Ou Ming's father's words convinced Qiao Ziqing.

However, after several hours, Ou Ming was still lying motionless on the bed.

Looking at the time, it was already more than eleven o'clock, and Qiao Ziqing knew that Ou Ming had not eaten since yesterday morning.

It's all supported by infusion, how can it go on like this?

Qiao Ziqing walked to Ou Ming's bedside, pushed Ou Ming gently, and shouted, "Xiao Ou, get up and eat." ”

And Ou Ming was lying on the hospital bed, motionless.

As soon as the water hung up, the nurse stepped forward to help Ou Ming pull out the needle.

But Ou Ming never moved.

Qiao Ziqing felt sour in her heart, sitting next to her son, covering her mouth and not daring to cry, her shoulders shrugged slightly, but she couldn't hide her heavy breathing.

Ou Ming seemed to raise his head and opened his eyes.

However, there was still nothing in those eyes.

There is no brilliance, there is no god.

When Qiao Ziqing saw Ou Ming's eyes, he quickly stood up, bit his fist, and pinched his hand hard, for fear that he would cry.

Although Ou Ming's eyes can't hear, his hearing is miraculously very good.

Hearing this extremely forbearant sob, Ou Ming closed his eyes and said, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?" ”

Qiao Ziqing heard that Ou Ming finally spoke, and opened his mouth to speak, but as soon as he took his hand away, he cried heavily.

At the same time, I wanted to speak, but I couldn't.

"When you get better, you can naturally be discharged from the hospital." O'Hawking walked in, carrying a new meal in his hand, and said, "Now the first thing you need to do is to take care of your body, no matter what, you have to eat hard, and if you have no appetite, you have to eat a little." ”

When Qiao Ziqing saw her husband, she grabbed his hand, suppressed her sobs, and cried like a child.

Ou Hawking patted her hand gently, looked at Ou Ming, and said: "I know you don't like the hospital, but you can't be discharged from the hospital yet, your eyes are very likely to recover, maybe if you continue to do this, it really won't recover." ”

When Ou Ming heard this, he was still indifferent.

Ou Hawking said with some bitterness: "Xiao Ou, you are also thirty-one years old, and you will be thirty-two years old after the New Year, you should be a little sensible, such a big person, don't let your parents worry." ”

"Got it," Ou Ming didn't raise his head, didn't open his eyes, and said, "You guys go back, don't worry about me, I'll eat when I'm hungry." ”

"No, eat now, Xiao Ou, eat now, mom please, eat something, okay?" Qiao Ziqing opened the lunch box and said, "This is the dish made by Sister-in-law Gui, don't you like to eat what Sister-in-law Gui makes, come, taste some?" ”

As he spoke, he took the bowl and handed it in the direction of Ou Ming.

Ou Ming rolled up the quilt in annoyance and turned over, and said, "You guys are so annoying, I don't want to eat." ”

Qiao Ziqing's action of handing the bowl paused in mid-air.

Her son actually annoyed her.

Qiao Ziqing's heart stabbed, and he suddenly felt sad in his heart.

As soon as Wen Fenglin came over, he saw such a scene.

sighed secretly in his heart and shouted: "Xiao Qiao, the child doesn't want to eat, just let him be hungry." ”

When Ou Hawking heard this, he glanced at Wen Fenglin with some unhappiness, and said, "Old Wen, it's not your son, it's okay, right?" ”

"How can you say that, your children have fallen to this point, and it is not my fault."

(Po Sing Shek Academy)