"Kangkang, does it hurt?" The mother didn't answer the question, and her eyes were gentle and concerned for a long time.

"A little bit...... "My throat was dry," "what about Angie?" ”

"Kang Rong ......" Zhao Wei angrily called my name, as if to warn me not to mention Anqi again.

Even if I was docile and obedient, they would still object, right?

I don't care about any of that.

I just want to know how Angel is doing.

He's probably worried about me, right?

Or maybe be scared.

Actually, I was scared too.

"You tell Mom first, what the hell is going on?" The mother's tone returned to indifference.

I briefly retold it, omitting of course the details that Anqi would have offended to take care of me, etc.

"That woman—" The mother raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhao Wei, "She almost stabbed my son to death, it's amazing." ”

"Ayin, Kang Rong just woke up, you let him rest well...... Zhao Wei sighed helplessly, "What's the matter, let's go out and talk." ”

They left the room, and I thought for a moment before falling asleep in a daze.

In my sleep, I seemed to see Mother Angel turn into a smiling clown holding a sharp knife.

She was in tears, laughing fiercely, and blood dripping from the blade, "Kang Rong, you go and die." ”

Li Yonghua was wearing a gorgeous knight's suit, and his eyes were full of contempt, "Kang Rong, you are the same as your mother." ”

I also saw the top bunk of Anqi, carrying a bucket of red paint, painted in large letters at the school gate: "Kang Rong, you are so disgusting." ”

And the mother, who lovingly stroked her belly, "Kangkang, I should have beaten you." ”

I could hear her cry again.

When I woke up, I was covered in cold sweat.

There was not a single person in the ward.

Bright sunlight shines through the windows.

What a nasty nightmare. Why wasn't it Angel who dreamed of?

I really want to know about him.

For several days, I only had the opportunity to interact with humans when the nurses helped me change my dressing and deliver meals.

I would still call Angel, and his phone was unexpectedly out of the way.

Besides, I didn't even call my mother's phone.

I didn't turn on the TV in the ward.

I couldn't do anything: watching TV, listening to the radio, talking, eating......

Maybe it was because I was stabbed a few times by my mother-in-law, and I was a little depressed.

Or maybe I just have a fever that hasn't gone away completely.

Every day, I spend most of my time having nightmares and thinking about my dreams.

Occasionally, I think about the time I spent with Angie.

Occasionally I worry about him.

Occasionally, I wonder what happened to him.

But more often than not, I forced myself not to think about him.

Before meeting him, all speculation was in vain.

During this time, I was passively alone.

Compared to the dead house I chose a year ago, this is a different experience.

In a nutshell, I hate being alone in the hospital.

I want to leave early and go find Angel.

Then you can do anything.

After more than a week, my fever completely subsided, and the wound on the back of my shoulder was thickly scarred.

When I looked back in the shower, I saw that my back in the mirror was so ugly that I wanted to poke myself in the eye.

Nowadays, it is difficult for my left hand to concentrate; It's hard to even clench your fists.

The nurse would tell me every time: the recovery is fast.

I don't know if it's kind comfort or unintentional perfunctory.

On the day I was discharged from the hospital, I went through the discharge procedures alone.

I was penniless and I didn't have the keys to my apartment.

Good thing I still have a phone.

I called Zhao Wei and wanted him to pick me up and take me home - with my physical strength at this time, I was afraid that I would faint if I couldn't go far.

"Don't get out of the hospital, we're here." Zhao Wei's voice was distant and somber, "Your mother is hospitalized, in Room X of Building Y." ”

An ominous premonition struck me.

I take the elevator to the Y floor. The elevator doors open.

The three red black characters that caught my eye made me dizzy: obstetrics and gynecology.