The whole day went by like that.

Ding Bao didn't turn on his phone until the end.

Looking at the dark screen, she frowned a little irritably, looking at the nurse sitting next to her.

"When will I be discharged?"

"It depends on what the doctor says, so you can ask when you make rounds in the evening."

At seven o'clock in the evening, a group of people pushed the door in, Ding Bao accepted their observation calmly, and asked casually before leaving.

"Doctor, when will I be discharged?"

"You are recovering well now, observe for another week, and if there is no major problem, you can contact your family to pick you up and discharge you."

One week......

Ding Bao didn't ask any more questions, lay back down, and the nurse on the side took the initiative to close the door and turn up the temperature of the air conditioner.

"Miss Ding, do you have anything you need me to help you clean up?"

Ding Bao looked at the surrounding situation and shook his head.

"There's nothing to clean up, by the way, can you do me a favor?"

Ding Bao took out his old phone and handed it to her.

"Help me take this to repair, and by the way, buy a new one for me, I don't have any money on me for the time being, I'll pay you when the phone is repaired."

The nurse readily agreed.

That night, Ding Bao lay quietly on the bed alone, leaning back against the hospital bed, silently watching the news broadcast on TV.

"According to reports, the Sunshine Nursing Home in the west of the city is facing bankruptcy, and the pension problem of more than 30 elderly people in the nursing home is facing challenges......

In the picture, she saw the live broadcast in the nursing home.

A dilapidated and low-rise low-rise building, with two elderly people living in each room, the camera slowly came to the small garden in front of the nursing home through the dark and narrow corridor, where more than 30 elderly people sat neatly.

In that fleeting image, she saw a familiar face.

After nearly two years of sleep, the things that were deeply in my mind before seem to have become a little blurry.

For example, the old man on TV, and Lin Jinmo.

Maybe it was because she slept for too long, Ding Bao didn't feel sleepy all night, the voice on the TV kept ringing, but she still felt that it was very quiet near the root of her ears, and the inexplicable loneliness made her a little at a loss for a while.

She knew that she had experienced a lot in the past year or so, and when she opened her eyes, with the awakening of her body, some of the memories hidden in the depths of her mind were forever asleep, and there were many more indescribable emotions in her heart, as if she was trying to recall something.

It could be a taste, it could be a sound, it could be a look......

Thinking of this, she put her hand behind her back to the bed behind her, and her fingertips gently rubbed the little marks she had left on the wooden board with her fingernails.

The face is silent, but the fingertips are translating the clues they have left for themselves little by little.

Cen ...... Yao ......"

Is that a name?

It's very unfamiliar, but when she subconsciously reads it out silently, the memory of the mouth shape makes her feel that these two words are very familiar.

Then touch and continue to explore the depths.

"Jin-"

She couldn't make out the next word.

Apparently she was weak when she left these words.

The next few words were a little difficult to distinguish, Ding Bao carefully distinguished, and a layer of fine sweat oozed from behind his tiredness.

When he touched the last word, Ding Bao withdrew his hand and lay down again, silently reading the names just now.

Ding Bao couldn't remember whose name it was, but she groped for the pattern from the different shades of traces.

"Today's ......"

In almost every name, there is a "today".

This means that there must be some connection between the owners behind these names.

"Imamo?"

The dog man's name is also present.

Tsk, bad luck.

Ding Bao rolled over, faced the window and watched it get dark outside.

In this way, a day passed, and when the nurse came to deliver the meal at noon the next day, he still had an extra mobile phone case in his hand.

"Miss Ding, this is the phone you want."

Ding Bao took it and looked at it, his face remained unchanged, but he twitched in distress from the bottom of his heart.

"How much does this phone cost now?"

It's the same as the one she bought back then, she spent 10,000 yuan at the time, but she doesn't know if it's worth the price now.

"More than seven thousand, Mr. Lin ordered me to buy this model, saying you like it."

"Oh, then you can ask him for money."

The dead man still dared to mention this stubble, that's okay, just let him lose his phone first.

The nurse smiled.

"This money was given by Mr. Lin, and I just helped run an errand."

"What about the old one?"

"I put it in the mobile phone store to fix it, and I'll pick it up tomorrow afternoon."

Ding Bao nodded, turned on the new mobile phone, installed the card pulled out of the old mobile phone, and turned it on, and the missed calls and text messages immediately popped up frantically on the screen, and she was dazzled for a while, and she couldn't move on to the next step.

More than a hundred missed calls.

More than 300 text messages.

The chat software that I just logged on was also red and dazzling.

Looking at them one by one, Ding Bao roughly knew that those people would be so eager to find her.

Except that the boss is those who are like dogskin plasters.

Looking at the private chat messages, the boss was very dissatisfied with her inexplicable disappearance.

Apparently none of these people knew about her car accident.

On the street that day, there were so many people coming and going, and no one came to investigate when he was hit on the sidewalk, so you can imagine how powerful the people behind it are.

In this city, Ding Bao is just a poor worker, a little smart and driven, so he didn't encounter any big difficulties at work, if this didn't happen, she would be Mrs. Lin now, and Lin Jinmo, the man who has no skin and no self-esteem, lives in a room, maybe he will have a dog, after all, this is the wish of the dog man.

And now, she was knocked into a vegetative state and lay in the hospital for more than a year, and Lin Jinmo has become a little white face next to the rich woman, and has truly achieved the goal he has set for himself in this life.

If that woman bumped into her because of Lin Jinmo, then it would be impossible for her to wake up, obviously there are other reasons behind this, some of which she doesn't know, but Lin Jinmo definitely knows a little about it.

The brain, which came to be sober, became a little confused at this moment.

Ding Bao proposed to go out for a walk, but the nurse hesitated for a while, and finally pushed a wheelchair from outside and helped Ding Bao to sit up.

Breathing in the fresh air outside, Ding Bao had the illusion of being in a trance, she looked at the artificial lake not far away, and there were some patients wearing blue and white stripes standing around the fence.

It was late autumn, but the temperature outside was not very low, and the thin clothes were neither hot nor cold.

The nurse pushed Ding Bao around the artificial lake, looking at the unfamiliar faces coming towards him, Ding Bao silently lowered his head and looked at his thin hands.

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