Chapter 42: Miracles (Asking for Monthly Tickets, Asking for Recommendation Tickets)
Drip... Drip... Drip......
The sunny sky in the morning was so blue and clear that it seemed to be free of dross.
The warm sun was falling overhead, and even God couldn't help but doze off.
In the white room, the liquid from the infusion tube dripped into the drip pot, making a slight sound of "ticking and ticking", and the lines on the ECG monitor were beating rhythmically.
It is a symbol of the leap of life.
Sunlight seeped in through the blue curtains, and fell on the bed, and the girl's face looked like a cat's whiskers.
She lay on the edge of the bed and breathed evenly, as if she had some terrible nightmare, the pair of Juanxiu brows furrowed from time to time, and her cheeks were full of tears, which was particularly pitiful in the sun.
Soon, the girl's long eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes in a daze.
"Hmm~"
The girl rubbed her reddened eyes, but when she looked up, she was suddenly stunned.
"Awake?"
The boy in the dream was already leaning against the head of the bed, hanging his head and peeling apples with a fruit knife.
The sharp blade is pressed against the peel, which is cut off in a continuous line.
However, seeing this scene, Su Xiaoqiao hurriedly got up and wanted to snatch the fruit knife in his hand.
But it was like seeing a flower that finally bloomed in winter, and he was a little helpless for fear of breaking his branches.
"You, Senior Brother Shouyun, your eyes ...... It's too dangerous! ”
I saw that Jiang Shouyun's body was already covered with bandages, and the dark red blood under the bandages could be vaguely seen.
"Don't worry."
Jiang Shouyun raised his head and chuckled, "Since I can still sit here and peel apples, it means that all the clouds have passed." ”
Su Xiaoqiao stared blankly at the boy on the hospital bed.
The faint sunlight reflected on the boy's white bandaged eyes, and she had the illusion of being watched by a sun-like gaze.
Although he knew that he couldn't see it now, Su Xiaoqiao still subconsciously raised his hand to cover his slightly reddened eyes.
A wonderful sense of peace of mind welled up from the heart, and the darkness of the nightmare of days and nightmares quietly dissipated.
“…… That's not going to work, you can't see it now, how can you take a knife, it's too dangerous! ”
As she spoke, she snatched the fruit knife in Jiang Shouyun's hand, as well as the apple that he had cut in half.
"Don't be reckless, drink a glass of milk to warm up."
Su Xiaoqiao put the warm milk in his hand and said softly, "I'll go get you breakfast, do you want to eat something?" ”
"Soy milk and fritters." Jiang Shouyun didn't refuse the kindness, and added with a smile, "It would be better if there were salty tofu brains." ”
Seeing that he didn't seem to be in any big trouble, Su Xiaoqiao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Salted tofu brain? What a heretic! She glanced at her coquettishly and said ruthlessly, "You can't eat anything too greasy, let's drink some hot porridge." ”
With that, she turned to leave.
But he suddenly stopped, picked up the fruit knife on the side, and left the room with confidence.
Jiang Shouyun shook his head with a smile, and immediately turned his head to "look" out the window.
The soft sunlight fell on his face, and the window reflected his bandaged eyes.
All kinds of car honking, the sound of news announcements outside the house, and the sound of construction in the distance, greeting with a smile......
Jiang Shouyun seemed to "see" the fireworks in the world shrouded in light, as well as the clear blue sky with a few clouds floating overhead.
The coastal city has woken up from the typhoon of a few days ago and is back to life, as if the clouds had been washed away by a storm and flowed into the filthy canals.
"The weather was nice." Jiang Shouyun looked out the window and said softly.
"Hmm." Someone replied softly, "It's been three days." ”
The man took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack, and then sat on the chair next to the bed, just blocking Jiang Shouyun's vision.
Jiang Shouyun raised his hand lightly and waved, and said with a smile: "Waited for a long time, right?" ”
"It's not too long." The man said in an indifferent tone.
It's still a familiar topic killer, and although the tone feels colder, the essence hasn't changed.
"How does it feel?" Chu Zihang asked in a cold tone.
"As long as you don't die, it's a minor injury." Jiang Shouyun shrugged, "It's just that I'm still a little unaccustomed to being blindfolded." ”
Hearing this, Chu Zihang took a deep look at the gladiolus and carnation on the bedside.
The large bouquet in the cup, I don't know when, has withered like a shattered one.
If memory serves, this bouquet of flowers was brought by him only yesterday.
It doesn't look like it's coming to the end of itself, but it seems to be scattered with the sighs of heaven and earth, and someone has unintentionally cut off its vitality.
"Muscle strain, skin cracking, excessive blood loss, ligament damage, plus penetrating injuries and internal bleeding, liver, lungs, and ribs were traumatized to varying degrees."
Chu Zihang put his hands together on his knees, and said in an indifferent tone: "In order to avoid exposing your secrets, Su Xiaoqiao invited his own personal doctor, and the doctor said that it was a miracle that you survived. ”
"A miracle?" Jiang Shouyun chuckled, "People who believe in miracles are as great as miracles. ”
Chu Zihang turned his head to look at the clouds floating outside the window, and the golden light in his eyes always lingered.
It was a long time before he suddenly spoke and broke the silence.
"I'm scared." Chu Zihang lowered his head, as if in repentance, "I ran away." ”
He seems to be waiting for the boy to slap him, scolding him for being a coward who abandons his friends and dad.
But there was always dead silence in the room.
Chu Zihang pursed his lips and raised his head, looking at Jiang Shouyun in front of him, wanting to see the anger on the other party's face.
But to his regret, he only saw a smile.
"Chu Zihang, you know, I don't like hypocritical people, and I don't like hypocritical men."
Jiang Shouyun took a bite of the apple and said vaguely: "In the final analysis, it is because of weakness that I am afraid. ”
"However, only by recognizing one's weakness can one become more gentle and strong."
People are afraid of death.
— but that's for what is cherished.
It's like those soldiers who don't charge to the death in the face of the tip of their swords, because they are burdened with things that are more important than life.
"Just like your father."
Chu Zihang's face suddenly tightened, and his breathing subconsciously stagnated.
The golden flames in his eyes began to flicker, and it seemed that if he blew out a breath casually, it would be completely extinguished and dimmed.
"Don't be so nervous, didn't I say that?"
Jiang Shouyun laughed and hammered his shoulder again.
However, this tough hand that far exceeded the past made Jiang Shouyun look at him thoughtfully.
"It seems that you haven't been decadent all this time."
Without waiting for Chu Zihang to ask anything, Jiang Shouyun took the initiative to speak: "Are you interested in going with me to see your father?" ”
"However, you still have to be mentally prepared that his situation may not be the same as you think."