As if by an instinct deep in his heart, he wanted to grab her, forgetting his disability for a moment, and his hand reached for hers.

Ye Mian noticed his outstretched hand, her eyes were hot, she was ruthless, quickened her steps, rubbed her body against his hand, and resolutely left.

She obviously saw him reach out to pull her, but she dodged it...... Qiao Zhanbei's heart sank suddenly, and a strong sense of loss engulfed him.

He was about to chase after him in his wheelchair, but she slowly closed the door from the outside, and did not throw the door away like last time, this time, she was calm.

Qiao Zhanbei's whole person was like being hit hard by a blunt object, frozen there, motionless.

Seeing Ye Mian coming down from the upstairs with red eyes, Song Qiao felt bad, sighed in her heart, and she stepped forward.

Ye Mian: "He is still hard-mouthed, saying that Qin Chuan is a playboy and doesn't want me to suffer......"

She repeated what Qiao Zhanbei said to Song Qiao.

Today, it was Song Qiao who told her that Qiao Zhanbei tied up Qin Chuan, so she rushed to block it.

Song Qiao: "This Brother Qiao is obviously vinegared to death." Sister Mian, let's find a good man to stimulate him next time. ”

The two walked outside the villa, Ye Mian looked at the gray sky, took a deep breath, and swallowed his tears, "No, Qiaoqiao, I don't want to force him too hard, he is actually much more painful than me." ”

"The good thing is that he is willing to continue his rehabilitation, and he was very repulsive when I mentioned this stubble before. If you're not together, you're not together, just cheer him up. ”

After chatting with Song Qiao for a while, she drove away.

For a week in a row, Ye Mian didn't come to him again, Qiao Zhanbei forced himself to focus on work every day, and didn't want her.

In the rehab room, the man was sweating profusely, his arms were resting on the parallel bars, supporting himself to practice standing, his hands relaxed slightly, and his body was about to collapse.

Shi Yanshen knocked on the door and came in.

He watched Qiao Zhanbei support the parallel bars with both arms, dragging his body below the waist and moving to the side of the wheelchair.

Because of the exertion, the green tendons in the corners of his forehead burst out, his teeth clenched, and he relied on the strength of his arms to support himself and sit down in a wheelchair.

This scene, even Shi Yanshen, who has been in the hospital all the year round and is accustomed to seeing life and death, and all kinds of human tragedies, was moved.

He walked over to him with his long legs and handed him a dry towel.

Qiao Zhanbei took the towel, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and calmed his rapid breathing.

After a while, he asked Shi Yanshen, "Is the report out?" The result? ”

Shi Yanshen opened the brown file bag and handed him his blood report, "Except for some inflammation, your blood test results didn't find anything abnormal, is it a stomach problem again?" Go back and follow me to the hospital for a gastroscopy. ”

This guy smokes and drinks heavily, and it's no wonder that he doesn't have a stomach problem.

Qiao Zhanbei shook his head slowly, "I don't have any stomach discomfort, I haven't drunk alcohol recently." ”

Thinking that there was nothing wrong with the blood test, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Before falling off the cliff, he was injected with a blue, unknown potion by Shangguan Ting.

Shangguan Ting threatened that he would die slowly.

After he was rescued, he immediately asked the doctor to check his blood, and like this time, the result was the same, and no abnormalities were found.

Come to think of it, Shangguan Ting deliberately bluffed him.

"What do the experts say about my spinal cord injury? Is there hope? Shi Yanshen, I want to listen to the truth. Qiao Zhanbei raised his eyes and asked seriously.

In addition to the request of his family, Shi Yanshen has always told the truth to the patient, and he has compassion for Qiao Zhanbei, but he understands that he can't hide it from him.

"Zhanbei, those experts advise you not to give up rehabilitation, maybe there will be a miracle."

The corners of Qiao Zhanbei's mouth twitched mockingly, understanding the meaning of his words, that is, there was no hope of healing. He was a realist, realistic, and never believed in miracles.

Shi Yan read his expression, handed him a cigarette, and sat down on the side, "It's already a miracle that you can still live after falling from an eight-hundred-meter cliff." ”

"I look like a ghost now, I might as well be dead." Qiao Zhanbei swallowed the clouds and said with a mist.

In front of his friends, he can calmly accept his disability and embarrassment, but he can't face it in front of Ye Mian.

Thinking of her who had not seen her for many days, his heart ached faintly.

"What happens to your family when you die? Have you ever thought about Ye Mian, grandparents, and daughter's feelings? Zhanbei, I can understand your feelings, I have a lot of terminally ill patients, how many of them do you think really want to live? It's not for the sake of the family. Shi Yanshen said slowly in an unhurried tone.

Qiao Zhanbei listened to his words, lost his mind and thought thoughtfully.

During this time, he only lived in his own feelings, giving up on himself, and did not care about the feelings of his family.

Before Shi Yanshen left, he persuaded him to find a psychological counselor for psychological counseling, and kindly persuaded him: "Go back to see your family, don't blindly live in your own thoughts." ”

……

Out of the first month of the lunar calendar, there was a little more warmth in the cold wind, the lakes and rivers in the compound froze and melted, and a few wild ducks frolicked in it.

The black business seven drove into the corner of the military compound and stopped at the gate of the small courtyard of the old chief Qiao's house.

"Grandma—"

Qiao Zhanbei just entered the courtyard, looking at the old man sitting on the edge of the small garden in the courtyard, basking in the sun, with gray hair, much older than before he fell off the cliff, and shouted.

Mrs. Qiao was stunned, and after recognizing her grandson in the wheelchair, she walked briskly towards him with a cane and a bent waist.

When she arrived at her eldest grandson, she held him in both hands, half handsome, half scarred face, and shed tears of distress.

"Good grandson, it's good to come back, it's good to come back......" the old lady choked up.

"Grandma, I'm worried about you, go back and let grandpa pump me to relieve you." The corners of Qiao Zhanbei's mouth were stained with a smile.

Grandpa Qiao came out of the house, looked at the eldest grandson in a wheelchair, and the old chief Qiao, who was stiff in his bones, held the hand of the tea jar, trembling slightly, but his mouth was the same as before, and he said, "Pump you?" I'm going to shoot you! ”

Qiao Zhanbei smiled, knowing that he was reluctant to be an old man.

The three of them entered the house, but there were no two children in the house, and Ye Mian was not seen.

In the corner of the living room, there is a wooden rocking horse, a building block table, and a disrupted third-order Rubik's cube on the table.

"Mianmian took two children to the early education center to attend classes, and at this point, I will be back soon." Old Lady Qiao replied to Qiao Zhanbei's doubts.

When Qiao Zhanbei heard that they were coming back soon, he was slightly stunned, and the idea of retreating again arose in his heart.

He arrived at the brick table, picked up the Rubik's Cube, and turned his long fingers flexibly, playing with the Rubik's Cube to distract himself.

Xiao Qiaoqiao was carrying a small schoolbag, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a familiar figure, sitting in the corner, hanging his head, and turning the Rubik's Cube in his hand.

She hesitated, but gradually recognized him, and the little man called out crisply, "Daddy." ”