The breeze does not pass me by

Chapter 73 When You Cry, I Get Panic

A pleasant weekend afternoon was thrown into chaos by an accident.

Xu Qian, who was drinking afternoon tea and watching dramas on the balcony of her home, received a phone call. After hearing what the person over there said, her expression changed suddenly. Light brown tea.

With a pale face, she staggered towards the bedroom, called her husband who was taking a nap, and said in a trembling voice that something had happened to Ah Shu and he had been sent to the hospital.

The two rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible, grabbed a nurse at random, and asked anxiously, "Where is the boy named Jiang Qishu?"

The nurse seemed to be impressed by the name, and said within a second of thinking, "Who are you?"

"We are his parents, how is he now?"

"He was sent by ambulance half an hour ago, the police car cleared the way, and he was treated urgently in the shortest possible time. The situation is not dangerous. The result of the current examination is that he was hit in the back of the head and suffered intracranial hemorrhage, and his right calf was fractured. He is undergoing preoperative preparations. You are now going to the operating room on the third floor, and the signature of the family members is required for the operation."

Xu Qian's already pale face lost all blood, and kept implying that she must not panic and keep calm, but now she couldn't control it, her eyes were terribly red.

Jiang Zhengyuan, a big man, would inevitably lose control of his emotions when encountering such a thing, his body swayed, his brain was congested for a moment, and his chest was congested.

The two rushed to the third floor with flamboyant steps.

A thin figure outside the operating room was leaning against the snow-white wall, with messy hair and clothes, bewildered, biting her fingers on her lips, and she didn't feel the skin being bitten until she tasted the bloody smell in her mouth.

"Who are Jiang Qishu's family members?" The doctor's extremely fast voice echoed in the empty corridor, "Here is a consent form for surgery that needs to be signed by the family members."

The incandescent lamp above the head made people dizzy, and before the night and early summer came, Liang Chan felt that the surroundings were cold.

When she was at a loss, she heard a familiar response: "We are."

Liang Chan turned her head and saw Jiang Qishu's parents who came in a hurry.

A few hours ago, they were sitting in a bright and cozy house, eating delicious home-cooked food, and chatting about a series that she hadn't seen but sounded very interesting.In a blink of an eye, the world was turned upside down, the bright things collapsed, and the eyes turned into endless grayness.

The surgery consent form was signed by Jiang Zhengyuan. The humorous and elegant professor had a pale face, and his hand holding the pen kept trembling, and wrote his name in the lower right corner.When handing over the consent form for the operation, he earnestly asked the doctor to do his best to treat him.

The indicator lights outside the operating room are on, and idlers are not allowed to enter.

Xu Qian stabilized her mind, walked over and asked Liang Chan: "How could such an accident happen? Ah Shu is not a careless person. I never thought that he would be in a car accident. Is it the other driver's fault?"

Liang Chan's lip was bitten off by herself, and she talked intermittently about coming out of the movie theater and bumping into a trafficker to snatch a child in the street. In order to hold back the criminal, Jiang Qishu clung to the van so hard that the driver panicked and had an accident.

Xu Qian's nose was sore, and she held back her tears and scolded Jiang Qishu, a dead boy. He was not worrying since he was a child, and he didn't weigh his ability before saving people. , what should his parents do.

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As night fell, the sky was swallowed up, and the lights outside the operating room went out. After a while, the door opened to both sides, and the doctor in the green sterile suit came out first.

Jiang Zhengyuan stepped forward eagerly, his eyes full of expectation: "Doctor, how is my son?"

"The operation was a success and the person is fine."

When the doctor's words fell to the ground, the hearts of those waiting outside the operating room fell to the ground.

The long-hanging, overwhelmed heart was finally rescued.

The effect of the anesthesia wore off, and the nurse heard the boy's lips move and spit out a few vague words not long after the operation.The nurse was not surprised. In the past, patients would talk nonsense when they woke up from anesthesia, similar to drunkenness, and waving their arms indiscriminately and punching in the air. Anyway, she has seen all kinds of weird situations.

The boy on the hospital bed was still muttering, the nurse moved closer out of curiosity, and finally heard him clearly, he was saying "candied haws", and was instantly amused.

Do you want to eat candied haws?
She went back and told her family that she would satisfy him after recovering from the injury.

Jiang Qishu woke up once that night, and there was nothing serious about it, but the doctor said it was more serious because the incident was too chaotic.Even if you usually fall and bump, there will be congestion.As for the calf fracture, he is young and strong, and he can recover after a period of recuperation after the operation.

When the van collided with a car parked on the side of the road, the driver and the person in the passenger seat were the first to suffer. He reacted quickly, and at that moment he knew that the prisoner would not be able to escape, so he let go of his hand and avoided the direct impact.

He told his parents what had happened in a feeble voice, and was severely criticized and educated by them.

"Where's Liang Chan?" Jiang Qishu was smart enough not to be fooled, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Look at what time it is?" Xu Qian tapped the watch on her wrist, "At four o'clock in the morning, she was quite frightened, I asked her to go back to rest first."

The ward was quiet. Jiang Qishu just woke up and was still weak, and soon fell asleep again.

This sleep was extraordinarily long, Mimi stared and opened her eyes, the sky was bright, the sun turned to the west, surrounded by a yellowish halo, it was the evening of the next day.

The first feeling was a splitting headache. Jiang Qishu didn't feel such a strong pain when he woke up last night. He raised his hand to touch his head, but was held by a soft hand and pushed his hand away: "There is something on the head. The wound cannot be touched."

Jiang Qishu paused, moved a little bit, turned his slightly clumsy head, Liang Chan sat on the chair beside the hospital bed with a serious face, as if she was the one who got into a car accident.

There was no one else in the ward except her.

Meeting his gaze, Liang Chan couldn't bear to look any further, turned away without saying a word, tears fell silently, and the sound was heard when they dripped onto the jeans.

Jiang Qishu panicked, with a white gauze bandage wrapped around his head, and got up with his elbows propped up: "What's wrong? I'm fine, don't cry, I was wrong."

Liang Chan was afraid that his movement would hurt the wound, so she wiped away her tears, half got up and went to help him to lie down, choked up, and squeezed out a few words: "Don't move any more."

The calf has a plaster cast, what if it shifts and falls and has sequelae?
Jiang Qishu put his arms around her waist and coaxed her: "I won't move, so don't cry, okay?" He patted her back with heartache, his nose was sore and his eyes were hot, "I panic when you cry, do not know what to do with it."

The more he said that, Liang Chan cried harder.

She was the one who witnessed the accident with her own eyes, and she was terrified. As someone who had faced the death of a loved one, facing death again was not numbness, but doubled fear.

She almost thought she was going to lose him.

She is really not that strong, and she can't bear another person in her life to leave, especially Jiang Qishu, who is so good.

Jiang Qishu hugged her with all his strength so far, making her truly feel his presence.He is still living in this world and will be with her forever, even if she gets tired of him in the future, he will not go away.

Xu Qian pushed the door in with the thermos bucket in hand, saw the scene next to the hospital bed, and let out a short uh: "Sorry, I think I was too focused on things and forgot to knock on the door."

Liang Chan stood up straight and turned her back to wipe her tears, her sleeves were wet.Jiang Qishu took out a few tissues and handed them to her, and coaxed her softly: "I'll be fine soon, go back and rest, your eyes are red."

Xu Qian also echoed, "Xiao Chan must have not slept well last night, you stay here to eat something, and then go back to take a shower and sleep."

Liang Chan cried before, speaking with a strong nasal voice, and said in a low voice, "I'll eat when I go back."

"I prepared your meal. If you don't eat it, it will be wasted." Xu Qian opened the thermos bucket and put out a portion for her. "Drink some soup to make up for it. Look at your complexion."

Liang Chan pursed her lips, held the small bowl and looked at the poor Jiang Qishu lying on the hospital bed: "Give it to him first."

"If it weren't for seeing him hurt like this, I wouldn't bother to care about him. I'm so old and so reckless... I'm really scared after thinking about it." Xu Qian pulled her face, and she didn't forget to educate Jiang Qishu while serving the soup "I'm not young anymore. I'm only a son like you. If something happens to you, will I survive? I haven't dared to tell your grandpa and grandma about this. I'm afraid that the two old people will be shocked. Good or bad."

"Mom, I..."

Jiang Qishu opened his mouth to admit his mistake and was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Xu Qian put down the bowl and went to open the door. She was frightened by the battle in the corridor outside. A middle-aged couple was holding a child, followed by a group of men and women, as well as an old man who was over seventy and wearing a cane.

"Excuse me, does Jiang Qishu live in this ward?" the leading man asked.

Xu Qian didn't know the situation, her voice hesitated slightly: "...Yes."

(End of this chapter)