When love knocks on the door

The sky was very cloudy, strangely dim and grey. Throughout the morning, the rain that was about to come seemed to refuse to fall after hesitating for a long time. It seemed that there would always be tragedy in this gloomy and gloomy weather.

Due to the strong wind and strong fire, the temperature of the smoke in the corridor was very high. In addition, there was a large supermarket on the first floor, and the burning plastic items produced a large amount of toxic smoke such as carbon monoxide and cyanide. It is the customer near the corridor who is eager to move the goods to escape. There is almost no possibility of survival, because the closer the fire is, the higher the temperature of the smoke is, and even the highest is Baidu... Rao, it was later that the fire officers and soldiers fainted from the smoke inside. All the customers were rescued and sent to the hospital, but the tragedy could not be avoided. At this moment, Jiangnan was shocked, and even the air was crying...

At eleven o'clock in the morning, the president's office of the Chai Group.

"President Chai, something happened..." Chai Zhuodi was listening to the person in charge of the public relations company report to him about adding some romantic elements to the wedding, when the door of the office was pushed open from the outside, and the pale-faced Gu Quan stumbled in. Regardless of the stunned expressions of the people in the room, he showed Chai Zhuodi the message on his mobile phone tremblingly, "10 minutes ago, a fire broke out in the Figo Cafe in this city, causing 109 customers in the cafe to be unconscious by poisonous smoke. Including Ms. Luo Weixin, the new head of Jiatai Fund Company..."

Chai Zhuodi stared at Gu Quan, as if he didn't hear what he said, took the phone mechanically, put one hand in his trousers pocket, looked sideways at Beitang Mo, and then his unconscious eyes fell on the phone screen again, short In just a few seconds, the lip line was pursed, loosened, and bit again. It seemed that he finally accepted the facts in the message. Even the slightest pore oozes out a cruel aura... The gentle and jade-like young master Chai is already like the ten temples of Yama...

"You said, Weixin inhaled poisonous smoke...was admitted to the hospital?" Chai Zhuodi repeated mechanically, then took a weak step and almost fell down. The next second, a figure disappeared from everyone's sight like a ghost.

Three days later, Luo Weixin, who inhaled a large amount of toxic fumes, finally became conscious.

But in the intensive care unit, she couldn't move her hands or speak, because the temperature of the poisonous fumes she inhaled was a bit high, which caused some burns and edema to her respiratory tract, but she was a hundred times better than those customers standing at the exit of the escape route. The temperature those people inhaled was high-temperature poisonous fumes above Baidu. When they were sent to the hospital, the doctors cut open their throats and inserted oxygen. However, even so, many people were still unable to be revived because of the necrosis and detachment of the respiratory tract.

There is a wall separating the two worlds, but both are gray.

Luo Weixin in the intensive care unit, apart from swelling and pain in her tonsils, throat, upper respiratory tract and bronchus, and loss of vocal cords, she has a large rash due to the effects of poisonous smoke and medicine due to her allergic constitution, and she has not eaten for many days. He also became nervous and confused, and would vomit to death even after drinking saliva, and could only rely on infusions to survive, so the backs of his hands were covered with bruises and needle marks.

She was so weak that even the movement of turning her head was like a slow motion on TV, it was second by second, extremely laborious and slow, panting to look sideways at Chai Zhuodi who was separated by a glass wall, because of her mouth Can't say anything, it's just that the eyes of the two are intertwined, and they haven't moved away for a long time. He understands her heart, and she understands his heart, but, in her silent heart, It's very sad, is there any tomorrow for her?

Three days later and another three days.

Luo Weixin could barely speak and move her limbs, but because her blood picture was still fluctuating up and down, she still couldn't leave the intensive care unit.

However, no matter when she looked up at the place next to the wall, she could always see the person who made her feel at ease——Chai Zhuodi, who was admitted to the hospital by Luo Weixin, almost put aside everything and lived and ate and lived in the place next to the wall without sleep For more than ten days, he knew exactly when she blinked, shook her head, fell asleep, and woke up. Mu Wanqing, who was treated in the same hospital, had recovered and was discharged from the hospital. The eldest son who lost a lot, she regretted her hasty behavior countless times, but, is there any medicine for regret in the world?

After another three days, Luo Weixin was barely able to eat a little liquid food, but it was limited to three to five spoonfuls of food. If she had a little more, her stomach would be rumbling and she would vomit continuously.

I didn't sleep well at night, the long night was long, and I would wake up from the nightmare almost every two hours. I kept sleeping like this until the morning was hazy, and my eyes seemed to be hallucinating when I turned over. Chai Zhuodi, who was overtired, finally lay down on the glass She fell into a deep sleep on the position outside the wall. Unexpectedly, she saw a familiar figure standing quietly in front of the glass wall. She thought it was impossible, because that person had lost his memory and did not know her, and he would not know it after blinking again. Did the phantom disappear or she fell asleep again, and when she woke up early the next morning, she only felt a vague dream.

On the tenth day, Luo Weixin was finally able to eat a small amount, and was able to get up and sit in front of the glass wall to chat with Chai Zhuodi through the intercom.

This morning, under Chai Zhuodi's persuasion, she actually ate a few more mouthfuls of porridge, but her stomach immediately turned upside down, and she vomited until her intestines turned over, but she only vomited a mouthful of bitter water. Strangely, her stomach and abdomen became stable after vomiting After coming down, people gradually feel refreshed, and they can eat one-third bowl of gruel at noon and evening.

At nine o'clock in the evening, after the experts came to check on her condition, they allowed Chai Zhuodi to enter the intensive care unit for the first time to visit her closely.

After standing in front of her hospital bed for a long time, Chai Zhuodi carefully bent down, put his cheek on her palm, closed his eyes and rubbed it lightly, "For these ten days, you are the end of the world, and I am the cape, looking at each other. The despair of not being able to rely on each other, I'm so afraid..." The slightly hoarse voice brought out the heartbreaking pity, pouring out uncontrollably.

She cracked the corner of her mouth comfortingly, "I know, don't be afraid, I'm fine."

"No, you don't know." He kissed her fingertips lightly, each one, and then kissed the healed scar on the palm of her hand, "You don't even know how scared I am...Baby, promise me, don't lose me Leave me, don't want me, don't die, don't go, don't have anything to do..."

Her heart was surging, and she looked at him distressedly, "Okay, I promise."

"Baby..." He leaned over, his breath lingering on her lips, as if eager to seduce her, "If you don't wake up, I've already figured out how to chase after you..."

"It's all right..." She stretched out her hand and gently stroked his face, powerlessly trying to stop him from worrying so much.

Embracing the lost and found one tightly, he murmured softly, "I have you enough in this life, I only wish to stay with you forever..." A drop of cold and transparent water dripped from his motionless long eyelashes onto her lips. palm.

Outside the intensive care unit, Chai Zhuoning and Mu Wanqing both saw the scene of the survivors embracing life and death.

Chai Zhuoning pursed his lips tightly, his face turned pale.

Mu Wanqing squinted at her younger son, who was as emaciated as her older son, "Are you guilty? Guilt because of you that she did this?"

"In fact, it is true."

"Don't be stupid." Mu Wanqing was so sad that her eye circles became hot, she stroked her youngest son's shoulder, and comforted her, "There's nothing wrong with loving someone, it's me who is wrong, I shouldn't..." It really shouldn't be, If it wasn't my own impulsive confusion, how could I let the perfect couple suffer such a catastrophe?

"..." Chai Zhuoning, who was in tears, didn't start. At that moment, he decided to withdraw and make it happen.

Many decisions in the world are often made in the blink of an eye.

Yes, if waiting is the length of love, then fulfillment is the depth of love. If she is good, it will be a sunny day. If you can’t be a lover, if you can protect her in the right place for the rest of your life, it is the deepest love.