obsessed with love

Chapter 214 The Mortuary

In the end, she managed to persuade Du Ruo to drink a bowl of porridge, but she still insisted on going to the hospital to see Lu Shuangfeng. Zheng Xiaoran couldn't stop her, so she could only bite the bullet and accompany her.

In fact, the mortuary is not a place that can be entered and exited casually, but Du Ruo is a little familiar in the hospital, and the doctor took pity on her, so he made an exception and asked her to take Zheng Xiaoran to have a look.

Accompanied by special personnel, take the elevator at the end of the corridor to the basement floor.

It was July in the midsummer, and the heat was very hot, but as soon as the elevator door opened, Zheng Xiaoran already felt a whirl on his back. Fortunately, the lights were brightly lit, and the huge white energy-saving lamps spread to the end of the corridor one after another. Unfortunately, it was white light, shining on the mottled green paint on the wall, the scene in front of him was so cold that Zheng Xiaoran couldn't help shivering.

The staff member walked in the front, and seemed to be holding a sign and key in his hand. He walked out of the elevator first, and said casually: "Let's go, it's right in front, this place is a bit cold..."

Zheng Xiaoran was actually very timid, so he had already shrunk his steps in the elevator, but Du Ruo followed the staff out expressionlessly. Zheng Xiaoran gritted his teeth and could only keep up with big strides, grabbing Du Ruo's arm .

In fact, the corridor leading to the mortuary is not long, but maybe because the lights are too dazzling, the narrow corridor feels like an endless belt of light. Zheng Xiaoran held his breath, and held Du Ruo's hand tightly, his scalp numb , I wish I couldn't even walk without making a sound.

The staff member who walked in front started talking again: "It seems that I heard that it was a car accident, right? Have you talked about the compensation? There are regulations for the remains to stay here. After the specified time, the hospital can only be cremated according to the regulations, so Family members, don’t procrastinate, it won’t do you any good if you procrastinate until the end…”

The voice of the staff is not loud, and it may be because he often comes and goes in and out of this place, so his emotions are completely unaffected. The tone of the conversation seems to be homely, but the corridor is narrow, and the echo can almost be heard.

Du Ruo kept that expression all the way, she didn't speak, she pursed her lips, as if her footsteps were at the same frequency, when the staff saw that she didn't answer, she curled her lips and stopped talking.

Soon they came to the door, a wide metal door, with a blue lacquered sign nailed to it, saying "Morgue".

Zheng Xiaoran almost ran away. These three words were only seen in ghost stories or horror movies. When they really came to her, she was so cold that her teeth would chatter.

But the staff ignored their emotions, took out the key, and flipped through the sign.

"Number 312, um, I found it, come in with me..." Then he opened the door with the key, and a burst of colder air rushed towards his face. Zheng Xiaoran shivered, and when he closed his eyes, he felt the skin on his face being I dared to open my eyes until I got used to the air-conditioning, and slowly poked my head in. It was a large closed space, the lights were a bit dim, and there were refrigerators on one wall, like square drawers, and each "drawer" There is a white sign on it.

The staff member walked in front of the row of refrigerators, muttering: "#312...#312...Where is it?..."

Du Ruo also stood at the door all the time, everything in front of him felt covered in a layer of tulle, the staff member in uniform was walking in the fog, and finally stopped, shouting to a refrigerator: "Ah, I found it, Number 312, that's it..."

Her hand was held by Zheng Xiaoran all the time. Seeing the staff pull the tab of the refrigerator, Du Ruo suddenly shrank her fingers, turned around and walked out... Zheng Xiaoran didn't react, but felt that her palm was empty. When she recovered, Du Ruo had already Walk quickly to the elevator.

"Hey, Du Ruo, don't you want to watch? Hey... just wait for me..."

But the footsteps of the person in front of her were getting faster and faster. If it wasn't for the inconvenience caused by her big belly, she would definitely be running fast, so in the end Zheng Xiaoran still didn't catch up. Du Ruo flashed into the elevator, and quickly pressed the close button to disappear.

Zheng Xiaoran waited for the next elevator to go upstairs, walked around the hall panting, sweating, and still couldn't find Du Ruo's person, so she could only call her, but the phone didn't work, damn she couldn't Then, there was no way, Zheng Xiaoran could only run all the way to the outside of the hospital, and finally saw the thin white figure standing in front of the road in front of the hospital... A car was speeding past, and the wind caused by the friction blew up the corners of her skirt The edge of the skirt... Her hair is still messy, flowing in one direction following the corner of the skirt...

Zheng Xiaoran sighed, stepped forward, and said softly: "Don't read it, it's already like this, don't make yourself uncomfortable..."

Du Ruo didn't speak, just stood there, staring coldly at the middle of the road, Zheng Xiaoran thought she was afraid, so he lightly grabbed her shoulders, and changed the topic deliberately and briskly: "Why don't I accompany you to see Throat? Which department should I look for? Ear, nose and throat?" Du Ruo's eyes moved, and she turned her head to look at Zheng Xiaoran, and said in a hoarse voice, "My mother got into a car accident here... At that time, there was a pool of blood on the ground... "

Zheng Xiaoran was startled, and his eyes immediately flew to the middle of the road, where cars were coming and going, and the black asphalt road was empty.

In the end, Zheng Xiaoran was still unable to persuade Du Ruo to check her throat, but she asked to see her younger brother, so she let her go, so the two went to the hematology department side by side. Before reaching the door of the ward, Du Ruo only felt A person rushed out beside him and grabbed Du Ruo's arm...

Zheng Xiaoran was frightened, it should be said that she came out of the morgue, and her little heart has not returned to its normal beating frequency, so suddenly a person was stopped in front of her, and she didn't respond, but the person in front of her "plopped" without warning. Kneeling down on the ground, she yelled with snot and tears: "Miss Du, I beg you... Please... show kindness and let my man go..."

In the frightening morning, Zheng Xiaoran felt that his heart was about to burst, what was going on?Is it staged to block the way in the ancient drama?
But Du Ruo didn't respond, his face was very cold, because one arm was pulled by the woman in front of him, so his body fell down unharmoniously, if Zheng Xiaoran didn't hold her, she would definitely fall down.

Zheng Xiaoran got a little annoyed, pushed the woman away and grabbed Du Ruo's fingers, and said coldly: "What's going on? Who are you? Kneeling in front of others like this all of a sudden, filming?"

The woman didn't respond, it should be said that she was crying very deeply, the messy bangs on her forehead were soaked with sweat, and her dark face was also covered with tears, all of which were glued together, her facial features were all tangled together because of crying too much, That appearance really makes people feel sympathetic.

Zheng Xiaoran had already guessed who the person kneeling in front of him was, it should be the family member of the driver who caused the accident.

Sure enough, after the woman's hand was pushed away by Zheng Xiaoran, she simply bowed her forehead a few times.

"...I know that my man killed someone, but he didn't do it on purpose...I'm not in good health, so I can only work part-time at home, and I have two children at home, so you want us to lose money, we can't afford it at all..."

Du Ruo's eyelids moved, as if she wanted to speak, but her throat was so sore that she didn't bother to speak.

Zheng Xiaoran was completely pissed, and pointed at the woman on the ground and shot back: "You can offset it by saying that you didn't do it on purpose? This is a human life. Human life is at stake. Even if you lose money, you can't heal her wounds. How dare you still have her?" You are begging for help, hurry up, this is a hospital, and security guards will chase you away soon..."

But the woman was obviously unyielding, and directly dragged the two children, one big and one small behind her, and all three of them knelt down in front of Du Ruo.

"...I know that human life cannot be compensated, but we really have no money. My man drives the truck for the transportation company. The hospital is in the urban area, so trucks are not allowed to pass through it. But the day before yesterday, he took a private job, so he had to rush back to the company to pack it. Good thing, I just wanted to take a shortcut and pass through the hospital entrance... Who knows, someone rushed out suddenly..."

The woman was crying loudly, and a group of people had already gathered around, many of them were young nurses who watched the fun, but this time they miraculously did not stop her, but Du Ruo remained expressionless and her lips were tightly pressed, if Zheng Xiaoran was not Seeing her throat protruding up and down as she swallowed, she suspected that the person standing beside her had been sucked out of all senses and emotions.

Seeing that Du Ruo didn't speak, but she didn't seem to reject it, the woman cried even harder, and directly pressed the heads of the two children beside her and kept kowtow, calling vaguely: "Bye bye, bye auntie... tell her to let go." past dad..."

The two children were not very old, one was about three years old, and the other seemed to be walking, wearing a crumpled cloth shirt. The woman next to him held his head down and kowtowed stiffly and ignorantly.

The scene was extremely tragic, and the crowd around them pointed, sympathized, and sighed.

Zheng Xiaoran couldn't bear to watch it anymore, don't overdo it, afraid that he might cry for a while, Du Ruo finally lowered his eyes to look at the two children, the skin on their faces was also very dark, it should be because of being exposed to the sun all year round, but The round eyes are shining.

Seeing Du Ruo's reaction, the woman shifted her knees and moved in front of her, grabbed her arm again and cried, "We are a family of three, and we rely on my man to make money. Now the freight company refuses to pay for it. In the detention center...we have no money, we are forced to die, or we will die, or my man will go to jail! But the child is so young, and you are also pregnant to be a mother. Do you have the heart that the child is so young that he will not be able to see his father? "

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It seemed that the corner of Du Ruo's mouth twitched when he was told about the pain, and he tried to pull his arm out, but when he tried hard, he felt dizzy and fell back quickly...

The back was supported, and Zheng Xiaoran's anxious and high-pitched voice was vaguely heard: "Nurse, doctor...someone fainted, nurse..." The last light in front of his eyes was also extinguished, and Du Ruo's five fingers were clenched tightly all the way. Let go, your body goes limp...

She was already very tired, sick, and exhausted, as if she just fell headfirst and never woke up... But she seemed to be dreaming again, dreaming that her body was being hugged, and one side of her face hit her hard chest, the elegant breath, The smell that she didn't dare to touch in her sleep recently, the embrace that was so warm that she wanted to sleep in it...

Then start to run, it's not her who runs, she can't run, her belly is too big, she is a bulky penguin now, who runs then?She was running with her arms in her arms, she seemed to be lying in a soft cloud, her body was bumping and shaking with the frequency of running, she seemed to be able to hear heavy breathing, and in the end she ran faster and faster, as if she was going to fly... She felt that it felt so good As the saying goes, she didn't want to wake up, so she sank her head and fell asleep hazily...

Du Ruo woke up from the cold, and gradually regained consciousness, but her eyelids were heavy. She didn't want to open them, but her whole body felt chills. She felt that she was shaking all the time. Finally, she tilted her head. The thing slid down, and the sound of "click..." fell to her ear, and she was woken up just like that.

First of all, I opened my eyes, and saw the white ceiling and chandelier above my head. I moved my fingers, feeling someone was holding me, and then I heard a familiar male voice, with some anxious tenderness.

"Du Ruo, are you awake?"

She thought it was a hallucination, so cold that she had hallucinations, so she didn't move, and quickly closed her eyes again, but the voice sounded again, more gentle, as if muttering: "Is it uncomfortable? Do you want me?" Call the doctor?"

Then something icy and cold was pressed to her forehead, and Du Ruo was so frightened that she opened her eyes again. First, there was a sharp light, and then there was that stern and resolute face... as if something had been hardened in her heart. It was raised violently, a slight pain appeared, and then it became more and more intense, spreading at a very fast speed, spreading all over the body...

She didn't expect that he would really come. The affair between the two of them was already heated up. In his capacity, it was undoubtedly irrational and crazy to rush over at such a critical moment. Moreover, Ren Peiyin also said that Gu Lan was still in the hospital. After all, they were still husband and wife. , And he actually just dropped everything like this.

Du Ruo didn't dare to move, and didn't dare to blink, afraid that he was still hallucinating and just wanted to talk, but found that his throat was so painful that he couldn't make a sound, so he could only swallow his saliva continuously with his lips pressed together like that. But it hurts more and more.

Qiao Anming held her hand and squeezed it tightly. All emotions and words seemed to disappear in an instant. He couldn't make up a complete sentence, so he could only keep rubbing her palm with his fingers, feeling lonely and cold all over his body, slightly lowered. head, like a believer who has made a big mistake and wants to repent in front of the godfather.

Zheng Xiaoran had already told Qiao Anming about the matter, and he already knew that Gu Lan had sent photos to the Du family, and also knew that her mother had an accident because of this incident, so he stayed by Du Ruo's bed for half a day, watching Looking at her emaciated and unseemly face, she kept blaming herself for why she was always the last one to show up, and why she couldn't be by her side when she was most helpless and sad.

Now she woke up, her eyelids could not be opened, she opened slightly, her mouth was a little dry, but she didn't speak, just looked at Qiao Anming steadfastly.Qiao Anming remembered Du Ruo's eyes. The first time she saw her was in the garage at the bottom of Bar Street. She stood in front of his car to change clothes. Finally, she loosened her hair, put on lipstick, and sipped at the car window. The red lips formed a smile, and the pair of not too big, but blurred and bright eyes were slightly bent downwards because of the overflowing smile.

Qiao Anming was sitting in the car looking at her face calmly at that time, a little surprised, and a little terrified. Looking back now, I have to admit that he was already attracted to her at that time, but now she is lying in front of him, with her belly bulging, His face was pale, but those bright eyes were no longer able to smile, but were slightly closed and opened, as if covered by a layer of gray mist.

He sat in front of the bed for a long time, constantly making up words to persuade her in his mind, afraid that she would cry, make trouble, and leave him in despair, but she opened her eyes and looked at him with no expression.

Qiao Anming was a little dazed, and panicked by her seemingly powerless but piercing eyes, and finally could only twist her fingers, leaned over to her ear, and asked, "Are you asleep?" Half a day, are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

Du Ruo still didn't speak, Qiao Anming didn't give up, and continued: "Your high fever caused by inflammation of the tonsils, your throat is suppurated, red and swollen, so it will hurt a bit. I'll put a bottle of intravenous drip for you in the afternoon, to eliminate the inflammation first..."

Halfway through the speech, Du Ruo still didn't respond, but finally shifted his gaze elsewhere, Qiao Anming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to say softly: "...Because I have to worry about the child, so I didn't give you antipyretics, the doctor said first Try physical cooling..."

When Du Ruo heard the word "child", he pulled his hand out of Qiao Anming's palm, and quickly covered his lower abdomen. Then his eyes flashed, and he turned his head to continue looking at Qiao Anming. His mouth was moving, as if he was talking. However, her throat was inflamed and swollen, so the words she squeezed out were unclear. Qiao Anming felt distressed, leaned over to her ear, and still held her hand domineeringly and said, "Don't talk, the more you talk, the more it hurts..."

She didn't want to, she was impatient, and she insisted on pulling her throat to make a sound, and finally squeezed out two words from between her teeth. The voice was as low as a mosquito, but Qiao Anming could hear it clearly.

She said, "Get out!"

He frowned, too much sadness welled up in his heart, but he still held her hand tightly.

Du Ruo's heart was full of unexplained hatred, coming from all directions, and continued to shout in a hoarse voice: "Get out... get out..." This time he shouted twice, using too much force, and began to cough violently , but the more I coughed, the more my throat hurt... my whole body began to tremble, the ice pack on my forehead slid down, and my pale skin was covered with a dense layer of water vapor...

Qiao Anming had nothing to do with her. He didn't dare to get angry or talk too much to arouse her emotions. He could only press the ice pack on her forehead, and coaxed her according to her temperament: "The fever hasn't subsided, don't chase me away first!" Let's go, it's useless for you to chase me away, I won't go..." His voice was suppressed very low, as if he was coaxing a disobedient child, and he seemed to be playing tricks, while talking, he put the ice pack Turning over, the colder temperature penetrated into the blood vessels of the forehead.

Du Ruo woke up a little bit from the drowsy consciousness of the burning, and wanted to talk, but Qiao Anming pulled up the thin blanket on her shoulders, and said in a somewhat helpless tone: "Okay, the throat is sore. If you are so dumb and still talk, even if you don't want to see me anymore, you still have to think about the child in your stomach..."

He is so smart and knows where her weakness is, so when he heard "children", Du Ruo really shut up, just pulled his hand out of his palm, stretched it into the blanket, and turned over with difficulty. body, leaving Qiao Anming a back view, no more words...

The room was air-conditioned, and the hardware facilities in the city hospital in a small city were a bit old, so there was a whirring sound from the grille of the air vent... Qiao Anming looked at Du Ruo's back in a daze, and wanted to say something, but when she saw that her mood had stabilized, she couldn't help it. Willing to destroy this superficial calm.

Maybe it was because of the medicine, or maybe it was because Du Ruo was feeling drowsy from the fever, so she quickly fell asleep again. Qiao Anming went out to make a phone call, and soon returned to the ward. At that time, she was already sleeping soundly, breathing evenly and soothingly. , he walked gently to the edge of the bed in front of her and sat down. He found her hand as in the afternoon and held it in the palm of his hand. Only then did he feel at ease.

He thought her breaking up on the phone was just a moment of anger, but when he came, he realized that so many things had happened and the situation was so bad that he could not reverse it, so he was depressed for a long time, and there was nothing he could do.

But he still didn't want to let go, he tried his best, just wanted to go on his own way.

He still remembered Du Ruo's appearance before returning to Xuancheng, he had gained a lot of weight, and he seemed to be able to see a little wrinkled double chin when he smiled, but in just a few days, the people on the bed had been tossed like this Thin, black, weak and haggard, like a wilted flower.

How much effort did he put in to make her so fat... Qiao Anming began to feel pain in his heart, pinching her fingers with both hands.He still remembered that he had just cut her fingernails the night before returning to Chongzhou, and she had become a little lazy during that time, and he always laughed at her for having a daughter, so he was too lazy to cut her nails by himself.

But he is also willing to pamper her. He really cuts her fingernails, holding some round fingers in his hand, and cuts off the protruding nails one by one. She is not happy, wrinkling her nose and acting like a spoiled child.

"What did you cut, it's so ugly...it's all edges and corners..."

"There are so many demands..." He muttered and complained, but he still took out the tool for grinding nails and rubbed them one by one for her. She was satisfied until there were no edges and corners, and the ten fingers were round and bald...

Qiao Anming lowered his head and put her fingers on his forehead.

Her fingernails grew long again, and the round finger knuckles protruded. After holding it for a long time, he felt a little pain. In addition, her hands were cold, as if no matter how warm they were, they couldn't warm up...

That was the first time Qiao Anming felt powerless, a life, and it was her closest relative, how could he afford it!
Du Ruo opened his eyes in a daze, and wanted to move, but his arm seemed to be held down. After struggling to straighten his upper body, he realized that Qiao Anming had fallen asleep lying on her arm...

She vaguely remembered that she seemed to drive him away in the afternoon, but he didn't leave.

Du Ruo's heart sank, looking at his sleepy face with a tired face, protruding brows and outlines, the top two buttons of the white cotton shirt were unbuttoned, and there was a little dust on the usually elegant and neat clothes ...He was tall, but he just fell asleep lying on the edge of the bed with his upper body nestled...

Du Ruo was very sad in her heart, feeling moved and palpitated, but she didn't dare to look at his face more, fearing that she would become more and more addicted, so she twitched her arm cruelly, and the sleeping Qiao Anming was woken up by her Already...

Qiao Anming opened his eyes and saw Du Ruo who was half lying on the bed with wide-eyed eyes. He suddenly smiled inexplicably, and asked, "Don't sleep anymore? Do you feel better?"

He probably didn't realize that he was smiling, but Du Ruo was frightened by the smile on his face, and stood there in a daze, not knowing how to answer.

Qiao Anming didn't intend for her to answer, and used his palm to test the temperature of her forehead without any barriers. However, after sleeping with his palms on for a while, his arms were numb, so he couldn't get the temperature, so he stood up again and leaned over. In the past, I directly used my forehead to touch Du Ruo's forehead, and did not forget to rub her forehead, and said with some anxiety: "It seems that the fever has not subsided, I will ask the nurse to take your temperature..."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the ward, but Du Ruo still leaned on the bed, with his forehead still warm, and the corners of his staring eyes drooped little by little, as if something in his heart had been touched.

She was really powerless to resist his tenderness, Du Ruo closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

The last one who followed Qiao Anming in was not the nurse, but the director of internal medicine of the hospital, followed by a group of nurses and on-duty doctors. The mighty army soon filled the not-so-spacious single ward.

Du Ruo was a little confused, so many people needed to take a body temperature?But I immediately remembered that the man in front of me was not an ordinary person, he was Qiao Anming, a figure well known in the medical world, and the matter between him and Du Ruo had been uploaded in the media recently, so he hugged Du Ruo who passed out in the afternoon Ruo went to the doctor, the whole hospital knew that Qiao Anming had come to Xuancheng...

What a good chance to flatter, so the director of internal medicine personally took Du Ruo's body temperature, looked at the thermometer carefully after taking the measurement, frowned and said: "39 degrees 2, not very good, the temperature has not dropped, but has risen a little ..."

Qiao Anming didn't believe it, so he checked the thermometer by himself, touched Du Ruo's forehead with his palm, and finally looked at the director of internal medicine worriedly behind him, and asked, "If this continues, is it necessary to take antipyretics?"

The director hesitated for a moment, and replied timidly: "In fact, an adult's temperature exceeds 38.5 is considered a high fever, so in fact, he should hang up in the afternoon, but Mr. Qiao, you are worried about side effects..."

Qiao Anming sighed deeply: "General antipyretics are compound preparations, the main ingredients are ibuprofen and nimesulide, but these two ingredients have serious side effects on pregnant women, and serious ones can cause miscarriage and fetal malformation... "

He is a professional pharmaceutical manufacturer, of course he knows the impact of western medicine on the body, so what he said is not unreasonable. After hearing this, the director did not dare to say more, but persistent high fever will also affect the fetus, so he was in a dilemma, and finally Turning around, he ordered: "Go and get me a box of vitamin C effervescent tablets, and bring a few more ice packs. I'll wait. If the temperature doesn't cool down until dawn, I'll tell you how to do it!"

His face was facing Du Ruo sideways, his face was condensed, and he returned to his previous appearance of giving orders. After hearing this, the director immediately turned around and asked a nurse to get it. At the end, he didn't forget to ask: "Mr. Qiao, have you eaten? Do you want it?" Bring something to eat for you and Miss Du?"

"No..." He didn't have the mind to eat at all, but suddenly thought of Du Ruo on the bed, so he called to the nurse who was about to run out: "Forget it, bring me some porridge, she hasn't eaten all afternoon..."

The nurse understood, nodded and went out.

(End of this chapter)