After my husband cheated on me

I don't remember anything after that. When I woke up from the nightmare of pulling people into hell, I lay in the hospital full of plain colors.

I wake up thinking about who I am and where I am? After thinking about it a little bit, I burst out in a cold sweat, as if the slightly stable state was luxury for me.

Huo Qingchuan!

The sound of the gun reverberated in my brain again, hitting my nerves. I felt that even if I went to see Huo Qingchuan one second later, my head would explode.

There was no one in the ward, only the cold instruments made a weak and regular sound. The transparent and cold liquid entered my wrist through the transparent pipe, but it was nothing compared with the despair in my heart.

I pulled out the needle tube that prevented me from going out to look for someone. Ignoring the back of my hand that was a little painful, I put on my coat outside the patient's number suit, opened the door of the ward and went out.

Before I could figure out the structure of the hospital, I ran into the person in front of me. I heard a little exclamation, and then someone called my name.

"Little night?" That person's voice is very familiar, but now I have no energy to guess the identity of the bearer.

When I looked up, I was worried and reproached to my father.

"Dad... The first person I met when I woke up, I couldn't see any news about Huo Qingchuan from his face.

"How did you come out? The doctor said that you were greatly frightened, leading to Qi deficiency and restlessness. You need more rest." He said, and then found the blood drop on the back of my hand because of the incorrect pulling out of the needle tube. He grabbed it and said, "did you pull out the needle tube yourself?"

If it was normal, I would be scared by my father's suddenly serious tone at this time, but now I only have Huo Qingchuan in my heart.

I took my hand out of my father's hand, pulled his sleeve, looked at him with mournful eyes, and my voice trembled, "Dad, Dad, how's Huo Qingchuan? Where is he? "

No matter how well I covered up, the wavering in my father's eyes also fell to my eyes, which made me more uneasy.

Sure enough, my always determined father didn't answer my question. Instead, he pushed me to the ward again, "go back first, lie down in bed, and if you go on like this, the family will be finished."

Maybe I'm too sensitive now. When I hear my father's words "finished", my spirit is in danger of collapse.

How pessimistic and hopeless the conclusion is for me now.

At the foot of a soft, fortunately, my father in time to help the body will soon fall down.

I couldn't help it any more. Tears fell from my face. I stood up with all my strength and grabbed my father's clothes. My eyes were dancing with tears. "Dad, Qingchuan, is he...".

My father just let me hold on so much that he didn't say a word for a long time.

Yes, in order to protect me, he blocked the bullet for me. So close distance, and he fainted in an instant, how can the injury be light, in case he... That may, I dare not think about it.

But the more I restrain myself, the less I think about it. My mind is just like deliberately against you. I'm running in the direction that I absolutely don't want to. My body is shaking violently.

Seeing that I was about to faint, my father strongly held my shoulder and used some strength on my hand. I even felt some pain.

"Xiao Wan, calm down, Huo Qingchuan is not dead!" Unable to bear my repeated requests, my father finally told me the truth.

It's not the worst answer. The tears are more serious.

"Really? Really? " When I heard this answer, the gate in my heart seemed to be opened. I couldn't tell whether I was moved or reborn. In short, I thought it was great that he was still alive.

Seeing that I look crazy, my father sighed. He supported me on the shoulder and let me sit on the bed. I can see that his face is not very good either. It should be that he has worked hard these days.

"Silly child, when did I cheat you?" My father's tone became gentle, as if he was trying to calm me.

What he said was right. From childhood to adulthood, although his father was strict, he was a man with one saying and one saying and two saying. He never concealed anything from Chi Xin and me.

I was about to ask Huo Qingchuan again when my mother appeared at the door of the ward.

"Ma..." I called out to the other side, and my father turned to look.

Mother seemed to wipe her eyes before she came in.

"What's the matter with you, Ma?" Mother's eyes are red, like tears.

"Oh, oh, it's nothing," she replied, hesitating as she looked at her father. Then she came and sat down next to me, "little night, you're awake. You're so worried about me and your father, you know?"

It turns out that not only my father, but also my mother has a worried face. It seems that there are a few more wrinkles, which makes me feel guilty.

"I'm sorry," I said weakly, "for worrying you."

Mother sniffed, voice a little vague, "silly child, say what I'm sorry, you are our daughter."

Then she took my hand, and the warmth from my mother stabilized my restless heart.

"If we don't come again, our daughter is really going to turn the other way," the father reproached. He motioned to his mother to see the needle I pulled out. "This can be pulled out by herself. Tell me about her quickly."

Along with my father's words, my mother found the needle which was still on the bed by me. She looked at me heartily and reproached, "Xiao Wan, you are crazy!"

They worried about me. I felt guilty because some worries were too strong.

"Mom," I honestly looked at the second elder, "I really can't rest assured that Huo Qingchuan blocked a shot for me. He must have been seriously injured. You let me go to see him. Only when he's safe can I feel at ease."

Listen to me say so, mother also Leng for a while, she and father looked at each other, forced to pull want to get up of me, pulled me back to bed.

"Sit down!" My mother said to me in a rare stern tone, "be obedient!"

For a time, I was a little stunned, and I could only give up the idea just now.

The expression on my mother's face was a little complicated, so I couldn't guess what she was thinking.

"You should take good care of yourself now," she said forcefully. "The doctor said that your body has suffered a lot of damage. If you don't take good rest, I'm afraid you will have sequelae in the future!"

"Tell me about her. I'll call the doctor." My father looked at me with the same eyes. After leaving a word, he left the ward.

Mother always has a good temper, but once she gets angry, she is no less terrible than her father. Seeing her like this, I have to bear the impulse temporarily.

"Mom, I'm fine now. I'm just worried about Qingchuan," I said obediently. "He got hurt just to save me. I'm really worried. Dad didn't tell me well just now. If you ask me to see him, I'll have a look. As long as I make sure he's OK, I'll listen to you. OK? " I said to my mother in a pleading tone.

"No way!" It seems that I didn't even think about it. My mother refused me, which made me very confused.

It seems that my mother hesitated a little and began to explain to me“ Huo's son-in-law is a little injured, but the bullet has been taken out by the doctor, and now he is still resting. If you can't talk to him in the past, don't disturb him. "

"So he," I thought, "is he really OK? Where did the bullet go? Is there any problem? " I held my mother's hand anxiously.

"It's OK," said the mother, "you should be able to wake up soon, you can rest assured to take care of your body."

"Mom, I really don't have a thing," I insisted. "You'd better let me go and have a look outside the door. I promise I'll come back and have an injection."

"You child," the mother just now also Huairou's attitude and tough up, she tightly frowned, "how is not obedient?"

As soon as her voice fell, her father came with the doctor. Mother's voice was loud just now. I think he heard it outside the door.

See our mother and daughter seem to be in confrontation, the father came over, "what's the matter?"

Mother wiped the corner of her eyes, stood up and said angrily, "it's OK."

Seeing his wife like this, my father didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he looked at me and turned to the doctor and said, "doctor, my daughter accidentally pulled out the needle tube. Please adjust it again, please."

The doctor came to see me and the needle tube on the bed. He frowned slightly and bent down to pick up the silver needle that had been risking liquid medicine.

"That's not good," he said to me. "The two old people are also doing good for you. You are failing them." Then he took off the syringe from the hanging bag and threw it aside. Then he took apart a new one and put it in. As he sorted it out, he looked at me. "Now I'll help you install the infusion again, but don't do anything else."

There was a slight pain on the back of my hand. The doctor kindly avoided pressing the eye of a needle before and stabbed my other hand.

"Go to bed," my father said, looking at me. "Be obedient this time. Don't make your mother angry."

Seeing all the people around me like this, no matter how anxious I am, I can't disobey them. Had to obediently take off the shoes, lay back on the bed.

The doctor stood next to me, adjusting the speed of the liquid out, did not speak.

My parents were standing in front of my bed, staring at my every move like a prisoner. In this way, I really didn't dare to move.

Looking at the ceiling with both eyes, my spirit has long drifted out of the ward and towards the hospital.

Hanging the needle, the doctor and his parents did not know what to say, my mother called me up, holding a few pills.

I didn't want to make them angry. I ate it.

Soon, consciousness is like sinking into the bottom of a quiet lake, and begins to blur.