The Idol Group and the Crown

When doctors and nurses rushed in, the scene was a mess.

Originally, all four of them have evolved into young, promising, mature men in their twenties. When they encounter this kind of thing, they are just as busy as kindergarten children.

Huo Jian raised his hand and shattered a mug the next second he looked at Chi Ji, and when Bo Jue ran out, he almost ran into the glass door and forced a sharp turn to save his face.

Xie Lianyun was so panic that he wanted to hide out and calm down for ten days and a half months before coming back. Mei Shengyao and the little monster seemed to have hugged and cried.

Huo Jian held Chi Ji at the same time and was hugged by Mei Sheng. He found a gap and struggled to breathe slightly, for fear that Chi Ji would sleep.

"How are you feeling now? Can you speak?"

He reached out and wanted to hand him a glass of water, only to realize that he saw a pool of glass fragments and water stains.

"Calm down." The doctor quickly carried the unrelated person to the side to cool his brain, and worked with the nurse to confirm all aspects of Chi Ji's physical condition.

Because the vegetative condition is different, the condition from recovery to awake after surgery requires a specific diagnosis.

Some are only temporarily comatose for three or four months and can return to normal quickly, while others may only wake up in more than ten years.

As for the rehabilitation training and adjustment after recovery, it also depends on the patient's own physical condition.

The young man was sealed like a snowflake in the coffin for two years. At that moment, most of his memories and impressions remained at the moment before jumping from the building, a little trembling.

"Mr. Chi, relax," although the doctor's voice was cold, he unexpectedly calmed down and calmed down: "You are safe now, no one can hurt you."

They removed the various testing instruments on Chi Ji's chest and wrists, and removed the chain-like wires.

It seems to give the newcomer complete freedom.

"He will have to check his heart rate and other values ​​recently, but the problem is not big."

"Mr. Chi has not eaten by himself for a long time. Even if he is hungry, he should control the amount of food and protect it..."

"There are two options for drugs, on the one hand to consider..."

The four people stayed beside the hospital bed and invariably called Long Ji to send text messages.

Just because of the jet lag, there was still an overnight meeting there.

Not until the fourth call.

"Blade, my satellite phone is a little faulty here," Brother's voice sounded a little tired: "Is the country okay? Xiaoju, haven't they happened?"

"Brother, I know you are busy," Huo Jian clenched Chi Ji's hand in one hand while restraining the rising tone: "Chi Chi is awake--"

Xie Lian's eyes quickly pulled the phone away from his ear.

The super loud sound that instantly sobered up exploded: "Wh-what!!!"

"I didn't even witness it abroad!!!"

"Blade, are you really talking!!!"

"Bladeblade, you guys--ahhhhhhhhhh--"

"Long Ji, calm down," Bo Jue's own hair was so messed up that he couldn't read it. He forcibly answered the phone and interrupted, "The doctor just checked it, prescribed the medicine and recovery plan, and I have something to see when you come back. I'll talk about it later."

"But," the sound of the big lion's scratching the wall came across the phone: "Ah, I'm not there, abominable, ahhh--"

"Go to bed early and drink less coffee, pay attention to safety, hang up first," Bo Jue quickly glanced at all the teammates around him, and his face was hot. "Everyone misses you very much, and I miss you too. Come back safely."

When the phone hung up, Mei Shengyao carefully poked Chi Ji.

"Master, are you awake?"

Chi Ji slept for two and a half years, and his vocal cord muscles haven't been used for too long.

At this moment he tried hard to make a sound, as if the little mermaid was poisoned, he wanted to reach out and cover his throat, anxious and aggrieved.

Everyone forcibly matured and calmed for two or three years, but now they don't care too much. They took turns for a while and couldn't let go.

"Drink some honey water first, take your time, take your time."

Huo Jian quickly found a new cup. After adjusting it, he took a sip and confirmed that it was warm before feeding it to his lips.

Chi Ji was surrounded by everyone, and his eyes were red as he drank.

"Don't cry, don't cry, just wake up..." Bo Jue was so distressed that he reached out to help him wipe his eyes, and hugged Chi Ji to rub his hair: "Everyone is waiting for you, Chi Chi, don't be afraid. "

Mei Sheng couldn't squeeze in. He lay on the edge of the bed and watched him call again: "Master, please drink slowly, and I'll make it for you later."

After a small bowl of honey was drunk, Chi Ji finally eased a little, and his face gradually became bloody.

When he moved his wrist, he was still struggling. When he uttered his voice, he first found a little control of his tongue before speaking intermittently.

The breath is very light, like a floating feather.

"I'm sorry..."

Huo Jian couldn't control his emotions for a while, and hugged him and shivered.

"No, Chichi, you can't blame you, it's not your fault..."

He seemed to be panicking when he was under 20 years old. He wanted to talk to Ji Ji for a while, and everything was blocked in his throat.

Ji Ji tried to control his hand and gently patted his back, looking at everyone for a long time, as if to remember all of them.

"I...know," he said after a long pause, but still stubbornly wanted to finish the conversation: "That...man, is...deliberately...want me to see...these..."

"I don't... I shouldn't watch..." He tried to explain what was happening at that time, and his eyes were red to explain clearly: "Sorry... I'm sorry... At that time... I was like a demon..."

In the second he fell, he suddenly woke up, but it was too late.

In just ten minutes or so, many things happened completely like Gu Gu, manipulating his soul and crushing all his reason.

Huo Jian shed tears to help him wipe his face, constantly shaking his head and whispering comfort.

"I don't blame you, Chichi, I really don't blame you."

They massaged his arms, shoulders and neck, and told him everything that happened in the past two years.

Be honest and frank, and never retain any information.

Chi Ji’s language function has not been fully restored. He listened very carefully in their arms and occasionally could not help laughing.

"When Xie Lianyun stole his ashes, I went directly to contact him with the best psychiatrist," Bo Ju said dumbly: "Who thought there was such a thing..."

Mei Shengyao sat next to help combing his hair: "Brother Ju, you usually have to keep a little imagination."

Ji Ji tilted his head and looked at Xie Lianyun, blinking to ask.

Someone leaned his head on the glasses and looked out the window: "Fake, nothing like that."

"However, at that time, I rushed to the scene first and heard Su Dong said that he directly moved a dummy as high as you from the closet. Su Dong witnessed that his entire scalp was numb..."

"Where! Is it a cute dummie! The cat beard I drew before was wiped off by Dr. Wu!!"

Chi Ji slowed down for a while, and they were helped out of bed again, learning to walk a little bit like adjusting to his legs for the first time.

"I actually...before, intermittently...woke up."

Huo Jian let him hold his shoulders halfway and took him forward.

Xie Lianyun was beside him, listening very quietly.

Ji Ji sometimes falls asleep for a while, and sometimes regains consciousness.

They can feel that they are taking care of themselves, they can realize that they are basking in the sun, or they are eating liquid food.

His consciousness seemed to be suspended in the darkness of nothingness. He could neither find control of the body nor communicate with the voices of his friends.

Sometimes I hear important topics and want to wave or sit up, but I can’t do anything.

"I...I always wanted to...wake up..." He walked forward step by step with pain, and said intermittently: "It's just...I can't do it..."

But the doctor's voice, everyone's voice, gradually became clearer and clearer.

Five people stayed from afternoon to night, and no one wanted to leave.

A new question lay before them.

From a social point of view, Chi Ji is already dead.

Sunny sisters will also hold mourning activities on February 17th each year. They have planted many green trees in the desert, and continue to support welfare institutions and hope primary schools.

Everyone thought he had died.

The person who directly worked was Han Qu, but he has been stricken and affected for a long time, as well as the malicious rebellion on the Internet.

Xie Lianyun didn't talk much today.

When he initially accompanied Jiang Shu to the A selection, the first pick was Chi Ji.

I have confessed this decision too many times.

Now that everything has a chance to come back again, it also means that all must be reselected.

If life comes again, Chi Ji, which path would you choose?

One person's life is suspended for two years, but five people have already moved forward in different directions.

But no one was really happy.

They sat back next to the sofa, a cup of hot milk, and faced the problem again.

"Maybe... don't rush to make a decision now." Huo Jian gently said: "It will take a year or two for Chichi to recover from full health. After we fully recover, we can think of a solution together."

Ji Ji thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

He still likes musicals, stage, and everything that made him feel like he was burning.

"...It's a pity," Chi Ji laughed embarrassedly: "We have all won the prize, but we disbanded like this, and we didn't even say goodbye."

Bo Jue shook his head: "The notice on the SPF side, in fact, the wording is to keep our combination but stop operating."

The seventeenth floor is here, the official forum is here, and the six of them... have been there.

"What if we go to a curtain call concert in another year or two?" Xie Lianyun asked suddenly.

"what?"

"You want to tell them that Chi Chi is alive?"

"No, there is a better way." Xie Liyun took a deep breath and looked sideways at them all.

"Don't need to ask, Longblade has already recovered. Yaoyao and I haven't changed. Bo Jue, do you want to have another concert with us?"

Bo Jue froze for a few seconds, and he smiled.

"When I was a professor and went out for a concert, the students were going to make trouble again."

Ji Ji tried to raise his hand: "Then... shall I go?"

"You go too." Mei Sheng Yao looked at him sideways, his eyes bright: "You will definitely go."