under the vortex

Chapter 193 Adjusting Mentality II

Wu Peng sent the video of Baima Mountain to Zhang Lin that night, and promised to tell Zhang Lin immediately if he found anything strange about Baima Mountain.

Zhang Lin also secretly sent some people to investigate Baima Mountain, but Baima Mountain behaved very normally, going to work at the pet hospital during the day, and returning home after shopping for groceries at night. There was nothing suspicious about it, and life was too ordinary.

No flaws could be found on Baima Mountain, so Jia Wenjun could only go to see Zhao Di first.

When she came to Zhao Di's hospital bed again, Zhao Di was like an abandoned prop, lost its value, and lost everyone's attention.

There are no specially arranged doctors and nurses on duty at the door of the ward, and there is no secret protection by plainclothes police. Zhao Di is lying alone in the empty room, his eyes are dull, his mouth is slightly open, and a needle is inserted in his arm. There are many needle holes in the skin.

Except for the sound of the instrument, there was no other movement in the room, and it was lifeless.

Wu Peng went to the doctor to find out about Zhao Di's situation these days. Jia Wenjun sat beside Zhao Di's bed. She remembered the past between herself and Zhao Di. She used to hate Zhao Di very much, but she never thought that she would change. Become what it is today.

"Zhao Di, I'm Jia Wenjun." She paused and continued, "I know you hate me, and so do I. But now I'm on the same boat as you. If you want to survive, you must get well soon. Otherwise, when I am imprisoned, you will only be left to die."

She looked at Zhao Di on the bed, her eyes were full of sadness and prayer.

Wu Peng came back from the doctor's office and told Jia Wenjun about Zhao Di's situation in the past two days. It was nothing more than the same as before, and there was no good change.

Zhao Di's bedside drip has been finished, but she still hasn't come to return the medicine.Jia Wenjun could only turn off the drip switch for her first, and rang the bell for the nurse to come.

It took a long time for the nurse to bring over the two big bags of IV drips to be administered later, put them on, and left in a hurry.

Wu Peng told Jia Wenjun: "Before, Zhao Di was the subject of key surgery, and someone took care of her. Now there is no family member to take care of her, so that's the only way to go."

Jia Wenjun looked at Zhao Di's empty eyes looking straight at the roof, and felt like a stone was blocked in his heart.Zhao Di is hateful, but she shouldn't be treated like this, and she shouldn't be framed like this. In fact, they are all innocent victims. Now when facing the same enemy, Jia Wenjun can't just sit idly by.

Jia Wenjun said to Wu Peng: "If you have anything to do, go first. I will stay and wait until all her bottles are finished before leaving."

Wu Peng looked at the hanging bottles, frowned and said, "At least until evening, nurses and doctors will come to see her from time to time, it's okay."

"It's okay for me to go back anyway, talk to her here, maybe a word can wake her up."

Seeing that Jia Wenjun must stay, Wu Peng didn't try to persuade her, just told her to be careful and call her after get off work, and left in a hurry.

In the ward, Zhao Di was lying down, Jia Wenjun was sitting, and the silence returned.

After an unknown amount of time, Jia Wenjun stood up from the chair and looked at Zhao Di's nutrient drip by Zhao Di's bed.He stroked Zhao Di's pale hand with his hand.

On the back of her hand was an adhesive tape that the nurse put on just after the injection. This hand was already a little swollen due to the long-term injection. Jia Wenjun massaged Zhao Di's palm to help her speed up blood circulation.

This is what Jia Wenjun mentioned in some information on the recovery of vegetative states found on the Internet in the past few days. Among them, there are still some cases where patients regain consciousness by this method. With the mentality of giving it a try, she plans to insist on giving Zhao Di massaged his arm.

After massaging for a while, Zhao Di's hands became much warmer, but there was still no response.

Jia Wenjun looked at Zhao Di. Since Zhao Di came in, his eyes had been staring at the ceiling without moving. This kind of persistence made Jia Wenjun a little curious. I don't know what she was looking at, so seriously?

Jia Wenjun followed Zhao Di's gaze and looked up for a while, only to find that there was a small spider swinging back and forth in the air in the corner of the ceiling.

"Spider?" Jia Wenjun was a little puzzled.

Is Zhao Di looking at the spider, or is his eyes fixed in one place unconsciously?
If she is looking at a spider, does that mean she is conscious?

Jia Wenjun imitated Zhao Di's angle, lying on his back and looking at the spider on the wall, trying to see what Zhao Di was looking at.

At this moment, the spider danced in the air with the spider silk drawn from its buttocks. No matter how swaying it was, it just didn't climb up. The spider silk was thin and transparent, and it was difficult to withstand the pull of the wind.

Looking up along the spider's thread, Jia Wenjun understood why the spider refused to climb up. It turned out that there was a gecko on the wall that blended with the gray of the wall. It was lying on the ceiling and staring at it. Staring at the spider, the greedy tongue in its slightly opened mouth had already begun to stir.

A gust of wind blew in from the window, and the spider began to tumbling at the lower end of the spider web, like a kite that was out of control.

The spider struggled on the silk for a long time, and was about to be blown off. Fortunately, the wind stopped blowing for a while. The wind stopped, but the spider was still shaking violently in the air. At one end of the slender silk, the gecko was trying to Stirring the spider silk with its tail, it seems to fully understand that the spider has no way out.

"I didn't expect this gecko to use such despicable means." Jia Wenjun said to himself, if she didn't follow Zhao Di's line of sight, she wouldn't have seen this scene.

The spider probably knew that the spider silk was about to break, so it didn't choose to fall, but climbed up quickly.

In just a moment, the spider disappeared into the gray zenith of the wall, leaving only the gecko with its mouth wriggling.

In the end, the spider still failed to escape the bad luck. Jia Wenjun looked a little bit heartbroken. She paused for a while and asked Zhao Di next to her: "Are you looking at spiders and geckos?"

No one answered her.

Jia Wenjun sighed inaudibly: "If the spider just gave it a go, it might land on this soft quilt and save its life. Zhao Di, we are just like the spider just now, there is no retreat I don’t want to be eaten by geckos, so we have to give it a go. You know, I’m not the one who hurt you, we are all victims, Lin Yang’s family won’t care about you anymore, you don’t have to bear this kind of pain , I don’t need to take the blame for others. Only when you get better quickly and point out the real murderer, can I promise to continue to heal you until you can stand up again.”

Still no reply.

Even though she knew that Zhao Di might not be able to hear her, Jia Wenjun still wanted to say that she told what happened after Zhao Di fell into the water on the boat, what happened after she got ashore, and what she and she would face if the mastermind behind the scenes could finally get away with it. wearing something.

These things have been on her heart for too long, she hopes Zhao Di will know.Even if she doesn't know what she heard, she still has to say it.

After Jia Wenjun finished speaking, when he turned around subconsciously, he found that there was already a shallow watermark on Zhao Di's pillow.

Jia Wenjun paused, and reached out to touch Zhao Di's eyes, and found that she was crying.

(End of this chapter)