Good news, Yun Chu is back.

Bad news, Yunchu hasn't woken up yet.

The doctor said that he would wake up after infusing two bottles of nutrient solution, but the fact was that Yun Chu had stayed in the hospital for three days and showed no signs of waking up.

The doctor said it was normal at first, but later he couldn't tell. They took Yunchu for numerous examinations, including the brain, body, and every instrument twice, but they could not find out the cause of Yunchu's coma.

On the fifth day, the doctor only gave a vague explanation, saying that Yun Chu might have a brain disease and asked Song Chizhou to send him to the best hospital in Nancheng for a check-up.

When he learned about this possibility, Song Chizhou felt that his sky was about to collapse. But he had no time to be sad, so he took Yunchu to the most famous brain hospital in Nancheng overnight in the hospital car.

While waiting for the examination, he was so anxious that he kept clasping his hands. Both of his well-jointed hands were bruised and bleeding.

Song Yu was startled and quickly stopped him: "Brother, don't be like this. My sister-in-law will be fine."

Song Chizhou was speechless and could only control himself not to collapse.

"Dad," Song Jin'an came over with eyes swollen from crying, and comforted him like a little adult: "Mom is a blessed person. She will be safe and will be fine."

"I..." Song Chizhou opened his mouth, wanting to respond to Song Jin'an's words, but it felt like there was a stone in his throat, and he couldn't say anything except an unclear "hehe" sound.

He really couldn't say anything.

He finally found a way to bring Yun Chu out. What should he do if Yun Chu suffered from any serious illness at this time? What should he do?

He would really go crazy.

He wiped his face, took away Song Jinan's hand, walked to the corridor window and took a few deep breaths.

It was still dark at that time, and there were only a few vehicles on the road and one or two sanitation workers dragging trash cans to clean up the garbage. He put his hands on the window and let the cool morning air wash over him.

After a long while, he suppressed the despair in his heart and turned his head to look at himself reflected in the window glass.

He hadn't had a good night's sleep for three or four days in a row. Now his eyes were black and black, his beard was sprouting all over, and he was extremely haggard and embarrassed. He was thrown into a pile of people. No one could believe that he was the glorious man. Chizhou of Song Dynasty.

No, this won't work.

He stared into his own eyes and told himself that Yun Chu liked his happy look the most. He couldn't be so depressed. He had to cheer up and see Yun Chu with his best appearance.

"Huh...huh..."

He exhaled a few breaths against the glass, forced himself to calm down, turned around and returned to the door of the examination room to continue waiting.

Seeing him like this, Song Jinan didn't even dare to cry, for fear that his crying would completely break him up.

After half an hour of waiting, the door to the examination room finally opened.

Song Chizhou stumbled over, grabbed the doctor and asked, "How is it? How is she?"

The doctor patted his hand, frowned and said, "The examination results did not reveal any lesions, and all her body organs are normal."

Song Chizhou: "If it's normal, then why doesn't she wake up? It's been five days, she's been in a coma for five days! Tell me, why doesn't she wake up? Why?"

He was emotionally broken, and without caring about etiquette, he grabbed the doctor's hand and asked loudly: "She was comatose for five days! You are doctors, why can't you find out the cause? Why?"

The doctor was frightened and grabbed his sleeve and stepped back: "Sir, please calm down."

Song Chizhou was reluctant: "Tell me, why doesn't she wake up? Since she's not sick, why doesn't she wake up?"

Doctor: "This... this gentleman, please let me go first... you..."

The scene became chaotic for a while. Seeing this, Song Yu quickly stepped forward and pulled Song Chizhou away: "Brother, brother, please calm down, don't be impulsive!"

But Song Chizhou was too strong. She even tore off her fingernails and couldn't pull him any further. Later, several medical staff came out to help, and they took the examining doctor away from him.

"Why doesn't she wake up! Why?!!"

At five o'clock in the morning, in the hospital corridor, only Song Chizhou's desperate cry echoed.

Song Yu didn't care that her hands were full of blood. She squatted next to Song Chizhou and patted his back: "It's okay, brother. My sister-in-law is not sick. She may be too tired from running out, so she needs to have a good rest."

"Why? Why doesn't she wake up? Why..."

Song Chizhou couldn't listen. He held his head and fell to the ground. He asked questions one by one, as if he was asking himself or others.

At the end of the question, he couldn't bear it anymore and punched the ground, swearing for the first time in his life.

"Hold!"

He had lived for thirty years and had never felt so useless, so stupid, so useless.

"dad!!"

Such a move frightened Song Jinan, but he ignored his fear and almost rushed to Song Chizhou to hug him: "Dad, dad, don't hurt yourself! An'an is waiting for mom with you, don't hurt yourself! Wow! …”

The little guy was crying and touching Song Chizhou's head. He was obviously very fragile, but he had to pretend to be a little adult.

Song Yu felt a sore nose at the sight. She had never seen Song Chizhou in such a dejected state. Hot tears fell one after another: "It's okay, sister-in-law is just tired. She will wake up. She will wake up." …”

The three lonely people gathered together and squatted in the corridor until Yan Lingfeng rushed over and dragged them away.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the sun has completely come out, and every corner of the single ward is filled with sunlight.

But Song Chizhou stayed in front of the hospital bed, but he was soaked in the rain that belonged to him.

Yunchu still didn't wake up. She seemed to be asleep, her eyes closed quietly and obediently, her breathing steady, and her brows stretched.

Song Chizhou looked at her with dull eyes and rubbed her cheek with his fingers over and over again, trying to use this method to remind himself that she was okay and she was still there.

He has calmed down now, and his violent and angry heart has hit the bottom, and there is a dead silence.

A "squeak" sound

The door to the ward was opened, and the doctor who did the morning examination came in cautiously.

"doctor!"

Yan Lingfeng and Song Yu rushed to greet him: "Doctor, how are you doing? Still no results?"

The doctor shook his head: "After discussions in our department, no lesions were found on the patient. We speculate that the patient may be unconscious like a vegetative state. The only thing we can do now is to keep her in the hospital for observation or to go to a larger hospital. deliver."

"But the brain doctors in our hospital are all nationally renowned. Our advice here is to stay in the hospital and receive conservative treatment."

Yan Lingfeng nodded, then turned around and turned his questioning eyes to Song Chizhou.

Song Chizhou heard it very clearly, and after his heart died, he became somewhat sober. He looked at Yun Chu's peaceful face and chose a choice that was not among the options.

"Doctor, can I take her home?"


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