Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

"That is to say, Si Moli...if he is willing to wake up, he can wake up quickly and recover well. If he is unwilling to wake up, the time will be determined. Maybe two or three days, maybe five or six days. There are also Maybe he won't wake up."

The doctor looked solemn: "It depends on what kind of heartache Mr. Si has suffered. If the price is too high, he dare not face it and cannot bear it... Maybe he is willing to indulge in illusory dreams forever, and is not willing to face the reality."

"No!" Song Nianhe's sharp voice broke through the silence in the corridor and echoed, "He can face it, he will wake up!"

The doctor spread his hands: "I hope so."

He also wished Mr. Si a speedy recovery.

Things were going well at first, but suddenly something like this happened, and the recovery effect of the previous treatment... was greatly reduced.

Doctors also have a headache.

Song Nianhe opened his mouth, but could no longer speak.

Tears flowed down unconsciously.

"Si Moli is so strong. He is used to seeing so many strong winds and waves, ups and downs. He has to overcome thorns and bumps along the way... There is no way this thing can crush him, it's impossible."

Song Zhixu's voice sounded behind her.

"Nian He, he just needs time to slow down. Don't be afraid. Don't scare yourself. With you here and you waiting for him, how could he be willing to sleep all the time without opening his eyes and taking a good look at you."

"The child is gone, but you are still there. He loves you and wants to be with you, so he will wake up. For Si Moli, although the child's departure is a heavy price, you are still healthy."

Song Nianhe took a deep breath and raised his hand to wipe away the tears at the end of his eyes.

"Well, yes," she nodded vigorously, cheering herself up, "In this world, I am the most worthy of Si Moli's nostalgia. I believe he will wake up, he will."

At most, he would just sleep for a few more days.

But he will eventually wake up from his dream.

The door of the operating room slowly opened, and the nurse pushed Si Moli's bed out.

He was infused with fluids and lay quietly without a trace of vitality, his eyebrows were dull, and his lips were white.

The heroic and tough Si Moli of the past was gone again.

Song Nianhe told himself over and over again that he was just asleep, and that he would open his eyes when he had had enough sleep and finished dreaming.

When the time comes, she comforts him well and assures him that he can have a second child, a third child, whatever.

Song Nianhe followed the hospital bed until he returned to the ward.

It's completely bright.

Incandescent light shines through the window.

It had only been one night, but they had obviously said their goodbyes intimately a few hours ago.

Now, we have to be separated for several days.

Song Nianhe always felt that the companionship of the past few days was like a dream, too beautiful and too unreal.

In the past few days, Si Moli was getting better and better day by day. He wanted to see her all the time, relied on her everywhere, and could even joke with her and deliberately tease her.

So vibrant and full of life.

What now?

Si Moli lay quietly again.

No, that was not a dream, that was the time he and she actually spent together, and it was something that really happened.

It was just that it was too desolate now, which made her miss the past few days extremely.

"It's just a few days... I just thought he was asleep, and he slept longer than usual," Song Nianhe said to himself, "It's nothing, it doesn't matter, I just wait for him."