passenger

When Shi Dongdong woke up, his vision was a little blurry, and he couldn't see the person sitting in front of him clearly for a while.

He blinked slightly, and the man stood up and ran to call the doctor.

A figure in white approached his bed, pulled his eyelids away, and then another bright light came over, and that strange voice asked him, "Who are you?"

Shi Dongdong couldn't help laughing, and said: "Shi... Dongdong."

It's just that after he finished speaking, he realized that his pronunciation was somewhat difficult, and his tongue seemed to be knotted and he couldn't quite obey his control.

Fortunately, his hearing is not bad, because he heard the doctor say to the people around him, "There should be no problem. It may take two days to speak clearly. This is a normal situation of craniotomy."

The man thanked him again and again, as if sending the doctor away, and sat back beside him.

"Chen... Zhi?" Shi Dongdong finally saw the outline of those people clearly and called out.

"It's me," Chen Zhi's voice sounded dry, but as calm as ever, "Do you still remember what happened?"

"I was at... Qiao Hao's house, and then... passed out." Shi Dongdong tried hard to think for a while, and the unbearable pain of that day and Qiao Hao's last frightened face gradually emerged in his mind, and he touched his head with his hand However, Chen Zhi stopped him.

"Don't move, you just finished the operation, the tumor suddenly bleeds, and the blood clot pressed the nerve, causing you to go into shock. However, the doctor has already removed the blood clot, don't worry." Chen Zhi gently put his hand down, He comforted him calmly.

"So...you can't die, can you?" Shi Dongdong smiled and sighed.

Chen Zhi then stopped talking.

"How long have I been asleep?" After a brief silence, Shi Dongdong asked again.

"Two days." This time, Chen Zhi's answer was very short.

Shi Dongdong simply closed his eyes. He has been asleep for two days, but he has no consciousness at all. It seems that if he doesn't wake up, then...in fact, that's all.

Heavy drowsiness fell again, and he tilted his head to the side, allowing the darkness to strike.

For the next few days, Shi Dongdong kept sinking in this kind of drowsiness and waking up repeatedly.

Sometimes when he woke up he saw the pale ceiling, sometimes it was Aunt Yu's red-eyed face, sometimes it was Chen Zhi, and a few times he saw his father.Every time he woke up, what he saw didn't seem to be what he expected, so he had to close his eyes and bet in a daze what he could see when he opened his eyes next time.

It's just that he wasn't sure what he wanted to see.

Until noon that day, when he woke up again and saw Chen Zhi sitting beside him, he wanted to continue sleeping, but he couldn't fall asleep again.

"When did you transfer me to the single room?" He asked Chen Zhi, and found that he already had the strength to use a questioning tone.

"The doctor said that you need to rest after the operation." Chen Zhi got up and poured hot water for him.

"Transfer me back tomorrow, I like the previous ward." Shi Dongdong's voice was soft, but his tone was firm.

"Doctor Qiao just came to see you." Chen Zhi didn't answer his words, but just looked at him and said.

"Really..." Shi Dongdong subconsciously bit his lip, "How is he...?"

"He was very worried about you. The few times he came to see you, you fell asleep."

"He should wake me up." Shi Dongdong smiled.

In fact, during his long sleep these days, he had dreamed of Qiao Hao countless times.The Qiao Hao in the dream was either the way he was in middle school, or the way he was anxious and nervous when he fell down that day.And the last time he dreamed of Qiao Hao, he lay down beside his bed and cried bitterly. It was Qiao Hao's cry that he had never heard before, and it was so real that he felt that he was not dreaming.He looked like a soul that had left his body, watching the man beside the bed sobbing with trembling shoulders.

The crying almost made him think he was dead.

"Am I dying?" So he asked Chen Zhi.

"Don't think about it, the operation was successful, and the blood clot in your brain has been removed." Chen Zhi said in a deep voice.

"Then what about the tumor? Have you removed it together?" Shi Dongdong stroked his hand to the back of his head, all he could touch was gauze and elastic net.

"The tumor...is located in the brainstem, and surgery is risky, so the doctors decided to treat it conservatively."

"Conservative treatment," Shi Dongdong smiled again, and turned his gaze to the ceiling, "I was not prepared at all before I fell down that day. Qiao Hao's family just arrived, and I really don't want to scare them like that...I want to hold him up." The things around me knocked over a pile of things like the washbasin, and when they fell, the sky was spinning, and I didn't even have time to shout. I know Qiao Hao picked me up, but I can't say anything. You Said, if I can't wake up like this again, I will be aggrieved... I don't even have time to leave a last word."

"Don't say things like that, it's not that serious."

"People, unless you commit suicide, you die from accident or disease. If you die from an accident, there is no time to arrange your funeral, but at least the pain is short-lived. Although it is painful to die from a disease, you should be able to think about your funeral. It seems so unfair that I have to endure the pain of conservative treatment, and I can't even keep the last words I want to say, right?"

Shi Dongdong spoke lightly, but his eyes were fixed on Chen Zhi.

"It's not the last..." Chen Zhi could only speak.

……

When Qiao Hao went to see Shi Dongdong again, he had already been transferred back to the oncology ward.

He went to see Shi Dongdong with him, and his mother.

Qiao Min did keep his promise, and never mentioned any issues about his relationship with Shi Dongdong in front of his mother, but his mother was really frightened by Shi Dongdong's illness that day.She felt sorry for this young child from the bottom of her heart, and insisted that Qiao Hao bring him to visit no matter what.

That day, Shi Dongdong was sitting on the bed, seeming to be drawing, when he saw Qiao Hao walking in, he threw the drawing board aside.Seeing Qiao Hao's mother following behind, a smile immediately broke out on her face.

"Auntie!" He yelled sweetly, and then nodded to Qiao Hao.

"Dongdong, are you better? Why are you so sick..." Mother Qiao rushed forward, her eyes flushed instantly.What a wonderful child, the last time I saw her I was cooking with her, but now her head is covered, she has lost a lot of weight and is pale.

"Did you bring me something delicious?" Shi Dongdong took the thermos from Qiao's mother, looking expectant.

"Yes, yes, I made you some five-grain and yam porridge, for nourishing Qi, you can eat it while it's hot!" Qiao's mother nodded quickly, and hastily opened the lid of the thermos.

Qiao Hao stood behind his mother, unable to approach Shi Dongdong for a moment.This was the first time I saw him awake after his operation.

In Qiao Hao's eyes, Shi Dongdong was as unfamiliar as when he and his mother were talking at the dinner table. That time he was like a well-behaved and sensible boy, desperately trying to please his elders, and now he is still the same, holding his mother to make Porridge, a spoonful of it seems to taste the deliciousness of the world.

Qiao's mother watched him eat it lovingly, and he seemed to have received the care he longed for.

Qiao Hao couldn't guess how much of it was a performance, he was only worried that Shi Dongdong would vomit all over again after stuffing it like this.

He wanted to remind him several times, but he was finally defeated by Shi Dongdong's smile.

So he had no choice but to retreat to the end of the bed, and picked up the drawing board that Shi Dongdong put down.

The drawing on the drawing board made Qiao Hao frown. It was a pencil sketch that was almost finished. On the picture was the towering Eiffel Tower and the backs of two men walking side by side.

The season on the painting should be autumn, because the fallen leaves are floating all over the ground.Two men stepped on fallen leaves, one with his hands in his pockets, the other in a scarf, looking down at his feet.

Qiao Hao gently put down the drawing board, of course he knew that the person on the drawing was not himself.

When leaving the ward, Qiao Hao was with his mother.

It was rare for the mother to be silent all the way, and finally she spoke to him when she reached the elevator entrance, "It's a pity, such a young child..."

Qiao Hao was already uncomfortable in his heart, but when he heard his mother say this, he felt that the fire in his heart was about to burn.

"Mom, what are you talking about? It's not a pity, Dongdong hasn't done anything!"

"Don't lie to me, this kid has cancer, right? Last time I was at your place, I received the medicine in his schoolbag, which said it was for treating brain tumors...he lives in this same place too. First-floor ward." Qiao's mother shook her head, with sadness on her face.

"There are many types of tumors!" Qiao Hao almost shouted.

Qiao's mother was shocked by her son's unprecedented violent reaction, and her body shook, so she could only continue, "I... don't understand."

The elevator door opened at this moment, and the intern Molly walked out of it.

When she saw Qiao Hao standing at the door, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, "Teacher Qiao!"

When Qiao's mother saw Molly, she couldn't help but look at her more. She was about to ask Qiao Hao, but he pushed her into the elevator.

"Hurry up to change shifts, let's talk next time!" Qiao Hao reluctantly greeted Molly, and pressed the close button at once.