born of love

Going back to the starting point of arriving in Lhasa, Bai Yuan said that he wanted to see the stars in Lhasa again before returning. Lin Feng saw that he was in good spirits these past few days. Although he caught a cold the day before yesterday, it was nothing serious, so he didn't take it seriously and nodded. agreed.

Although Lhasa is the most densely populated place in Tibet, it didn't take long to drive away from the city center before the roadside became desolate.After getting out of the car, Lin Feng took a few photos with his SLR camera, then dragged the portable stool in the trunk and sat beside Bai Yuan.

The feeling of snuggling up to each other for warmth makes people feel very at ease, just listening to the wind in the valley, listening to each other's heartbeat, the indescribable tranquility.

Before coming, it was what he wanted in his heart, but after he came, he was reluctant to leave. Only then did Lin Feng understand why although the conditions here are poor and life is not easy, there are still many people who go and come back and even never leave.

Suddenly, an old man came from a distance, dressed in a robe with Tibetan characteristics, holding a prayer wheel and reciting the six-character mantra in front of them.

Lin Feng got up and saluted with clasped hands, and greeted the old man in Mandarin Chinese and poor Tibetan he had just learned.

The man had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and although he was very old, he looked clear-eyed. He bowed his head in return, saw Bai Yuan and the wheelchair under him, and suddenly held the prayer wheel in both hands, and handed it to Lin Feng.

The prayer wheel of the Tibetans is a symbol of chanting scriptures to eliminate karma, and is an indispensable thing for Tibetans. The prayer wheel in the hands of the old man can be seen to be old, exquisite in workmanship, small and exquisite.

Lin Fengwan did not dare to accept such an expensive gift, and hastily bowed his head to decline.

The old man is not good at Mandarin, so he just repeated repeatedly: "Fate, send you off, safe."

Bai Yuan took it with both hands, bowed with difficulty at the maximum angle allowed by the wheelchair restraints, and said sincerely, "Tu Ji Qi."

That means thank you in Tibetan.

It's been a long time since we came out. Considering that we have to drive the next day, Lin Feng tidied up and prepared to go back to the hotel with Bai Yuan. Then he thanked the old man and said goodbye.

Hang the prayer wheel on the rearview mirror, and as the car bumps, the prayer wheel also turns around, like the hand of an old man is still gently shaking, accumulating blessings and eliminating karma.

In fact, there are many car-mounted prayer wheels in the city. They are small and beautiful, but compared with this simple and unpretentious prayer wheel, they lack the most important thing.

"Faith." Bai Yuan looked in the rearview mirror at the Tibetan who clasped his hands together to bless him and himself, and waved behind him until their car drove far away. His eyes were sore, but his heart was warm. He returned Looking at Lin Feng who was slowing down on the rough road, he rubbed his fingers over and said softly, "Tibetans believe in Buddhism, and I believe in loving you."

I love you so clearly and so firmly.

I love you, how warm and brave you are.

I don't care how hurt my heart is, how flustered my love is, or what others think.

Love is a kind of faith, bring me to your side.

The car drove all the way to Binhai City, and Bai Yuan finally fell ill before reaching the door of his house.

In fact, Chuchu’s problem was not serious. When we were in Lhasa, we only coughed twice, and there was no sign of fever. Lin Feng stayed by Bai Yuan’s side all day, and he didn’t find any serious altitude sickness, but it was normal when he returned to the altitude. After that, he began to feel weak, lazy, and didn't want to move.

At first, he thought it was the drunken oxygen phenomenon caused by the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular not adapting to such a pressure change, but Lin Feng didn't pay much attention to it, but the more he walked back, the more Lin Feng felt that something was wrong.

Bai Yuan started to lethargy, his face sweated from time to time, his hands unconsciously drew circles on his chest, and he didn't bring a heart rate monitor when he went out, but Lin Feng could feel his heart beating extremely disorderly with a stopwatch.His heart flustered all of a sudden, and he drove to the hospital just after entering the elevated highway in Binhai City before he could go home.

Zhang Ningchen had already called Zhang Ningchen in the car, and he briefly described Bai Yuan's condition on the phone. Zhang Ningchen also felt that the situation was not very good, so he comforted him by saying that he and the doctor had prepared at the entrance of the hospital in advance, and asked him to drive properly over thinking.

Bai Yuan woke up from more than ten hours of sleep at this time, and asked in a daze, "Are you home?"

Lin Feng was on the verge of normal driving and speeding, distractedly replied: "Hurry up."

Feeling more relaxed, Bai Yuan felt refreshed, but felt that this road was wrong: "This is not the way home!"

"You don't feel well, let's go to the hospital for a checkup first." Lin Feng patted his hand that was placed aside, "It's fine."

The time to speak also reached the hospital where Bai Yuan had lived before, the stretcher was at the side, and Lin Feng didn't even have time to stop the car before he saw the medical workers rushing up.

"Ningchen, what are you doing..." When Bai Yuan was carried down, he felt like making a fuss out of a molehill.

But before he finished speaking, he felt dark and fainted.

It was three days later when I woke up again.

When Bai Yuan opened his eyes, he was confused for a moment, thinking that he had traveled through time and suddenly reached a few dozen years old. He looked sideways at Lin Feng's bloodshot eyes, opened his mouth, and made no sound.

The man's eyes were full of emotions, and he put his hand on his hand: "Don't talk, the doctor said that you have pulmonary edema and myocarditis caused by long-term hypoxia and low immunity. "

He hid a part and didn't say anything. The doctor said that Bai Yuan's physical condition was special. Even if he recovered from the disease, his heart and lung function would be greatly damaged, and it was impossible for him to recover to the previous level.

But this is not the time to talk about those things, the important thing is to make Bai Yuan get well soon.

"Yo, are you awake?" Zhang Ningchen came in wearing a white coat, and interrupted their affectionate gaze with a chuckle.

It's not that Bai Yuan has never seen her wearing a white coat or does not know that she is studying medicine, but seeing her walk in at this time with a medical record in her hand, he feels an indescribable sense of time travel.

Sensing his wife's doubts, Lin Feng explained in a low voice: "Ningchen will intern in this hospital for a year, and you are her patient now."

The people under the sheet were obviously relieved, Bai Yuan let go of the most disturbing thing in his heart, and his eyelids became heavy again.

"Sleep well," Zhang Ningchen adjusted his drip speed, and comforted him softly, "I will make arrangements, don't worry."

This seemed to be a secret word between the two, and also a signal for hypnosis. Bai Yuan let out a short breath under the oxygen mask, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Lin Feng tucked the quilt for him, his expression darkened.

"Hey, how long do you plan to stay here?" Zhang Ningchen dragged a chair beside him and poked him, "Now you are awake and out of danger, go back and rest."

"I want to guard him here," Lin Feng couldn't bear to leave his eyes from his lover's face covered by an oxygen mask, "I will guard him firmly."

"If you keep guarding like this, Bai Yuan will be unsteady. Let me ask you both to stop being so stubborn." Zhang Ningchen unceremoniously gestured up and down the clothes on his body that hadn't been changed in three days, " Looking at your current appearance, is it possible that I have to come to rescue you later?"

Knowing that she was telling the truth, Lin Feng sighed and buried his face in his hands: "It's all my fault..."

"What's your fault? Going to Tibet was a decision made by the two of you together," Zhang Ningchen sighed, and her tone slowed down a little. "Aren't all of you liberal arts students so sentimental? According to this calculation, Dr. Liu and I are also responsible Ah, we were the ones who said Bai Yuan could go."

"That's different." Lin Feng turned his head, the tiredness in his eyes pierced his heart, "You just said that he can go, but I insisted on dragging him to go."

"Okay, Bai Yuan also wants to go on his own. If he doesn't want to, he won't go no matter how much you drag him," Zhang Ningchen disagreed. Let's take good care of him and let him get well soon, which is much more useful than blaming yourself here."

"I know," Lin Feng smiled, rubbed his face to make himself look more energetic, "How are you and Xiaotong?"

"She was hospitalized recently..." Zhang Ningchen's voice was also a little low.

"What's going on?" Lin Feng looked at her sideways, frowning, "Have you been tired recently?"

"My mother went to look for her." Zhang Ningchen breathed a sigh of relief, pinching the bridge of her nose hard, "She fell ill after she left."

"Why didn't you tell us when it happened?" Lin Feng was a little flustered.

"It's useless to tell you." The girl smiled and looked at him, "You are already too busy to take care of yourself, but I can still handle it."

"Can……"

"You still have the heart to worry about me?" Zhang Ningchen interrupted him from continuing to ask, "If you really have this heart, go back to sleep quickly, and come and replace me after you have rested. I have to stay with Xiaotong at night."

"Then...well," Lin Feng agreed, "Thank you."

"Go now," Zhang Ningchen waved his hand to express his impoliteness, and then ordered, "Don't drive, take a taxi back."

After staying in the hospital for about a week, Bai Yuan was allowed to take off the oxygen tube and lean on the raised nursing bed to breathe on his own.At that time, it had entered the hottest July in Binhai City, and the outdoor temperature could reach [-]°C, but it was miraculous that there was still a gloomy drizzle outside the window, as if the heat on the ground was steaming into the sky Such a cycle of drifting down again is unbearable for healthy people, let alone a patient like Bai Yuan.

"I want to go out for a walk." Bai Yuan begged Lin Feng and his attending doctor.

"No," said the attending doctor, a serious professor surnamed Li, with his gray hair combed back meticulously. He put the test sheet in the hands of the intern behind him, and refused righteously, "The temperature outside is too high now. Your cardiopulmonary function has not yet returned to a healthy level, and you are in a special situation. Patients with high paraplegia cannot voluntarily sweat below the level of injury, and you are extremely prone to abnormal body temperature and other diseases in this weather."

"But it's really boring to lie here all day," Bai Yuan said in a low voice, unwilling to be rejected like this, "and I can only lie on my back these days, my back hurts..."

Dr. Liu, as the attending doctor of his orthopedics department, was coming over for a consultation. Hearing this, his eyebrows relaxed, and his tone was a little happy: "Can you feel the pain?"