born of love

"Generally, paraplegia caused by acute myelitis is accompanied by spasticity," Dr. Liu gave his professional knowledge. "At the same time, it will be accompanied by tingling pain, especially in the spine and soles near the level of injury."

"Soles?" Even Zhang Ningchen was quite surprised this time.

"Yes, from the point of view of traditional Chinese medicine, the acupuncture points on the soles of the feet are the densest and most sensitive, so many paraplegic patients are not sensitive to temperature and touch or even have no sensation after illness, but they are more sensitive to pain," Liu said. The doctor carefully explained, "This is also another symbol of the body not being useless. Many people are encouraged by this and work hard to recover."

"But why do I feel that there is actually little effect?" Zhang Ningchen thought.

"It's true," Dr. Liu said, "No matter what happens, the spinal cord injury is irreversible, and there is no hope for a cure at present."

"So, even though I should feel pain now, I can only continue to sit in a wheelchair?" Bai Yuan grasped the point, "That's useless!"

"But this is what most people have to go through. If you don't have it..." Dr. Liu looked embarrassed.

There was a sudden silence, Bai Yuan fell back on the pillow, and replied in a dull voice: "Oh."

"Don't worry about that for now!" Zhang Ningchen snapped his fingers to wake him up, "You, what you have to do now is to take good care of your illness, don't think so much."

Although the paralysis is faked, the illness this time is real. In addition to the fact that his feet have not touched the ground in the first half of the year, his body is already much weaker than normal. Nothing can be too tiring, otherwise it is very likely that the old disease will relapse.

It's nothing, he pretended to be a paralyzed patient to let Lin Feng feel sorry for him, and he didn't care about one more disease and two diseases.

"That can't be the root cause of the disease." Zhang Ningchen looked at him and wanted to slap him. "You have a small body and a heart failure. Do you know how much effort it took to rescue you that day?!"

"Daughter-in-law," Lin Feng came back without knowing when, and walked in with arms folded, "I agree with Ningchen this time."

Hearing this meaning, Bai Yuan knew that his man hadn't heard the important part before, so he relaxed and joked: "It's really not easy to see you two working together in my lifetime."

People who study literature use the kind of words that the two of them can't understand if they don't think about it carefully.

"What's so exciting?!" Lin Feng slowly bent his knees, helped him turn over, and rubbed his warm hands to massage the muscles in his waist, and asked.

"Hmm..." Bai Yuan rolled his eyes, "Smile at the two little fools."

"Oh..." Lin Feng leaned over and kissed his cool lips, "Then it should be, you idiot, I'm tall."

Growing up so big, it was the first time Bai Yuan saw someone who was willing to admit that he was a fool. He was out of breath from laughing for a while, and he couldn't stop until the nurse came to change his eyes and gave him a stare.

At that time, Lin Feng saw that although he stopped laughing, he couldn't stop laughing. He especially hoped that this moment would become eternal, and the smile on his lover's face would never fade away.

Bai Yuan stayed in the hospital for another month due to his illness, and it was already early August when he was discharged from the hospital.

After Lin Feng signed the job in the studio, he was busy every day until late at night to sort out the previous manga, delete some useless and boring ones, and add some series of plots.

But drawing is his forte, not storytelling. When he was beaten back by the editor for the third time, he felt a little depressed, and he didn't concentrate so much when taking care of Bai Yuan.

"Husband," Bai Yuan pressed the hand he wanted to put on a sock, "it's this one."

If he hadn't stopped him himself, he would have put both socks on one foot.

"What's wrong? What's on your mind?" Bai Yuan propped his arms and pulled him to sit on the edge of the bed.

"It's nothing." Lin Feng sat down according to his intention, saying that there was nothing wrong, but his face was not in the mood.

"You are so preoccupied that you almost feel like lying to others, but you still want to lie to me?" Bai Yuan fell back on the mat and chuckled, "Tell me, maybe I can help you?"

He just said this casually, but Lin Feng's eyes lit up, and he pulled his wife into his arms: "Honey, you can really help me with this matter."

"Me?" Bai Yuan leaned in his arms, very puzzled, "What can I help you?"

Lin Feng recounted the hard work of drawing these days and the ruthlessness of editing. Unexpectedly, Bai Yuan not only showed no sympathy, but was panting with laughter.

"Do you still have a conscience!" Lin Feng complained to him, but caressed his back with his hands, afraid that he would not be able to breathe, "The capitalists are squeezing your husband's surplus value!"

"I'm laughing at you for being stupid!" Bai Yuan propped himself up a bit, and kissed him on the face, "You should have come to me earlier, it will save you a lot of trouble!"

Although Bai Yuan is an idiot when it comes to painting, he is best at telling stories.

"I'm afraid you're too tired." Lin Feng helped him to lie down and rubbed his head. "I can feel it just after being discharged from the hospital. You have more convulsions than before."

Because of the serious heart and lung damage, Bai Yuan's vital capacity is pitifully small now. Even the simple movement of sitting up has to stop and take a few breaths, let alone rehabilitation. With his current appearance, he can do nothing at all. no.

The bladder reflexes and self-care ability that were hard-earned in half a year even returned to before liberation, and Bai Yuan returned to the state of being accompanied by diapers every day.

And these are not the point, the point is that his legs, which used to jump twice when he was cold or frightened, started to cramp every morning. Lin Feng asked Dr. Liu, and the explanation he got was because of the useless body, plus one night. In a deep sleep, the legs remain rigid for too long, and a sudden movement will inevitably cause spasms.

So helping Bai Yuan get up in the morning is an extremely complicated and long process.

In this process, Lin Feng had no complaints or regrets.

"It's just to be your script designer, what's so tiresome?" Bai Yuan shook his head, and smiled slyly, "But Master Lin has to be paid!"

"Didn't I give you all my salary card?" Lin Feng covered his legs with a thin blanket, kneaded those skinny legs carefully, and looked up feeling puzzled, "How else?"

The joke was taken seriously, Bai Yuan couldn't help feeling that Lin Feng was not cute at all, he snorted, raised his face and just reached out to ask for a sample of the comics, then he controlled the wheelchair and went to the study.

"What kind of mentality does Mu Can have?"

Yu Xiaotong's illness also improved a bit. She and Zhang Ningchen moved to the building in front of Bai Yuan's house. Bai Yuan is now at home and sometimes he feels bored.

This day, Zhang Ningchen finally had a free time, and Yu Xiaotong looked good, so she said to go out to buy some vegetables, and stay away for a meal at noon.

Only now did Bai Yuan have time to ask Zhang Ningchen.

"To put it simply, it is to be immersed in an emotion of caring for others and take pleasure in it." Zhang Ningchen half-supported and half-carried him to the sofa, took the cushion and carefully supported his drooping feet, "It's kind of A very special hobby, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Bai Yuan lay on his side, thoughtful, "I'm thinking about the possibility of Lin Feng's mucang."

"Based on my observation, it's impossible for him." Zhang Ningchen replied, "If he, Mu Can, wouldn't be in love with you before you were paralyzed, and he didn't show any special attention to any type of patients, so ah , taking care of you meticulously, probably because I really love you."

"So if he admired the disabled, I probably wouldn't be so guilty now." Bai Yuan stared at the chandelier, closed his eyes, the fatigue between his eyebrows was the kind that came from the bottom of his heart, which was different from physical fatigue, "But if it is Because of love, how can you tell me to have the heart to lie to him for the rest of my life..."

"There is a saying that a lie has been told a thousand times before it becomes true." Zhang Ningchen sat down to help him prop up his upper body, which would help him breathe, "I said the day you made the decision that there was no way out. Just keep going."

Yes, what else can we do if we don't continue?Bai Yuan thought, if he confessed to Lin Feng right now, it would be as powerful as a thunderbolt on the ground. Besides, he would never be able to return to the way it was before. His legs hadn’t moved for more than half a year, and sometimes he felt numb even without the anesthetic. Can feel the feet.

Just as if he was really seriously ill, he hypnotized himself like this.

"By the way, Xiaotong doesn't know that I'm Mu Can." Zhang Ningchen saw that his gloomy face was getting less gloomy, and then said, "Stop telling me that you're showing your mouth."

"She doesn't know?" Bai Yuan was a little surprised, "Then she didn't become suspicious when you were together?"

"She had a bad life when she was a child, and it's not easy for her to get into college." When it comes to her lover, Zhang Ningchen is always very gentle. She is completely different from the image of a woman who treats outsiders in a hurry, but her smile is always mixed with some bitterness. "And she has a younger brother. With her illness, the family gradually disliked her. When I confessed to her, she hesitated for a long time before agreeing."

It is better never to have it than to have it and then lose it. Bai Yuan also deeply agrees with this principle.

"After we got together, she was also like a frightened bird. She was really terrified of my care for a while." Zhang Ningchen continued to recall, "It was only in the past two years that she was able to accept help from others calmly. If she knew that I admired Can, she would Maybe I have to think about it again, so it's better not to let her know."

I have known Zhang Ningchen for many years, if she didn't want others to know, Bai Yuan would never say a word, but although he agreed today, he felt inexplicably uneasy. , he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"You and I will be exposed sooner or later."

After Bai Yuan sorted it out, Lin Feng's first draft was approved by the teacher in the studio, and he got the first performance bonus. The two were very happy, and found a restaurant to have a good meal.