Are you sure you want to divorce me?

"..." Liang Huizhi didn't know what to say to comfort him, she knew the feeling of being full of hope but suddenly shattered, it was really a sudden loss of hope.

Wen Wenyao kept repeating, "Mom...how could this be...Mom...how could this be..." Then his hands slowly dropped, and even his eyes closed.

This sudden change also frightened Liang Huizhi's hands and feet to become cold. She couldn't help hugging Wen Wenyao even tighter, and kept calling for him.

Fortunately, the doctors were still in the ward at this time and did not go out.Seeing this, they quickly got Wen Wenyao to lie down on another bed, checked him, and concluded that Wen Wenyao didn't sleep well because he hadn't had a good rest for a long time, and he was too stimulated all of a sudden. You will pass out, and you will probably wake up in a few hours.

Liang Huizhi sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking his face, "It doesn't matter if you're dizzy...it's okay if you're dizzy...let him take a good rest...this child has been pretending to sleep under my gaze every few days. , I got up after I left. He thought I didn't know..."

"Mrs. Liang, you have worked hard during this time."

"It's not hard." Liang Huizhi turned her head to look at Han Yufeng who was still asleep, and thought to herself, this child is really hardworking.

"Doctor, what are the chances that he is awake?"

"Frankly, less than 1 percent."

"..." Liang Huizhi's hand trembled, and then she held Wen Wenyao's hand even tighter.

"One percent... one percent?"

"Yes. Most people will be judged dead immediately if their brain is deprived of oxygen for more than 6 minutes, but Mr. Han is a real miracle. I have been practicing for 20 years, and I have never seen such a strong patient. From a rational point of view, I also hope that he I can fully wake up, but this seems to be too hopeless."

"Then you said... three months..."

"There is indeed a deadline, but..."

"It's just that the probability of him waking up within three months is really only 1%?"

"you can say it this way."

"..." Liang Huizhi didn't know what to say, she just stared at the floor silently for a long time, and finally said, "Can you do me a favor?"

"Do you want me not to tell Mr. Wen?"

"...Yes. He has been looking forward to him waking up. If he suddenly finds out the news, I'm worried about him..."

"I understand. We have seen many family members of such patients. They are full of hope again and again, and disappointed again and again. They can't stand self-harm, and some commit suicide."

"...Thank you, thank you very much, doctor." This doctor is an expert from Mengguo, and usually speaks in Meng, so there is no obstacle to the communication between the two.

Doctors sometimes teach them some useful things, such as playing the music the patient likes to listen to and talking to him often, which can help him wake up quickly. Bed sores.

Every time he said this, Wen Wenyao would be very active, and sometimes he would take a small notebook and write it down.

This month is also all he is taking care of, no fake hands at all.Over time, nothing went wrong, and it even worked very well.At least thirty or forty days have passed, and Han Yufeng's thigh muscles have not shown signs of atrophy, and he has not developed a bed sore, but he has lost a lot of weight.

Wen Wenyao didn't wake up until night. When she woke up, Liang Huizhi hadn't left yet. She was sitting motionless by the bed, with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking, and she didn't even notice that her son woke up.

Wen Wenyao didn't want to move either, he just opened his eyes slightly and stared blankly at the ceiling, as if he wanted to stare it out of a hole.After a while, the memory before he passed out gradually came back, causing him to sit up from the bed all at once.But due to dizziness, he almost fell down again.

After such a while, Liang Huizhi also woke up from her thoughts.

She quickly supported him, "Xiao Yao! Are you awake? How do you feel?"

"Mom... what's wrong with me..."

"You're too tired and fell asleep. How do you feel now? Do you still want to sleep again? Let's get some rest, huh?"

"Where's Yu Feng? Mom! Where's Yu Feng?!" Wen Wenyao suddenly waved Liang Huizhi's hand away, and was about to get out of bed to look for Han Yufeng, but Liang Huizhi held her body down, "Son, don't worry! Don't worry! Yu Feng is here He's right beside you. Don't get excited, mom will help you find him, okay? Come on, slow down."

"..." Wen Wenyao gradually calmed down listening to Liang Huizhi's comforting words, and he slowly got off the bed following Liang Huizhi's strength.

He saw that Han Yufeng was still lying there quietly, no different from before he passed out.His breathing was very weak, and the rise and fall of his chest could hardly be seen under the quilt.The whole face was also much thinner, even the cheeks were sunken in, in short, it all revealed a decadent atmosphere.

But in Wen Wenyao's heart, he is still the most handsome. It would be even better if he could open his eyes.

"Mom...he can't wake up, can he?"

"..." Liang Huizhi's heart skipped a beat, and she said after a few seconds, "What are you thinking about? Didn't the doctor say..."

"Three months..."

"Um……"

"What if he still falls asleep like this after three months? You will say, one year...two years...ten years..."

"No, Yu Feng will definitely wake up, he is a strong child. Xiao Yao, that's not what you told your mother in the morning, why now..."

"I...I just...suddenly felt..."

"What do you feel? Child, Yu Feng hasn't given up yet, why do you give up?"

"...Wen Wenyao was about to say something more, but Liang Huizhi's words suddenly enlightened him."

That's right, Han Yufeng hasn't given up yet, he desperately wants to survive, and has managed to save himself from danger several times, why should he be weaker than him?

Why should you give up the hope of waking up for him?Even if his hand is moved, isn't it a kind of message from him?

"I'm sorry, Mom, I..."

"Xiao Yao, do you have enough tapes here? If not, mom will ask..."

"No need for mom, I've been telling stories to Yu Feng recently, and I won't listen to songs to him."

"Tell a story? What story?"

"Talking about our wedding, I know he wants to hear that."

"Wedding? You..."

"By the way, Mom! You are more experienced, come to our staff! That's it. I originally planned to drive a racing car to pick up Yu Feng, but now I'm afraid he won't be able to take it anymore. Do you have a better way..."

"Why do you want to drive a racing car?"

"I...Mom, you don't know, Yu Feng's racing car is really good, I admire him very much..."

"Oh? Yu Feng can still race cars? Could it be you who broke him?" Liang Huizhi's eyes widened in disbelief.