a mistake

After staying like this for another ten days, Fang Nancuo hadn't paid attention to the outside world for a long time. He didn't know what day of the week it was, but he only remembered that today was the first day of Cheng Jingming's coma.Fortunately, they were finally able to enter Cheng Jingming's ward.

Cheng Jingming was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep. His face was pale, his lips were dry, and his cheeks were sunken like a collapsed foundation.Sitting on the edge of the bed, Fang Nancuo wanted to touch Cheng Jingming's hand. Cheng Jingming's hand was always beautiful, with slender fingers and well-defined joints.Now the veins are bulging, and the old ones seem to shatter at the touch of a finger.

Fang Nancuo's eyes were red again.The good and bad things that used to be are not important at this moment, he only hopes that Cheng Jingming will wake up soon.He actually wanted to say, wake up, I can't hold it anymore.However, in the end Fang Nancuo only said softly to Cheng Jingming, "I'll wait for you."

Fang Nancuo looked up and saw the bracelet hanging on the bed, Fang Nancuo took a deep breath, he firmly believed that Cheng Jingming knew all this, and he couldn't shed tears in front of Cheng Jingming.So he got up to help Cheng Jingming tuck the quilt, and quietly left the ward.

The days that followed seemed to be less difficult.Fang Nancuo looked forward to the moment when he could enter the ward every day, that was his only expectation of the day, even if Cheng Jingming was still lying there, as long as he saw Cheng Jingming, he felt that he could survive another day.

Accompanied by the fine spring rain, Fang Nancuo was sleepless all night. He turned on a dim desk lamp and lay on the bed half asleep.He forced himself to close his eyes, but still couldn't fall asleep.He didn't sleep for a while until four o'clock.

At this time, he was awakened by a movement outside the door. Fang Nancuo was so nervous that he couldn't breathe, and his heart missed a beat.He put on a coat and rushed out, and Cheng Junhai's lounge was already full of people.

Cheng Jingpan looked at the panicked Fang Nancuo with a sallow face, hurried over and patted him on the back and explained, "It's okay, it's okay, Jingming is fine."

"Xiao Fang, sit here and drink some hot water." Cheng Junhai was surrounded by many people, his action made them immediately give way to Fang Nan.

Fang Nan walked over by mistake, slowly sat on the sofa, and looked at the people around him puzzled.

Cheng Junhai sighed, and said: "I don't know who stabbed Jingming's car accident on the Internet. Several senior executives were worried that Meixiu's stock price would fall when the market opened today, so they came to me to discuss countermeasures."

Fang Nan mistakenly knew it was a false alarm, so his expression softened a little.Cheng Junhai saw that the corners of his eyes were wet, and handed him the water glass: "It's okay, don't worry."

Fang Nan nodded his head wrongly, and his mood calmed down a lot. Seeing that the senior executives of Meixiu were all around him, he got up and said, "Then I'll go back first."

Cheng Junhai nodded, and said again: "The doctor said that Jingming is recovering, don't worry."

Cheng Jingpan followed Fang Nan out of the rest room by mistake, and found that his eyes were dark, so he said to him, "Go back to sleep for a while."

"Can't sleep. Do you smoke?"

Cheng Jingpan was taken aback, and followed Fang Nan to the top floor of the hospital by mistake.This was the first time Fang Nancuo stood outside in a long time. The distant sun slowly climbed over the roof, revealing a dazzling red light.Fang Nancuo remembered that the day he entered the hospital, it was surprisingly cold in the morning, but now even the morning breeze was warm.

The two looked into the distance side by side, and Cheng Jingpan said slowly, "I've always wanted to ask you, how have you been since we parted from Qing'an last time?"

"It's not bad. It's quite leisurely." Fang Nancuo lightly exhaled the smoke ring from his mouth.

"I really want to contact you, but I'm afraid of disturbing you. As long as you live well."

The two stopped talking, and the entrance of the hospital gradually became lively. Cheng Jingpan frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "These reporters are here again!"

Fang Nan glanced downstairs by mistake: "They are also needed for work. As long as someone doesn't make excuses, and then find out what happened last year."

Cheng Jingpan nodded, and called his assistant to give some instructions.

The two went downstairs after smoking. Cheng Junhai had already changed into his suit and was ready to go to Meixiu to preside over the overall situation to stabilize the stock market.His expression was calm, as usual.Only Fang Nancuo knew how the two supported each other and guarded the door of the ward at night.

That night, the nanny brought Cheng Mo to the hospital.I haven't seen him for a few months, Cheng Mo has grown up a lot, his soft hair is limp on his head, and there are two dimples on his chubby face.

Cheng Junhai sat on the sofa and teased her with toys. Cheng Mo didn't understand why she was taken to the hospital. She opened her eyes and looked around curiously, sizing up every stranger.

Cheng Junhai thought for a while, and called Fang Nan over by mistake.

"Xiao Fang, this is Cheng Mo, haven't you seen each other for a long time?"

Fang Nan wrongly looked at the little person sitting on the sofa and biting a toy. After a few months, she looked more and more like Cheng Jingming.Fang Nancuo sat beside her, and she patted Fang Nancuo's hand with her soft, waxy hands.

"Momo likes Mr. Fang!" the nanny said to Fang Nancuo with a smile.

Cheng Junhai raised his eyebrows and said to the nanny, "In the past few days, you should bring more Momo over here."

While speaking, Cheng Mo put down the toy in his hand, slowly climbed onto Fang Nan's wrong leg, and stared at him with big eyes.Fang Nan was stunned and didn't know what to do.He reached out to pat Cheng Mo's back, and Cheng Mo raised his head and uttered vague syllables at him.

"Xiao Fang," Cheng Junhai changed his words, "Have you ever thought about what would happen if Jing Ming couldn't wake up for the rest of his life?"

Fang Nan's heart tightened suddenly, and after looking at Cheng Junhai for a long time, he said, "I never thought about this."

Cheng Junhai nodded: "Actually, I haven't considered this issue. But I dreamed about it a few nights ago. Xiao Fang, you are still young, what are your plans?"

Fang Nancuo didn't know how to speak for a moment. He never thought that Cheng Jingming would not wake up one day. He retorted anxiously: "The doctor said that Jingming is recovering well, and now it's just a matter of time."

"As a father, of course I believe that my son wakes up. But I can't watch you haggard day by day. People always have to look forward."

Fang Nancuo pursed his lips and said after a long time, "I don't know."

Cheng Junhai got up and sat next to Fang Nancuo, and while playing with Cheng Mo, he said: "People always have to find a hope to survive. I am cautious and like to prepare for the worst. I hope you can come out, no matter what Whether Jingming will wake up, you have to be fine."

"Uncle, thank you." Fang Nancuo did not expect that Cheng Junhai would confide in him. No matter whether Cheng Jingming would wake up or not, life must go on. Always face forward.

"I'm very grateful for Cheng Mo's arrival, otherwise I really don't know if I can hold on."

"Cheng Mo is very cute, like Jing Ming and her mother."

Cheng Junhai spoke earnestly and said to Fang Nancuo: "Smoking less in the future, I remember you had lung disease."

"I see." Fang Nancuo took a deep breath, knowing that it was time to quit smoking.