Mindful

After the snowfall, the city streets were white and quiet. Liang Cheng got up first, and opened the windows for a little ventilation. The towering canopy outside was within reach, and the branches swayed and dropped a snowflake.

Qiao Yuanlin smelled the bitter cold, opened his eyes, and for a moment forgot that this was not the bedroom at home.

The expressway was cleaned and salted overnight, and Liang Cheng found out that he could leave.He asked for an extra day off from the hospital, and returned to the bedside. Qiao Yuanlin hid under the quilt with only his eyes exposed, sluggish and sleepy.

Liang Cheng scratched between his eyebrows and said, "You're so sleepy, I'm going to sleep for a while."

Qiao Yuanlin said: "Wake up and eat a meal of mutton soup."

"I'm too lazy to break the pancake for you." Liang Cheng lowered the quilt, raised Qiao Yuanlin's chin with his index finger, and paused for three or four seconds, "Are you cold?"

Qiao Yuanlin replied: "It's not cold, but it's very warm."

Liang Cheng lifted his fingertips and pressed against Qiao Yuanlin's lavender lips. He swallowed his saliva and decided, "I call breakfast in the room. Get up, we'll leave after eating."

Qiao Yuanlin said speechlessly: "Didn't you just say that you were sleeping for a while..."

Liang Cheng ignored him, got up to close the window, took the dried clothes to the bedside, and then went outside to call for breakfast.

Qiao Yuanlin got up depressed, a little confused, and sat quietly for a while with her head bowed.He got dressed and got out of bed, finally put on the cashmere coat, fumbled something out of his pocket and stuffed it into the canvas bag.

Before leaving, Liang Cheng stared at him to drink the medicine, fearing that the road would be cold, so he bought a plush blanket provided by the guest room.

Because the road was closed last night, there was a long queue at the toll booth at the intersection of the expressway. Liang Cheng held the steering wheel and kept tapping his index finger, seemingly a little impatient.

Qiao Yuanlin couldn't help but wait for the opportunity to dig up the news. He was very patient, watching a movie with his mobile phone in his hand, feeling angry and sad, and didn't notice that Liang Cheng's peripheral vision frequently glanced at him.

Once gliding on the highway, it will be much smoother. Liang Cheng concentrates on driving, and will not stop passing the service area if it is not necessary.He was addicted to cigarettes, so he simply drank one dryly.

Qiao Yuanlin's quick-witted brain became dull for a few beats, and he finally noticed something, and asked, "What's the matter, is there something wrong with the hospital?"

"It's nothing." Liang Cheng said, "I'm worried that it will snow again, so leave early to save a long delay."

Qiao Yuanlin continued to watch the movie. After a few times of distraction, he fell asleep and fell asleep. He didn't watch the second half of the plot at all.

He gradually fell asleep, with his head resting on his back, he soon became short of breath. When he woke up, he took a little short breath to take a breath.

When the next service area arrived, Qiao Yuanlin got off the car and went to the bathroom. After returning, he moved to the back row of the car, lay down under a blanket and wanted to sleep.

Setting off on the road, Liang Cheng said: "Don't sleep, we will soon reach Pinghai."

The road was slippery, and the speed of the car was not as fast as usual, Qiao Yuanlin said: "There are still two hours." He lay a pack of tissues on his pillow, "Oh, why is it more tiring than running to work for interviews?"

The cigarette holder was deformed by Liang Cheng's bite, and he spat it out and stuffed it into the trash can. He said, "Qiao Yuanlin, I'm so bored, talk to me."

Qiao Yuanlin thought for a while: "I'm smarter than Kangkang."

Liang Cheng smiled: "Well, you are smart."

The snow-covered street trees flew past by the side of the road, green and white, the carriage was quiet, Liang Cheng turned on the stereo, and played random music at a low volume.

Qiao Yuanlin closed his eyes, moved his curled legs occasionally, and the blanket slipped down with the bumps, and he repeatedly pulled it back to cover it.

Liang Cheng said: "Brother Ying sent me a message, asking if I want to go to Seafood Club tonight. He brought back old wild ginseng and a box of frozen pears."

"Let's go skiing if we have the chance. You are afraid of the cold, so remember to wear the down jacket Tian Yu gave you. By the way, when will he return to Canada?"

"When I was planning to come out of the closet, I said I would tell Yao Fu, but I didn't bother. When Uncle Qiao's attitude eased, please invite your aunt's family to get together. I wasn't here last time, so I'm going to show up this time. "

Liang Cheng kept talking, but there was no response to each sentence. Qiao Yuanlin seemed to be asleep, quietly and silently.

"Qiao Yuanlin, we're almost there."

Liang Cheng stomped on the accelerator and arrived in Pinghai half an hour earlier. Once he passed the highway intersection, he immediately repeated: "We're here, we're here."

"Hmm." Qiao Yuanlin hummed inaudibly, the blanket slid down a lot, he let go to pick it up, and finally it hung limply in the air.

Liang Cheng turned the steering wheel to overtake a taxi, and raised his eyes to look in the rearview mirror. Qiao Yuanlin was sleeping peacefully, his lips glowing abnormally.

Galloping across the Zhenzi intersection, the stereo played the next song, Liang Cheng was so agitated that he wanted to turn it off, but the familiar melody interrupted his movements.

"Qiao Yuanlin?" Liang Chengwu said to himself, "Don't you know how to sing, Rolling Red Dust."

Qiao Yuanlin didn't move at all, the hair that had been trimmed for a long time covered his forehead, Liang Cheng looked at him one by one, wanting to push him aside.

The direction of cross-country running was not Minghu Garden, nor the apartment, Liang Cheng tapped the display screen and dialed the number.

Soon someone answered: "Hello, Dr. Liang?"

Liang Cheng said, "Group Leader Wan, do me a favor."

A few minutes later, the Mercedes-Benz turned into Ningyuan Street with a roar, the engine roared, and it drove into the gate of Ruotan Hospital without hindrance.Outside the special passage on the side of the outpatient building, medical staff are already waiting.

Liang Cheng stepped on the brake, got out of the car and opened the back door, carried Qiao Yuanlin out and placed him on the transfer bed.

He bent down, lowered his head to touch Qiao Yuanlin's slightly cool cheek, and said again in a deep voice: "Honey, we're here."

In the single ward, the medicine was ticking, a few restrained breaths surrounded the bed, the sky was getting darker, and everything in the room looked paler.

Qiao Yuanlin fell into a coma for a long time, and his physical condition temporarily recovered, but he closed his eyes and refused to wake up.

Probably really exhausted, all the things these days are backlogged and tumbling, the nerves are stretched to the limit, and only in the dream can I get rid of it.

Liang Cheng didn't wear a white coat, as if he was just an ordinary family member, standing on the bedside, he stretched out his hand to brush away Qiao Yuanlin's bangs.

Two eyelashes fluttered, and a gap opened between dry lips and teeth. Qiao Yuanlin finally woke up, and he could tell where it was by smelling the smell in his breath.

He changed into a hospital gown, with an indwelling needle buried in the back of his hand, Liang Cheng stood by the bed, Qiao Wenyuan and He Jie looked at him worriedly from the other side.

"Yuan Lin?" Qiao Wenyuan called him, "What do you think?"

Qiao Yuanlin's mind was dizzy, a bit fragmented: "I remember falling asleep in the car, did I lose consciousness?"

Liang Cheng wiped his face with a towel and said, "You are just tired and slept a lot."

Qiao Yuanlin knew it well and asked, "Have you been hospitalized? How many days do you need to stay?"

Qiao Wenyuan said: "Why don't you transfer to the Third Hospital, you know the people there well, so it's convenient for me to take care of you."

Without answering the questions directly, Qiao Yuanlin looked at He Jie and said, "Is the result of the physical examination not very good, auntie, please tell me."

He Jie wouldn't fool anyone, she took his fingers and replied, "It's a little more serious than expected, but let's treat it well and perform surgery, it's okay."

Qiao Yuanlin didn't ask any more questions, just stared at the air in a daze.

The last time he came to the hospital when he was notified, Qiao Wenyuan was patrolling the wards. After finishing the tour, he remained calm, and his shoulder blades were soaked in cold sweat on his back.This time he made a concluding speech at the conference, stepped off the stage and saw the news, pulled his tie and ran all the way.

When Liang Cheng told him about the changes in his condition and symptoms, he nodded mechanically, unable to think, and felt a sense of loss in his life-long dedication to his career, probably this is the so-called "healing is difficult to heal yourself".

No, Qiao Yuanlin is heavier than his own life.

Qiao Wenyuan pulled himself together and said, "Liang Cheng told us everything, including those things in the past, and you went to see your mother."

Qiao Yuanlin asked, "Does she know that I'm hospitalized?"

"I called her." Qiao Wenyuan said, "Whether she knows it or not, I don't care if you want to test her with this. From now on, you should receive treatment and be honest with me."

Liang Cheng calmly said: "Uncle Qiao, don't blame him."

How could Qiao Wenyuan be willing at this time, but he was anxious. He understood Lin Chengbi's cruelty, but he didn't expect that Qiao Yuanlin's inheritance was better than blue.

He walked out of the ward to the corridor, He Jie followed to comfort him.

Liang Cheng sat down by the bed, propped up the pillow and gave Qiao Yuanlin a drink of water. He wasn't in a good mood, so he simply kept silent.

Qiao Yuanlin knew it well and coaxed him: "I won't transfer to the Third Hospital."

Liang Cheng didn't lift his eyes, and said in an ordinary tone that he had made a decision that could not be violated: "I won't let you go elsewhere."

Qiao Yuanlin was not afraid at all, he turned his head to the window and asked, "Do you think she will come?"

"Stop worrying about her." Liang Cheng couldn't bear it anymore, "There will be a disease discussion meeting tomorrow morning, if you don't cooperate, we will force you to be treated."

Qiao Yuanlin wanted to laugh inexplicably: "Why are you so fierce?"

Liang Cheng refused to let Qiao Wenyuan reproach him, and scolded himself: "You bastard."

Qiao Yuanlin pursed her lips, her eyes fell on the canvas bag hanging on the hanger.He really wanted to know Lin Chengbi's choice. As a son of man, he wanted to give his mother a chance to redeem her sins, which was also an end to all his emotions.

And whether the result of the test is as expected or not, he wants to reveal the truth to the world.

Qiao Yuanlin pointed at the bag and said, "If she doesn't come..."

Liang Cheng helped him get it: "What do you want?"

Qiao Yuanlin said: "There is a recording pen inside."

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