I just want to tease the general

In the high-end ward, the wooden walls are full of nobility and luxury, the windows are opened at 45 degrees, a gust of breeze blows, and the curtains move rhythmically, like a dancing girl.

The person on the white hospital bed had jet-black hair hanging down on the pillow.The gorgeous face was pale and bloodless, her eyes were tightly closed, and her curled eyelashes were like a paused butterfly.The nostrils are firm, and the thin lips form a straight line.

If it weren't for the equipment at the bedside, it would be like a picture of Sleeping Beauty, delicate and unforgettable.

His white and slender hands were exposed outside the quilt, and the sensor clip on his fingers corresponded to the value of the bedside instrument, which seemed to be the only evidence that he was still alive.

A beautiful woman pushed the door open, and the sound of high heels hitting the floor resounded "duk-duk" in the empty ward, with a bit of anxiety and helplessness.

The woman put the satchel aside, sat on the chair beside the bed, her eyes were slightly red, she took his bare hand and held it in the palm of her hand like a treasure.

She whispered everything recently, but the person on the bed didn't respond at all.

She raised her hand to touch his face, bit her lower lip with her white teeth, and said in a trembling voice:

"Ah Jing, it's my mother who is sorry for you. If I had stopped your father at that time, there would have been no car accident. Mom begs you to wake up, wake up... okay?"

"Ajing..."

The woman covered her mouth tightly, tears streaming down her face.She was lying on the hospital bed, her shoulders shrugged.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of whimpering resounded in the ward, sad and desolate...

I don't know what kind of cosmetics the woman used, but half of her exquisite makeup has not changed.

The wind outside the window stopped, and the curtains retracted the raised skirt.

"Knock-knock-knock" knocked on the door.

The woman raised her hand to wipe away her tears, straightened her back, took a deep breath, and suppressed her sobs.In an instant, he returned to his noble appearance when he came in, and stepped on his high heels to open the door.

The person on the bed seemed to feel something, the exposed fingers moved slightly, as if it were an illusion.

Beep—the piercing sound of the instrument sounded.

The woman's hand that opened the door paused, her eyes widened in astonishment, and she desperately ran back to the hospital bed, pressing the call bell again and again.Fear tore into her delicate features, and screams broke her long-held decorum.

"Doctor...Doctor..."

At this moment, a heart-piercing sound resounded through the entire floor.

Doctors and nurses swarmed in, and the attending doctor issued orders calmly and decisively.

The woman was squeezed out of the circle, her hands were trembling, as if she wanted to grab something; her eyes were full of panic, guilt and fear, seeing the doctor's first aid again and again, she tightly covered her mouth, her noble face Tears fell down in strings, soaking her sleeves.

She stood aside in embarrassment, staring at the person on the bed.

After a lot of chaos, the equipment finally returned to normal, and the doctor snatched the man back from the hands of death again, but he didn't know whether it was right or wrong.

The doctor took off the mask, turned around and helped the woman who had fallen to the ground to sit on a chair.He was silent, unable to utter words of comfort.

He sighed, and said in a rather solemn tone: "Madam Qi, you'd better prepare for the worst about Young Master Qi."

"Doctor Wang, what do you mean?" Mrs. Qi hurriedly stood up, grabbed Dr. Wang's hand in a panic, her tone was quite panicked, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

"When we gave the patient first aid just now, we found that the patient's organs were failing. This is not a good thing. I believe you should understand." Dr. Wang wanted to withdraw his hand, but unfortunately he didn't.

"How could it be! How could it be exhausted? Why! Tell me why! Ah Jing is only full, he is only eighteen... woo..." Her child is only her A Jing!

He is still so young, at the best age of youth, how could it be!She doesn't believe it, she doesn't believe it!

She looked at Dr. Wang beggingly, hoping that she was just hallucinating, and that her Ah Jing would wake up and everything would be fine!

The little nurse next to her couldn't bear to watch, she tilted her head just to meet the exposed fingers of "Ah Jing", she said excitedly: "Doctor Wang, Doctor Wang, the patient moved his finger just now."

Surprise flashed in Dr. Wang's eyes, and he immediately turned to check the patient's eyes, then turned to the person next to him and said, "Redo the items that were checked just now."

Mrs. Qi was so stunned that she forgot to cry, and even forgot to wipe the tears hanging on her face. She clasped her hands tightly together, her eyes fell on "Ah Jing", and then on Dr. Wang eagerly, for fear of missing anything.

Dr. Wang looked at the data, frowned into the word "Chuan", shook his head again and again in disbelief, confirmed it several times, and said in surprise and excitement: "This is the first time I have encountered this situation."

"Doctor Wang, how are you? How is Ah Jing?" Mrs. Qi clenched her fingers, stepped forward to check "Ah Jing", and then hurriedly turned her head to look at Doctor Wang earnestly.

Dr. Wang was silent in the sea of ​​researching medicine. Hearing Mrs. Qi's voice, he remembered the identity of the person in the hospital bed, and instantly regained his composure.

He restrained the urge to do some research, and smiled, "It's amazing that all his functions recovered at that moment just now. According to the current situation, he has a high chance of being awake."

"really?"

Doctor Wang nodded again.

Madam Qi breathed a sigh of relief. She slumped on the chair and thanked Dr. Wang again.

Dr. Wang waved his hand, saying that this is the doctor's duty, and he reminded the precautions again.

Mrs. Qi thanked her, got up and sent Dr. Wang out.

A group of people left in a mighty manner, and Mrs. Qi returned to the side of the hospital bed. She stretched out her hand to hold the hand that was exposed and had distinct knuckles.

The cold temperature made her very uneasy, and she didn't want to let go until the hand in her palm felt warm.

"Ah Jing, you must wake up..."