Weak beauty o dribbling the ball to find his wife

In the middle of the night, Mu Xing went in for two or three hours without any news. Instead, there was a sudden sound of brakes outside the hospital, and many cars stopped at the door.

After a while, many people came to the door, and the heavy footsteps in front of them could not be mistaken, it was Li Wei who watched him day and night.

"Shen Chen." Li Wei no longer called himself A Chen like his grandfather, and Shen Chen knew the reason why the other party came here at this time.

"What's the matter?" Shen Shen raised his head, and returned to that cold look, without any trace of tenderness.

"Who is she?" Li Wei pointed to the emergency room.

"What does it have to do with you?" Shen Shen said lightly.

At this moment, the atmosphere was a little frozen, and a blue vein popped up on Li Wei's forehead.

"I think you should know." She clenched her fists tightly, and the group of people behind her also made a gesture of preparation, "President Shen called me here, and this question was also asked by President Shen."

She repeated: "Who is she?"

"You don't have the right to know." Shen Shen stood up suddenly, still dripping from the rain, "Take me to see you Mr. Shen."

She was talking about Mr. Shen, not grandpa.

Li Wei narrowed his eyes dangerously after hearing this, "Chen Chen, you should know that you are not the only capable junior in the Shen family, don't you understand what to do and what not to do?"

It is precisely because he knows what to do that Shen Chen appears here instead of continuing to pretend to be an obedient child.

"I know it all."

She folded Mu Xing's coat neatly in her arms and put it on the chair, raised her legs and walked out first, looking back at the group of people standing there.

"What? Won't you go?"

Mu Xing was lying on the operating table, and Yang Yi and other doctors saw the bruises all over her body.

"What's going on?" The chief surgeon took the tool from Yang Yi, "Domestic violence?"

According to Yang Yi's understanding, the time Mu Xing and Shen Chen met was not enough for domestic violence, and these scars were caused by other reasons.

She looked at Mu Xing's scars, most of them were pinched or bitten, and there were some thin knife wounds, which were not severe, but they should be very painful.

With injuries all over his body, he only avoided Weilong's stomach and his back which couldn't be reached by hand.

"She is..." Thinking of that possibility, Yang Yi lowered his eyebrows and was speechless.

Thinking back to Mu Xing's performance before, he was cautious, inferior, timid, numb, and often sunk in divergent trance, sandwiched between reality and fantasy of escaping from reality, and he couldn't get up or down.

Yang Yi knew a little more about mental illness than ordinary people.

Not because of being a doctor, but when I was studying, a friend with a good relationship also suffered from this type of disease. In an instant, he changed from being cheerful and good to being depressed all day long. Psychologically, he was almost an old man, and he had no energy to do anything. , just want to sleep and escape from everything.

It took her a lot of effort to pull her friend back from the brink of death. The spontaneous desire for death is much more terrifying than homicide.

Later, she didn't know what happened to her friend. Once she graduated and parted ways, her friend hid in a certain place where no one knew, quietly making no noise, and even Yang Yi, who was closest to her, couldn't get any news from him.

Seeing such similar scars again, Yang Yi, who has graduated and become a nurse, feels complicated.

"Surgery first, let's talk about it after the injury."

Mu Xing's condition is not very good, the operation can only be carried out as much as possible, and whether the child can be kept after that depends on her.

The operation was decided by Yang Yi. At that time, she made a plan. She took it and walked outside the emergency room to look for Shen Chen. Mu Xing's coat was placed on the chair, but the person who was supposed to be holding the coat disappeared.

Sure enough.

Yang Yi smiled mockingly, turned around and closed the door, and wrote "absent" on the spouse column. The two bright words made the hearts of those who had the same experience ache.

Mu Xing never woke up.

Her physical indicators were normal, and she would wake up at any time, but after waiting for almost a week, she dangled the nutrient solution, and just lay there like a dead person.

The doctor can only say that it is possible to take a brain CT scan, but Mu Xing is pregnant.

Yang Yi knew that her willingness to be unconscious was nothing more than to escape the empty real life.

That alpha never appeared again.

Just in the first week after the operation, Yang Yi sat beside Mu Xing's bed, looked at that pale and clean face, recalled his youth before, sighed softly, and looked out the window melancholy.

A pair of sparrows, gray and autumnal, standing together on the branch of a tree after the rain, you sing and me, very affectionate.

Mu Xing's eyelashes trembled, but he didn't open his eyes.

"Xiao Mu." Yang Yi said helplessly, "It's better to get up, open your eyes, look around, and live hard."

No one had ever said such words of encouragement to Mu Xing. She lay quietly, feeling a little happy in her heart, and she still had a sense of responsibility that if she didn't live well, she would be sorry for the words of encouragement.

She hasn't opened her eyes for a long time, and she hasn't tried to move her fingers for a long time. Every movement of her is stiff, her legs are still numb, and her head is empty, as if she doesn't feel numb either.

The white light and the sunlight outside the window made her close her newly opened eyes immediately, and moved her dry lips to say something.

Looking at the shape of her mouth, Yang Yi said, "Sister, I'm sorry."

People like them with mental illness and low self-esteem, don't they all like to apologize?

Yang Yi thought of his childhood friend. In a sense, she overlapped with Mu Xing, both of whom were so fragile.

Facing her friend, she rolled her eyes angrily, "What are you apologizing for? Isn't it pretty good when it rains in the middle of the night?"

Mu Xing moved her fingers, and tried to raise her arm again, her saliva moistened her throat, and she really said, "I'm sorry."

Her arms could be lifted, she gently stroked her lower abdomen, the slight swelling was still there, the little bean sprouts...

"The child is fine." Yang Yi noticed her movements, "But your matter is serious."

Mu Xing looked at her, at this time, it was noon, there were only two of them in the ward, one was lying down and the other was sitting.

Yang Yi sat and bent down, and asked Mu Xing seriously from a distance not too far away: "Are you suffering from depression?"

She was speaking very seriously, without mocking.

Mu Xing's body froze, and he hurriedly looked away and denied: "No, no, it's not depression. I, I just, feel sad very easily."

A long time ago, the doctor also said that she was suffering from depression, a kind of mental illness, which was already very serious and needed to be controlled by drugs, but she didn't want to add another mental patient to the attribute of a fool.

She didn't want to admit that she was depressed.

Besides, even if it is, what can be changed?It just makes him look more pitiful and ridiculous.

Yang Yi remembered that her friend was also like her, unwilling to admit that she was a depression patient.

An admitted "yes" completely separates them from the world of normal people.

As depressed patients, they should get along with people who are also mentally abnormal. The normal world no longer exists, and anything that seemed normal before has become different after confirming that they are sick.

Mu Xing turned her face sideways and put her eyes on the table beside it. There was a little golden sunlight on the table, and she didn't know whether it was warm or dazzling in her eyes.

Yang Yi was silent with her, not knowing what to say.

She never knew what to do with such a person.

They always show stubbornness and strength that are completely inconsistent with their fragility, and because of a strange inferiority complex, they dare not accept the kindness of others.

"What are you going to do next?" Yang Yi smoothed the broken hair behind Mu Xing's ears, "The doctor said you need to rest."

Mu Xing still had more than 100 yuan, and Yang Yi helped pay for the medical expenses. After Shen Shen and Li Wei left that night, they never came again.

Yang Yi hadn't told Mu Xing about this matter yet, Shen Shen was wet all over, hugging her who was also wet, and rushed into the hospital on a rainy night, as if the dawn was trying to break through the darkness, but unfortunately the day was covered by dark clouds, everything was in vain.

"I don't know..." Mu Xing replied in a low voice.

At this time, the advertisement broadcast on the TV in the ward ended, and a burst of cheerful and abrupt opening song sounded in such silence, attracting the attention of the two of them.

"The patient in the bed next to you likes to watch this kind of entertainment gossip news." Yang Yi said while standing up to get the remote control, "Do you watch anything else? Or just watch this?"

Mu Xing saw that the screen changed from the hostess to some grand banquet scene.

"Today's engagement banquet between Shen's crown prince Shen Shen and Huang's little princess Huang Li was held at XX Hotel in the city center. There were many guests, including bigwigs from all walks of life. They rushed to offer their best wishes to the two. Let's take a look at the scene."

The camera turned to the hall, where Shen Shen was holding Huang Li's hand, standing on the stage, surrounded by noisy laughter, as bright as today's sunny weather.

The resplendent and resplendent brilliance shone through the screen in the ward where Mu Xing was staying, making the fragile whiteness more mottled.

"Don't watch." Yang Yi turned off the TV.

Mu Xing still looked at the blacked out screen.

Her heart was numb with pain, and her head became numb as well. She went blank and couldn't think about anything, so that she didn't realize that Yang Yi knew about her relationship with Shen Shen.

"What are you going to do next?"

Yang Yi sat beside her and looked at her, as if she would break down and cry the next second if she didn't guard her every step.

Mu Xing still has more than 200 yuan, which is all his belongings.

She has already said "I don't know". In such a predicament, for her, saying "I don't know" cannot escape reality.

From childhood to adulthood, she needs to face all the difficulties in this world alone. When other children have the help of their parents and partners, she always grows up by herself, stumbling like this.

Up to now, someone suddenly said to help her, like a fragile dream, afraid to accept it for fear of breaking it if touched.

So when Yang Yi sighed and said: "Then you come to my house to stay for two days, at least wait until Xiaodou Sprout's condition gets better before making other plans." Mu Xing subconsciously just wanted to refuse.

"No, no, thank you sister, but I have somewhere to go, don't worry."

Mu Xing has nowhere to go, she is only here alone.

Relatives came to Yang Yi's house in the past few days, which is actually very inconvenient. Although it is said that they can barely accommodate them, no matter for relatives or Mu Xing, such hospitality is not serious.

"Really?" Yang Yi confirmed.

Mu Xing didn't want to trouble Yang Yi, let alone disappoint Yang Yi.

She nodded sincerely, "Well, really."

She thought, there is always a way to survive, and even if there is no way, it is not a bad thing. Living like this is more exhausting and bitter than happy.

If you can close your eyes and rest, maybe open them again, the world will become a little gentler.