God said I would meet you

In the middle of the night, the city has fallen asleep, but the hospital is extremely lively.

After entering the emergency room, the injured were pushed away. Lin Jinyu was taken outside the department together with the parents of the injured child, and listened to the medical staff responsible for receiving the family members to explain the situation.

Those parents were nothing more than small businessmen selling cold noodles on the streets of Shanghai. They closed their stall at night, and when they pushed the cart home, they neglected the child and let a child of a few years old have fun on the road. Who knew this would happen.

It would probably be a disaster for both parties.

Lin Jinyu didn't dare to look at them. In fact, he didn't dare to look at anyone. His whole mind was numb and he couldn't process any information. The ordinary light blue door of the hospital seemed to lead to another dimension, maybe heaven, maybe hell.

"Family members must keep calm and don't panic," the doctors and nurses kept reassuring them: "We are doing our best to rescue them now. For now, life should be safe. Don't panic, including when you go in to see after the examination is finished. , try to be as calm as possible in front of the patient, and don’t give him any negative emotions, the doctor will tell you about the specific injury after the results come out.”

The middle-aged couple obediently agreed, and Lin Jinyu saw the mother leaning on her husband, clasping her hands together, asking which bodhisattva to bless her.

If only someone could bless them.

"Where are the family members of the two in the car accident?"

Finally, the door opened.

Lin Jinyu and the couple went up to meet each other. Several doctors and nurses came out from the door. Those who went to get the medicines took the medicines, and those who pushed the instruments. .

The child and Zhang Xinli were arranged at the two ends of the ward, surrounded by a lot of people and instruments. Lin Jinyu followed the doctor quickly and saw some medicine or water hanging in Zhang Xinli's hand. The yellow-green line on the meter showed a steady peak every second.

Zhang Xinli opened his eyes, but his rough breathing and the wrinkles between his brows still showed his pain.

The doctor signaled Lin Jinyu to follow him, lifted a corner of the thin quilt, took off the pen in his breast pocket, tapped Zhang Xinli's palm, and said, "Make a fist," he said, "Try to hold this pen, it can do it." Are you there?"

Lin Jinyu stood in the shadow of the doctor, staring at Zhang Xinli on the hospital bed intently. Zhang Xinli took a breath, his fingertips trembled slightly, and then he slowly squeezed the ballpoint pen, but it was obviously not "holding". With such strength, if the doctor let go at this moment, it is hard to say whether the pen will fall to the ground.

"Doctor..." Lin Jinyu's heart was beating wildly. From the moment he got into the car, his heart rate had never dropped below 100 beats per minute: "What does this mean?"

The doctor didn't speak, but continued to lift the quilt, and tapped Zhang Xinli's tendon-developed calf with a pen again: "Do you feel it? Move it. If it hurts and you can't move your calf, move your toes."

Lin Jinyu looked back, Zhang Xinli gasped for a few times, and seemed to do his best to follow the doctor's instructions, but almost only the first four toes were bent, and it was very slow and difficult.

The doctor put the quilt back without saying anything, and then motioned Lin Jinyu to go with him: "As you saw just now, the flexibility of the lower limbs is not as good as that of the upper limbs. Combined with external bruises and hematomas, we speculate that the spine has an impact injury."

The spine and the spinal cord enclosed by it are the messengers between the body and the brain. The moment Lin Jinyu heard the doctor's words, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Give him a look, and said: "Don't do this, keep calm first, it's just speculation now."

The doctor will keep telling the family members to stay calm, after all, there is already one lying inside, and the people outside must stand strong.

"It means..." Lin Jinyu knew that doctors usually put their words in a more tactful way. They did this when they wrote things in his medical records. In order to stabilize the patient's mood and enhance the confidence in treatment, he would write lightly if he could. He understood the meaning of those words. Meaning: "meaning...he might be unconscious and unable to move, right?"

"I still feel a slight feeling now," the doctor said, "I haven't completely lost my muscle strength."

But the muscle strength is very small, maybe only one or two grades.

Lin Jinyu hardly knew what to say, why did it happen... why Zhang Xinli... He remembered the moment when he fell, the dizzying moment, Zhang Xinli's hands protecting his eyes and the back of his head, and the hug that was so tight that he couldn't break free, If possible, he would like to lie here instead of him.

"The next step is to push him to have an MRI," the doctor said. "We still have to wait for the results of the examination for the specific situation. At that time, please help to inform... who are you?"

"I..." Lin Jinyu said, "I'm his younger brother."

"Then inform your parents. It's best to have an immediate family member here." The doctor put the pen back in his pocket and said a few words to make him wait at ease: "You must keep calm and don't say too much in front of the patient." More, try to give him positive emotional feedback, we will push the person away first, you go to settle the ambulance fare inspection fee, the result will come out in a few hours."

It takes 2-5 minutes to do the MRI, and more than 6 hours to wait for the results. Lin Jinyu watched a group of people push Zhang Xinli away, he was a little dazed, and sat on a chair in the corridor with his waist bent.

The child was also being rescued. Until now, Lin Jinyu didn't know whether it was a boy or a girl he hit. The medical staff came and went. He learned from a few words that the child was not run over because of his desperate turn, and was lifeless. Dangerous, but the right hand or foot is broken, and there seems to be an open wound.

Selling cold noodles on the streets of Shanghai is all hard-earned money. After Zhang Xinli, the child was also pushed away without knowing what to do for examination. The couple finally had the energy to come over and talk to him about the medical expenses.

It was Lin Jinyu and the others who bumped into each other. Without saying anything else, the husband and wife passed the bill in front of him, asking him to pay the fee.

Lin Jinyu wiped her face, stood up, folded the two slips together, turned around to pay the money without saying a word.

Soon, Zhang Xinli was pushed back to the ward, and Lin Jinyu sat beside him, still not saying a word, only feeding him some water occasionally, Zhang Xinli didn't have the strength to speak, the severe pain spread from the lower back to the whole body, and the whole body It felt like being smashed into two pieces by a heavy hammer, and the whole torso seemed to be constantly pricked by countless tiny needles.

6 hours seemed as long as 6 years. Lin Jinyu's mind was in a mess. The bed next to him was empty. The nurse reminded him that he could be accompanied by an unoccupied bed, but he didn't fall asleep for a second in the whole 6 hours. Lin Jinyu He made a lot of assumptions, thinking about what to do in case the result is bad, what to do in case a letter is really hurt, and he really can't move from now on, he doesn't know.

He opened his eyes and watched the night outside the window getting darker to the extreme, and watched the morning star rise, and the sky brightened little by little.

The husband and wife took turns taking care of the child. At seven o'clock in the morning, Lin Jinyu, who had been sleepless all night, washed his face in the hospital pool, looked at Zhang Xinli, who barely closed his eyes until dawn, and went out to buy millet porridge.

"Where have you been?" Zhang Xinli had been lying down all night, and now he seemed to be in better spirits. Lin Jinyu fed him some water, opened the disposable lid, and said, "I'll buy you breakfast."

"How is the child?"

"Stop talking," Lin Jinyu was confused, but calm on the face, wiped his face with a wet tissue and fed him skillfully: "The fracture is not life-threatening, don't think about anything else, I will take care of it. "

The so-called "handling" probably means losing money. He can't replace the child or Zhang Xinli to bear the pain. All he can do is express his apology sincerely and try his best to make financial compensation. Zhang Xinli said: "There is no money for medical expenses."

"I have money," Lin Jinyu fed him half a bowl of porridge, shaved his face with the back of his hand, and said, "Don't think about it, you will be fine."

Zhang Xinli only thought that he was comforting himself, Lin Jinyu asked him to sleep for a while, and sat there while holding his phone and texting for a long time. At that time, he really thought that if Zhang Xinli couldn't move anymore, he would be willing to support him for the rest of his life.

The cell phone number of Zhang Xinli's parents is displayed in the phone book. The test result has not yet come out. He doesn't know whether to call it. If he does, what should he say? Zhang Xinli is an only child, how should he tell his parents? this matter?Tell the truth, or tell another lie.

He just sat like this, thinking a lot, until Zhang Xinli woke up at some point and called his name.

Lin Jinyu regained her senses, turned around immediately, leaned over with her arms half propped up on the bed, and Zhang Xinli was lying there, also watching him quietly.

"..." The two looked at each other silently for a moment, Lin Jinyu couldn't stand the silence, and said, "Why are you looking at me... When did you wake up and stop sleeping?"

Zhang Xinli didn't speak, his gaze shifted from his face to Lin Jinyu's hand holding the phone.

Lin Jinyu didn't know how long he had been watching him, but obviously—Zhang Xinli saw him staring at his parents' numbers in the phone book in a daze.

Zhang Xinli moved his wrist slowly, stretched out his finger, hooked the phone in his hand, and then shook his head.

No one spoke, but the exchange was over.Lin Jinyu put away her phone and said, "Got it, take a good rest and don't worry."

The ward was very quiet, no one was talking, Lin Jinyu was sitting by the bed, holding his hand.

In the eyes of others, it should be strange for two men to be like this all the time, but in this place where life and death are trivial matters, no one cares about the nonsense of being gay or not.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the doctor came with the imaging report.

"Luckily among misfortunes," the doctor handed the report to Lin Jinyu: "The spine itself is fine."

Lin Jinyu's heart was beating wildly, and as soon as he took the report, his hands were shaking a little, and he almost couldn't hold the thin piece of paper.

Skipping the incomprehensible scan method and sagittal position, Lin Jinyu clearly saw that in the column of "Diagnostic Opinion" it said "...the spine has no signs of fracture, consider spinal cord edema".

The doctor said: "He is in good health. At present, it may be that the strong psoas muscles and latissimus dorsi muscles have protected the spine, so that the spine has not suffered major trauma... Thank God."