Balancing

In the ambulance, Lu Heng sat blankly like a stone statue, never taking his eyes off Jian Ming who was in a coma for a moment. The outside of the car was gloomy and dark. silence.

Half of Lu Heng's face was hidden in the darkness, and half of his face was pale under the light outside the window. His mouth was pursed into a line, his expression was dull, and he seemed to be greatly frightened. He kept replaying the scene of rushing into the office in his mind. A broken water glass and a mobile phone that he had called countless times were lying beside the motionless Jian Ming's head.At that second, Lu Heng's heart seemed to stop beating, and he didn't even dare to go forward. The memory of death was so deep-rooted that he hadn't completely wiped it off for three years. When he saw this scene, his first reaction was the root of the nightmare, as if he The world in this world is nothing but life and death.

At this moment, looking at the alive but unconscious Jian Ming lying in front of him, Lu Heng was still in shock.

In the emergency room, the doctor had just finished examining Jian Ming when he was stopped by Lu Heng, "How is he? Why is he in a coma? Are there any injuries? Is the problem serious?"

"Are you a family member of the patient?" The doctor didn't have a good temper for this kind of person who came to him with several questions in one breath.

Without even thinking about it, Lu Heng nodded vigorously, "I am."

The doctor glanced at him suspiciously, and said, "The fever has reached 40 degrees, can you still be unconscious?"

"...forty degrees?"

"Yes, he should have had a fever for a long time. You are his family member. Don't you know he has a fever?" the doctor asked back.

Lu Heng was stunned for a few seconds, then shook his head, "I'm not by his side today, doctor, he was fine last night, why is it like this all day?"

"It's hard for me to answer you now. There are many factors. You should go to hospital for him first, and wait for a detailed examination. However, I am sure that he has had a fever for more than twelve hours. Maybe he didn't notice it." The doctor said no more, and walked past him out the door.

Jian Ming was still lying on the hospital bed, but Lu Heng's hanging heart finally let go a little bit, at least it was not a man-made injury, he breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the bedside, looked at Jian Ming with his eyes closed, and smiled wryly. Said: "It's amazing, you really scared me this time."

Night and day alternated, and Jian Ming fell into a coma for twenty hours.

He had a very long dream. In the dream, he still had a complete family. His parents and sister were beside him. They made dumplings together, sang "Conger Fei", watched TV together, and his father carried his sister on his shoulders. , Playing the gliding game, the corners of her mother's eyes raised, embracing herself, the family's silver bell-like laughter lingered in Jian Ming's ears, the picture of being so happy that even Jian Ming in his dream realized it was fake.

He pulled away his mother's hand, looked back at her, and asked in a childish voice: "Mom, why did you and dad leave me?"

Mother smiled softly, "Mingming, we haven't left you, haven't we been here all the time?" She stroked Jian Ming's face.

"No, you will leave, you don't want my sister and me anymore." Jian Ming turned his face away, angrily not letting her touch him, gritted his teeth and tried not to let the tears fall.

"Mom and Dad didn't lie to you, we have always been by your side and Qiqi, and we will always watch you grow up healthy and healthy." She took Jian Ming's hand and held it tightly, "Mingming, you are a big You're a child, don't lose your temper."

"Why? Why can't I lose my temper? You guys just lied to me. You promised me that you would take me to the Science and Technology Museum after taking my sister to the amusement park, but why didn't you come back?...You...why...did you lie? Me." The boy in the dream replied stubbornly, and cried out as he spoke, "Well... um... you are still... still telling lies, how is my sister healthy, my sister... my sister misses you... so much that I can't speak anymore .”

His mother hugged him, hugged him tightly, and sobbed softly, "Mingming, my good son, don't cry, good...don't cry..."

At this time, Dad pulled them away with a palm, took a meaningful look at Jian Ming, and dragged his mother to turn around and leave. Jian Ming wanted to chase, but the younger sister kept crying behind him. He wiped away the blur in front of him with the back of his hand, Watching his parents gradually disappear, he could no longer control himself and knelt down on the ground, transparent tears fell drop by drop, Jian Ming's heart ached for a while, as if he had been stripped from his body, he pinched his own Hand, want to wake up, he doesn't want to have such a dream, he doesn't need it.

From far away suddenly came the long cry of mother Kong Gu, I'm sorry...I'm sorry...Mingming...

"Mingming, Jianming, what's wrong with you, wake up..." Mom's voice became farther and farther away, replaced by a familiar male voice, this voice was very close, as if right next to her ear.

Jian Ming slightly opened his eyes, his eyes were blurry, he couldn't see anything clearly, he closed them hard and then opened them again, only then did light and shadow gradually appear, and the strong smell of disinfectant around him was no stranger to Jian Ming at all, that hellish For two years, I could smell it almost every day.

I was in the hospital, this was Jian Ming's first consciousness when he woke up.

"Mingming, you're awake." Lu Heng almost threw himself on him, and even if their faces were closer, the tip of their noses could meet.

"Lu Heng... When I got up, I couldn't breathe anymore." Jian Ming's voice was extremely hoarse from the heat, and even the tone of his voice changed, making him sound like a stranger talking.

"Oh, oh." Lu Heng was startled, and hurriedly got up and stood up straight, then took two tissues from the bedside paper box and gently wiped the sides of Jian Ming's cheeks, "Are you dreaming? You...were crying all the time."

Jian Ming gradually woke up, the dream was like a scene from another dimension, far away from him at this moment.

"...Well." He didn't say much, he moved his body and wanted to sit up, but just as he moved his buttocks, Lu Heng stretched his arms and lifted them up, "You...you let go, no need, I'm not disabled." He said Fortunately, there are no other patients in this ward.

"I won't let it go, Mingming, do you know how long you have been asleep?" Lu Heng put his hand on Jian Ming's shoulder and looked at him seriously, "Twenty hours, you have been asleep for twenty hours, how can you be so sleepy? sleep?"

"I slept all day?"

"Well, you have a fever of 40 degrees. The doctor said that you would faint after a long time of fever. Why are you so stupid that you didn't know you had a fever? You still ran to the office. What if I didn't find it? "Lu Heng patted his face, feeling scared for a while.

Jian Ming remembered the phone call with the mysterious man, as if the other party finally agreed to his request, and then... then he fainted? "I don't know either. I felt cold when I went out yesterday. I thought it was because of the cold weather." Suddenly he looked up at Lu Heng curiously, "How do you know I'm in the office?"

"Here, you can tell by looking at the phone, it's all dead by me." Lu Heng pouted aggrievedly, and handed him the phone beside the bed. "If you can't find you, I will look everywhere. I went to you and Lao Jiang's house first, and then to your clinic." He concealed that he looked for it because he felt uneasy after seeing those photos. During these [-] hours, Lu Heng made a firm decision on something, so he didn't want to give Jian Ming a chance to object.

"Oh... It seems that you are my savior?" Jian Ming's thin lips curled up a little, looking particularly morbidly beautiful on his pale face.

"Yo, do you still want to admit it?" Lu Heng smiled, approached the edge of the bed, stretched his hand to Jian Ming's forehead, then nodded and said: "It seems that the fever has subsided, I'll call the doctor, you should rest first. "

There were hurried footsteps in the corridor, Jian Ming looked at the door, a soft gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Well, the fever is gone, but your physical problems are still there. I have had a checkup on you, and you have a comprehensive blood test. Your immunity is extremely weak, and the values ​​of immunoglobulin and platelets are much lower than normal. Do you usually have symptoms of anemia? Dizziness, drowsiness, and fatigue." The doctor glanced at the record that the nurse had just taken Jian Ming's temperature, and wrote something on it.

"Occasionally." Jian Ming is also a doctor, so he knows that he should be honest at this time.

"Occasionally, what does it mean? Do you count by day or month?" The doctor's tone was choking, and Lu Heng felt a little wanting to blow his hair. Are angels in white so unlovable now?

"Every day, more frequently in the past week." Jian Ming still replied lightly, without fluctuation.

"Well, don't you think it's actually not serious? It's just a fever?" The doctor looked at him, raised his brows slightly, and teased: "Young man, the symptoms you have now are mostly infants and middle-aged and elderly people. , Do you understand me? At your age, you must have spent a lot of effort to toss yourself like this."

Lu Heng thought that it would be difficult to be a doctor, and he had to hold his breath so that he could finally meet an honest patient. He vented his anger with a gun and a stick. He glanced at the expressionless Jian Ming, and was about to speak out in support. Jian Ming spoke first.

"Well, I will pay attention to it in the future. Thank you, Dr. Qiao. In addition, I would like to ask, can I be discharged from the hospital if I don't have a fever?" Jian Ming saw the work card on the doctor's chest, knew his surname was Qiao, and asked politely.

Damn, thank you?Lu Heng sighed, it's really a doctor who cherishes the doctor, "not talking well" is probably a unique communication mode in their professional field.

It seemed that the patient Jian Ming was very enlightened, and the doctor suddenly looked better, "Don't worry, your body is protesting to you after you've been in a coma for so long this time, so don't take it lightly, your body also has a temper, you If you don’t cherish it, it will come to torture you. Okay, stay in the hospital for observation for another day. If it doesn’t repeat itself, go home tomorrow to rest and recuperate. You need to strengthen exercise, supplement nutrition, arrange work and rest time reasonably, and pay more attention to diet. I will also explain to your family members, and family supervision is also very important." After speaking, the doctor glanced at Lu Heng, and led the nurse out of the ward.

Looking back at the weak and pale Jian Ming, Lu Heng couldn't help but understand the doctor's good intentions, especially the last few words, which made Lu Heng feel very comfortable.

Alas, I can't figure it out. Jian Ming is a doctor anyway, and he has lived alone abroad. How come he can't take care of himself when he returns to China? He walked to the table, poured a glass of water and handed it to Jian Ming, "You last week Didn't you eat well, didn't you sleep well?" The tone was stern.

Jian Ming took a sip of water, thought for a while, then nodded.

Lu Heng was originally reluctant to speak loudly at him, but his concern was chaotic, and he couldn't suppress it now.

"From today onwards, I will take care of you 24 hours a day!!" He spoke forcefully, with an attitude that could not be refuted, as if it was a firm matter.

"You're resigning?"

"Eh...except for going to work." Lu Heng added resentfully, then looked out of the window firmly, refusing Jian Ming's gaze.

"You move to my house or I move to yours, you decide."

Jian Ming: "..."

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, the weather turned fine. Jian Ming forcibly refused to let Lu Heng come. Knowing that he had already asked for a day off for his own affairs, he was determined not to let him ask for another day off.Of course, there are conditions. At the same time, I also agreed to the request to go to the new house together after get off work.

When did this little bastard start to have strings attached in order to be obedient?Jian Ming himself was taken aback, his brain hurt, and he didn't know if it was the sequelae of high fever.

Walking on the side of the road and trying to take a taxi, a blue taxi parked in front of him impartially, and the time was clocked right.

Jian Ming looked back and forth, and sat on it anyway. When he saw the driver's face in the rearview mirror, his face that had just recovered a little rosy suddenly turned pale again.

The middle-aged man with a friendly smile in the elevator.

How is he?

The man smiled at him in the mirror, still so kind and friendly, "Young man, where are you going?"

"You?" Jian Ming didn't believe it was a coincidence, "Who are you?"

"Sir, I'm a taxi driver, and you want to take a taxi, don't you?" The man showed Jian Ming the ID clipped on the sun visor.

Jian Ming saw the name Ma Huaixing on the certificate, which was indeed a passenger transport qualification certificate.

"You want me to think that it's all a coincidence that we met twice in three days?" Jian Ming insisted on his intuition. If the first time the other party gave him a weird feeling, he could find a reason to convince himself, then this time, he really didn't know How to explain.

"Well, you can think so or not. Fate is a subtle thing, just like if you look less like your father, maybe I still can't recognize you." Ma Huaixing smiled, and opened the meter while talking. Come down, "Don't be curious, I will explain it to you, where are you going now?"

"I don't need to go anywhere now, why don't you find a place and clear up my doubts." Jian Ming said as calmly as possible, and his palms were already sweating.

Ma Huaixing looked at the time and looked out of the window, shook his head slightly, and smiled: "It may be inconvenient, this is the peak time for taking customers, I can't skip work, how about this, I will hand over around [-] o'clock in the afternoon, where are you?" , I can go find you."

Jian Ming looked at him suspiciously, but didn't speak.

"You are young, don't act like you doubt everyone in the world." He started the car and drove out of the hospital with a kick of the accelerator. "You can't stop at the door for a long time. Tell me where you want to go? I'll see you off."

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the coffee shop on the first floor of the building where we met for the first time. You can take me there."

"Now...you just go there and wait? It's not yet noon." Ma Huaixing glanced at Jian Ming in the rearview mirror, "I see that you just came out of the hospital, you must be sick, why don't you go back to rest first ?” The tone of concern is really not like a bad guy with malicious intentions.

Jian Ming shook his head, "I can go to the office to rest, as long as you take me there."

The other party was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Okay, I'll be right there."

These days are getting more and more climax/tide, just like a movie, with various characters appearing in turn, will the most exciting scene be far behind?