Zhu Yilong--A Warm Smoke

"What? Speak slowly." After listening to a few words, Song Nuan sat up from the bed.

Zhu Yilong saw that Song Nuan's face changed drastically, and expected something serious, so he patted her hand to comfort her, "Don't worry."

Song Nuan held Zhu Yilong's hand tightly, and her eyes showed a look of fear and panic, "Well, okay, I know, you can drive directly to me now, to Gucheng Hospital, and I will call to arrange it. Okay, contact me anytime. Is it thundering? Is it raining? Don't panic, don't say anything, don't scare mom." She hung up the phone, looked at Zhu Yilong, she told Song Yang not to panic, but she was already panicked, her hands were shaking.

After listening to the general idea, Zhu Yilong asked Song Nuan, "Is Mom feeling well?"

Song Nuan nodded, "Based on the symptoms, I guess it's a cerebral infarction, but it's hard to say, I need to be checked and hospitalized first. But it's raining in Gu Cheng."

"Don't worry, Song Yang drives very steadily, and he is not afraid of the rain." Zhu Yilong thought that Song Nuan was worried that the road would be difficult due to the heavy rain.

Song Nuan shook her head, "No, Song Yang was afraid of thunder since he was a child. Back then, my brother and sister were seven or eight months pregnant and had to get up in the middle of the night to close the windows. Usually when there was a thunderstorm, Song Yang would hide under the quilt. I was really afraid that he would not be able to open the window." to the hospital."

Zhu Yilong was stunned. He didn't expect that Song Yang, who was tall and burly, would be afraid of thunder, "Take a taxi? Call a substitute driver?"

"No, my house is a bit out of the way, it's okay, Song Yang must be fine."

"I also believe that you should call the hospital to contact the bed."

"Oh, oh, good." Song Nuan slowly reacted, and dialed the number of Neurology Department of Gucheng Hospital.

It took Song Nuan 10 minutes of phone calls back and forth to arrange the ward and examination. She settled down and found that Zhu Yilong was packing her luggage, "Don't worry, I'll pack your things for you."

"I know, I will pack your luggage for you. I called my mother just now. They will come to pick up Zhu Yan tomorrow morning. I will accompany you to Gucheng. I booked the earliest flight." Zhu Yilong packs his luggage all the year round and soon helped Song Nuan packed the necessary items.

Song Nuan was startled, she didn't expect Zhu Yilong to be so thoughtful, "What about your crew?"

"I asked for two days off. I will go to the hospital to see the situation first."

"But you just turned it on, so it shouldn't be too serious for mom." Song Nuan was afraid of delaying Zhu Yilong's work.

After Zhu Yilong set the alarm clock, he forced Song Nuan onto the bed, "I'll listen to this matter, go to bed early."

"I'll wait for Song Yang to call and see the CT results."

"Okay, I'll accompany you." Zhu Yilong took a pillow and put it behind Song Nuan.

Song Nuan was moved, "Mr. Zhu, thank you."

Zhu Yilong hugged Song Nuan and sighed, "Don't say that dear, actually I'm sorry, it's because of me that you came to Beijing, in fact, you could have been by your mother's side." Being by your parents' side, taking care of your parents, used to be Song Nuan's original intention and ultimate dream of studying medicine, but due to many reasons, Song Nuan still came to Beijing.

"No, it's because of me."

"Don't think too much, it will be fine."

About four or ten minutes later, Song Yang called. There was no cerebral hemorrhage. Song Nuan finally felt relieved and forced herself to sleep for a few hours. When Shen Nian came to pick up Zhu Yan, she and Zhu Yilong caught a plane to Gucheng early in the morning.

When she arrived at the hospital, Song's mother had already completed the magnetic resonance imaging. It was an acute cerebral infarction with a large area. It was in the occipital lobe and mainly affected the field of vision. There was no obstacle to physical activity. Song Nuan went directly to the ward to see her mother. Zhu Yilong first went to the department to talk to the director and Thanks to the night doctor.

Song Yang and Chen Yuyan had already returned home. Mother Song seemed to be in good spirits. When she saw Song Nuan, she complained, "Why are you all here? I can just have your father here."

Song Nuan sighed, "I don't come here when you're sick, is it reasonable? Besides, Dad has to take care of the house. I'm fine. I'll stay with you for a few days." I stay in bed all day.

Zhu Yilong put Song Nuan's belongings in the cupboard, and went to wash the fruit, "Mom, please let Song Nuan stay here, she was terrified last night."

"Then what about Zhu Yan?" Mother Song was worried about the child, fearing that no one would take care of her.

Zhu Yilong smiled and said, "Don't worry, my parents are taking care of you. They will come to see you in two days, and wait for Zhu Yan's weekend."

Papa Song felt very sorry, "For a minor illness, don't bother your in-laws to come here."

After Zhu Yilong packed his things, he looked at the time, "It should be. Dad, you have worked hard all night, I will send you back to rest, and let Song Nuan stay here."

"Alright." Father Song had to cook for Song Ruoxi at noon, so he planned to take a taxi home.

After Song's father and Zhu Yilong left, Song Nuan lay on top of Song's mother, "Mom."

Mother Song stroked her daughter's hair, "What's wrong?"

"I miss you." Song Nuan almost cried. For the first time, she felt that her mother was really old and would leave her one day.

Mother Song smiled, "Didn't I just meet you last month?"

"Well, I'll stay for two more days this time."

Mother Song didn't take her illness seriously. She heard that her daughter was going to stay for a few days, and she wished she could be discharged from the hospital now so that she could go home and help Song Nuan tidy up her bedroom. "Really? That's good, Ruoxi is missing you. "

Song Nuan felt sour in her heart, "Ah, the injection is over, I'll call the nurse." She ran out of the ward, and just as she went out, tears fell down. She raised her head to wipe away the tears, took a deep breath, and adjusted her emotions before Go to the nurse's station.

Two days later, Shen Nian's symptoms improved significantly, and Song Nuan's mood gradually improved. At night, after Song's mother had a rest, she hid in the office to chat with Xu Zhen.

After chatting for a while, Xu Zhen called out, "Your husband is here."

Song Nuan didn't believe it, "Nonsense, he just left this morning."

"Hello Doctor Xu." Zhu Yilong walked over from behind Song Nuan and greeted Xu Zhen.

"Why are you here?" Song Nuan was surprised and surprised.

Zhu Yilong said it as a matter of course, "I'll accompany you."

Xu Zhen smiled: "I'll make room for you two."

"No, Doctor Xu, I'll take Song Nuan to dinner." Zhu Yilong bought a lot of fruit in the supermarket outside the door, and handed it to Xu Zhen, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Oh, you're welcome. What's my relationship with Song Nuan?" Xu Zhen declined.

Song Nuan put the fruit directly on the desk, "Sister Xu, take it, let's be careful."

"Thank you very much then."

Song Nuan was worried that her mother had something to do at night, so she didn't dare to go out to eat, so she ordered takeaway, borrowed the key to the classroom, and hid in there to eat a little.

Song Nuan didn't know how to eat, she lost her appetite after a few mouthfuls, she went to pour a glass of water, and brought a bottle of Coke for Zhu Yilong, "Why are you back again?"

Zhu Yilong didn't force Song Nuan to eat more, he threw the lunch box into the trash can, "I went to the crew to coordinate with the director, and I will stay with you for two more days."

Song Nuan felt a little sorry, this is not Zhu Yilong's work style, "Mom is much better, you should go to work first."

Zhu Yilong sighed, "It really doesn't matter. I didn't have any scenes with me in the previous week. I just wanted to experience the environment. Nuan, my parents have taken turns sick these two years, and you are the ones who are taking care of me. I should also be filial." Recently In the past few years, both parents had some minor illnesses, and they often went to the hospital. Song Nuan had more freedom in time, because she took care of the child. At that time, she took care of the child during the day and wrote the script at night. It was really hard work. Zhu Yilong always felt very guilty.

Song Nuan thought it was okay, "Everyone has a division of labor, so we don't talk about it."

Zhu Yilong was a little worried about Song Nuan's mood, "Nuan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, what are you worried about?"

Zhu Yilong licked his molars, "I'm just worried."

Song Nuan smiled, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing a long scar on her arm, but it has healed up, only occasionally itching when it rains, "Is this what you mean?"

Zhu Yilong immediately hugged Song Nuan, "I'm sorry." His voice was still trembling.

"Don't worry about me brother, I've forgotten."

"What did you call me?" Zhu Yilong let go of Song Nuan, and looked at her in disbelief.

"Brother, look, I have forgotten the past, and you can do it without touching the scene. Besides, this matter has nothing to do with you."

"I can't forgive myself." Zhu Yilong lowered his head. Three years ago, there was a disturbance in the hospital. Song Nuan was scratched by the patient's family with a knife. When Zhu Yilong rushed to the hospital, Song Nuan hadn't had time to bandage him. The family of the patient was sued, and although a fair verdict was eventually obtained, the hospital did not act. Song Nuan was sad and finally resigned. She couldn't let go of it for a long time. At that time, she couldn't even take care of Zhu Yan.

"Try it, Zhu Yan is growing up slowly, it doesn't matter what you want to say to him in the future. Her mother used to be a doctor, so it shouldn't be a shameful thing. You have always lived a transparent life, so you don't need me to teach you how to do it." Do it." Song Nuan in turn comforted Zhu Yilong, because her mother was hospitalized suddenly, and when she returned to the hospital, she didn't have the sadness and nostalgia she imagined. She had lived happily in the past few years, and there was no need to bury herself for the past.

"I work hard. Nuan, you are so great." Zhu Yilong kissed Song Nuan on the forehead.

"This is called near vermilion Zhechi." Song Nuan smiled happily.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Song Nuan patted the table, "Hey, I suddenly came up with an inspiration and thought of a new play, are you interested?"

Zhu Yilong immediately became interested, "The screenwriter Song Da is finally willing to talk to me? Tell me, what is the subject matter."

Song Nuan lowered her head and pondered, "How about you play a perverted murderer? I think you need to release your emotions."

"What?" Zhu Yilong didn't expect Song Nuan to have a strong taste.

"Well, really, gentle scum, okay? Wearing gold-rimmed glasses and snow-white gowns, doctors have many cool ways to kill people. It's exciting to think about it." Song Nuan has already begun to conceive.

"Oh, I think Xiaolongbao will be very popular."