I don't know how long it took, the doctor inside finally came out: "What about Lin Yan's family?"
Lin Qinghan came back to his senses and ran over: "My mother, how is my mother?"
The doctor frowned as he looked at the two little girls who were still wearing school uniforms in front of him: "Where's your father, is there an adult?"
Lin Qinghan's already pale face became more and more ugly. He clasped his hands and looked at the doctor, but his nasal voice was a little cold: "I don't have a father, how is my mother?"
The doctor seemed to be stunned too. Qu Mojing stepped forward quickly: "Doctor, how is the patient, I have already called and told my family. If you have any orders, just tell me."
Seeing her calm expression and clear words, the doctor spoke seriously: "Fortunately, you gave her first aid before, and the patient's heartbeat and breathing have recovered, so she temporarily saved her life. But the situation is still not good, her brain is seriously deprived of oxygen, Still in a coma, I suggest transferring to icu for observation to see what happens next."
Lin Qinghan's heart was tense, and he knelt down with a plop and said in a hoarse voice: "Please ask a doctor, save my mother, save my mother."
Qu Mojing's eyes were red, and he quickly pulled the man up with the doctor.
"We'll do our best, little girl, be strong and calm down first." The doctor probably guessed their situation, and with a bit of reluctance in his eyes, he sighed and said to the nurse beside him: "Leave the +4 bed in the observation room, Contact the ICU of the respiratory department and transfer it as soon as possible. There are also family members, come and sign."
Lin Qinghan hurried over and was about to sign when the doctor on duty asked, "How old are you?"
Lin Qinghan pursed his lips: "Sixteen years old."
The doctor on duty was a little embarrassed: "Is there no adult here? You are too young to conform to the rules."
Qu Mojing stopped the receiving doctor and told him the situation: "She is the only family member of the patient, and she is almost 16 years old. Can I ask her to sign? I am friends with her, and I can ask my father to guarantee, "
The doctor was silent for a while, patted her on the shoulder, turned around and whispered a few words to the doctor on duty, and finally asked Lin Qinghan to sign, and Qu Sheng had already arrived at the hospital.
After a hectic night, I finally completed all the procedures and waited for the bed to be arranged over there. Lin Qinghan stayed beside Lin Yan, his eyes were red.
Qu Sheng came to look at her after paying the fee: "Don't worry, we will actively cooperate with the treatment, and your mother will be fine."
Lin Qinghan looked at the father and daughter with very similar eyebrows, and could no longer express his gratitude. Now she has nothing, and even thanks is so cheap. As soon as she moved to kneel to Qu Sheng, she was held down by Qu Mo. She squatted in front of Lin Qinghan and looked up at her seriously: "We are friends, Aunt Lin is just as good to me, so it's okay to thank me, and the rest should be helped. I don't take care of everyone. The reason why it's you is because I've already weighed it up."
Lin Qinghan's eyes became wet again, and Qu Mo pinched her nose: "You can't cry anymore. I said before that you don't like to cry. I cried too much today."
Qu Sheng looked at his daughter from the side, feeling indescribable in his heart, the child has really grown up. It's just that he is so considerate and gentle to the little girl, how can he be so polite to the father, and can't be close.
After the patient was transferred to the ICU, he could not accompany the bed, and even the visitation was very strict. This night, he was still in shock, and his mood collapsed several times. Lin Qinghan couldn't stand it any longer and fell asleep.
Qu Sheng looked at Lin Qinghan, who was sleeping on his daughter's lap, and said in a low voice: "It's almost dawn, I asked Aunt Huang to make breakfast and bring it over. I will help you ask for leave from the school, this child is not easy, stay with you."
"Thank you Dad, you are still busy with work. You haven't rested this night. You go back to rest first. I'll just come here if you ask for leave, and I can handle it here. I'll call you if I have anything." Qu Sheng was busy with work. Qu Mojing didn't want to delay him too much time, and it was very hard to come from the company at night.
Qu Sheng's face was calm, but he was very happy in his heart. He nodded reservedly: "Although I am busy, I still have time to deal with some things."
Qu Mojing was a little amused, and nodded seriously: "I know."
Qu Sheng, who walked out the door, took out the vibrating mobile phone, which was opened by Xiao Yunying: "Well, the procedures are done, and I need to be transferred to the intensive care unit. The situation is not very good, I am going back."
"Mo Sheng was afraid of my hard work, so he told me to go back, and I went back." Qu Sheng was disciplined by Xiao Yunying, but Jianmei's tone was sullen and smug.
Xiao Yunying almost laughed: "Look at your ability, your daughter is only sixteen years old, and she really treats her child as an adult."
Qu Sheng sighed: "But she really doesn't act like a child, are we always too busy to let her so early..."
Xiao Yunying on the other end of the phone was also silent. The husband and wife were not guilty of this, but the business was now not only a pursuit but also a responsibility.
Qu Mojing and the head teacher asked for a three-day leave. After explaining the reason, the head teacher quickly agreed. Qu Mojing knew that Lin Qinghan did not dare to leave now, so he accompanied her in the hospital.
Every Friday at 3:00 p.m. in the ward, family members are allowed to visit for 30 minutes. Lin Yan's accident happened on Thursday night, and Lin Qinghan went in the next day.
Lin Yan, who was lying on the hospital bed, was connected to a ventilator and ECG monitoring, and all kinds of pipes were connected to his body. Lin Qinghan watched, his eyes were sore. She lightly held her mother's hand. For a person who is not yet forty years old, her palms are full of calluses, and the skin on her hands is also very rough. From this hand, you can see how hard she has suffered all these years.
After entering the intensive care unit, an indwelling needle was placed and he was infusing fluids, so Lin Yan's hands were a little cold. Lin Qinghan gently covered her, and then poured hot water to scrub her body.
Qu Mojing helped Duan Shui by the side, but just accompanied her silently. After finishing his work, he sat on the side and watched Lin Qinghan and Lin Yan talking.
"Mom, you must get better. You said, why are you so careless, why didn't you take medicine in time when you fell ill?" She sniffed, "I'll accompany you for a while today, tomorrow... I'm going to class tomorrow, You definitely don't want me to miss my homework. But... I'll come to the hospital every day, and even if I can't see you, I'll accompany you outside."
In fact, Lin Qinghan is not a talkative person, and only takes the initiative to speak when he is with Qu Mojing, and often only answers when he needs to answer. This was the first time Qu Mojing had seen her talk so much, chatting in Lin Yan's ear, until the nurse reminded her that it was time for her family to leave.
"You said that you don't fall in love with the hospital, and I don't like it either. You get better soon, and I'll take you back, okay?" Lin Qinghan seemed to have recovered from the loss and despair before, and in the end she seemed to be chatting with Lin Yan about family affairs , in a calm and gentle tone.
After leaving the ward, she took off her isolation gown. The haggard girl looked at Qu Mojing and said, "Mojing, let's go back."
Qu Mojing looked at her, then smoothed her hair: "Are you going back to class?"
Lin Qinghan was silent for a moment and nodded: "I can't go to self-study at night, so I came to accompany my mother. You are very tired these days, you go back to rest."
Since entering the hospital, Qu Mojing has not slept much. Aunt Huang was originally in the hospital, but after staying for a day, Qu Mojing persuaded her to go back. She accompanied her all the way, and now there are bloodshot eyes in her eyes. After the serious illness in the first year of high school, Qu Mojing liked to have a headache and fever if she didn't pay attention, and Lin Qinghan was afraid that she would be exhausted.
"I'm fine."
"Your eyes are all red." She felt distressed for Qu Mosheng, her tone was a little tough for the first time, and her eyes were persistent.
Qu Mojing couldn't help pinching her face: "What are you doing so serious, let's go back."
Qu Mosheng was really tired. After going back to take a bath, she almost fell asleep after falling out of bed. She slept very deeply, and even in her dream she returned to the period when she was exhausted. In the dream, she dealt with the employees who started making troubles every day, kept coming to the door to ask for help, said good things in a low voice, suffered from scornful eyes, and even made falsehoods and misunderstandings with people with bad intentions in the business field.
She felt very tired and even wanted to give up, but when she was at her most desperate, a phone call gave her a glimmer of hope. In the dream, the person with a strong aura and a cold face handed her a contract to separate her from Qiansheng. Hell pulled back.
She didn't know how long she had slept, and the scenes in her dreams made her tired brain so overwhelmed that she was dazed when she returned to consciousness.
Half asleep, half awake, she felt something soft and cool caressing her brows, rubbing gently. Then another warm towel gently wiped her face and neck, she felt comfortable and at ease, and soon made her fall into a dark and sweet dream again, and this time, there were finally no troubles to disturb her.
Lin Qinghan sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the person who finally slept soundly. He breathed a sigh of relief, and stared at her slightly red cheeks, the look in his eyes couldn't hide his distress and nostalgia.
She had slept all night, but she was thinking about cooking, so she woke up early. Originally wanted Qu Mojing to sleep longer, but he was afraid that eating too late would hurt his stomach, so he knocked on the bedroom door, but no one responded for a long time.
She was a little worried, so she twisted the door and went in to have a look. The room was already dark, and only some outlines could be seen, but Lin Qinghan heard Qu Mojing's rapid breathing and babbling when he was not sleeping well. Brows tightened, she hurriedly walked over, gently turned on the bedside lamp, the dim and soft light came on, and fell on the face of Qu Mojing, who was sleeping a little uncomfortable.
There was a fine sweat stain on her forehead, her face was not good-looking, but her cheeks were slightly red, her brows were tightly twisted, and she moved her head uncomfortably. Lin Qinghan felt anxious, and quickly reached out and touched her forehead, it was a little hot, it was a low-grade fever.
Qu Mojing was wearing a shirt and pajamas with a slightly open neckline, revealing her fair neck and delicate collarbone, and there were also some tiny beads of sweat floating at the moment. Lin Qinghan didn't know what was wrong with him. After staring at it for a long time, he felt that Qu Mojing looked so beautiful.
This kind of thought was quickly dispelled by Qu Mosheng with a murmur. She got up and got hot water in the bathroom and brought a towel over. Qu Mojing's brows were still tightly wrinkled. She stretched out her hand and gently rubbed the center of her brows. The thin sweat stains on her fingertips dizzy and fell on the delicate skin, making her fingertips feel a little hot.
She pursed her lips, twisted the towel, and carefully wiped off the sweat for her. The forehead and cheeks, and then the white and tender neck, were as gentle as if they were treating a baby. Lin Qinghan felt that she was probably suffocated by the heat, and her face was a little hot, especially when she gently unbuttoned the second button on the collar of Qu Mojing, revealing a large area of skin and the faintly bulging arc under the clothes, which was even more shy. .
She blushed and glanced again, she looked down at herself, feeling a little melancholy, Qu Mojing was taller than her, and it seemed to have grown much better than her. Shaking her head and putting aside her messy thoughts, she wiped her body for Qu Mojing with difficulty, and she herself was sweating.
Probably because she felt a lot more comfortable after wiping off the sweat, Qu Mojing's brows were stretched out, her expression became calm, and she fell asleep peacefully.
Lin Qinghan sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her, Qu Mojing had long eyelashes, a straight nose, and her facial features were extraordinarily delicate. In the school, whether it was the first grade or the attached middle school, she was recognized as a school beauty.
Such a person with such excellent appearance, grades and family background is simply God's darling. Lin Qinghan envied her, but she was always happy that she could be favored by God. She felt that Qu Mojing deserved all of this. She has worked hard to study well. Even though her family is well-off, she has always been very low-key, and she is very polite in dealing with people. Such a beautiful person can't be too happy.
There was a thin layer of light in her eyes, which became brighter and brighter with the passage of time, and there was a strange feeling that she didn't even know about, and she was fascinated by nostalgia.
Qu Mojing habitually pursed her lips when she was sleeping, her lips were beautiful and full, pink and beautiful, and her eyes fell there. Lin Qinghan seemed unable to control the temptation, stretched out her fingers to caress, and after a while, her fingers trembled and gently landed there. Apply softly.
The touch from her fingertips made Lin Qinghan's hands tremble. She hurriedly retracted her hand and rubbed her fingertips, not understanding her behavior. And what's even more terrifying is that, staring at Qu Mojing, she thought... No, she really wanted to kiss her.
Before she couldn't restrain herself, she hurriedly turned off the light and exited. She had felt this way several times, but she had never been so extreme. She couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with herself.
In 2010, she experienced her mother's serious illness, and for the first time she really realized that she was having thoughts that she should not have.
Love doesn't know where it started, it goes deep.
The author has something to say: Well, Xiao Linzi is really enlightened.