"Is it slipping without changing the rain tires?"
"...I don't know, what's going on?"
"It's scary..."
I got up from my seat and walked under the stands.
In the last Frost Cup race, a driver also fell, but finally stood up unscathed. Yin Nuo said that the participating drivers have very complete safety measures, and the helmets are also very strong, so they should not be seriously injured...
In the field of vision, many people rushed to Shang Muxiao's side one after another to check his injuries. More and more people gathered, but the protagonist of the event was slow to move.
please, please...
I don't even know who I'm praying to, I just keep repeating these three words in my head.
The footsteps are getting faster and faster, and the rain is rushing towards the face against the wind, and every drop is frozen to the heart.
I was so panicked that I couldn't see clearly under my feet, and I stepped on the air and fell down. Fortunately, it was the last two steps, the fall was not too serious, but the crutches were thrown out, and the person also fell into the rain, a little embarrassed.
"North mustard!" Fang Qinian chased after me and wanted to help me up, "Are you all right?"
I shook my head and told him to leave me alone and see the situation of Shang Muxiao.
He looked a little nervous, gave me the umbrella, and quickly ran into the rain.
After Fang Qinian left, I tried to stand up, but I don't know if the exoskeleton was broken by me or something else. I tried several times without success. Later, a few young car fans rushed over, lifted me up from the ground, and helped me retrieve my crutches.
I forgot if I had thanked anyone, but I only saw Shang Muxiao who was being carried on a stretcher. His body seemed to be stuffed with tons of ice, his whole body was cold and stiff, and even his brain was humming with freezing.
Only then did I realize that there was no problem with the exoskeleton, it was me who had the problem. I seem to have lost the warmth and energy in me, and I kept fighting coldly, unable to exert any strength.
The stretcher left the other passage. After a while, Fang Qinian came back with a solemn expression: "His helmet cracked when he fell, and now he is unconscious, they are going to take him to the hospital for further examination. See what the problem is."
The hand holding the umbrella swayed uncontrollably, and was stabilized by Fang Qinian.
"Arabido, take a deep breath."
I looked at him and heard what he said, but I had no idea what he meant.
Something went wrong with my brain, it suddenly couldn't think. No, not just my brain, my whole body seems to be down, everything is on strike.
Fang Qinian stared at me and instructed more clearly: "You look ugly, Beijiao, take a deep breath and don't scare yourself. It will be fine, and nobody will be fine."
Nobody's going to be okay... Nobody's going to be okay...
I kept it in my heart, engraved it in my mind, and regarded it as a driving force, and gradually calmed down.
Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. After repeating several times, I felt that my body was not shaking so much, so I said, "Let's go to the hospital too."
When we arrived at the hospital, Shang Muxiao was sent to the emergency room, where the team manager and team doctor communicated with the doctor. Since too many people could not enter, Fang Qinian and I were stopped outside the door.
Waiting is the most anxious.
Sitting on the bench outside the emergency room, I said nothing, clasped my hands, and stared silently at the closed door, hoping that it would soon open and bring good news.
please... please... please...
It kept repeating in my mind.
Don't take him away again. I can lose everything, I can trade everything for him.
Take my legs, take my hands, take my body. Don't hurt him, he's only twenty years old, don't do such cruel things, don't let me lose him again...
I clearly don’t believe in gods or religions, but at this moment, I hope that the gods, Buddhas, Jade Emperors, and all the gods that determine the fate of mankind really exist and are listening to my prayers at this moment.
I am willing to give everything to seek the safety of Shang Muxiao, as long as he is healthy, as long as he is well, I can even trade myself for it.
After an unknown time, the door of the emergency room opened and someone came out. Fang Qinian stepped forward to inquire immediately, and learned from the conversation that it should be the team manager.
The other party was about forty years old, wearing a dark blue suit, his hair was mostly wet from sweat or rain, and it was carelessly stuck to his forehead.
"I have regained consciousness. The doctor's diagnosis should be only a slight concussion... But I still need to stay in the hospital for observation..." As he spoke, he took out a stack of handkerchiefs and kept wiping his forehead.
"Can we go in and see him?" Fang Qinian asked.
"Yes, but it's better to go in one by one."
Before I finished speaking, I had already pushed the door of the emergency room.
The emergency room was filled with the smell of disinfectant and the sound of various instruments.
A tall and thin foreign man stood beside Shang Muxiao's hospital bed. He sat and communicated with the doctor in a low voice in proficient Chinese. After seeing me, he stopped talking and walked over.
"Hello, I'm Carter, the team doctor. Are you Shang's lover? He mentioned you to me."
I nodded, my eyes involuntarily fell on Shang Muxiao's face, and I couldn't take it away.
There was a piece of gauze on his forehead, his face was very pale, I wonder if it was very uncomfortable, his eyes were closed, and his brows were tightly wrinkled.
"He looked distressed."
Carter also looked over and said, "The concussion is like this. In the past few days, he may have frequent headaches, dizziness, and even nausea and vomiting. Just rest for a while."
Perhaps hearing my voice, Shang Muxiao opened his eyes in a daze, raised his fingers, as if he was trying to reach something.
"I'm sorry." I hurriedly greeted Carter, passed him to the hospital bed, and grabbed Shang Muxiao's hand.
It was only now that I realized that my hands could be so cold.
He opened his eyes slightly, wondering if he could see me clearly, but quickly closed them again and called my name in a very soft voice.
I saw his lips opening and closing, and I hurriedly leaned in to listen to what he was saying.
"...you don't cry."
I was stunned for a moment and slowly sat down beside his bed. Only briefly awake, he quickly fell asleep again. Holding his hand firmly against my forehead, my heart suddenly surged with great regret.
Why can't I be selfish
I shouldn't have let him drop out, I shouldn't have let him pursue such a dangerous dream... I should have watched him all the time and tied him to my side. He would also be happy with me, and the most important thing is that he is alive.
I just can't imagine if he's going to have to be so scared every game in the future.
I can't lose him again, I can't bear this again.
I stayed beside Shang Muxiao's bed and held his hand until Fang Qinian came in and asked me to go outside to rest and have something to eat.
After kissing the back of Shang Muxiao's hand, I tucked the quilt for him with my other hand, and then quietly got up and left the emergency room.
Fang Qinian bought two boxes of lunch, I simply took a few bites, looked at the time, and found that "Cinderella's magic" was about to disappear again.
I discussed with Fang Qinian, let him take a look here for me first, and when I go back to get some clothes for Shang Muxiao, put the exoskeleton back to charge by the way, count the journey back and forth, and come back to change him after ten o'clock in the evening .
Fang Qinian said: "He probably won't wake up tonight, why don't you go back and have a good sleep, and come back for me tomorrow."
"No need." I declined his kindness, "I shouldn't be able to sleep tonight."
He looked at me, sighed helplessly, and said, "Okay, but be careful on the road."
It was still raining outside, I drove slowly, and it took me more than eight o'clock to get home.
I quickly took the egg yolk down for a walk, then went upstairs to get Shang Muxiao's clothes and changed into the wheelchair, and I set off for the hospital again.
When it was about to arrive, I received a call from Fang Qinian, saying that Shang Lu was coming, and arranged a single ward for Shang Muxiao, asking me to come directly to the inpatient building, and he was waiting for me downstairs.
"Here!" Fang Qinian stood under the sheltering canopy of the hospital building, and when he saw me, he waved to me from a distance.
When I got to the eaves, he took the initiative to take the bag in my arms into his hands, and his face was rather embarrassed.
"I informed Mr. Shang on my own initiative, you won't blame me, will you?"
Shang Lu is also Shang Muxiao's father. If something happens to his son, it is normal for a father to come and see. I don't think there is anything. If he doesn't come if he knows, then he is really a father in vain.
"No. Is he still there?"
"Yes." Fang Qinian led the way, "I have no parents since I was a child, and I don't know what normal parents and children are like. I just think that the parents shown on TV are kind and obedient, and that is the normal state in this world. But then I entered the business and found that the reality was much different from what I thought."
"It turns out that parents can be unkind, and children can be disobedient." After pressing down the elevator, Fang Qi sighed, "but I am still very envious, envious that they have such blood relatives. I really want to have relatives, even if only You know you're arguing with me."
People always covet what they don't have and hate what they have. If he really had a relative who only knew how to quarrel with him, he would hate this relationship more than anyone else and couldn't wait to escape, just like Shang Muxiao.
When he came to the door of the ward, Fang Qinian knocked on the door lightly, and then pushed in.
I followed in and saw Shang Lu sitting on a couch by the window, folded his arms and looking at Shang Muxiao, who was still asleep on the hospital bed, wondering what he was thinking.
He didn't mean to say hello to us, Fang Qinian stood by and didn't speak, and I didn't have anything to say. There was only the sound of instruments in the room for a while.
"He should be fine." After watching for a while, Shang Lu looked away, stood up from the sofa, adjusted his suit and said to me, "I have something else to do, go first, I will trouble you to take care of him tonight. ." After saying that, he nodded at me and walked out.
When he arrived at the door, he held the door handle and turned slightly, frowning at Fang Qinian.
"You're not leaving yet?"
Fang Qinian was shocked, I thought he was going to leave, but he stood still, as if he was on a collision course with Shang Lu.
Shang Lu's eyes were sullen, his thin lips pursed tightly, and he looked a little angry.
I went to see Fang Qinian again, he staggered his gaze and didn't look towards Shang Lu, his expression was somewhat bluff.
"Fang Qinian." Shang Lu's voice was very low, and it sounded terrifying, "If you don't come, don't come again for the rest of your life." After saying that, he turned around and walked out without stopping at all.
Fang Qinian looked at the direction he was leaving, frowned irritably, and his words were somewhat meaningful: "No matter how bad the relationship is, father and son are always father and son. If I don't follow today, I will lie down tomorrow, he guesses. You won't even come to see me." He put the paper bag in his hand gently on the ground and smiled at me, "Thank you for your stay these days, and I will treat you to a real dinner if I have the opportunity in the future. Let's go first. One step, feel free to contact me if anything happens."
Patting me on the shoulder, he strode out of the ward, apparently chasing after Shang Lu.