When Wen Jialuo woke up, he felt his eyes go dark. His whole body felt like it was being run over, especially in his chest. Every time he breathed, it felt like someone was stabbing him with a needle, and he was bleeding and had nowhere to escape.
She blinked her eyes, and the scene in front of her eyes gradually brightened, but she still couldn't find any focus, as if she was blind. She slowly closed her eyes again, yes, she remembered that she had a car accident and hit a truck, but she had no idea how long it had happened. Suddenly, something bright flashed in her mind, and she suddenly struggled and groaned loudly.
"Gia Luo, Jia Luo."
It was her mother's voice, and she rushed to the bed nervously.
Wen Jialuo opened her eyes, and tears flowed out of her eyes and slid down her temples. Her mother looked haggard, with bloodshot eyes. Her father was also there, looking at her silently.
"I'm sorry, Mom." Wen Jialuo said, breathing heavily.
"What are you talking about..." Luo Linyi wiped her tears, but she couldn't help crying, "It's okay, it's okay."
Wen Jialuo shook her head, her fingertips moving slightly. She was receiving an IV drip, and her hands were cold, not like her own. As soon as she raised her hand, Luo Linyi gently held it: "What do you want?"
"Shiqi... Xu Shiqi..." Wen Jialuo had a hard time speaking. She felt as if her very body and bones were rebelling against her. She couldn't fully express what she wanted to say.
"Are you asking about Xiao Xu?" Luo Linyi asked hesitantly, lowering her head. Seeing her daughter's eyes suddenly widened and she almost wanted to jump up, she hurriedly said, "She's next door. She had a slight concussion... and has woken up. Unlike you," Luo Linyi looked at her daughter distressedly, "You broke two ribs and almost punctured a lung..."
Wen Jialuo heaved a sigh of relief. The woman was fine and had woken up. She lifted her body a little and fell heavily on the bed. Sure enough, the pain in her body intensified. It was probably because the two ribs were protesting to her.
Wenzhou patted his excited wife, asked her to call a doctor, and then he sat down beside the bed.
Dad. Wen Jialuo opened her mouth, but she was too upset to speak, so she had to use her lips to express. Wen Zhou was stunned, but quickly reached out and touched his daughter's hair: "Take good care of yourself and don't think about anything."
Wen Jialuo rolled her eyes, still a little uneasy, but fatigue surged from deep within her body, and she soon fell asleep with her eyes closed again.
When she woke up again, the light was piercing her eyes. It seemed that it was night. Wen Jialuo could only lie motionless on the hospital bed. This time, the people sitting next to her were Luo Linyi, the old lady and the old man.
"Grandpa, grandma..." Wen Jialuo's lips were slightly dry as she called softly.
When the old man saw his granddaughter wake up, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and rubbed his brows. His heart, which had beaten calmly in the rain of bullets in the past, now needs to be frightened from time to time when it is old.
The old lady leaned forward tremblingly, her eyes cloudy with tears: "How could you scare me like that, kid? Didn't I send you to a training class for emergency situations? How could you have hit someone else's car..."
Luo Linyi kept pulling the old lady's sleeve, fearing that she would say too harshly and upset her daughter.
"Okay, stop talking." The old man shouted for her with full energy.
Wen Jialuo smiled bitterly. That training class was quite special. It was specially opened by her grandmother. She was still lazy when she went to attend it, but she didn't expect that it would come in handy that day. How to minimize the harm to the people around her in the shortest time? She tried hard to turn the steering wheel. It was only a slight concussion, so she shouldn't have suffered much.
Luo Linyi brought a bowl of egg custard to feed Wen Jialuo. She woke up several times, and ate a little each time. But the doctor said that she should eat light food at the beginning, and it was not the time to eat greasy and nourishing food, so Luo Linyi had to keep it simple.
After a few bites she had no appetite at all, needless to say, lying under the quilt she felt as thin as a piece of paper, and where was the woman who had said she wanted to fatten herself up
When the old lady saw her granddaughter wake up, she felt relieved, and her head began to feel a little dizzy, and she could not sit still. The old man hurriedly helped her up, and a young nanny who had been serving her also helped her up and took her away.
"Eat a few more bites..." Luo Linyi was still persuading her.
Wen Jialuo shook her head, looking listless: "Mom, you haven't had any rest yet, go to sleep, I'm fine."
"Mom, I'm fine." Luo Linyi looked at her, "Are you uncomfortable living here? Stay a few more nights to observe and we'll be able to go home soon to recuperate." She paused, "Don't go to that class anymore."
From what she meant, it wasn't just that she didn't want to go to work during her break, she didn't want her to go back to that company. Wen Jialuo thought about the fact that she still had a cohabitation agreement with someone, so she shook her head and said, "I'll still go back to work when I'm better."
"Why are you so stubborn..." Luo Linyi's eyes turned red, "I... heard from your grandma. No matter who you like, you can tell mom. If you can't solve it, mom can help you. No matter what the price, as long as you are fine, it's fine. But don't torture yourself anymore..."
Wen Jialuo listened in a daze and smiled slightly. The smile touched the wound, so it was a little distorted again: "Mom... I will tell you, you must remember to help me when the time comes."
"That's for sure." Luo Linyi held the egg custard and said, "Can we have a few more bites?"
If a car accident can be exchanged for absolute support and help, it sounds like a good deal. Wen Jialuo swallowed the tender egg custard with difficulty and couldn't help thinking so.
But why didn’t I see that woman every time I woke up? Or was it that I was sleeping when she came? If she saw me in such a miserable state, that person would probably just feel distressed...
The egg custard slid into her stomach, making her feel warm and like a sleeping pill, making her eyelids heavier and heavier, and Wen Jialuo fell into her drowsy state again.
When she woke up again, there was only one person by the bed.
Wen Baohua kept staring at his cousin lying on the hospital bed, unable to understand why she and Shiqi appeared on that road and how they got into a car accident.
She felt weird.
Soon, she felt even more strange. When Wen Jialuo woke up and saw her, the first thing he asked was, "Is she okay?"
Instinctively knowing that she was asking about Xu Shiqi, Wen Baohua said firmly that he had just had surgery yesterday.
Oh. Wen Jialuo closed his eyes and was ready to open them at any time. Surgery
Wen Baohua lowered his eyes, his face a little bitter, well, it was... vocal cord repair surgery.
Wen Jialuo stared without blinking, and soon she felt sore. She didn't understand what Wen Baohua was talking about. Didn't they say that the woman only had a slight concussion? Why would she have a vocal cord repair? What was being repaired? Was it Xu Shiqi's voice...
Wen Jialuo suddenly began to pant. At first it was as if he had walked a little more, but soon it was as if he had run 25,000 miles, and it was as if he only had half a breath left.
"Jia Luo, what's wrong with you?" Wen Baohua was frightened by her and hurriedly reached out to help her breathe, but was afraid of hurting her, so he just kept his hand there, not knowing what to do.
Wen Jialuo grabbed her with the hand that was not holding the IV drip: "You mean, she... hurt her vocal cords?"
Wen Baohua gritted her teeth, tears welled up in her eyes, and nodded, "The throat was cut by glass fragments, and the vocal cords were... damaged." She saw her cousin let go of her hand dejectedly, her face as ugly as death, and her heart was tangled. After the operation, even if the recovery is good, it is difficult to return to a 100% natural state. When she thought that Xu Shiqi's beautiful voice might be lost forever, she could only borrow the words of the doctor to comfort the Xu family to comfort her cousin, "Fortunately, the carotid artery was not injured, otherwise the consequences..."
Wen Jialuo lay stiffly on the bed, already wanting to die. How could she be so naive, thinking that a car accident might be a good deal? How could she only think about herself and forget that another person might be hurt more.
Broken ribs can grow back after nursing, and can the repaired voice still make amazing sounds? How could she let Xu Shiqi lose such a voice? She always knew that Xu Shiqi didn't eat cold or spicy food to protect his voice. Although he didn't say it, he actually valued it very much.
"I want to see her..." Wen Jialuo murmured.
"You can't move." Wen Baohua reached out and gently touched her shoulder.
"I must see her..." Wen Jialuo looked at her stubbornly.
Wen Baohua was silent for a moment: "You can't move. If you must see her, I will bring her to see you."
Wen Jialuo closed his eyes and said in a muffled voice, "No need for that. I'll go see her when I can move again."
"Jia Luo," Wen Baohua couldn't help asking, "Why did you drive there that day?"
When a traffic accident occurs, the traffic police will keep records. Wen Jialuo doesn't know whether Xu Shiqi was questioned or not, but she certainly won't be disturbed. Or maybe her family saved Xu Shiqi, so no one knows what happened that day.
"I want to sleep." Wen Jialuo turned her head and stopped talking. The tears in her mouth were salty, but her heart was even more bitter. She wanted to crush all her ribs if she could replace that person's voice.
Wen Baohua vaguely saw the water marks, her mind was still confused, she remembered the scene when she went to see Seventeen.
On the day of the accident, Wen Baohua couldn't persuade the old lady, so she helped her downstairs. As a result, the three people brought by the ambulance were sent for examination. When she arrived, Xu Shiqi's parents also arrived. The scene was very chaotic, and she also felt uncomfortable with chest tightness, so everyone let her go back to rest.
No matter how she rested, she couldn't rest well. One of them was her cousin and the other was her best friend. She was the most restless. Later, she learned that the place where they had the accident was out of the city, on the road leading to the surrounding towns. Why did the two people who had just left the hospital go there? How could Jia Luo, who always drove steadily, lose control of the steering wheel? I heard that the car marks on the road were very scary. She didn't see the photos, but her uncle went to the scene of the accident in person. When he came back, his face was very ugly.
No matter how you look at it, it was Jia Luo's driving problem. The truck driver wasn't seriously injured, and Secretary Nie beside my uncle took over all related matters.
When Wen Baohua felt better, she asked Xia Bang to take her to the hospital. After visiting her grandmother, she went to see Jia Luo, but she was sleeping, so Wen Baohua left and went to see Xu Shiqi.
Unlike grandma and Jia Luo, the news of their hospitalization spread out somehow, and people kept coming to visit them. There was no room for the flower baskets, and later they were all cleared away, and no one was allowed to visit again. Xu Shiqi's ward was very quiet, with only her mother sitting quietly by the bed, her face full of melancholy.
Seeing that it was her, Wang Yuan silently moved a chair for her.
Wen Baohua wanted to say something to comfort her but didn't know what to say, so he could only sit with her quietly.
Then she saw Seventeen lying there, her face was gloomy and her lips were bleached. There was a bandage on her forehead and neck, making the part exposed outside the quilt look like a torn doll. Her long chestnut hair was spread on the pillow, curled up as if it had withered.
"Is your sister okay?" Wang Yuan asked her softly.
"Yes," Wen Baohua nodded, "external fixation of the chest will help the fracture heal better."
"I should have gone to see her," Wang Yuan forced a smile, "but I can't get away for the moment."
"I know." Wen Baohua said quickly, "It's okay."
Wang Yuan felt very complicated. Normally, the driver should be blamed, but that person was Wen Jialuo. Not to mention her daughter, she had ridden in that girl's car several times. She knew that the girl drove very well, so she could only blame the weather for the accident, not people.
However, when she heard the doctor talk about her daughter's vocal cord problems, her blood froze and she couldn't help but feel a little resentful in her heart.
The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes. She couldn't turn her head around, so she could only look at the person beside the bed from the side.
"Are you awake?" Wen Baohua came closer, his eyes red, "I'm sorry..."
Xu Shiqi closed his eyes, opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but no sound came out.
Don't do that. She mouthed slowly.
Wen Baohua carefully distinguished, then bit her lip and shook her head. She didn't know why she said sorry, but seeing Seventeen's look, this was the only thing she could say.
How is she? Xu Shiqi asked her again.
Seeing the confusion in Wen Baohua's eyes, Wang Yuan took a notebook and a pen from the table beside her.
Seeing Seventeen holding up the paper and pen and writing with his eyes lowered, Wen Baohua could no longer hold back and turned away to wipe away his tears.
How is Wen Jialuo? Is he injured
Don't cry, I will have the surgery, I won't become a mute from now on.
Holding the notebook, Wen Baohua calmed down and said, "Jia Luo broke two ribs and almost injured his lungs."
Xu Shiqi listened, did not ask her for the notebook again, and lowered his eyes again.
It wasn't strange that the two asked each other when they saw her. Wen Baohua had long discovered that her cousin and Seventeen were getting very close, and they were getting close very quickly. But she still smelled something disturbing, something that was more worrying than seeing them get into a car accident.