Ivan's physical condition is not suitable for transfer to the hospital, so he can only receive treatment here.
Nangong Yiyi goes to the hospital on time at dawn every morning, while Ivan is still in a coma.
She helped the doctor change Ivan's dressing, and her small body sometimes had to bear all of Ivan's weight alone.
It wasn't until the fourth day that Ivan finally woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, the dark clouds over R City seemed to light up.
Nangong Yiyi's body that had been holding on finally softened at that moment.
When Ivan woke up, he had to undergo examination and treatment immediately. Nangong Yiyi could only be isolated outside, sitting on the hospital bench. She stepped directly on the chair with her feet and shrunk into a small child. group.
Nangong Yiyi didn't know how she endured it these past few days. She didn't cry or be confused, she just quietly did what she thought was most useful to Ivan.
Now he finally woke up, finally... finally woke up.
In fact, Nangong Yiyi didn't feel the joy of coming back from the dead. Instead, she was still very calm. She just felt a little lighter on her shoulders. Apart from that, she didn't have much other excitement.
Because she knew, she knew that Ivan would definitely wake up.
That man was as dazzling as the sun, and his eyes were filled with light that could see through the darkness. The King of Hell would not want such a person, because he did not dare to want him, because his light was enough to dispel the darkness of hell.
After the examination, the doctor came out and said to everyone: "We are out of danger. We can just take a good rest. However, the patient has just woken up and is exhausted, so it is better not to let too many people in."
Although Nangong Yiyi said nothing, everyone still gave her the opportunity to go in and see Ivan. When she entered the ward again, Ivan fell asleep again with a nutritional injection in his hand.
Nangong Yiyi sat quietly next to him. After a long time, Ivan slowly opened his eyes again.
The oxygen mask on his face has been removed, and only the oxygen tube is inserted into his nose. Ivan's eyes are not fully opened, they are half-closed, and he looks very weak.
But even if there was just a gap, Nangong Yiyi could still see the light in his eyes, dazzling.
Ivan moved his lips, but Nangong Yiyi quickly stopped him. His tone could not be gentler: "Don't say anything now, have a good rest."
Ivan moved his head, as if shaking his head. Nangong Yiyi looked into his eyes. The tacit understanding they had grown up with made her know that Ivan had something to say.
"You have something to say? Just move your lips and don't make any sound. I can understand."
Although she can't lip read, she understands him so well that as long as she moves her lips, she will definitely understand.
There was a faint smile in Ivan's eyes. He closed his mouth, rested for two seconds and opened it again. His movements were very slow. Every time Nangong Yiyi understood a word, he repeated it softly: "Li? Ming?"
"Li Mingtao?"
Ivan twitched the corner of his mouth in agreement.
"Guilty?... Ghost? Ghost?"
Nangong Yiyi was startled, no wonder Ivan had to say it.
There are two ways to interpret these two sentences. First, Li Mingtao is the mole, and second, tell Li Mingtao that there is the mole.
Nangong Yiyi was silent for a moment, and made a judgment based on her inner understanding of Ivan: "You want me to tell Li Mingtao that there is a mole?"
Ivan twitched the corners of his mouth again, paused again, and continued to open his mouth to say something else.