Cui Zuojing slowly got up from the bed.
The baby on the side was still sleeping very deeply. The woman sat quietly by the bed to take care of it. When Cui Zuojing woke up, she shoved her index finger to her lips and asked, "Is it over?"
Cui Zuojing smiled at her: "Yes, it's over, thank you."
The woman smiled and picked up the sleeping child, and said softly, "You're welcome."
She didn't know what happened to the teenager who asked her. He found himself an hour ago and asked if he could sleep beside her child. Maybe the teenager's attitude was sincere. He looked like he was only sixteen years old. The deepness and determination in those eyes shocked her.
She agreed, so the teenager slept next to her child in clothes, and an hour later, he woke up, and the hatred and rifts miraculously disappeared, replaced by hope and hope.
She didn't know why the change came, but she was happy with the change.
Saying goodbye to the woman, Cui Zuojing walked out of the community. It was early summer. The shade of trees was thick. The road was lined with crisp trees. station.
A baby's dream is the closest place to another world. Babies who haven't opened their eyes have no knowledge of the world, and no one can know what exists in their dreams, so Cui Zuojing used a method to sneak into the pure world. White world.
He spent three years and six months in the pure white world, but in reality, only an hour had passed, Cui Zuojing looked at the crowd of people around him, the endless stream of vehicles and the ups and downs of buildings, it was like a lifetime .
Fortunately, it's all over.
He took the bus, arrived at the high-speed rail station, waited for a while, and then took the high-speed rail home. Cui Zuojing still clearly remembers holding Victor and saying goodbye to his family three years ago, and now he is eager to meet them.
The train gradually accelerated, no one knew what this young man had experienced, no one knew that he was an immortal legend in another world, he was just like all ordinary people, sitting in his seat, quietly looking out the window gradually swept away past scenery.
After a long time, Cui Zuojing closed his eyes, the experience of the thousand three hundred and five days was clear again in front of his eyes, and he was quietly entangled.
Everything was so similar to the day he rode the endless train in a pure white world, but it was completely different, the order of the world was rebuilt, no one died, no one was imprisoned forever, including himself.
It's just... I'm missing a warm, fluffy cat in my arms.
Cui Zuojing rubbed his head on the seat and found a more comfortable position. The faint light of the sky sprinkled on his face, illuminating the corners of his slightly raised lips.
Three years ago, he got on the train. He didn't know what fate would meet him, but now the train is heading for a hopeful future and a new beginning.
The instrument in the intensive care unit made a regular beeping sound. On the bed was a young man of 27 or 8 years old. His eyes were tightly closed and his head was bandaged. It was obvious that his head had suffered serious injuries. The externally fractured thorax was also immobilized. On the bed next to him lay his half-brother, also covered in bandages, but compared to his brother, the boy's head was not injured.
This is the fourth day that the Dong brothers were in a coma. Four days ago, they suffered a pretty serious car accident and were pushed into the icu after coming out of the emergency room. Until now, they have no symptoms of waking up. The Dong family spent a considerable amount of money to let the two brothers live in the icu of the best hospital in the city, and tried every means, but they failed to wake them up.
Two children had an accident at the same time, and Dong Yi and Su Daijun were almost crushed. They stayed in the hospital almost every day, hoping that the two children would wake up soon, but as time passed, that hope became unbearable. The suffering, even the best brain experts can't tell when the two will be able to wake up.
Thinking of Dong Yi and Su Daijun's obviously aged faces in just four days, the nurse sighed. Working in the ICU, she has seen too many such things. In the eyes of countless expectations, only some of them are destined to get their wish.
She recorded the data in the form, and when she turned around, she found that the man on the hospital bed opened her eyes quietly. Those black eyes stared at the ceiling for a while, then turned to her, with an indescribable expression in her eyes... Glad
On the hospital bed next to him, the teenager under the quilt groaned and said weakly, "Where am I..."
Three hours later, Dong Zheng and Dong Linhai, who woke up together, were transferred from the ICU to the general ward. The two patients who had been in a coma for many days were not able to stand up, run and jump, but they had no problem speaking and thinking miraculously. It is called "living dragons and tigers", whether it is the doctor or themselves, they are embarrassed to continue to stay in the icu.
Dong Yi and Su Daijun immediately rushed to the hospital when they heard the news and rushed into the ward. As soon as Su Daijun sat down beside Dong Linhai's bed, he held his hand and burst into tears. Dong Zheng didn't have much emotion in his heart, after all, Linhai It's her own child.
"Mom, why are you crying, I'm not going to die." Dong Linhai regained his energy in just a few minutes. The only thing that made him uncomfortable was a little pain on his body, wounds, and back pain after lying on the bed for too long.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Su Daijun glared at him, and then the tears couldn't help flowing again, and he choked, "If something happens to you, my mother really doesn't know what to do..."
Dong Yi was sitting beside Dong Zheng's bed. Compared with the big news of the mother and son meeting next door, he had nothing to say, but his eyes were all red, his temples suddenly had a lot of gray hair, and his face was very bad. Obviously, he didn't have a good rest for a while. Pass. He looked at Dong Zheng, raised his hand and touched his face, it was very light, as if Dong Zheng would faint again with a little force, he just kept repeating: "It's fine, it's fine. ."
"Dad." Dong Zheng looked at him, but said softly, "I saw my mother."
Dong Yi was stunned for a moment, and then the fifty-four-year-old man's eyes suddenly burst into tears, he began to tremble, his hands tightly covered his face, and he wept uncontrollably.
He cried so sadly, like an ignorant child.
It was only then that Dong Zheng suddenly realized that his father had never forgotten his dead mother for so many years.
The brothers recovered faster than anyone expected, and even the doctors couldn't explain why their injuries began to recover so quickly since they woke up.
Dong Linhai was lying all over and tried to walk down the ground. Su Daijun forcibly pressed him back to the bed and filled a tank of fish soup. He frowned and rolled his eyes. fish soup.
Neither of the two mentioned the adventure when they were in a coma. Only when their eyes crossed would they smile.
It was a secret only the two of them knew.
There was a big shadow on Dong Zheng's brain CT. The doctor said that it was the congestion left by the car accident. Only Dong Zheng knew that it was actually his shrunken core.
After leaving the pure white world, he lost the ability he gained from it, but the core did not disappear completely. Dong Zheng could clearly feel that his brain was better than before the car accident. Of course, he couldn't compare with the pure white world. It's time.
Although there was no serious problem, Dong Zheng and Linhai were still required to be hospitalized for observation for a few days. The life of recuperation was really boring. Dong Zheng often recalled things in the pure white world, the people who wanted to stay there, and the partners who returned to reality. .
What are they doing now
On the ninth day after waking up, Dong Zheng received a letter.
The letter was brought by the nurse, and the little nurse handed him the white envelope and said, "A gentleman downstairs gave it to me."
a gentleman? Dong Zheng's heart suddenly moved, and the long-silent thoughts suddenly flooded into his mind. He almost eagerly squeezed the envelope and asked, "What is he like?"
"Very young, I feel less than twenty years old." The nurse recalled and described, "Wearing black sports clothes, carrying a bag, as if he came from a far away place, smiling and very cheerful. "
Dong Linhai on the next bed raised his ears with a clear smile on his face.
The figure emerged in his heart, and it became clearer and clearer. Dong Zheng took a deep breath, his hands were shaking uncontrollably, and he tore the envelope open after several attempts.
The small plant fell on the quilt that Dong Zheng covered on his legs. The green and slender stems were covered with clusters of small white flowers. The goose-yellow stamens were wrapped in white petals. It was so inconspicuous. It can be seen everywhere in the flower beds of the hospital, but for Dong Zheng, it is so special.
This is an Arabidopsis thaliana.
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The author has something to say: I will slowly update the story tomorrow. Currently I plan to write about the cohabitation of Azuo and Dong Zheng, the reunion of Linhai and Wangque, Hangzhi and Xiaoxia, and the situation of everyone in the pure white world (why? There will be so much) If you have something you want to watch, you can also tell me in the comment area, I will consider it!
Opened a reader group, and the number was put on wb@尚zhu, you can exchange Dong Zheng's method of watering Arabidopsis and Fu Zhe's experience of feeding three-headed dogs of hell