Zhuang Baihua tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds.
He rolled his eyes and saw the plain ceiling, realizing it was a hospital decoration. He was still in the hospital.
I don’t know if my mother was with me in bed.
Zhuang Baihua wanted to turn around and call for his mother, but found that he couldn't even turn his neck.
At this moment, a person suddenly appeared next to him. He put his face close to Zhuang Baihua. The two people looked at each other. Zhuang Baihua was stunned.
The man shouted in surprise: "Boss Zhuang, wake up!"
The person standing at the head of his bed was not his mother, but Secretary Chen.
Secretary Chen pressed the notification bell in the ward and called the doctor in.
The doctor immediately examined Zhuang Baihua. Zhuang Baihua wanted to speak, but found it difficult to even open his mouth.
Secretary Chen seemed to know what he wanted to do. He stood aside and whispered to him, "Mr. Zhuang, he has been in a coma for three months."
Zhuang Baihua was shocked.
He knew he would be injured if he fell down the stairs, but he didn't expect to be in a coma for three months.
No wonder his dreams were so long.
When Zhuang Baihua saw Chen Wang, he was sure that he had arrived at reality. He thought of his parents in his dream and couldn't help feeling a little sad, but he soon cheered up and moved his lips to speak.
The doctor noticed his intention and said to him, "You have just regained consciousness. Don't worry about other things. Take your time."
After hearing what the doctor said, Zhuang Baihua slowly closed his eyes and readjusted himself.
In fact, he felt dizzy and confused, and even felt tired when he opened his eyes. He just wanted to see Chi Yue.
Zhuang Baihua woke up and fell asleep, slept and woke up again, adjusting for twenty-four hours, and only then was he able to slowly stay awake for a long time.
In addition to Secretary Chen, there are other people taking care of him.
Zhuang Baihua's family in this world is more of a background board, and basically only appears at the company's shareholder meetings or social parties, but they will not let anything happen to Zhuang Baihua. The stability of the company still depends on Zhuang Baihua, so the medical staff arrangements are very complete.
In addition to the people sent by Luo Zhenduo, although Zhuang Baihua had been in the hospital for three months, the care he received was first-class, and except for the head trauma, his other body functions were well maintained.
Secretary Chen sat beside Zhuang Baihua's bed and slowly told him what had happened in the past three months.
"That day, that madman threw you down the stairs, and the back of your head hit the ground, causing intracranial hemorrhage. It was very dangerous. Although you were sent to the hospital in time, you still didn't wake up after the operation."
"These three months have driven me crazy." Secretary Chen lowered his eyes and said softly, "I thought he would be in a coma for a few days at most, but a week passed and there was no movement. Half a month passed and there was still no movement. By the time it was two months, I was almost in despair."
Even the doctors couldn't determine when Zhuang Baihua would wake up, and said he might become a vegetable.
This news caused a stir in the company.
"It's terrible." Secretary Chen concluded.
Zhuang Baihua never expected that he was injured so seriously. He thought to himself, Chi Yue would be very worried.
He mobilized his senses and spoke slowly. The first word he said was: "Xiao Yue..."
Secretary Chen was silent for a while before he said, "Many people came to visit you while you were in a coma."
"For example, that Russian strongman, he came back from abroad specially, stood in front of your bed, and yelled at the top of his lungs, trying to wake you up. If we hadn't stopped him, he would have used his fists on you. He said a few hits might be effective."
"There's also your old acquaintance, the greasy actor. He took a leave from the crew and laid on the head of your bed, crying and calling you affectionately. The nurse next to you was moved to tears."
Zhuang Baihua: “…”
Well, he was a little touched by the care of so many people, but he still wanted to see Chi Yue more.
Secretary Chen was obviously trying to change the subject, which made Zhuang Baihua a little anxious.
The second acquaintance Zhuang Baihua met was Luo Zhenduo. Luo Zhenduo had already been to the hospital yesterday, but Zhuang Baihua soon fell asleep again, so the two did not meet.
This good friend whom he hadn't seen for three months seemed to have lost some weight. Luo Zhenduo leaned against the head of Zhuang Baihua's bed and observed him carefully. When he saw that he had really woken up, he smiled sincerely, "You are so lazy. You slept for three whole months."
Zhuang Baihua said unhappily, "It's not my subjective will, so it's not laziness."
Luo Zhenduo chuckled.
Although Zhuang Baihua could speak, his breath was short and he had to take a long breath to speak a sentence. Even so, he could smell the alcohol on Luo Zhenduo's body and couldn't help but say, "Drink less. Do you want to get drunk and lie down like me for three months?"
Luo Zhenduo said casually: "If I wake up, I don't need to drink."
The subtext of this sentence made Zhuang Baihua feel a little embarrassed, but he still couldn't suppress his eagerness and asked Luo Zhenduo: "Where is Xiaoyue?"
Logically speaking, the first person Zhuang Baihua should see when he wakes up is Chi Yue.
Luo Zhenduo paused noticeably after hearing Zhuang Baihua's question.
Zhuang Baihua's sluggish heart tightened. Chi Yue didn't show up. Could something have happened
He raised his hand and tried to grab Luo Zhenduo's clothes, sweating from the tip of his nose. "Tell me, where is Xiaoyue?"
Seeing him like this, Luo Zhenduo quickly said, "Xiaoyue is busy with something right now and can't come over."
The more Luo Zhenduo said this, the more it seemed like something fishy was going on. Zhuang Baihua was so anxious that his eyes were blurry and his head began to ache. He said with difficulty, "Is he injured too?"
Did Song Yu do something to him that day
Luo Zhenduo shook his head: "No, he is not injured. You should take good care of yourself. You will see him when you are well again."
Zhuang Baihua wanted to ask more questions, but he felt dizzy, so he said a few words and closed his eyes.
Luo Zhenduo immediately arranged for someone to take good care of him.
No matter how Zhuang Baihua asked, the people around him would not tell him where Chi Yue was, and never mentioned Chi Yue's situation.
Zhuang Baihua had a bad feeling that something must have happened to Chi Yue, otherwise he would not have come to see him.
"Tell him I'm awake and ask him to come see me."
Zhuang Baihua spoke to Luo Zhenduo in an almost pleading tone.
Luo Zhenduo was weighed down with worries. He was only happy for the first two days after Zhuang Baihua woke up, and then he was often unhappy. It was obvious that there were other things weighing on his mind.
He said, "I have already told Xiaoyue."
Zhuang Baihua was stunned. He didn't understand why Chi Yue didn't come to see him since she knew he was awake.
Since Chi Yue knew his current situation, he did not ask Luo Zhenduo any more.
Even Tang Feng came to visit him and gave a disgusting speech in front of his bed. Zhuang Baihua was patient and did not chase him away. After all, he showed his concern, and Zhuang Baihua expressed his gratitude.
Wei Congsen went to the United States when Zhuang Baihua was in a coma. Seeing that Zhuang Baihua had not woken up for a long time, he had to return to Russia first.
When he learned that Zhuang Baihua had woken up, he immediately made a cross-ocean video call.
"You should practice boxing with me." Wei Congsen looked at the sick Zhuang Baihua and said, "If you don't like boxing, you can practice Wing Chun."
Zhuang Baihua could only perfunctorily say, "We'll talk about it when there's a chance."
Zhuang Baihua's condition was getting better day by day. Because he was well cared for, his muscles did not atrophy much. After a short period of rehabilitation training, he was able to walk soon.
When the doctor announced that he could be discharged from the hospital to rest, the first thing Zhuang Baihua did was to call Luo Zhenduo over and said in a tone that could not be refused: "Tell me where Chi Yue is."
Luo Zhenduo looked exhausted and sighed deeply. He knew it was meaningless to hide it at this time, so he said, "In a sanatorium on the outskirts of the city."
Zhuang Baihua couldn't believe it: "You said he wasn't injured?"
Luo Zhenduo couldn't bear to mention this matter, and just told Zhuang Baihua: "You will know when you go there, so you must be mentally prepared."
Luo Zhenduo did not follow Zhuang Baihua. He was unable to face his son in the sanatorium. He did not expect that Xiyin had lived in a sanatorium before, and this time Chi Yue also moved in. He needed to take a breath.
Zhuang Baihua went to the outskirts of the city alone.
When he was lying in the hospital, he speculated about Chi Yue's whereabouts countless times. He even suspected that Chi Yue had gone abroad.
But he never expected that Chi Yue would be here.
The sanatorium is in a quiet environment, surrounded by mountains and rivers. It should be a beautiful scenery. However, in Zhuang Baihua's eyes, it is like a black and white silent film, depressing and gloomy.
Zhuang Baihua had just learned to walk, and his pace was very slow. He sent people to inquire about Chi Yue's specific location, and then walked towards the lake according to the instructions.
From a distance, he saw a thin figure sitting on a white chair by the lake, facing the lake, sitting quietly, without moving.
Zhuang Baihua's throat tightened and he walked slowly to the man's side.
He leaned down, supported himself on the armrest of the chair, looked at the man's face, and called softly: "Xiao Yue..."
Chi Yue didn't move.
Chi Yue was thinner than before, and looked visibly haggard. Her pale face was framed with dark eyes that stared straight at the lake in front of her. There was no emotion or warmth in her eyes, like two black glass beads.
The meat that he had worked so hard to raise was gone again, and Zhuang Baihua was so heartbroken that he didn't know what to say.
"Xiaoyue, it's me. I'm recovered now."
Zhuang Baihua gently pushed Chi Yue's shoulder, but Chi Yue still didn't respond, as if she didn't see Zhuang Baihua, as if Zhuang Baihua didn't exist.
Zhuang Baihua held his hand.
"I haven't seen you for three months. How did you get yourself into this state?"
The fingers in his palms were like ice cubes. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, Chi Yue would have looked like an exquisite robot sitting there.
It doesn't look alive at all.
No matter what Zhuang Baihua said to him, he did not respond.
Zhuang Baihua could only find the doctor at the sanatorium and ask about Chi Yue's condition.
"He's closing himself off," the doctor said.
According to the doctor's records and information provided by the family, Chi Yue stayed in the hospital at first, taking care of Zhuang Baihua day and night, but Zhuang Baihua's condition did not improve. He began to become manic and frantically wanted to take revenge on Song Yu. He tried to find a way to break through the guards, drag Song Yu out, and almost beat Song Yu to death.
Later, Zhuang Baihua did not wake up for more than two months. The doctor said that Zhuang Baihua might become a vegetable, and Chi Yue collapsed.
If he is destined to lose, why let him get it briefly.