In a room with the sun, the sun shines on the ground from outside the window, and the white curtains dissipated the smell of disinfectant as the wind blows. The nurse took the oxygen tank away from Yu Hua’s face and helped him sit down. When he got up, Yu Hua touched his haggard face and looked at the colleagues standing in front: Teacher Dou, Zhao Fang, Ming Yue, Zhang Cheng and Xiao Li.
"Okay, what's going on?" Yu Hua cleared his throat and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is Alan?"
In fact, he wanted to ask when he was in a coma, and also asked the nurse. The nurse just told him not to think about it. Then he refused to tell him. So he could only hold back and wait for a little bit of strength, and the colleague came again. This Then I asked the question I wanted to ask.
"Oh, that's it, Xiao Yu." Teacher Dou carrying a pack of oranges, as if feeling heavy, smiled awkwardly, walked to the bed first, put the oranges on the bedside table, coughing and coughing constantly. Then, finally cleared his throat, looked at everyone, and saw that everyone was staring at him, so he had to say: "That's it, Xiaoyu, I said, don't get excited."
"I'm not excited, tell me how is Alan?"
Yu Hua smiled reluctantly, but her heart gradually sank. If Zhou Lan is good news, how could Teacher Dou say that? Is it possible... Is it impossible...
Thinking of myself in that dream, holding Zhou Lan's head, my heart felt unbearable pain as if it had been stabbed with a knife.
"Oh..." Seeing everyone staring at him, Teacher Dou had to bite the bullet and said: "That's it, Xiaoyu, we had a car accident on the road, and we all passed out, and we were sent to the hospital for treatment. Our injuries It was relatively light, so I woke up very quickly. Both you and Alan were a little serious, so you had surgery..."
"Alan isn't dead?" Yu Hua was overjoyed, almost jumping from her sex.
"It's not dead, it's not dead, but the cranial nerves are severely damaged, and it may become a vegetable." Teacher Dou planned to use the words in an attempt to minimize the damage of these words.
"Vegetative."
Yu Hua repeated these words in a murmur, feeling that he could not tell, well, the facts were not as bad as expected. Anyhow, Zhou Lan did not die, did not become a headless corpse, but... However, he became a vegetative person, how can this be? it is good
"Brother Hua, don't be sad." Mingyue saw Yu Hua's face pale, almost transparent, and said distressedly: "Sister Lan has her own natural state, and she might get better in the end. Now the technology is like this. Developed, it will be good, don't worry."
This is equivalent to not saying this, but at least it was the kindness of others, Yu Hua smiled bitterly, and whispered: "I'm not sad."
Everyone glanced at each other.
"Brother Hua..." Zhang Cheng rubbed his hands, as if he wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say. Finally, he had to say: "Brother Hua, take a good rest and don't think too much."
Yu Hua shook his head and looked out the window. At this time, the sun was shining, patches of golden light sprinkled on the floor, the blue sky and white clouds were visible, surrounded by white walls, oxygen cylinders, hanging bottles, high-tech massage chairs, and disinfected air. Compared with that horrible dream, everything is so peaceful and comfortable, and even the whereabouts of his girlfriend is better than in the dream, but he doesn't know why, he just feels uneasy, but he can't tell where he is uneasy.
Yu Hua couldn't calm down this feeling, only shook his head, and said indifferently: "I'm a little tired."
"Okay, okay." Teacher Dou seemed to be anxious for him to say that, and immediately said: "You have a good rest, Xiaoyu, let's go first. The group is waiting for you. By the way, you can rest assured, Father Alan, because you are Alan’s boyfriend, so her dad said, the future research funding will be fine, don’t worry."
When Yu Hua heard this, the bitter smile on his face slowly seemed to fade away, and a bit of sarcasm was buried: "Okay."
Teacher Dou winked at everyone, and several people walked out one after another.
"Your colleague?" The nurse next to him came over to give Yu Hua a physical examination.
"Yes." Yu Hua closed his eyes, the lingering in his mind was still the scene from the nightmare.
"It feels weird." The little nurse was young, and she couldn't see what she was wearing while wearing a mask, but she had big bright eyes and looked at Yu Hua flickeringly.
"Oh?" Yu Hua opened his eyes and looked at the little nurse and said: "Why is it weird."
The little nurse tilted her head for a moment and shook her head and said, "I can't tell." She said, took out the thermometer that was measuring, took a look at it, and gave Yu Hua a bottle again before she turned around and left, Yu Huamang stopped her and said, "Can I go and see my girlfriend? It is said that she has become a vegetable."
Speaking of this, my heart hurts.
"Oh, it's like this." The little nurse took off her mask and said with a sympathetic expression on her face: "Your girlfriend is not in this hospital. Her father was transported to a foreign hospital. See what the disease is. ."
"Oh." Yu Hua nodded, without saying more, closing her eyes, the little nurse stuck her tongue out, turned and walked out.
With a click, the door closed. The lonely room and the lonely world were quiet on all sides. Only the curtains were rustled by the wind. After a long time, Yu Hua suddenly opened his eyes.
No, it's not right! Just now the little nurse said, "Look at what the disease is," why did Teacher Dou just say "vegetative"? If you are an ordinary person, you may make this kind of misjudgement. However, Teacher Dou is a scientist and a medical expert who specializes in cloning. How could he say the wrong disease? However, if it is really a "vegetable", why didn't Teacher Dou tell Zhou Lan's father and let him send Zhou Lan abroad for treatment
what happened
When Yu Hua thought of this, he suddenly couldn't lie down. He looked at the bottle on his wrist, gritted his teeth, took off the bottle, and got out of bed. Because he hadn't walked for a long time, he almost fell to his knees when his legs were soft. He stood up against the cabinet next to him, walked a few steps in the room, felt a lot of energy restored, looked down at the hospital gown on his body, thought about it, and walked out.
Because it was a high-level ward, there were not many people in the corridor. Several nurses were standing there chatting, and when they saw him coming out, they looked over here.
"Go to the bathroom." Yu Hua pointed outside and said to several nurses. The nurses didn't say much, but Yu Hua walked quickly to the end of the corridor, looked at the empty duty room, and walked away quickly. Going in, soon walked out wearing a black men's suit with a mask on his face, and walked straight downstairs.
Maybe it was because of the nightmare. When Yu Hua was sitting in the taxi, he looked up at the bustling crowd outside, repeatedly speculating about this uneasy instinct. That nightmare gave him a very bad premonition, so he I want to see my own laboratory.
The scientific research team is on the side of Zhou Lan’s father’s subsidiary. It is a detached house. Yu Hua wears a mask. Not many people pay attention. The door is a code lock and there is a pupil code, so there is no security. He presses the code and leaves soon. When he came in, because there was surveillance in the hall, Yu Hua walked along the wall, from the blind spot, and from the fire escape to the seventh floor. Just as he went upstairs, he heard someone talking in the building, which scared him to stop.
"Did you see Yu Hua today?" It seems to be a female assistant who just came here.
"Yes." Mingyue's voice sounded, with a bit of compassion: "Oh, I hope he can't remember anything."
"What do you mean?" The female assistant wondered: "I can't remember anything."
"It's not interesting." Mingyue seemed to have missed his mouth, busy plugging the loopholes: "It's not interesting. I just said casually. After all, we had a car accident and we didn't survive."
"None of you survived?" The female assistant became more and more surprised: "I didn't mean to survive..."
"Hahaha. Just kidding, kidding, going, I'll treat you at noon." Mingyue's tone was flustered, and soon the footsteps sounded, getting farther and farther, almost inaudible...
"Never survived?"