Inside the file bag were Shen Mucheng's medical records over the years, densely written in a thick stack, Luo Shaoheng half-kneeled in front of the drawer, and carefully read the stack of medical records from the beginning to the end.
He didn't know how he finished watching it, just like the time when he heard the doctor's rescue process in the hospital and the police's car accident scene, he was so calm that even he couldn't believe it.
It wasn't until he saw the last word that he realized that his back was wet and sticky, his clothes were already soaked in sweat, and the hand holding the medical record was shaking terribly, and he almost stopped breathing.
From the car accident ten years ago, which caused Shen Mucheng to be seriously injured and comatose, to the gradual failure of his organs due to the prolonged coma, to the process of his first year of recovery after waking up, there is nothing on this resume. It was recorded in great detail.
From those cold words, Luo Shaoheng seemed to have seen Shen Mucheng lying on the hospital bed with unknown life and death, relying only on medicine and nutrient solution to maintain his life. The heart throbbed uncontrollably.
Mingming's heart was in severe pain, but his eyes were so dry that he couldn't shed a tear. Holding the medical record in his hand, he took a few hard breaths before calming down a little, but he couldn't suppress the trembling from his body. I can't stop getting cold.
He had imagined countless times how serious the car accident that would put Shen Mucheng in a coma for seven years would be, but he never thought it would be so serious, especially in the most serious two years, Shen Mucheng even suffered from organ failure, and When he was weakest, he was never by his side.
I don't know how long he kept half-kneeling on the ground, Luo Shaoheng looked at the medical records in his hands repeatedly like self-torture, until he felt soreness in his shoulders and legs that could not be ignored, then he carefully put the medical records back into the file bag Inside, push open the medicine box in the drawer and put it back in place.
After locking the drawer, Luo Shaoheng slowly stood up while supporting the edge of the bed, and then sat on the bed as if he had collapsed, with his hands on his knees, trying hard to control his trembling hands.
He remembered what Dr. Zhang said today that Shen Mucheng had recovered very well, and he forced himself over and over again not to panic. Since the doctor said so, it proves that maybe there is really no big problem, at least Shen Mucheng was at the most dangerous time. Already made it through.
"It's okay." He whispered to himself, crossed his hands and clenched his arms tightly, but the panic in his heart could not be reduced a bit. He might be able to withstand the one blow that year, but he would definitely not be able to bear the second blow. Second-rate.
Shen Mucheng went back to the main house after finishing his work, probably because of the upcoming season change, the old man caught a cold these two days, coughed non-stop every day, and after returning from the hospital, his body, which had managed to heal well, became weak again.
As soon as he stepped into the door of the living room, Shen Mucheng heard intermittent coughing from inside. He stepped in quickly and saw the old man nestled in the rocking chair in the living room, with a blanket on his lap and a hand covering his hand. A small hand warmer, and Uncle Zhao next to him held a glass of water and patted his back with one hand to help him breathe.
Ever since he fell ill a few years ago, the old man has become very afraid of the cold. Sometimes even in summer, he has to wear long-sleeved clothes indoors. His originally tall figure has become thinner in the past two years. He looked very old with his waist down and coughing.
Shen Mucheng watched him cough with his hands on his lips, and suddenly remembered the old man's white-haired man sending a black-haired man to him when his parents passed away.
He still clearly remembers that when the old man took his hand and said to him "Acheng, kowtow to your parents" in front of his parents' grave, the old man looked ten years older in an instant.
The old man is almost ninety years old now, and has three sons and a daughter under his knees. Shen Mucheng's parents had passed away in a car accident. His second uncle's family had lived in Switzerland for a long time, and his aunt married to the United States. Due to family reasons, she rarely came back. Apart from Shen Mucheng, only Shen Qiuxiong's family was around.
Shen Qiuxiong has always been worried about the fact that the old man first handed over the sovereignty of the Shen family to Shen Mucheng's father, and then to Shen Mucheng. The relationship between him and the old man has long been lost except for the name of father and son. .
Especially after he was repeatedly slapped in the face by Shen Mucheng for wanting to intervene in the main family's business, even the old man came back from the hospital these days just to put on a look, let alone be willing to serve and care in front of the old man.
Looking at the old man, Shen Mucheng couldn't help thinking about Shen Jiang and the others. If things were as he had guessed, how could it be possible to say no to complaints? Regardless of the cause of the incident, if Luo Shaoheng did not survive the nursing home, then no matter what he or the old man did, he would not be able to repay him.
It's just that the old man looks a little stupid now, and he can't say the words of those questions. Besides, even if he asks, what answer can the old man get from him in such a situation
Standing in place for a while, Shen Mucheng collected all his thoughts and walked over.
Uncle Zhao stopped patting the old man's back, carefully fed the old man a few sips of warm water, and then looked at Shen Mucheng: "Master, you are here."
"En." Shen Mucheng took the cup in his hand, and gently fed it to the old man.
The old man refused to drink after a few sips. He raised his head and stared at him carefully for a while: "Ah Cheng?"
"Well, it's me, grandpa." Shen Mucheng put the cup aside, took out two paper towels and wiped the water from his mouth, "Are you feeling better?"
"Very good." The old man smiled, his eyes were much clearer than before, he coughed twice and asked, "Is the company busy? Have you eaten yet?"
"Not busy, come over to eat with you." Shen Mucheng raised his head and asked Uncle Zhao after speaking, "Has the old man eaten this afternoon?"
"I only drank some porridge. I'll go see how the dinner is getting ready." Uncle Zhao went to the kitchen after finishing speaking.
Shen Mucheng sat down on the stool next to him, and chatted with him while helping the old man loosen his muscles. After chatting for a few words, the old man started talking nonsense again. He recognized Shen Mucheng as his father for a while, and then pulled him Asked about his mother, Shen Mucheng was already used to him being sober and sometimes confused, so he didn't care.
While chatting, Shen Mucheng's cell phone rang. He looked at Luo Shaoheng's name on the screen, and the corner of his eye fell on the old man who was playing with his fingers. After a slight pause, he picked it up directly: "Shaoheng."
"Are you still busy?" Luo Shaoheng asked on the phone.
"On the old man's side, what's the matter?" Shen Mucheng asked, while paying attention to the old man's expression, he found that he had no reaction to Luo Shaoheng's name.
"It's okay, I'm just calling you to chat when I'm bored." Luo Shaoheng smiled and paused, "Then you stay with the old man first, and I'll hang up first."
"Wait a minute." Shen Mucheng stopped him, stood up from the stool and walked to the balcony, "When will you be back?"
"Huh? Miss me?" Luo Shaoheng said slightly.
"En." Shen Mucheng responded in a low voice, "I want to hug you."
Luo Shaoheng was quiet for a while, and then there was a chuckle: "Then I'll go back early, and now that I am wronged for the time being, you should think about it."
"En." Shen Mucheng was worried that the old man would not be with him, so he said a few words to him before hanging up the phone.
Although the old man was not feeling well physically, his spirit was much clearer than before. After dinner, he played a few games of chess with Shen Mucheng and watched TV for a while before going back to his room to rest.
Before going to sleep, he dragged Shen Mucheng to talk in a drowsy manner. The content of his speech was messy and disorderly. After a while, he talked about Shen Mucheng's childhood, and after a while he recalled Shen Mucheng's parents. He became popular while talking Eye sockets, wrinkled face with a desolate look, Xu is thinking of the experience of his son and daughter-in-law who died in Huangquan at a young age, and his heart aches unbearably.
"Your parents left you as a son. You are the continuation of their lives. You have to strive and don't let them down!!" The old man took Shen Mucheng's hand and chattered, his tear-ridden eyes were cloudy .
No matter what he said, Shen Mucheng responded in a low voice, and it took a lot of effort to calm him down.
When the old man's breathing calmed down and he seemed to have fallen asleep, Shen Mucheng got up and was about to leave the room. As soon as he reached the door, he heard a sighing voice from behind: "Ah Cheng... Grandpa, I'm sorry."
These endless words made Shen Mucheng's footsteps stop, and he suddenly remembered something, turned around and looked at the old man, only to see that he was still lying flat, but his hands that were originally placed in front of his abdomen were changed into one. Only on the eyes.
"... You were never the one who was sorry for me." Shen Mucheng couldn't hold back his words after all. The old man didn't reply. Saying "have a good rest" and left the old man's room.
Coming out of the main house, Shen Mucheng couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart, the old man's words seemed to confirm his speculation these days, and made his already depressed heart even heavier.
After driving aimlessly around the city for a few laps, Shen Mucheng returned to the apartment. When he opened the door, he found that the light in the living room was on, Shen Mucheng was stunned for a moment, his first reaction was Luo Shaoheng, but he quickly rejected this possibility, thinking that he forgot to turn off the light when he went out in the morning.
Opening the door of the shoe cabinet to change shoes, his eyes widened slightly after seeing a pair of dark brown leather shoes inside, and a flash of disbelief flashed in his eyes. He was only in a daze for a few seconds, he didn't even bother to change his shoes, he ran into the living room quickly, and went upstairs immediately after seeing no one on the sofa in the living room.
Seeing the light coming from the slightly closed door of the bedroom in the corridor, Shen Mucheng was overjoyed, but couldn't help but lighten his footsteps, fearing that Luo Shaoheng was already asleep and would be woken up by the sound of his own footsteps.
Luo Shaoheng had indeed fallen asleep. Shen Mucheng pushed open the door and went in and saw him lying sideways in the middle of the bed, holding his own pillow in his arms. His sleep was light, and Shen Mucheng woke up as soon as he approached the bed.
"Are you back?" Luo Shaoheng rubbed his eyes, let go of the pillow in his arms, and sat up from the bed, "I thought you were going to live with the old man tonight."
Shen Mucheng looked down at him and asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I'm afraid you're still busy, so I want to give you a surprise." Luo Shaoheng smiled, "How about it, have you been scared by me?"
Shen Mucheng watched him silently, and with such a high and low posture, Luo Shaoheng had to look up to meet him. Luo Shaoheng supported himself with one hand, tilted his head and smiled at him: "Didn't you say you want to hug me?" ? I have already delivered it to my door, why don't you take the initiative?"
When Luo Shaoheng said this, there was still a little mist in his eyes that had just woken up, but it did not damage the tenderness in his eyes. Shen Mucheng lowered his head and looked at him for a moment, then slowly bent down and kissed his eyes, then stretched out Gently but firmly, she took him into her arms.