Hearing what she said, He Xiaojie's eyes lit up, she wiped her tears indiscriminately and said to Hou Xiaofeng, "Hou Xiaofeng, go and pack something to eat."
She didn't know why she sent Hou Xiaofeng there. There were obviously two other boys at the scene, but she just said that to Hou Xiaofeng unconsciously.
Hou Xiaofeng didn't know when he listened to He Xiaojie's words like this, when she told him to go east, he must go west.
Without saying a word, he ran out with his wallet.
Su Rourou gulped down the soup dumplings, dumplings and flat meat with noodles that Hou Xiaofeng had brought back into her mouth, tears kept falling into the soup.
In fact, she couldn't feel any taste after eating these things in her mouth. Even if there is a pile of dirt in front of her, she will eat it without changing her face.
Even if she can't feel the taste, she still wants to eat it. She used to love food the most, but now eating food is just for her to survive, waiting for the moment when a miracle will appear...
Seeing her heartbroken look, everyone secretly wiped away their tears.
At this moment, the door of the operating room opened...
The leader was a doctor with a serious expression. His eyes were bloodshot and he was obviously extremely exhausted: "You guys, who is the family member of the patient?"
Su Rourou's heart trembled, and she walked forward with weak steps, barely standing in front of the doctor: "I am."
The doctor sighed: "Sorry, we tried our best..."
Su Rourou's pupils shrank suddenly, her face was as pale as paper, and her small body kept shaking like fallen leaves in the wind.
The doctor went on to say: "The patient's brain has been severely traumatized, and he is now close to brain death..."
"Brain dead?" Su Rourou repeated this sentence blankly, her fingertips felt cold. Despair hit like a mountain, and she fell to the ground overwhelmed.
He Xiaojie and the others immediately stepped forward to help her up, and the doctor's voice came again: "Brain dead, also known as a 'vegetative'... However, there is still a possibility of waking up, although it is very small."
A group of nurses in white came out of the emergency room pushing the mobile hospital bed. Luo Yichen lay stiffly under the white sheet like a cold corpse.
His body was full of pinholes and various trachea, his once clear eyes were now tightly closed, as if they would never be opened again.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Su Rourou repeated these four words unconsciously, and threw herself on the side of Luo Yichen's bed, "Luo Yichen, you said... that you would stay with me for the rest of your life! You are lying Wake up, wake up, wake up and tell me this is not true!"
The doctors and nurses had seen too many scenes of life and death, so they could only leave her with a meaningless sentence: "My condolences..."
"Rourou, don't do this. Maybe, a miracle will happen; maybe, he will wake up soon." Several girls stepped forward and dragged Su Rourou up, their eyes were also red, "You must Only by living well can we wait for the day when he wakes up."
What they said, Su Rourou didn't listen to a single word. In her eyes, only Luo Yichen's tightly closed eyes...
He Yanzhi stood behind her, with tears in his eyes, and his throat rolled a few times with difficulty. Seeing her heartbroken, he kept regretting in his heart: Why didn't he react earlier at that moment and protect her instead of Luo Yichen...