The car drove slowly and soon arrived at the Mu family's private hospital.
Before leaving, Xu Fei also handed over the old man's condition to other outstanding doctors. Zhuo Zhuo is also here today.
"Xiao Yue, how is the old man doing now? Logically speaking, the old man should be awake." Xia Qingkong stepped forward and asked him.
"The old man will wake up now, but the waking time is still short, one to two hours a day. He should be much better after next week. In fact, he has woken up twice today. You can go now Look at him, maybe he's awake."
Xia Qingkong nodded, and his heart suddenly beat violently.
Mr. Nalan is a very important person to Xia Qingkong. The old man has been unconscious, and Xia Qingkong really feels uncomfortable.
The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop; the child wants to be raised but the relatives are not there.
Why did the old man help Xia Qingkong so much and love Xiao Qingkong so much in the first place? However, before Xia Qingkong had time to repay the favor, the old man passed out. In the blink of an eye, it was almost half a year.
The old man must be very lonely lying on the hospital bed, right
Xia Qingkong was still holding Little Tomato, and Mu Chenhao was holding Little Tomato and entered the old man's ward with ease.
The old man was still sleeping there peacefully, but he used to have a lot of tubes inserted, but now they don't need them anymore, he just has an IV drip on his hand.
Xia Qingkong looked at the old man's closed eyes and felt inexplicably sad. The old man seemed to have a few more white hairs.
"Grandpa, I brought Little Tomato and Little Potato to see you. Mu Chenhao is also here today." Xia Qingkong sat on the edge of the bed and spoke to the old man.
Xia Qingkong put Little Tomato's hand next to the old man's.
Little Tomato's hands were tender, white, and chubby, but the old man's hands were full of wrinkles.
It had a different flavor in the past.
"Baby, do you know who this is to you?" Xia Qingkong turned to look at Little Tomato.
Little Tomato was babbling with her mouth open, unable to explain clearly, which also made Xia Qingkong laugh.
Xia Qingkong put the little tomato aside again, took the old man's hand and sighed, "Grandpa, please wake up quickly. You have been lying down for so long. I miss you so much."
I don't know if he heard Xia Qingkong's call, or if the old man was about to wake up.
The old man on the hospital bed recently opened his eyes.
"Grandpa?" Xia Qingkong was extremely surprised.
Nalan Rongde's eyes were empty.
After Xia Qingkong called her several times, Nalan Rongde realized what he was doing. He looked down at Qingkong with tears in his eyes, "Qingkong, you have worked hard during this time."
The old man may have not spoken for a long time, but when he opened his mouth, his voice sounded like a robot.
"It's not hard. Grandpa, just wake up. Just wake up and you'll be fine."
Xia Qingkong had fantasized about the scene when the old man woke up countless times, but she still couldn't help but burst into tears at this moment.
Nalan Ronde moved his head again and saw another person standing in the room, Mu Chenhao, holding Little Tomato and looking indifferent.
"Chenhao, have you bullied Qingkong during this time, or have you made our Qingkong feel wronged?"
"Grandpa, you are joking, how can I let it go?"
The corners of Mu Chenhao's mouth slightly raised. It was obvious that the old man's waking up was also good news for Mu Chenhao.
"Qingkong, tell me, did he bully you?" The old man didn't believe it.
Xia Qingkong shook her head in amusement, "Grandpa, how dare he bully me? I'm just as good at bullying him."
Nalan Rongde laughed after hearing this. He just smiled and started coughing. Xia Qingkong was startled and he quickly called Zhuo Zhuo over.
Last night, Xia Qingkong's heart twitched after she checked the old man's body again.
"Qingkong, there is nothing serious about the old man's health. As an elderly person, there are always some problems, big and small, on his body. It's not a problem. In addition, the old man has been lying down for too long, so some of his muscles have atrophied. Finally, Just do rehabilitation training for a month.”
Hearing Zhuo Zhuo say this, Xia Qingkong felt relieved.
"Do I need to stay here to do the rehabilitation training? Can I take the old man home to do it?"
The atmosphere in the hospital is really not good. Xia Qingkong also believes that the old man does not want to stay in the hospital. It would be nice if the rehabilitation training could be done at home.
"It can be done at home. There will be rehabilitation doctors and nurses at the Mu Family Private Hospital, and they will accompany the old man for two hours of rehabilitation training every morning. After a month, the old man will be back to normal."
Xia Qingkong nodded, then turned to ask the old man, "Grandpa, do you want to go back to the Mu family or the Nalan family?"
Xia Qingkong considered that Mr. Nalan had always lived in Nalan's house, and now he probably wanted to go home and have a visit.
"Nalan family? What Nalan family?"
Xia Qingkong looked at Nalan Rongruo in surprise. Nalan Rongruo's eyes were full of doubts and blindness.
"Grandpa... do you know who you are?"
"I am your grandpa..."
"Do you know what your name is?"
"Can not remember."
“…”
"Then they don't remember it either? Does Nalan Lei remember it??"
"Who is Nalan Lei?"
No way, the old man didn’t remember anything when he woke up
Xia Qingkong gave Zhuo Zhuo another look for help.
Zhuo Zhuo glanced at the old man and said, "Let the old man rest first. Let's go out and talk."
Qingkong nodded.
The Mu Family Private Hospital also set up a separate office for Zhuo Zhuo. In the office, Zhuo Zhuo said to Xia Qingkong, "The old man should have selective amnesia."
Xia Qingkong was stunned, "No way? What is selective amnesia?"
Zhuo Yue continued to explain, "Selective amnesia is when a person selectively forgets things that he or she does not want to remember or avoid after being stimulated by external factors or a collision in the brain!"
"Are you saying that the old man doesn't want to think about everything about the Nalan family?"
"It may be because everything in the Nalan family may be an unpleasant thing to the old man. In fact, the old man's brain may have woken up very early. The things in the Nalan family are torture to him, and he repeats them every moment. The complex tortured his nerves, and the old man was always on the verge of collapse, and something like this would happen later, and he would selectively forget these things that he didn't want to remember. "
"So that's it..."
"Is it possible to cure this method?" Mu Chenhao asked from the side.
"Yes, it depends on whether the old man thinks about it or not. If this matter is really very harmful to the old man, I suggest that it is better not to receive treatment."
Later, Zhuo Zhuo gave Xia Qingkong an information book on selective amnesia. Xia Qingkong flipped through it and found that in the last part of the selective amnesia, patients would imaginatively deceive themselves under strong mental pressure. …
Xia Qingkong thought about it and thought that the old man didn't remember that the people from the Nalan family took other people's food. Maybe it was a good thing for him, after all, Nalan Churou did such a beastly thing.