AWB Chapter 21 Awakening
Chapter 21 Awakening
half a month later.
Huo Jue looked at Chi Baiwan on the hospital bed, he always felt that this kind of scene had happened many times.
The young man's pale skin, dry lips, drip needles on the back of his slender hands, and his straight legs curled up under the quilt, made him motionless as if dead.
After he jumped off the boat, Huo Jue happened to see a plunge into the water, and the water splashed with the wind and waves. No one noticed that Huo Jue jumped off the boat.
Huo Jue is good at diving and has the qualifications of a rescue team. Such waves are not too dangerous for him.
He quickly found Chi Baiwan. At that time, Chi Baiwan still had a little desire to survive. Huo Jue pulled him out of the sea with all his strength. Not long after, he heard someone on the bow deck crazily shouting Fu Sihan's name. name.
There was chaos on the boat, and no one noticed that Huo Jue was missing.
There was a momentary respite from the heavy rain, and the god stopped weeping, and the drainage system on the deck temporarily resumed operation. For a cruise ship of this level, it is not enough for a shipwreck.
All the bodyguards went down to search and rescue Fu Sihan, while Fu's family waited anxiously on the shore, watching the rescue ships sailing towards the sea one by one, tossing and searching in the wind and waves.
The media broadcast this scene at the same time, and the official announced that only Young Master Fu was alive or dead in this accident, and there were no other victims on board.
Huo Jue dragged Chi Baiwan to Houdao, took his own yacht, returned to the shore as quickly as possible, and sent him to the private hospital of his good brother Chu Lan overnight.
That night Chu Lan's expression was unprecedentedly dignified. When Chi Baiwan pierced the blood bag in front of his heart, he used too much force, and the knife wound was only an inch deep into the heart. Even the Immortal Da Luo could not save Chi Baiwan's life up.
Huo Jue stayed outside the ward all night, and Chu Lan pushed him into the ICU early the next morning. The well-educated Huo Jue yelled at Chi Bai 10 minutes later before sitting down, covering his head and sighing.
On the fifth day, Chu Lan pushed her into the special ward for care, officially declaring that she was out of danger.
However, Chi Baiwan fell into a persistent coma, and he was already badly injured. Chu Lan even took a picture of him as a teaching case.
Chi Baiwan's right arm was seriously dislocated. I'm afraid he won't be able to do heavy work or carry heavy things in the future.
A pair of slender and beautiful hands were bruised, the knuckles were bruised, and the nerve endings were injured. It took several years to fully recover.
The most shocking thing is that there is a large wound on his white ankle where someone stepped on it with the sole of a shoe. It is the largest and has been soaked in seawater. The current skin is artificial skin grafting.
There is also the scar on the heart that has never recovered, I am afraid it will not be erased in this life.
Huo Jue was really afraid that he would die. If the company was not busy, he would just sit by Chi Baiwan's bed, quietly caressing the white rose placed beside his bed, and occasionally looking down at his face.
People who are asleep will not hide, Huo Jue can watch as much as he wants.
His side face is very quiet, gentle and gentle, his thick and long eyelashes are like the wings of a butterfly, his tall nose bridge is as smooth as jade, and his thin red lips are lightly closed, like a beautiful pale doll, showing no sign of waking up .
Huo Jue looked at him a few times, and his breath sprayed onto Chi Baiwan's hair, which fluttered a few times, as if Chi Baiwan woke up and turned his head away shyly.
But Chi Baiwan didn't wake up, his chest rose and fell very slowly, and the electrocardiogram was stable, but there was no sign of waking up.
Huo Jue put away the smile on his face, tore off the calendar on the wall, and another day passed.
"Mr. Huo, are you here again?"
Dr. Chu Lan walked in from outside the ward, opened the stool and sat down: "It's been more than half a month, and the patient finally shows signs of waking up, but I hope you can be prepared, I may have some bad news here."
Huo Jue visited Chi Baiwan from time to time during the past half month, and was not surprised by any news. When he heard that Chi Baiwan might wake up, there was a gleam of light in his eyes.
He lit a cigarette, and then extinguished it under Chu Lan's reproachful gaze, "Sorry, tell me."
Looking at the medical records, Chu Lan said seriously: "His brain was hit once, but he has a strong desire to survive, so he can live until now. However, the blood clot that oppressed the nerves in his brain has not recovered well. After waking up, he may have amnesia, blindness, aphasia, loss of hearing and sense of smell... and a series of possible pathological reactions, and it is not sure which nerve is pressed, so it is impossible to draw a conclusion."
Huo Jue clenched his fists, endured and endured, and punched the white wall with such strength that the clock shook.
Chu Lan's expression was cold, he didn't know Chi Baiwan's background, and closed the case, "Mr. Huo, because of the brotherhood we grew up wearing a pair of pants for so many years, you should tell me who this person is, right? "
Huo Jue didn't speak all the time, walked to the window, and said in a low voice after a while: "You really want to know? I'm afraid you will throw him on the street immediately if you find out."
Chu Lan pushed up his glasses, and the edge of the gold frame made him look colder.
"It's impossible for me to leave my patient on the street. Even if he is a dead Nezha, I can squeeze out a jade lotus arm for him. Just say it."
Huo Jue frowned, "He is Fu Sihan's lover."
Chu Lan immediately covered her mouth with her hand and coughed softly, "It's actually a canary raised by President Zhengqing... The background is not small, so he is a lover. It's pretty miserable. Come on, pretend I didn't ask, you rich people I'm not interested in that kind of thing in the circle."
Huo Jue was about to say something when he saw Chi Baiwan's head move slightly.
Chu Lan also found out, and immediately called the nurse in to monitor the data. Huo Jue stepped aside consciously, unable to bear to see more scars on Chi Baiwan's body.
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When the cold seawater poured in from his mouth and nose, Fu Sihan had already lost consciousness.
There was a sharp reef where Chi Baiwan fell into the boat. The violent storm at night was so fast that no matter how good his eyesight was, he couldn't see the location of the reef. Fu Sihan followed him and jumped off, and his whole body fell on the edge of the reef. .
He felt the salty sea water flowing in his body, freezing, emptying out the thoughts in his brain, making his body sink and fall infinitely, and let the ocean current take him far away.
He didn't float very far, and when the search and rescue team rescued him, his body was already cold.
Fu Sihan couldn't explain what it was like to die, he only knew that when he woke up he had a splitting headache, and with the pungent smell of disinfectant, he regained consciousness again.
At least until now, Fu Sihan is still alive.
In a coma—or rather, at the moment of death, many episodes were staged in his mind in turn, like a wonderful mime script, burning into ashes from a corner, and all of them were instilled into the depths of his memory.
Chi Bai was lying on the sofa waiting for him to come home at night, serving him soup with a smile on his face. Behind him was the sleepless clock, ticking to burn his life.
Chi Baiwan told him in a fit of anger that he was going to leave. He lay on the sofa with his butt pouted and looked through the photo album. When he saw that he didn't coax him in the end, he turned around and hugged him and said kiss Brother Han, I'm not angry anymore.
Chi Baiwan was teared up by him on the white beach, asked him if he was going to marry someone else, hugged his knees and said he was going to leave, stood on the deck and said goodbye to him, he said goodbye, I don’t love you anymore, I’m serious of.
Fu Sihan walked between life and death, after falling into the water that day until now, it seems like a dream.
His soul watched his body being salvaged, he knew he was dead, but God confiscated his soul again and made him reborn.
Now that he woke up from the dream, Fu Sihan opened his eyes, his dry throat seemed to contain salt from the sea, making him unable to make a sound.
The smell of someone coming in the air is Zhou Yan's jasmine perfume, Fu Song's ink smell, and even Fu Yun's book smell, a lot of messy smells.
Only there is no new rain from the empty mountain.
At this moment, there is no one in front of the hospital bed, and no one is guarding here.
He suddenly became angry, and flipped over the infusion stand hanging beside the bed with one hand, his deep voice was full of anger, like the night when the wind and waves swept through him that night.
"Chi... Bai... Wan..."
No one answered him, no one came over, gently stroked his forehead, asked him if there was any pain, just kiss him, I love you, don't worry, I will worry.
Only the white window screens blown by the cool breeze, the empty room is like a gap forgotten by time, and the ears are so empty that it is almost tinnitus.
The servant who had been dozing by his side was terrified. He picked up the phone to call Fu Song and Zhou Yan, but Fu Sihan frowned and tapped the phone down, his voice hoarse like frost.
"Master, you are awake..."
There is a cup of steaming mocha on his bedside, three portions of sugar, and the density of milk foam is the same as before.
Fu Sihan narrowed his eyes and said impatiently, "Take it away, pour it out."
The servant hurriedly picked up the coffee cup and was about to pour it out, when he heard Fu Sihan's calm voice order her: "Wait a minute."
The servant didn't dare to guess what he meant, so he put it on the table again.
Fu Sihan stretched out his hand, with pale and bony hands, picked up the cup, put it down again, picked it up and put it down again, the thick layer of milk on the surface of the mocha coffee was the most familiar recipe he had ever had.
A layer of icy frost suddenly formed between his brows, he raised his hand, and slammed the cup at the servant's feet.
The cup was torn apart, and the perfect-looking mocha sprinkled the carpet, blowing up waves like spray.
The servant took a big step back in fright, and was closing his eyes tightly waiting for Fu Sihan to scold his head and face, but Fu Sihan stood up suddenly like a firecracker that had been completely ignited, pulled out the needle in his hand, and started He got off the hospital bed, staggered and slammed the door and left.
When he went down the stairs, he felt numb and broke out in a cold sweat. No servant dared to help him, and he didn't need it.
All the mirrors in the lobby on the first floor were covered with cloth. Fu Sihan strode up to the mirrors and said in a firm tone, "Get out."
The servants quickly hid aside, Fu Sihan lifted the cloth and saw himself in the mirror.
He was dressed in plain white clothes, did not wash, did not comb his hair, and was even barefoot. He looked like a ghost crawling out of hell, or a widow wearing filial piety.
widow.
Fu Sihan closed his eyes and was extremely sullen. He took off his clothes and threw them at his feet. In the mirror, his body was clean and white, flawless, and his muscle lines were still in the shape of careful training. Xia touched him with a shy face and said that he loved him.
Fu Sihan wanted to get rid of this, and an indescribable feeling of hollowness made him feel angry from the bottom of his heart.
"Young master, you finally woke up, the master ordered you to eat when you wake up..."
The sound of turning off the fire happened to be heard in the kitchen, and a dish of crab roe and sea cucumber soup was brought over, but unexpectedly, it hit Fu Sihan's muzzle.
Fu Sihan glanced at it. It was Chi Baiwan's favorite crab roe. He always said that sea cucumbers are cute creatures, and it would be a pity to eat them, but he ate them happily, with stars in his eyes.
Fu Sihan had never lost his temper with a servant before, and today was the first time.
Fu Sihanyang turned over the casserole, and his hand was severely burned red.
The crab roe and sea cucumber soup lay innocently on the ground. Fu Sihan suppressed his furious voice and growled, "Get out of here."
The servants left one after another. They didn't dare to ask why the young master Fu, who never made things difficult for his servants, suddenly changed his sex. When he returned to the old house, he even brought back the pastry, except for the familiar gentle young man.
Fu Sihan was standing alone on the carpet when the phone rang again, making his headache worse.
He looked like a giant dragon whose scales had been completely pulled out, looking at the word "Ye Jian" on the screen of the mobile phone with his sinister eyes.
But this is a matter of work, Fu Sihan let out a heavy breath, walked over quickly with a pair of long legs to connect, and rubbed between his brows to try to calm himself down.
"Say."
Ye Jian's voice sounded very excited on the other end of the phone: "Boss Fu, great news! The "Crow Killing" starring Wen Yuxiao that you invested in earlier exploded before it aired! Now many theaters are rushing to order it in advance, The finance department roughly estimated that our profit can be multiplied by five times!"
Fu Sihan's breathing calmed down a bit, and he asked, "Where is the explosive point?"
Ye Jian answered logically: "It's Mr. Chi's episode of the male actor in white Hanfu, which has already received 1000 million likes on the short video platform!"
Fu Sihan clutched the phone tightly for a moment, and after a long time, when Ye Jian thought he had hung up the phone, Fu Sihan said, "I see."
The exhaustion in the voice was so deep that even Ye Jian could hear it, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Fu, Mr. Chi...is it true that the body was not found?"
"To shut up!"
Fu Sihan dropped his phone with a bang, his hands were trembling, he squatted down after a while, picked up the phone resignedly, and opened the short video app.
Sure enough, when it was opened, it was Chi Baiwan's performance.
Fu Sihan stared at the young man in the video with tearing eyes, a pair of peach blossom eyes that hooked him absent-mindedly looked at the camera with affection, the moles at the end of his eyes dangled in front of Fu Sihan's eyes, and even a little white and thin spot on the neckline His collarbone had been nibbled and kissed by him more than once, leaving skin-cut hickey marks on it.
His slender neck is like the long neck of a white swan. When he penetrates deeply and shallowly, he always raises his head up for him to bite, kiss, and do whatever he wants.
He was so gentle, like a poison that penetrated into the bone marrow, making it difficult for Fu Sihan to quit without knowing it.
But now, with the cold screen between them, Fu Sihan wanted to touch his face, but he could only touch the torn cell phone film, just like his smile, which looked cracked and ugly on the phone screen.
Fu Sihan's voice was hoarse and deep, repeating his name over and over again: "Chi Baiwan..."
No one responded.
When Fu Sihan was in a coma, he vaguely heard that Fu Song had sent a salvage team to salvage at sea, but they still hadn't found Chi Baiwan's body. The salvage team told Fu Song helplessly that Chi Baiwan's chance of surviving was zero, so he could give up the salvage. up.
Fu Sihan couldn't admit the fact of Chi Baiwan's death. Chi Baiwan loved him so much and would always wait behind him, waiting for Fu Sihan to turn around.
But Chi Baiwan's body was gone, and he left him forever...
What's it like to lose someone forever?
Fu Sihan thought for a long time.
He didn't even think about it until a tear fell on the screen and smashed away the tears.
Fu Sihan thought, that was the canary he held tightly in his hand, it was just his lover, cowardly and obedient, submissive, how dare he have the courage to stab himself in the chest...
Fu Sihan clenched his teeth, his eyes were red as if they were stained with blood, scarlet and terrifying, like a ghost from hell.
Chi Baiwan must have gone crazy, it was not appropriate to keep a good canary, and he had to seek death.
It doesn't matter if you run away, just catch it back.
Fu Sihan lowered his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly thumped hard on the flat surface of the coffee table, until his knuckles turned red and purple, but he didn't feel any pain.
It wasn't until the joints were bleeding that Fu Sihan finally stopped, covering his forehead, biting his lips, but he couldn't make a sound.
As long as Fu Sihan has a little way, he will arrest Chi Baiwan at all costs, handcuff him, and never allow him to leave his sight for the rest of his life.
But Chi Baiwan died.
Even if Fu Sihan had the ability to reach the sky with his hands and eyes, he would never be found in heaven or earth.
Chi Baiwan doesn't want him anymore.
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Chi Baiwan finally woke up after being in a coma for half a month.
The first person he saw had an unfamiliar face, and he opened his mouth reluctantly, instinctively wanting to drink water.
But he remembered something and closed his mouth again.
There are plump oranges in the fruit basket on the hospital bed, and he will never eat oranges in his life.
Thinking of the smell of oranges made his stomach hurt, and, I don't know if it was because of choking on the sea water, it made his stomach convulse all the time, and he curled up like a shrimp when he held his stomach.
Fortunately, the cold-faced doctor brought him warm water, helped him sit up, and gently fed him to drink it.
Chi Baiwan swallowed the water slowly, leaning his limp body against the head of the bed, forced the corners of his mouth to smile.
"thanks……"
Chu Lan frowned: "Excuse me, are you mentally ill?"
Chi Baiwan was stunned for a moment, "Why... say that?"
His eyes were like two faint clusters of shining stars, which made Chu Lan inexplicably puzzled.
Chu Lan pushed her glasses, and wrote down a note in the medical record book: "I suggest you go to the mental illness department. You may have severe depression, which has already affected your health."
Chi Baiwan lowered his head and obediently listened to Chu Lan's talk about his lesions bit by bit. At the same time, he also pointed out that his appetite was poor and he had chronic gastritis, which was caused by severe depression. If left untreated, the inflammation in the stomach will get worse and worse, which may lead to stomach cancer.
Huo Jue folded his arms and listened for a long time, then came over and pressed Chi Baiwan into the quilt. As soon as he touched Chi Baiwan's shoulder, he felt his heart tighten and feel uncomfortable.
Chi Baiwan was too thin, except for a little flesh on his buttocks, the other places were so slender that he was sickly.
Fu Sihan fell in love with him every day, and he didn't notice this little thing?He is not short of money, is he?Don't even give the canary something good to eat?
Huo Jue whispered, "You just woke up, lie down first."
Chi Baiwan slowly raised his head to look at him, his soft peach eyes were full of confusion, after a while, he lowered his head and looked at his hands.
The long and thin ones look like they were painted, and they are all ugly bruises. It hurts even when you move, and the pain goes straight into your heart, like thousands of needles are piercing your heart.
Chu Lan couldn't bear to see it, so she could only remind her: "Ten fingers connected to your heart, your hand is hurt too much, you need to take good care of it, you can't do anything in the future, you know?"
Chi Baiwan didn't even have the strength to nod, but he still nodded reluctantly, then frowned.
"thanks……"
Seeing this, Chu Lan adjusted the flow rate of the drip, and told him at the same time: "You have severe anemia, have you never cared about it before? You have to have breakfast in the future and take good care of yourself."
"Um……"
Chi Baiwan lay silently, quietly looking at the poplar forest outside the ward.
Poplar trees are so vigorous and vigorous, struggling to grow under the warm rays of the sun.
Full of hope for life.
Seeing him like this, Chu Lan knew that he had just woken up and his mind was still confused, so she could only tell Huo Jue, "I haven't found out what his pathological reaction is yet, whether it's amnesia or blindness, there may be a long incubation period. From the current point of view, it is not amnesia. He has to stay here temporarily to recuperate, and you can spend more time with him when you have time. The patient seems to need company very much. I will arrange a psychiatrist for him now."
Huo Jue patted Chu Lan on the shoulder, "Thanks to you, brother. Let me ask again, can psychological counseling be carried out after he is discharged from the hospital? I want him to be discharged as soon as possible."
Chu Lan thought for a while, "Yes, but does he have something urgent to do?"
Huo Jue looked down at Chi Baiwan. Chi Baiwan was lying comfortably under the quilt and looking out the window. His hair was softly attached to his cheeks, his eyes were as calm as water, and his blinking frequency was unusually slow.
Huo Jue took out his phone and showed Chu Lan a video of Chi Baiwan, and then showed him the screen recording of Chi Baiwan singing live on the Internet as Ever. Chu Lan was so focused and dumbfounded.
"This is him?"
It was difficult for Chu Lan to match the shining star in front of the screen with Chi Baiwan in front of her.
Huo Jue turned off his mobile phone, and said thoughtfully: "It's him. The premiere of "Crow Killing" will be in three months. I hope he can go to the party and make his debut with the most perfect posture. I believe he can become popular The trouble is, he has to do some artist training these few months, so the more time you can leave me, the better."
Chu Lan took off her glasses and pressed her eyebrows, "I understand, leave it to me."
Before Chu Lan left, he turned on the TV in the ward. The news happened to be broadcasting the shipwreck on Gratu Island. According to the news, a seven-level tornado hit Gratu Island. Everyone returned to the shore, only the young master of the Fu family, Fu Si Han did not appear on the screen, and the official statement was that he was recuperating from a cold, but an insider broke the news that Fu Sihan was injured by a shipwreck and was taken to the Central Hospital by an ambulance...
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Chi Baiwan didn't seem to hear the news broadcast at night. He lazily and tiredly enjoyed the warm and bright sunshine in the afternoon, stretched out his hand, and let the light pass through his fingers and shine in his eyes.
What Fu Sihan did has nothing to do with him.
They've been, cut in two.
The author says:
Huo Jue: Tsk tsk, after all, I bear everything.
Fu Zha: I have such a big wife! !
Chi Bao: I don't know either [Smile.jpg].
感谢在2022-09-0918:06:46-2022-09-1019:36:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——
Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Zhe Yanxiu "Gan Kui Shou Bao" 1 piece;
Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of spending money without saving money; 2 bottles of Anchi; 55544747, 1 bottle of Yushengyan;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!