novelraw Chapter 63 Restoring Memory
Chapter 63 Restoring Memory
Kuncheng in December is the coldest time of the year, the water in the pool is bone-chillingly cold, and the water soaked into Song Jing's clothes in no time, and it felt so cold, Qin Mo was also frightened by this change As soon as I jumped, the sky turned dark. During the day, I looked at the rippling pool water, but at night it seemed to be stained with ink.
Qin Mo's heart was beating violently, his eyes suddenly widened and he stared at the figure struggling in the pool, completely forgetting whether Song Jing could swim, his face turned pale immediately;
"Song Jing, Song Jing, come up quickly."
The water in this pool is indeed not shallow. Although Song Jing seldom swims on weekdays, he can indeed swim. He tried to stand up, but found that the water in the pool was very deep, and his feet could hardly reach the bottom. He was about to go to the shore While swimming, his feet were suddenly entangled with something. He kicked twice but did not get rid of it. He could only hold his breath and prepare to go to the bottom of the pool to untie it.
Qin Mo saw that the person who had just popped up fell into the trap again, his heart had already reached his throat, and the fear he had never felt before spread all over his body. The cold wind in January almost chilled his heart. He looked around to find Things, but nothing can be used, the lip color has been dyed lavender, the body is crumbling, and the voice is trembling;
"Song Jing, come up quickly, stop making trouble, Song Jing, cough cough..."
A gust of choking wind made him cough so hard that he couldn't straighten up. Song Jing touched something wrapped around his ankle. It felt slippery like water plants. The dark pool water made his senses all over his body sensitive, and he held his breath like this. It would be a lie to say that he is not afraid. The aquatic plants are very resilient, and it took him a long time to tear them apart because the lack of oxygen and the cold pool water caused his heart rate to rise suddenly.
He opened his eyes under the water, and his eyes were filled with pitch black. This kind of pitch black was very similar to the previous dream, which made him feel a little familiar. Even in this situation, he would not open his mouth to breathe, and the fragments in his mind began to reorganize, and the face that was always invisible before was finally seen this time.
It was the face of a little boy, who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, but he would never be mistaken, it was the face of Qin Mo when he was a child;
"Brother, can we still go out? I'm afraid, will they kill us?"
The voice of a little boy appeared in his mind. He recognized this voice. The deepest part of the memory became clear.
"Song Jing, Song Jing..."
The lumbar spine in the stomach hurt, Qin Mo put his hands on his heart and kept calling the person in the water, and went to the side to find a bamboo pole. The distant voice reached Song Jing's ears through the pool water, and the memory suddenly became clear. Qin Mo, Qin Mo was still waiting for him, he yanked the water plants on his feet vigorously, Qin Mo's breathing was a bit stagnant when he pressed his stomach with his hands, and he couldn't breathe to the end, when he was about to grab the bamboo pole, he suddenly heard the sound of the water .
Turning his head suddenly, the person who was buried in the water just now finally showed his head, and he immediately shouted;
"Song Jing... come here."
He found the nearest place to go ashore and supported his stomach. Song Jing was very cold, and he knew that he had to go ashore as soon as possible, otherwise his leg cramps would not be a joke. He saw the person on the shore;
"Don't move, don't move."
Song Jing finally struggled to the shore, his body was almost cold and stiff and trembling, Qin Mo squatted down and wanted to pull him, but Song Jing dared not let him help him, he grabbed the stone on one side and finally climbed When he came up, he choked a lot of water from his mouth and nose, his lips were dark purple, his joints were stiff, his body was shaking uncontrollably, and the water in his stomach made him lie on the ground and retch.
People who vomit and don't think about it worry about their jokes;
"The water in this pool is really bad to drink."
Qin Mo looked at him and suddenly didn't know what to say;
"I'm sorry just now."
Song Jing was wet all over, trembling uncontrollably, but still smiled;
"I'm fine. I just took a shower. Go back to the house."
Seeing that his condition was not right, Qin Mo hurried over a few steps and wanted to squat down with difficulty. Song Jing suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, but was surprised that his hand was as cold as ice. Stand firm and let go;
"I'm fine, you go in, I'll go in right away."
"What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Song Jing."
The bone-chilling coolness on the wrist made Qin Mo feel uncertain, but Song Jing stared at the person in front of him closely, and gradually overlapped with the little boy in his dream. Qin Mo was right, it was not the first time they met three years ago, they His fate started more than ten years ago, his consciousness began to be a little fuzzy, he just looked at the person in front of him and smiled, and fell down in front of Qin Mo like this.
Qin Mo's face suddenly turned pale, and he even shook his hands to detect his breath. He felt the warm breath and suppressed the panic in his heart. He shook his hands and took out his mobile phone to call Wu Run. He really couldn't move him. , and was afraid that he would really suffer from freezing in such a cold day, so he could only take out the quilt and wrap him tightly in it. There was no moment when he was more powerless and afraid than at this moment. Wu Run came very quickly, and Zhou Hai followed up.
Wu Run carried Song Jing back to the bedroom, and Zhou Hai helped Qin Mo into the room. After such a toss, Qin Mo's face was frighteningly pale, and his heart palpitations continued like torture. The pain in his heart was much worse than before. But his eyes were always on the person on the bed;
"how is he?"
Wu Run put down the stethoscope;
"Falling into the water is very cold, and the fever is a little high, let's go down the fever first, you'd better lie down for a while, your heart doesn't need to be tossed."
Qin Mo was supported and lay beside Song Jing. It was rare for him to wake up and the people around him fell asleep in such a long time. He turned his head and kept looking at the people around him, and closed his eyes in embarrassment for a long time. He closed his eyes, he knew that he was too emotional today, he spread all the grievances in his stomach on Song Jing, Song Jing didn't wake up and he couldn't sleep well, he woke up again and again, because of difficulty in breathing, Zhou Hai propped up his pillow and put on nasal oxygen, but Song Jing was still asleep every time he woke up.
He checked the time again and again, and the hour hand went from nine to three. They didn't wake up. Song Jing fell asleep, and when he got up to go to the bathroom, no one was around. Naturally, he wouldn't tell Zhou Hai and Wu Run that he could only do it by himself. Carrying his belly to the bathroom, it seemed that for the first time in these months, when he woke up at night, the warm hands were not on his elbows.
Qin Mo's lips were frosty white, the child finally calmed down a bit after arguing for a while, he moved out of the bathroom and sat by the bed, looking at the person lying peacefully on the other side of the bed;
"You are lazy, do you think it is too tiring to take care of me? You found such a reason to rest?"
Song Jing fell asleep, he was confused for no reason, and wanted to hold Song Jing's hand, but found that his palm was very hot, and his pupils shrank suddenly. He had already taken antipyretics just now, and the palm of his hand should never be at this moment. At this temperature, he immediately touched the cell phone on one side to call Wu Run next door, and the door was pushed open;
"Look at him, his palms are so hot, it doesn't seem right."
Wu Run took a stethoscope and went over to check, Qin Mo saw the temperature on the thermometer and began to panic;
"39.5?"
Wu Run's face also became serious;
"It may be burnt to pneumonia. You need to go to the hospital as soon as possible. Dr. Zhou will trouble you to get out of the car."
Qin Mo's face tightened;
"pneumonia?"
Wu Run held his elbow;
"Don't worry too much. The water is too cold this season. It's normal to have a high fever after being in ice for such a long time. It's definitely not a big problem for him to pay attention to exercise."
Half an hour later, the car arrived at the hospital. Wu Run had already arranged for the examination, and the results came out quickly. Song Jing was sent directly to the ward upstairs. The mood fluctuated, the child moved violently, he could barely get out of the bed, Song Jing's hospital bed was pushed to his side, and he immediately looked at Wu Run;
"How about it?"
"It's some pneumonia, anti-inflammatory treatment has been arranged, don't worry too much."
For some reason, Qin Mo felt a little uncertain and panicked;
"When will he wake up?"
"It's almost [-]:[-] in the morning."
Wu Run said so, but no one thought that Song Jing didn't wake up until the afternoon. Qin Mo called him from time to time, but the person didn't respond. At three o'clock in the afternoon, he was a little panicked;
"It's been almost 20 hours since last night, why hasn't he woke up yet?"
"It takes time for the body to recover. Maybe he was too tired during this time, but he has a good foundation, so don't worry too much."
This sentence obviously didn't make Qin Mo feel relieved. Until the night when the fever that Song Jing had just faded started to burn again, Wu Run's face also changed a little. It is estimated that Qin Mo's mood was slow and he said to him;
"Repeated high fever puts a heavy burden on the lungs. I suggest sending them to the intensive care unit for observation to avoid other complications caused by inflammation outbreaks."
This sentence seemed to stare Qin Mo in place, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't even understand;
"ICU?"
"Just observe."
Qin Mo suddenly grabbed Wu Run's arm;
"Tell me the truth, is he in a bad condition?"
Wu Run sat by the bed;
"Don't worry, lung inflammation is not a big problem, just be careful."
When Qin Mo watched Song Jing's hospital bed being pushed out of the ward, his heart was empty. Zhou Hai was worried about Qin Mo's body and monitored his data all the time.
"Mr. Qin, you should rest for a while. I didn't sleep well last night, which puts a heavy burden on my heart. Mr. Song will not have any serious problems."
Qin Mo was leaning on the hospital bed, with the blood oxygen clip still clamped on his index finger, his expression was a little tired, and he looked even more haggard;
"These days, my emotions are always unstable. I can't face my current body. My temper is becoming more and more weird. I always lose my temper. I didn't want to say that last night."
Zhou Hai was sitting by the bed, listening to the person on the bed chanting every sentence, he didn't know how he felt, a man was pregnant and had a child, no matter it was physical or secular pressure, he could imagine it, and he was able to talk to him at this moment because There's nothing anyone can say about it.
"I think Mr. Song can understand you, and he will never be angry. In fact, many pregnant people will have emotional fluctuations due to physical discomfort in the third trimester of pregnancy and hormone changes in the body. This is quite a normal phenomenon. Don't worry about it. Think about the bright side, you may see the little guy in your belly in two more months."
As if in response to Zhou Hai's words, the baby in Qin Mo's womb moved a little, and it just hit the palm of his hand, making his heart feel like it was full of something.
That night Qin Mo didn't sleep well, he would wake up from time to time, and get up at night with his back up. The baby in his stomach was more active than usual, and he seemed a little uneasy.
Qin Mo caressed his stomach with his hands, his expression tired, but his lowered eyes were unusually gentle;
"Aren't you used to him not being here? Be good, and dad will take you to see another dad tomorrow, okay?"
Song Jing still didn't wake up that night, Qin Mo got up very early the next day, and when Wu Run came in, he had already come out of the bathroom;
"Is he awake?"
Wu Run looked worried at his face;
"Not yet, but the situation is fairly stable."
Qin Mo frowned;
"He just fell into the water, why hasn't he woke up yet?"
It has been two days and one night now, no matter what, he should have woken up. Wu Run sat down with a troubled expression on his face;
"His physical signs are stable, and his fever has receded this morning. It stands to reason that he should wake up, but everyone's physique is different, and there are also cases of coma during the recovery period after a high fever."
Take me to see him, Wu Run knew that he wouldn't be relieved if he didn't let him see;
"Okay, but you should go there after you have breakfast."
Qin Mo reluctantly ate half a bowl of porridge in the morning and rejected it. Wu Run helped him change the sterile clothes, and then helped him in. Qin Mo's eyes fell on the person on the bed, but Song Jing's body was not. Even with all kinds of pipes, but the person was lying there without making a sound, Qin Mo felt uncomfortable when he saw it, he propped himself up and sat down beside the bed;
"What are you doing? Huh? Is it my fault for not waking up?"
After arriving here for almost two days, Qin Mo's spirit was finally broken. He hadn't had a good rest for two days. He was screaming all over his body. There was really no place for him to feel comfortable. He couldn't even lean on the chair, so he could only support it with his hands. Leaning against the armrest on one side, his eyes were full of tiredness;
"Zhiqian kept saying that he would take care of me. Is that how you take care of me? Do you have to wait for my operation before you wake up?"
"Song Jing, I'm not feeling well, if you can hear me, wake up quickly."
Qin Mo is not a person who is willing to give in, but at the moment he is indeed very disturbed. The child is approaching the due date day by day, even if he doesn't say anything about it, how can he not feel anxious about the operation?The more he enjoyed it, the less he dared to think about the success or failure of the operation. He even made a face to Song Jing these days because he was really uncomfortable. Besides, he was afraid, he was afraid that what Song Jing hoped for would be nothing in the end.
The author says:
abused;
In this chapter, I don’t know whether to abuse Mr. Qin or Mr. Song;
Finally it was Song Gou's turn, hospitalized unconscious