surnamed Wang

In the early morning, the sun shines into the room through the window. A young man in his early twenties is lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his face slightly emaciated.

The weather was just right, the woman got up and opened the glass window to let the fresh air dilute the smell of disinfectant in the room.

At this time, the door was gently pushed open, and a middle-aged man walked in with a lunch box, and said softly:

"Yan Xin, let's eat something."

The woman turned around, smiled softly, sat down at the only small table in the room, and had breakfast with the man.

The man looks much older than her, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are father and daughter, but the two are a real couple.

The woman's name is Dong Yanxin, who runs a small business at home, and met her husband Wang Zhong, who was ten years older than her, at a dinner party.

At that time, he had been divorced for more than a year, and he was very busy in both work and life. Dong Yanxin's appearance gave him a lot of support.

The two got along for less than a year, got married and got together. Until now, the relationship is still sweet.

It's just that Wang Zhong's son doesn't seem to approve of this stepmother. After he went to college, he seldom contacted his family, and when he lost his living expenses, he only sent text messages. If it wasn't for this accident, he might not have been able to see him during the whole National Day.

The husband and wife ate a simple breakfast, and the man sandwiched vegetables for each other from time to time, with indescribable tenderness in his eyes.

If this scene was seen by the unconscious son, he would probably get annoyed again and rush out the door.

Adolescent children are really unreasonable.

"Yan Xin, you have worked hard during this time." Wang Zhong raised his head and said.

The woman gently rolled up her hair by her ears, "I don't work as hard as you. I run to and from the company hospital every day, and I still miss my son all the time."

"Oh, this brat, it's really worrying, why don't you hire a nurse, the family is not short of that little money."

"I usually have nothing to do at home. Besides, the nurses don't have their own intentions."

"You treat this kid like your son. He usually doesn't even say hello when we meet."

"One day he'll understand."

The woman smiled slightly and put away the dishes.

The man put on his coat and stood up, "There will be a meeting at the company later, so I will trouble you here."

"Don't forget to buy some white porridge and fruit at night, the doctor said he needs to eat a certain amount of food."

"understood."

After Wang Zhong finished speaking, he lightly kissed the other person's face. Dong Yanxin immediately blushed and glanced at the young man on the bed.

"The child is nearby."

"It's okay, he can't see it again."

The man said something, then his expression became gloomy, and he sighed:

"I wish he could have seen it."

"He'll be fine."

"I hope, I'll go first."

Wang Zhong picked up the briefcase and left the room.

……

Dong Yan sat on the chair, picked up a newspaper and read it, and she glanced at the young man on the bed from time to time to make sure that she could go to him as soon as possible.

Although the other person was rescued, the situation was very strange, both like a vegetable and self-awareness.

Especially when going to the toilet, if there is someone of the opposite sex next to him, he will not even go to the toilet.

If it wasn't for the brain waves showing that he was dormant, outsiders would have thought he was pretending on purpose.

In the end, the doctor inserted a urinary catheter, which solved the physical problem.

Near noon, there was a knock on the door outside, and a middle-aged woman came to the room.

She is the mother of a young man on the hospital bed, named Zhang Lan.

"Thanks a lot."

Zhang Lan smiled kindly, her face was not only haggard, but also had the usual wrinkles at this age.

"It's not hard." Dong Yanxin stood up.

"Old Wang will bring porridge and fruit in the evening, remember to use the juicer, last time he almost choked the child to death."

Zhang Lan laughed and said:

"Old Wang has always been sloppy, thanks to you."

The two talked harmoniously, and they didn't look like rivals in love at all.

After explaining everything, Dong Yan put his bag on his back and was about to leave, when the young man on the hospital bed suddenly twitched.

The two turned their heads, puzzled.

"Did he move just now?"

"I seem to have seen it too."

"I'm going to call the doctor..."

Before Zhang Lan could finish speaking, the young man sat up abruptly and cursed:
"Old guy, every time I fart, I can't fart completely. Do you want me to realize it myself?"

After speaking, he found someone beside him, turned his head away, and stayed there for a while.

"mom?"

After speaking, he looked at another young woman with a puzzled face.

"Miss Dong?"

Hearing the word "Miss", Dong Yan couldn't hold back no matter how well-mannered he was, so Zhang Lan hurriedly smoothed things over and said:
"The child just woke up and his brain is not working well, so don't mind."

"It's okay, I'll call the doctor."

After Dong Yan finished speaking, he quickly left the ward, leaving the mother and son in the room for a while.

Wang Gangquan hadn't recovered from his bewilderment, and said doubtfully:

"Why did you two get mixed up... Forget it, it doesn't matter, Mom, what year is it?"

"You don't remember anything?"

Zhang Lan sat down by the bed, stroking the child's face with distress.

She was naturally happy when her son woke up, but judging by the way he spoke, it seemed that there was something wrong with her mind.

Just as he was thinking about it, the Mediterranean doctor in a white coat hurried in from the outside, saw Wang Gingquan from a distance, and said excitedly:
"What a medical miracle."

That expression is a little more joyful than being a mother.

……

After a simple examination, the doctor took off the stethoscope and smiled at the three of them:

"No problem, go back and eat well, exercise more, and don't stay up late anymore."

"Doctor, is my son's brain... all right?" Zhang Lan looked worried.

"It should be that he has been in a coma for too long and is still not awake."

While speaking, Wang Bingquan on the hospital bed had already taken his pulse seriously, and after a while, he nodded and said:
"It's because I'm a little weak, just eat something good later, you guys go to work and leave me alone."

With that said, he stood up, with a serious face, and waved his right hand.

The expected scene of changing clothes did not appear, he was still wearing a hospital gown and kept in a strange shape.

"Huh? I can't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power." Wang Handquan whispered to himself.

Zhang Lan on the side became more and more worried, and whispered:

"Doctor, do you see this?"

"Observe and observe again, it should be... nothing serious."

Doctors who have practiced medicine for decades are a little unconfident.

Wang Gangquan was puzzled for a moment, then turned his head to look at the window, "It seems that some strong medicine is about to be administered."

"Quickly, hold him down!" The doctor was shocked.

An hour later, Wang Gangquan walked out of the hospital wearing a hoodie straight up. It took him a lot of effort to prove that he was not mentally ill, or he would have to be transferred to a mental hospital.

Stretching out his hand, he tried to make a fist, and his doubts became even more serious. Could it be that everything is really just a dream?
He suddenly thought of a joke - where is there something to become the Holy Spirit after time travel, it is clearly a fantasy of a college student before his death.

"Quanquan, are you okay?" Mother's concerned words sounded.

Wang Gangquan came back to his senses, smiled and said:
"Very well, where shall we go for dinner?"

"The doctor said that you are weak and don't eat big fish and meat. Eat some light food first."

After Zhang Lan finished speaking, he hesitated and said tentatively:
"It's a rare happy day, your father and Aunt Dong are also here."

"Come on, there are many people but it's lively."

Wang Gangquan put his hands behind his head and swaggered forward.

... (end of this chapter)