confession today

"Yeah." Cheng Suiran nodded dully, his eyes were empty and numb, like a body that had lost its soul, neither sad nor happy.

When she was passing by Cheng Siyan's side, Cheng Siyan suddenly grabbed her wrist, and comforted her: "Of course, I hope you will be fine."

Cheng Suiran was startled, her drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she nodded mechanically: "Well, pray that it will be fine."

At this moment, she suddenly felt very tired, extremely tired.

She slowly withdrew her hand and walked straight to Dr. Song's office.

Cheng Siyan stood there stiffly, feeling her teardrops on the back of his hand smudged into pieces, watching her walk away, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

In the office, Cheng Suiran sat on a chair, staring blankly at the computer screen in front of him.

"The patient is currently in a temporary coma due to a severe trauma to the head, resulting in increased intracranial pressure. This situation is very common. As long as he cooperates with the treatment, he can regain consciousness. There is no need to worry..."

Dr. Song was talking, but Cheng Suiran didn't listen at all.

After a long time, she came back to her senses and asked blankly, "Doctor Song, when will I wake up?"

Dr. Song looked at the pale and weak face in front of him, and sighed secretly in his heart: "The exact time depends on the patient's physical condition, but you don't have to be too nervous. I believe the patient will be safe. The recovery of consciousness I just mentioned Afterwards, the body cannot move, which is only a slight possibility."

"There is a very small possibility, that is, there is this possibility..."

She murmured, as if she was in a deep predicament, and she looked extremely confused.

"After many times of clinical experience, I have come to the conclusion that the probability of this possibility is only 5.00%. Doctor Cheng, you should be more optimistic." Dr. Song got up and poured a glass of warm water for her, comforting her. Said: "You are also a doctor, and you also know how small the probability of 5.00% is."

"But I can't afford to gamble, and I dare not gamble."

Cheng Suiran lowered his head, with tears hanging on his eyelashes, and whispered, "Because I am a doctor, I know what this 5.00% probability is, even if it is a [-]% risk probability, it is possible." will face...

"Relax, don't be tense all the time, this matter can't be rushed, let's work together to help him tide over the difficulties, okay?" Dr. Song handed her another tissue.

"Thank you, Doctor Song." Cheng Suiran wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and whispered.

Dr. Song shook his head, didn't say any more, just told: "If the patient has any questions, please come to me anytime."

After leaving the office, the sky has completely lit up.

The sun was even a bit dazzling, Cheng Suiran looked up, tears almost fell down again, only felt her throat was choked up, she blinked hard, held back the tears, and walked away.

Cheng Siyan leaned against the wall and looked at his watch. It was already seven o'clock in the morning. Seeing her coming out, he immediately walked over and asked, "Of course, what did the doctor say?"

"Doctor Song said that after Qi Zhi wakes up... there is a 5.00% chance of not being able to move."

She lowered her head, her voice trembling: "Brother, I'm afraid..."

She was really scared, she was afraid to pray that something would happen.

Why did Qi Zhi encounter this incident? If possible, how much she wanted to be herself.

Cheng Si stretched his arms around her slender waist, hugged her into his arms, and comforted her in a low voice: "Of course, don't be afraid, you still have a brother, I pray that nothing will happen."

Cheng Suiran leaned on his hard and broad chest, feeling his strong heartbeat.

She pursed her lips, tears finally fell, and said sullenly: "Brother, I want to see Qizhi."

"Okay, I'll accompany you." Cheng Siyan took her hand and walked towards the elevator.

Li Qizhi was sent to the intensive care unit on the eighth floor.

The elevator door opened and reached the eighth floor.

Pushing the door and entering, the ward was filled with the smell of medicine, and the faint smell of disinfectant came to the nostrils.

The man lying on the hospital bed was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown. He closed his eyes and lay peacefully on the bed.

"Pray for knowledge..." Cheng Suiran looked at the familiar handsome face, and his heart ached until he suffocated.

She walked forward slowly and held Qizhi's cold fingers.

There was a dull pain in her heart, praying, you must survive, okay...

Her fingers gently stroked Qi Zhi's slightly pale face, her eyes were sore, and tears welled up again: "Qi Zhi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

She was crying, crying uncontrollably.

A crystal teardrop rolled down on the back of Qi Zhi's hand.

When Li's mother came in, she saw this scene. She paused and her eyes were a little moist, but the words she said were still ruthless: "Let's go, and don't see Qizhi again in the future."

When Cheng Suiran heard this, she gave a severe pause. She suddenly raised her head, looked at Mother Li with red and swollen eyes, and murmured: "Auntie, I..."

"I know you guys love each other very much, and what I said just now was too aggressive, but you are not suitable, and everything in the past, you should regard it as praying for what you insisted on."

Mother Li paused, and continued: "If you really love him, you should stay away from him, and pray that he almost lost his life because of you now, isn't it enough for you to let go?"

Her words were very calm, but every word pierced Cheng Suiran's heart, making Cheng Suiran dumb for an instant.

Yes, over the years, Qi Zhi has paid a lot for her, but now she has been implicated into this appearance.

Did she do something wrong?
She was stunned, forgot to refute, just looked at Li Qizhi on the hospital bed stupidly, feeling a dull pain in her heart.

"I understand." Cheng Suiran slowly withdrew his palm, stood up, stepped back, and bowed to Li's mother to apologize: "I'm sorry, I was the one who got involved and prayed for knowledge. From now on... never again."

Mother Li looked at her for two seconds, didn't say anything more, went straight to the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed her son's arm, tears in her eyes, trembling lips.

Her eyes never moved away from Li Qizhi from the beginning to the end.

Seeing this, Cheng Suiran turned around, quietly hid his tears, and left the ward silently.

In the corridor, I ran into Jiang Weiyi who had hurried back head-on, and she asked anxiously, "Of course, my brother...how is my brother?"

"I haven't woken up yet, my aunt is inside."

Cheng Suiran pursed his lips, lowered his eyebrows, and answered softly.

Jiang Weiyi didn't notice her abnormality, and quickly looked inside: "I'll go and have a look, but please let me go."

"En." Cheng Suiran made way for him, his eyes flickered slightly, and he watched Jiang Weiyi enter the ward.

In the ward.

Jiang's mother held Li Qizhi's hand, her eyes were red, and tears fell patter: "Son... Mother's prayer... why is it like this."

Father Li stood beside him with distressed eyes.

Li Qizhi is the only biography of the three generations of the Li family. Li Qizhi was the only one who was doted on by Li's mother since he was a child.

Mother Li wiped her tears and said in a low voice: "Pray, you wake up early, okay? Mom is still waiting for you, and everyone is waiting for you."

She said, stopped for a few seconds, looked up at the slender figure outside the ward, and whispered softly: "Including that child is waiting for you, aren't you the most precious girl? Can you bear to let her wait..."

The little fox chapter is repeated, I can’t delete it, it was blocked yesterday, and now I can’t delete it, everyone automatically skips one of the chapters in that chapter~