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His tiredness came quickly.

He Tingzhao lost most of his strength by waving his thin arms a few times. He didn't feel sore and numb like ordinary people, but he was still panting while lying on the bed, and his breathing became a little more rapid.

It's just that He Tingzhao was originally placed in a flat-lying position, and slowly turned half sideways while struggling.So his posture began to become awkward again. The upper body was tilted by himself, and the range of rotation from below the chest gradually decreased. The lower body did not move at all, and they still maintained the state of being placed on the soft pillow when they were lying on their backs.

One second, two seconds, while He Tingzhao was panting for breath, suddenly there was a slight change in his lower body, which he couldn't see or feel.

The pair of paralyzed feet that were deliberately pressed against the soft pillow suddenly twitched slightly. After so long of weak and incompetent attempts, He Tingzhao finally received a warning signal from his body.

The retracted toes trembled slightly, because of the heart and lung problems, the manicured nails had already appeared a purple color different from ordinary people, like an electric current that was originally closed and quiet, and it was just unnoticed at first Give way.

Soon after, He Tingzhao's legs and feet, which He Tingzhao couldn't feel, seemed to be wound up, and the slight shaking was instantly magnified infinitely, bringing it to the whole body, as if the sky was falling apart.

His muscle tone came up and he began to spasm violently.

In fact, as a paralyzed patient, spasticity is commonplace.Even if Song Mingzheng and the nurses take good care of him, it's not unusual for He Tingzhao.He may be awake all day long, but to his body, he is always asleep. In any case, it cannot be compared with the muscle activity of a healthy person at any time. Therefore, frequent spasms are a normal manifestation, and some rehabilitation practitioners even think this It is a form of passive movement.Some patients have a relatively low degree of injury, and through the spasm caused by these muscle tensions, they can complete some simple actions such as turning over.

Except when you have neuralgia.

It was difficult to distinguish whether each spasm was just a few tens of seconds, or it was accompanied by neuralgia that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

According to different constitutions, some people have been flaccidly paralyzed, the body has no response, and rehabilitation has no effect.Some people still have spastic rigid paralysis for many years, and after many years, they also suffer from neuralgia caused by hot and cold needles, and severe convulsions like epilepsy.

It's not luck after all.

The bell was beside him, He Tingzhao's pupils contracted due to the pain and then dilated again, beads of sweat dripped down his forehead all the way to his chin in an instant, he bit his lower lip involuntarily, white mist quickly surged in the mask, Breathing gradually became more rapid.

Song Mingzheng's sweet words of comfort to him, at such a time, will always be broken up by the pain after just this moment.

This kind of neuralgia needs constant massage by others and some hot compresses to relieve it, but this is what the doctor said.He Tingzhao always feels that when the convulsion strikes, no method will work, only his own patience is the only way to resist during this time.

Although he seemed to be fighting against the odds, he could be considered to have won victory after victory after losing control over his body.Among the sequelae that other people can't empathize with, his only hope is to lie in Song Mingzheng's arms.

His lover's embrace was really warm, and he was the only one who hugged him.

Zheng, I'm in pain.

Come back quickly, hug me, kiss me, coax me.

The temper and emotions he had provoked by himself were also constantly eroded and forgotten, like going back to the greenhouse after a cold wind blows outside.

He is a flower that has been well protected by Song Mingzheng in the past ten years.

The feet seemed to be on springs, kicking and kicking on the soft pillow non-stop.The usually soft legs and feet seem to have strength, and they are not ordinary life force, like a puppet that is pulled on the silk thread, and is pulled straight down, without any consideration of whether it will suffer any damage.

He Tingzhao himself didn't know or feel it, his mind was in chaos, but his body was completely out of control.The soft pillows on the bed had been kicked to the ground by his violent attack this time, and his body was also constantly moving uncontrollably under the influence of muscle tension. The posture of the whole person was weird and terrifying, and it became a very distorted shape , spasms spread to the upper body.Normally limp limbs throbbed wildly, but He Tingzhao's legs and feet were stiff, and he kept beating himself and kicking on the edge of the hospital bed.

"It hurts...it hurts, Ah Zheng..."

In the murmur, he made a little sound, and then disappeared quickly.

"Ho...ho..." He Tingzhao continued to emit terrifying breaths from his chest. In fact, it didn't take long for all of this, but He Tingzhao's eyes kept opening wide, and he was enduring extreme pain.The well-shaped lips were turned into thick cyanosis in just a few tens of seconds, and there was a hoarse voice in the throat, and it was too late to speak, and the appearance was extremely terrifying.

The saliva trickled down in his struggle, and the chicken claws turned into a sharp triangle shape, and together with He Tingzhao's legs and feet, they fell on him. He shifted his weight to the side of the bed while wriggling non-stop. , the drip hanging on his left hand was also withdrawn, and one after another blood drops slid down.

"Snapped--!"

The noise was actually not too loud, because the bed was not that high.

He Tingzhao dragged half of the quilt with him, and was finally brought under the bed by the violent convulsions.His head hit the ground heavily, and the coldness instantly eroded this frail body.He Tingzhao's consciousness is still there, but he can no longer ask for help, nor can he find a way to save himself.

Consciousness keeps fading amidst these injuries.

At this time, it may be better not to have consciousness, but he has amazing perseverance in some aspects.A pair of paralyzed feet kept rubbing on the ground due to convulsions. During the struggle, the infusion stand was brought down, and the whole fell on the thin body.He didn't feel any pain, but he could vaguely hear the sound of something falling.

His vision was already blurred, He Tingzhao thought to himself, it's too bad, he seems to have caused a little trouble.

I don't know if Ah Zheng will feel ashamed when he handles it.

Ah Zheng, Ah Zheng.

Then I'll go find you.

He Tingzhao lay on the ground, the blood oxygen clamp on his finger fell off, and the finger that was torn apart also retracted, joining the dancing and twisting camp.His oxygen mask is still on, which can still provide him with breathing at this moment, maintaining a trace of clarity in his mind.

However, his lower body was completely incontinent, the double gates were opened, and bursts of yellow liquid flowed down the pvc pipe into the urine bag dragged on the floor.The hospital gown behind him was stained a little yellow, perhaps He Tingzhao had never lost his composure like this in his life.

He didn't know where the strength came from.

Leaning on the right arm that could only shake slightly, he pulled the sheet that had fallen off, and added the severe muscle tension during spasms along the way.

Move forward an inch.

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