forced compounding

The operation time was longer than they imagined, and they knew in their hearts that the longer the operation time, the more dangerous the son's condition was.

When the doctor came out of the operating room, Song's mother was so flustered that her legs became weak, and she didn't know what to say when she saw the doctor.

The surgeon in charge has seen too many such situations, so he calmed down the emotions of the family members first.

"Your family members don't worry too much, the operation was a success."

Song's father and Song's mother breathed a sigh of relief, and heard the doctor say, "It's just that the patient is still in a coma. When will he wake up? It depends on the patient's own recovery."

Although Song Yihan's injury was not fatal, it was still on the head, and it might leave some sequelae.

The doctor looked at the grieving family members and sighed helplessly. On the way to the office, he ran into a young man who asked the same questions as the parents.

The doctor frowned and didn't intend to answer, "Sorry, this is the patient's privacy, and I can only tell the family."

The young man paused, pondered for a moment and then said: "I am his lover...he was injured because of me."

The doctor looked at the red fingerprints on the other party's face, and thought of the pair of parents just now, and instantly understood.

Doctors have long been used to this kind of situation, and they don't look at this kind of people with colored glasses. After all, they don't care about your sexual orientation before life and death.

"There won't be any major problems in terms of physical function, but I'm afraid there will be some sequelae. It's best to be mentally prepared."

The young man didn't speak for a while, as if he was in a daze, and it took a while before he replied with an "um".

As long as Song Yihan doesn't wake up, Shi Xu will never know what this psychological preparation is. He is like a prisoner waiting to be executed, he has been pressed on the guillotine, but the sharp knife hanging around his neck has not come off for a long time.

After a month of muddle-headed days, even Shi Xu's colleagues found that his mental tension was abnormal.

"Xiao, are you okay? I think your complexion is not very good."

Shi Xu pulled back the consciousness of running away, and shook his head lightly: "It's okay, it's just that I haven't slept well recently."

A colleague had long heard that Shi Xu had a lover who was unconscious. He claimed to be someone who had experienced it, and asked him meaningfully: "Is there a problem in the relationship?"

Shi Xu's gaze was on the leader who was in the meeting, his lips moved slightly, and he said something completely irrelevant to the meeting.

"Yes and no."

That's it.

The colleague secretly thought that he was really sharp, and he could see through the young man's mind at a glance.

Proudly about to share his experience, Shi Xu asked inexplicably, "Are there always two people in a person's life, one with cinnabar mole and one with white moonlight?"

The colleague was taken aback by the question, pinched his chin and pondered and said: "It depends on whether the person you are talking about is lucky or not. A lucky person only meets one person in his life, and that person is either a cinnabar mole or a white moonlight. Unlucky people I have been making choices between the two all my life, and I can't let go of the white moonlight or the cinnabar mole."

Shi Xu turned his head and asked his colleague, "What kind of person are you?"

The colleague smiled frankly: "I belong to a very lucky person, and I met my wife at the best age." As he said that, he showed off the ring on his finger that was shining faintly to Shixu.

Shi Xu looked at the ring on his colleague's hand, and fell into deep thought again.

He also met the person he loves most at the best age, but it is a pity that the word lucky will never belong to him.

The colleague didn't notice Shi Xu's strange emotion, and teased him with a smile: "Young talents like us when we were young must be liked by many people, and it's not a bad idea to slowly find a true love."

Everyone has their own way of falling in love, whether it is romantic or passionate or deep is their own freedom, it's just what the cause is and what the fruit is, don't regret it until the end of the relationship.

Shi Xu laughed at himself: "What kind of young talent am I? When I was repeated in a grade, the teacher said that I would never be able to stand out in my life."

This sentence aroused the interest of my colleagues, and they asked eagerly, "When did it happen?"

The memories of the past were still clear after being dug up, and Shi Xu's brows and eyes softened: "It was in the first year of junior high school. At that time, I felt that nothing was interesting, so I ran out to play games during the final exam and was arrested by the dean."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I can't tell that we were rebellious teenagers when we were young." No wonder my colleagues were so surprised, it was because Shi Xu's appearance was too deceptive, it was completely unexpected that such a gentle and refined person would have a wanton and indulgent side.

"Then your life in junior high school must be very difficult. The dean likes to catch typical students the most."

The colleague also remembered the horror of being dominated by the dean, and couldn't help shivering.

"It's okay in this aspect. Later, I skipped three grades from the first year of junior high school to the first year of senior high school. Even if the dean wanted to arrest me, he had to go to another school to arrest me."

Shi Xu described his experience in an ordinary way, and after seeing the understanding eyes of his colleagues, he knew that everyone in the research institute was like-minded.

"At that time, the teaching director said that I would definitely regret the behavior of giving up the exam. Now that I think about it, it is really a prophecy."

That was the day he met Song Yihan. Before Song Yihan knew about Shixu, this person would casually wrap his arms around his shoulders and call him "Xiaoqin".

Confusedly calling the wrong person, foolishly loving the wrong person.

An "excuse me" put him in jail and kept him by his side for seven years.

The colleague wanted to ask again, but Shi Xu didn't say any more.

There is no need to talk about a love affair that ended without a disease.

At this time, a text message came from Zhou Yang's mobile phone.

"Song Yihan is awake, do you want to come and see?"

Shi Xu bit the tip of his tongue to calm down, and asked his colleagues to ask for leave.

"I left a little earlier."

The colleague agreed with his lips, but he clicked his tongue again and again in his heart. The young couple really can't be separated for a moment, they are so sticky.

When Shi Xu came to the hospital, he originally wanted to avoid Song Yihan's parents, but he never expected to hear an unexpected conversation outside the ward.

"Yihan, do you still remember Wanwan? She is your fiancée, and you were originally scheduled to get married at the end of the year, why did this happen suddenly..."

"Sorry, I really don't remember you guys."

Song's mother's mournful voice was mixed with the doctor's words of consolation, intermittently hitting the nerves in Shi Xu's brain. He stood in a daze outside the ward, and put his hand on the doorknob stiffly.

Song Yihan lost his memory?Does he still need to go in?What kind of identity should I say when I go in?

The nurse changing the dressing was blocked by Shi Xu, and asked him in a low voice to make way, but Shi Xu turned slightly to let the nurse push the door in.

The moment the door was opened, Song Yihan on the hospital bed immediately caught the clear silhouette at the door.

"Shixu? Have you come to see me?"

After Song Yihan finished speaking, the whole ward fell into a strange silence, Song's mother looked up at him in shock: "Yihan, do you still remember this person?"

Song Yihan nodded of course: "Yes, I remember."

Song's mother trembled with anger, and couldn't understand what was going on. Her parents, relatives, and friends didn't remember anyone, but she remembered a heartless ex-boyfriend. What is this?

Song's mother gritted her teeth, pretending she didn't see Shi Xu, she pulled the little girl who had a blind date with Song Yihan last time, and said with a painful face: "Yi Han, you may not remember, but you and Shi Xu broke up a long time ago, now Wanwan is your girlfriend."

The girl named Wanwan was still a little embarrassed, but under Song's mother's encouragement, she blushed and leaned towards Song Yihan, looking at him expectantly.

Shi Xu watched the scene directed by Song's mother, without saying a word, as quietly as an outsider, silently focusing on Song Yihan.

Song Yihan frowned, obviously he didn't believe what the people around him said, in his memory, he and Shixu were still in love, how could they break up.

Seeing that her son didn't believe her, Song's mother turned around and said to Shi Xu, "Shi Xu, tell him, have you already broken up?"

Shi Xu raised his eyes to meet Song Yihan's gaze, without the slightest hesitation: "What your mother said is true, we have already broken up."

Song Yihan tightened his grip on the quilt, looked at Shi Xu who was a little strange, and said, "Impossible."

"If we broke up why do I still remember you now."

Shi Xu was speechless, he lowered his eyes, raised his hand and pressed the position between his eyebrows, his eyes unintentionally glanced at Miss "Wanwan" who looked embarrassed by the hospital bed, and sighed heavily.

It seems that God still refuses to let him go.

Mother Song had completely collapsed after listening to their conversation, and cried out in a crying voice: "Song Yihan, people say we broke up, what are you doing so eagerly? You don't even remember your biological parents but remember this man, I don't have you son!"

The doctors and nurses took Song's mother to sit down, and hurriedly persuaded her to calm down. Before the son woke up, the mother passed out again.

Noisy voices kept ringing in my ears, Shi Xu just wanted to cut through the mess quickly, and asked Song Yihan directly: "Then what do you want to do?"

Song Yihan's head was still wrapped with a thick bandage, and his romantic temperament disappeared without a trace, leaving only a cloud of foolishness that could not be dispelled, and he opened his mouth to say something that made Shi Xu angry and funny.

"Take me home."

Shi Xu felt that Song Yihan was completely baffled, and asked him mockingly, "Which home do you want to go back to?"

Song Yihan gritted his teeth: "I will go back to whichever home you go to." Seeing that she had to rely on Shixu, Song's mother knew that her plan had completely failed, so she even wanted to let her son If you go with yourself, the son's distrustful look probably won't listen to her now.

Mother Song gritted her teeth and entrusted Song Yihan to Shi Xu: "For the sake of your past friendship, take good care of him, you owe him this, and we will come pick him up when he recovers."

Shi Xu nodded, and whispered to Mother Song: "Sorry..."

Song's mother snorted coldly, and pulled Song's father and the "Wanwan" lady away together.

Seeing that everyone had almost left, Song Yihan stretched out his hand to pull Shi Xu, but Shi Xu slammed him away.

Shi Xu put away the expression on his face, and said coldly to the person on the hospital bed: "Song Yihan, I don't care if you remember it or not, but I want to tell you that we have already broken up, and I will be responsible for your injuries, but I don't want to Even your feelings are also responsible."

As soon as Shi Xu said this, Song Yihan was stunned, and he couldn't form a word for a long time. He couldn't understand why the person who was sleeping on the same bed yesterday hated him so much today.

Knowing what happened, Zhou Yang stood at the door of the ward, covered his face and didn't dare to look at his boss. He didn't expect Song Yihan to be dumped twice by Brother Shi, and each time became more ruthless.

The romantic and suave Song Yihan was absolutely miserable.