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Emergency Department, People's Hospital of S City.

An ambulance came speeding up and stopped steadily at the gate of the hospital. The medical staff inside quickly got out of the car and carried off a stretcher in an orderly manner.

Lying on it was a middle-aged woman with her eyes closed and her face pale.

Without stopping for almost a second, the medical staff trotted into the operating room pushing the stretcher.

As soon as the door is closed, the red indicator light on the top lights up, flashing a faint cold light.

When the ambulance left, a nurse picked up a mobile phone from inside the car. The screen was smashed, but it was still working.

The nurse opened the address book, and dialed a series of numbers according to the notes in it.

"Hello, are you Ms. Zhao Yuyan's family?"

……

When Zhao Siqi rushed to the hospital, the red light on the top of the operating room door was still on. Against the background of the white wall next to it, this red light looked bloody and dazzling.

From the second he heard that his mother was in a car accident, his cold sweat continued to flow, his school uniform was soaked and stuck tightly to his back, and he looked very thin.

The nurse took the list and briefly explained the situation to Zhao Siqi.

"The wounded person's injuries are serious, and both chest and lungs have been damaged. At present, subcutaneous emphysema in the thoracic region has been found, breathing has been affected, and skull fractures, accompanied by cerebrospinal fluid leakage. It is still unknown whether he can wake up."

Zhao Siqi only understood the last sentence, and he asked with a dull face: "My mother won't wake up?"

"The wounded suffered from intracranial hematoma compression. After the accident, he was not treated in time, and he was in a coma for a long time. Please make mental preparations first."

The nurse was tactful, but the situation was clearly communicated.

Zhao Siqi's eyes wobbled for a while, and he almost lost his footing.

The nurse turned and went to other things.Before leaving, she gave Zhao Siqi a sympathetic look, but only a look.Her busy work leaves her no time to take care of the emotions of the patients' families.

At one o'clock in the morning, the door of the operating room was finally pushed open.

A doctor came out and took off his mask.Because he had worn the mask for too long, there were two red marks on his face and fatigue in his eyes.

"Are the family members of the injured there?"

Zhao Siqi stood up immediately, but because he hadn't eaten dinner, his steps were a little sloppy.

The doctor cleared his throat and said to the nurse beside him, "Please issue the critical illness notice."

Zhao Siqi's pupils shrank suddenly, and her lips began to tremble violently, "Notice of critical illness?"

The doctor looked at him and frowned slightly: "Are you the patient's child? Are you an adult?"

Zhao Siqi shook her head.

His neck was very stiff, and there was a slight creaking sound.

The doctor patted Zhao Siqi's shoulder twice, with a hint of pity in his eyes, "Ask your adults to sign. I will spend more time with your mother in the hospital for these two days. If you wake up, you can still say a few words. ..."

Zhao Siqi didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Zhao Siqi understood what it meant.

"I..." Zhao Siqi's voice trembled, he took a deep breath and tried to stabilize his voice, "There are no other adults in my family."

"What about your father, please contact him."

Zhao Siqi is not familiar with his father Zhao Zhongwei. Since his parents divorced when he was six years old, the number of times the father and son have met can be counted on one's fingers.Although they live in the same city, they only have dinner together during Chinese New Year.

Zhao Siqi clearly remembers that when she was eight years old, her father remarried and gave birth to a pair of lovely twin daughters with his current wife.

Because his father has a new family, Zhao Siqi has not been too much to bother him all these years.

The doctor who had just talked to him walked back to the operating room, and the red light on the top of the door flashed on again.Zhao Siqi hesitated on the spot for a few minutes, finally, he mustered up the courage, took out his mobile phone, and made a call.

It rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Only then did Zhao Siqi realize that it was one o'clock in the morning, and Zhao Zhongwei must have fallen asleep.

He closed the phone cover and stared at the door of the operating room, his eyes were dull and unfocused.

The emergency department in the early morning was overcrowded, and the medical staff in white coats shuttled between the wards, walking hurriedly.

Sitting in the corner of the corridor, Zhao Siqi slowly curled up into a shrimp shape, a typical self-protection posture.

The red light stayed on and the surgery was still in progress.

The night was bound to be long and painful.

Zhao Zhongwei didn't call back until [-] o'clock in the morning. When he arrived at the hospital, Zhao Yuyan had already completed the operation and was transferred to the ICU.

Zhao Siqi sat on a chair outside the ward with her schoolbag in her arms, and didn't close her eyes all night.Seeing Zhao Zhongwei coming, he forced himself to tell Zhao Zhongwei the current situation.

The father and son who hadn't seen each other for a long time talked more in the hospital than in the past ten years.

In the middle of speaking, Zhao Siqi suddenly couldn't continue, he raised his hand to cover half of his face, his body trembled slightly, as if he was crying silently.

Zhao Zhongwei patted his son on the back and remained silent.

That week, Zhao Siqi asked for leave and didn't go to school.

It was as if he had disappeared out of thin air. Except for the teacher, all the students could not contact him.

On the first day, he received a text message from Gao Chi, asking, why didn't you come to school today?

Zhao Siqi didn't reply, he just glanced at it and closed the phone.

Two days later, Gao Chi sent another text message, saying, I heard from the head teacher that something happened to your house, is everything okay?

Zhao Siqi still didn't reply.

Standing outside the ward, looking through the glass window at Zhao Yuyan, who was covered with tubes all over her body, he felt very anxious.

Every minute and every second of waiting for her mother to wake up was a torment for Zhao Siqi.

And I don't know how long this suffering will last.He was like a fish stranded on the beach, physically and mentally exhausted, but he had to grit his teeth and persevere.

According to the surveillance video, the car accident happened at the turn of the intersection, which is a blind spot of perspective.During Zhao Yuyan's coma, the driver who caused the accident also came to visit and promised to pay all medical expenses.

Zhao Zhongwei was the one who communicated with these follow-up procedures, and Zhao Siqi had no experience and no energy to deal with them.He just wants to take good care of his mother now and let her wake up early.

It's a pity that Zhao Yuyan still showed no signs of waking up.Zhao Siqi sat in the ward every day, and the only sound he could hear was the beeping sound of the ventilator.

In just three days, he lost a lot of weight, his chin became sharper, his eye sockets became deeper, and his complexion became paler, as if he was also a patient.

Zhao Zhongwei felt distressed when he saw it. He asked his son to go home and have a good sleep, and replace him for a day.

However, on the day Zhao Siqi was not in the hospital, Zhao Yuyan woke up.

The moment she received Zhao Zhongwei's call, Zhao Siqi was washing her hair.He didn't wash his hair or take a shower for three days, and there was a peculiar smell on his body, and he felt sick after smelling it for a long time.

"Xiao Qi, your mother is awake, hurry up and come back."

Zhao Siqi put on her mobile phone and wallet, without blowing her hair, and rushed out of the house with her wet head on her head.

When she arrived at the hospital, Zhao Yuyan had been awake for a while, and she seemed to be in a good mental state, but she couldn't talk too much, and she was short of breath and chest tight.

Seeing her mother in a waking state, Zhao Siqi's eye sockets were instantly moist and hot.

"Mom..." He held Zhao Yuyan's hand and was speechless for a while.

Zhao Yuyan didn't speak either, she kept staring at her son with loving eyes.

After a long time, Zhao Siqi said hoarsely: "Mom, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have called you. I shouldn't have called you when you were crossing the road."

His voice became more and more trembling, and he was about to cry.

Zhao Yuyan patted his hand reassuringly, her eyes were extremely gentle.

After only waking up for half an hour, Zhao Yuyan fell asleep again.

It was a good thing to wake up, Zhao Yuyan was transferred from the ICU to the general ward.Zhao Siqi breathed a sigh of relief, his nerves that had been tense for a few days relaxed, and he gradually felt drowsy. He lay on the side of the bed and fell asleep not long after.

Sleep until dark, the sun goes down.Zhao Siqi rubbed her eyes, and found that the light was not turned on in the ward, it was dark and quiet.

Soon, he sensed something was wrong.

The room was too quiet, there seemed to be no sound of breathing.

Zhao Siqi turned her head abruptly and looked at the electrocardiogram on the bedside. It was a line with no fluctuations and almost straight.

He stared wide-eyed, rushed to the head of the bed quickly, slapped the beeper several times, and then ran to the door and shouted for help.

Doctors and nurses rushed in and quickly started rescue work.

Zhao Siqi stared blankly at this scene.

After a long time, he asked a nurse next to him, "How is my mother?"

"The patient's wound was infected and multiple organs failed, and the situation is not optimistic."

Zhao Siqi bit her lips tightly, her face was as pale as the wall behind her.

After 10 minutes of rescue, the electrocardiogram finally showed a slight fluctuation.Just as Zhao Siqi breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the attending doctor ask him, "Where's your father?"

Zhao Siqi said, "He's gone home."

The attending doctor took off his mask, "Tell him to come to the hospital, he can prepare in the next few days."

Zhao Siqi was stunned: "What are you going to do?"

The doctor in charge couldn't bear it, sighed and said, "We can prepare for the funeral."