Whirlwind girl's facial paralysis

Xiao Ai had a sudden headache that day, and there were more memory fragments in her brain, and every time she wanted to recall, she would have a headache again, and it even became more serious.However, after repeated pains and coma, it was not useless, the fragments in Xiao Ai's mind gradually became clear.

In the end, after Xiao Ai fell into another coma, all those lost memories recovered.

She finally remembered the things that happened after she left this world, and thought of her senior brother, that handsome and good-looking man.

The moment she recalled those memories, her soul suddenly fluctuated, Xiao Ai felt the space in front of her eyes distorted, and when she recovered again, she was already in a strange place.

It is a warm pink blue, and the air is filled with a pleasant fragrance of flowers.Xiao Ai turned her brain around, and finally remembered that this was the ward she stayed in when she came to this world.

But hasn't she recovered?How come you're back here again.

In Xiao Ai's doubts, the door of the room was gently pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in.

Looking at the familiar face, Xiao Ai's calm and almost stiff face slowly revealed a smile, her lips moved, "Senior brother."

Ruobai walked to the bed with very light steps, raised his hand and replaced it with a bouquet of blooming flowers, this time he turned around and sat on the chair.

Looking at the face on the bed, the corners of Ruobai's mouth curled up, revealing a gentle look, but there was deep sadness hidden in his eyes.

"Xiao Ai." Holding Xiao Ai's hand, those small hands that were originally warm were so cold that there was almost no warmth even if they were placed under the warm blanket.

Ruobai paused, and the smile on the corner of his mouth turned into sadness.

"Xiao Ai, you have been asleep for a long time, it's time to wake up."

Wrapping Xiao Ai's cold little hands tightly in both of them, Ruobai looked at her sleeping face and whispered.

"Brother, I miss you so much, wake up, okay?"

Ruobai was immersed in sadness, flying in the air, Xiao Ai looked at herself lying on the bed with a surprised expression, and after hearing Ruobai's words, a sad look gradually appeared on her little face.

Her senior brother had lost a lot of weight and looked haggard like never before.

He looks so sad, and her heart is also up, very uncomfortable...

Xiao Ai didn't stay in this space for long, and soon, another distortion occurred in front of her eyes. When she regained her composure, she had already returned to her dilapidated wooden house.

This time in a coma, Xiao Ai regained her memory and saw her senior brother.

Her head finally stopped hurting, but her left chest, where her heart was contained, felt tight, as if she had been seriously injured.

She has never felt like this before, this body is her own, without the memories of Wei Qingqing, so she can't find the answer by searching the memories left by Wei Qingqing like before.

Therefore, Xiao Ai thought that her appointment was due to a problem with her practice, and it was not uncommon for this kind of situation to occur in her so many years of practice.

So, based on her usual experience, she began to heal herself.

Only this time, her heart could no longer calm down.

Every time she closes her eyes and wants to fall into samadhi, the senior brother's face will appear, and his every move is constantly being projected in her mind, and the stuffy feeling in her heart will also intensify with Ruobai's appearance again and again.

After trying all kinds of methods to no avail, Xiao Ai began to think that she must have gone mad.

And it is hopelessly obsessed!

But this cognition didn't affect Xiao Ai much. She practiced martial arts since she was a child, and she was already prepared to die at any time.

Now that she has lost her temper, let it go with the flow, Xiao Ai is already very satisfied that she did not die at the hands of others.

In the following days, Xiao Ai no longer tried to heal herself, but continued to practice.

She really loves to practice martial arts, as long as she lives for a day, she will never give up.

Memories about Ruobai still surfaced in my mind from time to time every day, and finally even reached the point where Ruobai was in my mind every minute.

Xiao Ai's heart became more and more uncomfortable, until one day, she was still standing on the edge of the cliff facing the wind, looking at the mountains in the distance, Ruobai's face appeared without warning.

A sad murmur echoed in his ears.

"Xiao Ai, I miss you very much, can you wake up?"

Xiao Ai only felt tears fall from her eye sockets as soon as they became hot.

Raising her hand to touch her wet cheek, Xiao Ai was stunned for a moment on her expressionless face, and sadness spread in her ancient well-like eyes.

For Xiao Ai, she is just a drop in the ocean when things change in the world, and her principle is to let things take their course.

That's why I accepted it calmly when I went to that world, and also calmly resumed my life after returning inexplicably.

What's more, she is still from this world after all. Although she went to that world inexplicably, she also met many people, including senior brother.

But no matter what, in her heart, she still felt that she belonged here.

So, even if her memory came back, even if she went to see her senior brother, she never thought about going back to that world.

Xiao Ai couldn't see her mind clearly in that world, and in this space, Wei Qingqing's health was getting worse and worse.

Wei Qingqing's soul has long since disappeared. Before Xiao Ai's soul came back to health, Xiao Ai's soul returned to health. Now, Xiao Ai's soul has left, and this soulless body naturally gradually loses its vitality.

Because Xiao Ai's physical condition was getting worse and worse, Ruobai's haggard look became more and more obvious, and those originally cold eyes were now full of sadness.

He still took good care of Xiao Ai every day. Even though there were enough nursing staff in the hospital, Xiao Ai's parents hired several nurses to take care of Xiao Ai in turn.

Ruobai regretted that he didn't tell Xiao Ai in time that he liked her.

He regretted that he was angry with her because of Min Shenghao before she fainted.

I regret not being by her side during the last period...

Every time Xiao Ai's signs of illness decrease, Ruobai's heart almost twitches, he has never been so afraid.

He didn't even dare to imagine what he would do if Xiao Ai left like this.

Such a scene, even just thinking about it, made him almost collapse, and he couldn't bear to live.

Wei Qingqing's body was exhausted after all.

In the middle of the night, Ruobai was woken up by the piercing sound of the instrument, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the heartbeat instrument connected to Xiao Ai was flat and almost in a straight line. After taking care of Xiao Ai for so long, he naturally knew what this meant.

His brain went blank for a moment, and Ruobai subconsciously wanted to call the doctor, but just as he lifted his leg, his leg went limp, he staggered and knocked over the vase by the bed, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Fortunately, the nurse on duty heard the automatic warning and quickly called the doctor over.

Seeing the doctor, Ruobai finally regained his strength for a while and stood up abruptly.

"Doctor, please save her, you must save her."

Xiao Ai's attending doctor and several nurses are already very familiar with Ruobai. They all have a good impression of this handsome and dedicated young man, and at the same time they sympathize with this young couple.

Seeing Ruobai's distressed appearance at this time, the middle-aged doctor showed sympathy, and glanced over to see the bloody wound on Ruobai's hand, which was cut by the fragments of the vase when he fell just now.

The doctor shook his head and waved for a nurse.

"Take him to treat the wound."

The nurse came, but Ruobai refused to leave.

In the end, the nurse had no choice but to bring alcohol and gauze over and do simple treatment for him in the ward.

The middle-aged doctor led a group of nurses to start resuscitating Xiao Ai and other rescue measures.

Ruobai didn't care about his heavily wounded hand, his eyes just stared at the cardiograph, looking at the gentle lines on it, the uninjured hand was clenched tightly due to tension, and the joints were white.

In the end, the flat line slowly became a straight line.

The sweaty doctors and nurses who rescued them finally put down the instruments in their hands, and they all showed their faces.

Ruobai was in a trance, only hearing the middle-aged doctor's sigh.

"Sorry, sorry for you."

The author has something to say: there is one more chapter and it will all be over. If you want to read it, I will write some extra stories...