Chapter 40 Jasmine Blooms
On June 10th, she accidentally saw the flower shop's live broadcast on the Internet. By some mistake, she ordered a bouquet of jasmine flowers for takeout for nine yuan, but flowers were not allowed into the ICU.
At 16:30 in the afternoon, the nurse hurried over and said that Xu Boyuan had regained consciousness. He heard that his daughter was here and wanted to see her.
Accompanied by the nurse, she saw Xu Boyuan again. His face was still frighteningly yellow, and his eyes were closed as if he were asleep.
She asked, "Nurse, isn't he conscious? Why doesn't he open his eyes?"
The nurse said, "The patient is very weak and has no strength, but he is indeed awake. You can try to talk to the patient, he can hear you."
Xu Jiayu thought for a while but didn't know what to say, so he said, "The jasmine flowers are blooming. I have smelled them for you. They are very fragrant."
Xu Boyuan's eyes were still closed, but they were rolling violently in her eye sockets. She wanted to call the nurse, but before she could stand up, she heard a constant "didi-didi-didi" sound.
Urgent, rapid.
The nurse hurriedly pushed her away, but she just stared blankly at everything in front of her.
Looking at Xu Boyuan's hands with bruises and bruises, they had written words, pressed the shutter button to record life, stubbornly asked her to learn how to make Yangchun noodles, peeled shrimps and put them into her bowl one by one. His hand was like a withered leaf, bending and falling quietly.
Those transparent tubes seemed to grow out of his body, sucking up the last bit of nutrients he had left.
A string of numbers, just like this, from high to low, from present to nonexistent, finally fluctuated for a few minutes, and slowly turned into a straight line.
She looked at the time, sixteen thirty-seven.
At this point, the two people who gave her life are gone.
He Guifang hugged Xu Chen and cried loudly. Xu Jiayu didn't cry, but just looked at the mother and son, indifferently like an outsider.
You want to ask her if she still hates Xu Boyuan?
Guilt is guilt, she thought, but she still hates it.
A piece of exquisite handicraft is broken. No matter how she asks a skilled craftsman to repair it, no matter how she tells herself that the repaired thing is as good as new, this is just self-deception for her.
If it's broken, it's broken. Crafts can be repaired, but can a broken heart be repaired?
Xu Jiayu suddenly came to his senses. The man on the bed had opened his eyes at some point and was watching her motionlessly.
"When did you wake up? Why didn't you speak?"
She stood up and hurriedly raised her hand to test Lin Mochen's forehead.
Lin Mochen held her wrist, but suddenly turned away and shook his head, "It's still burning, but the temperature has gone down a bit."
The man's palms were slightly warm, his eyes were a little dull, and his lips were peeling due to dryness. When his eyes fell on the corners of Lin Mochen's lips, she felt that her face was a little swollen again.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
"No...no. People who are sick have a bad taste in their mouths. Besides, I drank wine."
Are you concerned about the bad smell now? Then who was so proactive just now?
"How long have you still cared about this? You must be very thirsty. I'll get some warm water."
She wanted to withdraw her hand, but Lin Mochen held her back.
Xu Jiayu suppressed the heat in his face and looked up at Lin Mochen. The corners of his mouth curved weakly, as if he was smiling, and his eyes were a little more tender.
"I have something to tell you."
Lin Mochen's voice was not as cold as before, with a low and weak hoarseness when speaking, but his attitude was extremely solemn.
Her heart twitched and she lowered her head shyly, "You... let go first. I also have something to tell you." As soon as Xu Jiayu came downstairs, she met Lin Mochen's grandmother. She cried out in embarrassment, "Grandma, Mo Chen woke up."
"Just wake up! Just wake up! Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoyu. Grandma will cook whatever you want to eat tomorrow."
"Nothing, nothing, this is what I should do."
Her voice was very soft. Why hasn't the old lady seen such big winds and waves? Taking a quick look at her tightly buttoned collar, she smiled in an unusually amiable manner, "Oh! Xiao Yu! Don't be shy, what we want to see most is that you and Mo Chen have a good relationship! You two are still young while you are still young Hurry up and have a child..."
"Mo Chen's parents have lived a life with no regrets. The only one I'm sorry for is Mo Chen. They failed to take good care of him when he was a child, and failed to care about him when he grew up. The child was always alone. Fortunately, you came back Come to him." The old lady. Tai's eyes turned red as he spoke, and he took Xu Jiayu's hand and patted it, "Mo Chen has always had you in his heart these years. We elders can all see that, but that kid is used to keeping everything in his heart..."
"Grandma, don't worry, I know, I know everything."
Xu Jiayu interrupted the old lady. She was afraid that if the old lady continued to speak, her face would be so red that she would bleed.
Lin Mochen always has her in mind?
Then why did he do that to her in the first place?
Forget about giving her a nickname, it’s really scary to ask a bunch of boys to follow her after her late self-study class.
"Oh! Okay, okay! Then go back to your room first, and I'll make some porridge for you two."
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"Grandma, I'd better go! It's too late. Go to bed early and don't stay up late. Your health is the most important thing."
The fire gradually heated up, and the white water began to heat up. The rice grains swayed gently on the bottom of the pot as the water temperature rose, sometimes sinking and sometimes floating, but Xu Jiayu's thoughts were already filled with wild thoughts.
She could vaguely guess what Lin Mochen wanted to say.
As soon as I recalled Lin Mochen's passionate kiss, something seemed to stick to my heart.
She knew that the feeling was definitely not disgust, but it was not complete joy either. It was just crisp and numb, occupying her heart bit by bit, and she could not forget it at all.
Xu Jiayu shook his head subconsciously, letting himself wake up for a few moments before recalling the kiss.
She patiently stirred the rice in the pot.
If she is really together with Lin Mochen, having a child should be a very good choice. Just like Ding Dang said, just because of their looks, I can’t imagine how beautiful the baby will be in the future.
It is said that girls are like their fathers and boys are like their mothers, so will their children be boys or girls?
Xu Jiayu had a flash of inspiration, took out his mobile phone and quickly found the baby prediction APP, and uploaded the group photo he had just secretly taken.
With a beeping sound, the stove automatically went out, and she quickly turned off the gas.
The starch in the rice grains is completely released and integrated with the water. The porridge begins to thicken, and the aroma of rice gradually spreads, filling the entire kitchen.
She thought that the relationship between her and Lin Mochen was like this pot of porridge simmering slowly over low heat, boiling the essence of time, making every bite full of warmth and satisfaction.
Fortunately, they met again.
The sick person had no taste in her mouth. She picked up the salt and wanted to add more, but suddenly paused and replaced the salt with sugar.
Although it's not good to eat sweets late at night, since he is a patient, let's indulge him once.
Xu Jiayu thought so.
The moment the door opened, the man on the bed opened his eyes, curved the corners of his mouth, and Lin Mochen smiled.
"What smells so good?"
(End of chapter)