half thorns, half joy

After Xiao Zihan came out of the police station, he drove home.

The car was parked in the underground garage, and he sat in the car for a full 10 minutes before getting out of the car and walking into the house.

As a man, he was caught off guard by the sudden situation in front of him and didn't know how to deal with it, which made him very frustrated.

After entering the house, the nanny came up to say hello.

Xiao Zihan changed his slippers, and asked nonchalantly, "Where's Xiaoxuan?"

"Young Madam just fell asleep." The nanny also looked a little tired, "It's been a long time since I came back. We gave her some tranquilizing medicine just now, and she slept with Young Master Yuebai."

Xiao Zihan's eyes darkened when he heard the word Anshen Yao. Finally, he sighed helplessly: "I'll go see her."

Pushing open the door of Xiao Yuebai's bedroom, Xiao Zihan walked in lightly.

Xiao Yuebai's bed was a single bed, not spacious. In this small single bed, Tang Xuan and Xiao Yuebai were squeezed together and fell asleep.

There were some tears on the faces of the two of them, obviously crying and falling asleep.

Xiao Zihan looked at it for a while, then bent down to wipe away the shining tears, looked at it for a while, and then left.

He returned to his bedroom, went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into clean clothes, and went downstairs again.

"Master, do you want some supper?" The nanny asked with concern as she watched Xiao Zihan go downstairs.

Xiao Zihan shook his head, then nodded again.

"Get me something." Xiao Zihan rubbed his eyebrows, walked over and sat on the sofa.

He was really tired, and he didn't want to take two extra steps into the restaurant.

Without further ado, the nanny went into the kitchen, ordered a bowl of sour noodle soup, made two side dishes, and served them out on a plate.

Xiao Zihan just sat on the sofa, ate up a bowl of sour noodle soup with two side dishes.

He hasn't eaten all day today, so he's really hungry.

The nanny stood beside him and handed him a hot towel after he finished eating.

Seeing Xiao Zihan change into a set of clothes for going out, the nanny asked cautiously: "Master, it's so late, do you still want to go out?"

"Go to the hospital." Xiao Zihan answered concisely.

As for what to do in the hospital, the nanny knows the answer without asking.

After Xiao Yuebai was sent home, the whole Xiao Mansion knew about Zhao Suizhi's car accident. On this day, almost everyone was anxious and praying for Zhao Suizhi.

Seeing Xiao Zihan haggard and sad now, the nanny felt very uncomfortable.

Even though Tang Xuan and Xiao Zihan didn't say anything when they came back from the hospital, just looking at their frustrated reactions, they could guess that the situation was definitely not optimistic.

"Let's go." Xiao Zihan stood up, threw a hot towel on the coffee table, and told the nanny, "Call me anytime if anything happens at home, don't waste time. Also, after Tang Xuan wakes up, let her take good care of Yuebai. With me at the hospital, she doesn't have to worry about it."

"Yes, I took note."

Xiao Zihan was tired after all. Instead of driving by himself, he called the driver and asked the driver to take him to the hospital.

It was nearly twelve o'clock, and the lights in the tall buildings on both sides of the road were extinguished one after another, and the noisy city in the daytime gradually became quiet.

Xiao Zihan leaned back on the back seat, looking out of the window.

He has a feeling that relatives and friends are those lights that are on, and as time goes by, as the years grow, they are going out one after another.

Moreover, after it is turned off, it will never light up again.

This is the only way a person must go. Although it is cruel, it is also impossible.

It's just that it wasn't this that made Xiao Zihan the most uncomfortable. What made him most uncomfortable was that his parents, the two closest people in the world, didn't end well.

Dad used to be such an all-powerful man, calling the wind and rain in city A where big names gathered, covering the sky with one hand.But in the end, he died in the prison without any dignity. Whether it was the form or the way of death, it was in stark contrast with the former him, which made people feel sad and ironic.

And now, Mom has been in a car accident and is in the intensive care unit.

When he was sent from the general ward to the intensive care unit, he saw his mother's appearance. The cerebral hemorrhage had made his mother's face swelled up, and it was so squeezed that even the facial features could not be seen clearly.

In the past, my mother was such a delicate and beautiful woman who had never suffered a little bit, but now, she has to bear such pain.

Not to mention, the doctor said that there is a possibility that even if the mother is rescued, some of them may become vegetative.

Vegetative, these three words, just listening to them feel cruel.

Xiao Zihan sniffed and closed his eyes.

He knew that even if he stayed outside the ward now, he couldn't do anything, and he couldn't affect the final result.

However, if he doesn't guard it by himself, he can't feel at ease.

No matter what the final result is, no matter whether his mother can be the lucky one to survive, at this time, he must stay outside the intensive care unit and guard his mother.

When the car arrived at the gate of the hospital, Xiao Zihan opened his eyes and got out of the car.

"Wait a minute, I'll change Xiaoqin down, you and Xiaoqin go home." He said to the driver.

After speaking, he went directly to the hospital.

The driver opened his mouth and thought about himself all the way, but before he could say anything to Xiao Zihan, he said to Xiao Zihan's back that was drifting away.

"Master, take care of yourself."

Although Xiao Zihan didn't hear it, he still said it seriously and sadly.

Even hospitals get quiet at night.

Xiao Zihan took the elevator upstairs, and the entire corridor was silent, only the occasional mechanical female voice, which announced the call of the ward in a cold and pleasant way.

There was only one female nurse on duty at the nurse station. Under the dim light, she rested her chin on her hand and dozed off again and again.

Xiao Zihan could clearly hear the sound of his leather shoes echoing in the empty corridor.

After a while, after listening carefully, there is actually a kind of penetrating feeling.

After passing through a door that separated from the general ward, he finally arrived in front of the intensive care unit. He saw that the nanny he ordered to guard got a folding bed and a small quilt from nowhere and was lying on it with all his clothes on. Snoring softly.

Although crude, it is better than sitting comfortably.

Xiao Zihan stared at it for a few seconds, walked over, and yelled softly twice.

"Xiaoqin, Xiaoqin."

Xiaoqin was in a light sleep, but when Xiao Zihan yelled, she opened her eyes.

"Master, why are you here?" She rubbed her eyes and sat up quickly.

Xiao Zihan: "Go back and rest, I'll come here. The driver downstairs is waiting for you, go down quickly."

Xiaoqin lifted the quilt ignorantly and stood up.

"Okay. Then I'll go down." Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something and said, "Master, I rented this folding bed from a store outside the hospital. It costs 200 yuan a day and I paid a deposit of [-] yuan. Return it when you want to return it. Sitting here is uncomfortable, you can lie down for a while. I wiped it next to it, and it is very clean."

Xiao Zihan nodded: "Understood, you go."

"Okay, good night, young master."

After Xiaoqin left, Xiao Zihan slowly sat down on the short and hard folding bed. He sat on it for a while and then lay flat on it.

The folding bed swayed a few times, firmly supporting Xiao Zihan's weight.

Xiao Zihan lay on it, feeling that his whole body was uncomfortable. Although he was not a picky person, he was always pampered, and he had never slept in such an uncomfortable bed.

But Xiao Zihan didn't move, he felt the discomfort, thinking of his mother who was lying on the bed in the ICU, and slowly closed his eyes.

Compared with his mother's discomfort, this is nothing, he thought sadly.