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The door opened, and Wu Xiangui saw someone coming in, but he couldn't see clearly.

The man came in and stood next to him. Wu Xiangui only saw the corner of his shirt. He tried to raise his head to see the man's face, but he felt something stuck in his neck and he couldn't move.

Suddenly the man opened his mouth: "Your nobleman! Your nobleman! You are awake! Doctor, doctor, come quickly, come quickly!"

She ran out and called the doctor, Wu Xiangui's eyes gradually cleared up, and he saw clearly that the person was her own mother, Tang Zhaodi.

After examining him, the doctor said: "The situation seems to be normal at present, and we need to observe it for a few more days. It is a miracle that he can wake up. Congratulations."

Tang Zhaodi bowed again and again to thank him, and sent the doctor to the door. After the doctor left, he stood there for a while with his hand on his forehead.

Wu Xiangui called out: "Mom."

Only then did she regain her senses, and she came back and sat next to Wu Xiangui, her eyes were bloodshot and her face was haggard, as if she had suffered a great mental blow.

Wu Xiangui felt distressed when he saw it, and raised his hand to straighten Tang Zhaodi's messy hair.

"Stinky boy!" Tang Zhaodi lightly hammered Wu Xiangui's shoulder with his fist: "You have no conscience, your mother, I raised you so much not to scare me..." The more he said, the more wronged Tang Zhaodi said to himself Cried: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Wu Xiangui was in so much pain all over his body that he struggled to speak, so he had to watch Tang Zhaodi snot and cry and cry about how unfilial he was.

After lying like this for two days, I was able to sit up and eat on the third day, and only then did I see the injuries on my body clearly.

The elevator he was sitting in fell, but failed to get stuck in time, and slid directly to the bottom floor. Fortunately, there was a shock absorbing device at the bottom, which provided some cushioning. Collision injury.

Wu Xiangui's right leg was broken, his left arm was broken into three pieces, his pelvis was shattered and he was nailed, but these are not the main point. The most important thing is that he hit his head, causing intracranial hemorrhage and deep coma.

Fortunately, the hemorrhage in his brain dissipated little by little. Although it did not dissipate completely for the time being, X-rays showed that the hemorrhage was gradually getting smaller.

The accumulation of blood affected his language system. A few days ago, he could only utter one word at a time. In the past two days, he has improved and can speak two words.

So, he couldn't wait to ask about Xiang Jie's situation.

"Xiang Jie, Xiang, Xiang Jie." Wu Xiangui kept repeating Xiang Jie's name to his mother, looking at her expectantly.

Tang Zhaodi sighed: "He's right next door, nobleman, heal your wound first, and I'll take you to see him when you feel better."

"His injury..."

Tang Zhaodi rubbed his hands, bowed his head and thought for a while before saying, "He's better than you, but he can't get out of bed just like you. It's okay, we can meet again in a few days."

"Lie to me." Wu Xiangui knew his mother best, and her expression was obviously lying.

"I really didn't lie to you. I'll take you to see him when you recover from your injury, okay?"

"Call, call, you, give him."

"He can't answer the phone, how can he answer the phone when he is injured?"

"Lie to me!" Wu Xiangui felt very uneasy and struggled to sit up: "I'll go, next door!"

Brother Tang Zhao hurriedly stopped him: "My dear son, can you listen to your mother and heal your injury first before you go, I really didn't lie to you."

Wu Xiangui looked at Tang Zhaodi with difficulty, his lips twitching: "Dead...dead?"

"No, not dead, don't think about it."

Wu Xiangui didn't want to argue with his mother anymore, so he supported his body and moved towards the bed. Seeing that his son was agitated, Tang Zhaodi couldn't stop him, so he had to push the wheelchair next to him and help him sit on it.

"Son, you are injured, don't get too excited for a while, let the patient rest more, you know?"

Wu Xiangui trembled in his heart, knowing that something was wrong, Xiang Jie's situation must be much more serious than his.

Xiang Jie is in the sterile room and cannot enter.

Through the glass, Wu Xiangui saw that Xiang Jie was wrapped in bandages, like a mummy, but the focus was still on the brain. His hair was shaved and tightly wrapped. Tang Zhaodi said that he had undergone a craniotomy.

Xiang Jieben had an open wound on his head, and later had multiple collisions in an elevator accident, which resulted in increased intracranial pressure. The doctor had to open his head and let bloodlet him to prevent him from becoming a fool, but this method was also very harmful to himself, and Like Wu Xiangui, whether he can wake up depends on luck.

Tang Zhaodi stood behind her son, and Wu Xiangui's face full of tears was reflected in the glass. She gently squeezed his son's shoulder in the wheelchair to express comfort.

Back in the ward, Tang Zhaodi said to Wu Xiangui, "Son, you have to be strong and take care of Xiao Xiang after your injuries are healed, right?"

Wu Xiangui nodded, what his mother said made sense, he must get well soon, and find a way to find a better doctor to treat Xiang Jie.

However, I suddenly realized why the fuck said this a bit strangely?

"Mom, you..."

Tang Zhaodi made the bed and reached out to help Wu Xiangui. The two mothers and sons looked at each other. Years of tacit understanding made Tang Zhaodi understand what his son wanted to ask:

"I went to your house to change and wash your clothes. I saw that you lived in the same room, and I checked your mobile phone. Mom is not an idiot, why don't you understand?"

Wu Xiangui bowed his head: "I'm sorry, excuse me."

"Forget it, Mom now thinks that as long as you are safe and sound, you can live as you please."

Wu Xiangui's eyes were red again: "Mom, I love you."

Tang Zhaodi covered his son with a quilt: "Oh, I'm so numb to death, but you can't tell me about it in my hometown? People in my hometown have vicious mouths and kill without blood. Isn't that Lin Xiaoyue at the head of the village just because the rumors spread are too ugly? Did the well die? Speaking of which, I blamed that old Lintou..."

Tang Zhaodi was revived with full blood because his son woke up, and he regained his chattering nature. He had talked to Wu Xiangui about Lin Xiaoyue [-] times and it was not too much, and he had to start from the beginning every time.

Wu Xiangui was still touched by the greatness of maternal love last moment, but now he was so annoyed that he wanted to stick his mouth on her.