Chapter 652: Flooding at Home

"I'll go back first," Lei Qingyi walked towards the door, but he never looked back, because he didn't dare, he really didn't dare, he didn't dare to face Yan Huan, and he didn't dare to face the fact that he was the one who killed Lu Yi.

He couldn't face himself for being so cowardly.

He closed the door and stood at the door for a long time, and then he left the hospital dejectedly.

Inside the hospital, He Yibin walked over again, he pulled the quilt under Yan Huan's chin a little, and then put his hand on her hair, just like Lu Yi used to do.

Yan Huan's long eyelashes seemed to tremble, but she didn't wake up. Now she was all over, not a sleeping beauty, but a sleeping pitiful.

This is Lu Yi's favorite action, I hope you can still remember it.

He stood up straight, then sighed softly, then turned around and left here, leaving a quiet here, and at the same time leaving a dead silence.

There are people who die every day in this world, and there are people who are born every day,

Life and death, all are destined reincarnation.

Sooner or later, we will experience it in our lifetime until we reach that step, and then it will be the end.

But some people are too early, too early, even, the pain is unbearable.

And now the Lei family has been depressed for several days. Almost no one can laugh. Even the innocent and cute chubby face of little Lei Zizi can't change anything.

Little Lei Zi staggered over. He was almost two years old, and he was already very sensible. He looked more heroic than his mother and more beautiful than his father. He was a beautiful little boy. Of course, his genes were too strong, so he was much taller than children of the same age. Of course, he was also much smarter and everyone's baby. The whole family was guarding such a baby. He was popular in his own family, in the Lu family, and in the Ye family.

No one in the family didn't like him. The little guy looked good, his little mouth was sweet, and he was well-behaved, which made people feel distressed.

He walked in front of Yi Ling, then stretched out his little fleshy hand and pulled Yi Ling's clothes.

"Mom, find aunt."

He missed his aunt. His aunt would buy him a lot of toys and play games with him. He loved his aunt the most.

Yiling's eyes, which were usually silent, rolled down with tears. She reached out and hugged Little Leizi, almost crying.

When he cried, Little Leizi was also scared. Little Leizi was scared and cried loudly.

A hand quickly reached out. It was Lei's mother. She hugged Little Lei. Her grandson cried, and her daughter-in-law was obedient. She also cried. Soon the house was full of crying.

As soon as Lei's father came out, he saw that the three people in the family were crying out of breath. What happened? He also wanted to cry.

Be good, come to grandpa to hold you.

He reached out his hand to Little Leizi. Little Leizi was too young. He didn't know what happened at all. He just knew that his mother and grandmother were crying, so he cried.

Lei's father sent the little Leizi to his sister's place for a few days. The house was about to be flooded. If it continued like this, not only the adults could not bear it, but the children could not bear it.

"Grandpa, where are you taking me?"

Leizi rubbed his eyes and found that he was held by his grandfather, but it was not the way home, because his grandmother said that he was a wild child and had to go out for a walk every day, otherwise he would not sleep. He had been walking since he was six months old. He had been walking until now. He had walked this road very well. So, this was not going home, but where to go.

"Go to your aunt's place."

"Is there Brother Xiaonan's house?" Little Leizi opened his curious eyes and asked in a baby voice.

"Well, it's Brother Xiaonan's aunt's house."

"Okay, okay, I'm going to find Brother Xiaonan." Little Leizi clapped his hands happily, and his cracked mouth smiled like a little flower. He was just smiling, but Father Lei really wanted to cry.

Little Leizi, little Leizi,

I wonder if you will still remember that beautiful aunt and your cousin Lu Yi when you grow up. They all love you very much, watched you being born, and watched you growing up.

But now...

He actually doesn't dare to think about it anymore. No wonder his family can't bear such news.

Lu Yi grew up in the Lei family since he was a child. How could they not be sad? Besides, Lu Yi and his wife are trying to save the two women in the family.

Alas, look, what are these things, what are they.

In the distance, the autumn wind is accompanied by fallen leaves, and the fallen leaves are accompanied by green frost.

It seems that winter is coming, and after autumn, there will be a long winter. The water of the Haijiang River is still flowing forward calmly. It seems that it was crazy not long ago, and it is unknown how many lives it has swallowed, but now it is the only one who is the most innocent.

In the hospital, this is the fifth day.

"How are you today? Is your temperature okay?"

He Yibin came over and stood beside the bed. He then took out the small flashlight from his pocket, carefully opened Yan Huan's eyelids and shone it, and then checked the wounds on her body.

The nurse on the side also flipped through the latest examination results and answered.

"Doctor He, the patient's temperature is normal, and all body functions are recovering. Oxygen is no longer needed, but the patient is still not conscious."

"I know," He Yibin sighed for the nth time. He was sure that the patient didn't want to wake up. If he wanted to wake up, he would have woken up long ago, and he wouldn't be in a coma until now. This is the fifth day.

"Doctor He, it's not a solution for the patient to continue like this," the nurse held the examination report in her arms.

It's not a solution to keep the patient alive with nutritional injections every day. Living people need to eat, eat whole grains, so that they can be considered to be truly recovered. This is not a vegetative state. If a patient doesn't eat or drink, and relies on drugs every day to maintain his health, his body can't bear it. His muscles will atrophy and his body functions will decline. This is not a long-term solution.

This patient is not an ordinary patient. Her injuries are not serious. The serious ones are only mental. If she continues like this, it is really not a solution. Many people want to live desperately, but many people don't want to live, just like her.

"Take good care of her. I'll think of a solution," He Yibin touched the stethoscope hanging around his neck. He said he would think of a solution, but what solution was there? He was a doctor, not a god. He could heal physical injuries, but what about the emotional injuries? Even if he was a psychologist, she had to wake up and be able to listen.