translated_Chapter 55

55: Waking Up.

55: Waking Up.

Qin Yishan was stunned for a moment: “What did you think?”

What did she think? What Qiu Shi did was to keep the old professor busy. The old professor didn’t care if he didn’t want Qiu Ci, and never thought of hurting Qiu Ci.

“You didn’t want him to go to Hangzhou, you didn’t want him to continue painting at all.” Qin Yishan pointed out self-righteously.

“Shut up.” Qiu Shi was furious: “If anything really happens to my brother, you and the Qin family are finished.”

Qin Yishan on the other side stopped talking.

Qiu Shi breathed a sigh of relief: “I only have this one relative. It’s not that I don’t want him to go to Hangzhou, I just don’t want him to be so far away from me.”

Deceiving herself, Qin Yishan thought of this word, and he shook his head helplessly: “I wish Allen a speedy recovery.”

“He better be okay.”

It was not until after ten o’clock in the evening that Qiu Ci, covered in gauze, was transferred from the operating room to the intensive care unit.

The doctor took off his mask heavily: “He is temporarily out of danger, but he still needs to be observed. The patient’s head, shoulders, and arms were injured, and his right hand was penetrated by the car body.”

“When will he wake up? Can he recover completely? Use the best treatment plan. If it doesn’t work, he can be transferred to New York.” Qiu Shi looked through the glass at the nurses busy in front of Qiu Ci’s bed.

The doctor tried his best to reassure her calmly: “Don’t be nervous, we will do our best. The patient has a severe concussion, and the waking time is uncertain. There may be sequelae.”

“Ah?” Qiu Shi was extremely worried that Qiu Ci would not wake up because of this incident, and she would regret it for the rest of her life.

“You have to be optimistic.”

Qiu Shi nodded.

At twelve o’clock in the middle of the night, Louis called to express his concern.

“Allen had a car accident?” Louis asked with some doubt.

“He was going to Hangzhou. I didn’t arrange the car and driver properly. I’m sorry, Father.” Qiu Shi admitted her mistake.

Louis retorted: “No, Ai La, it’s just an accident, don’t blame yourself too much. Everyone has a probability of experiencing accidents, it’s just that Allen is more pitiful. What is his current situation?”

“Concussion, still in a coma, I don’t know when he will wake up.” Qiu Shi’s tone was full of exhaustion.

Louis comforted her again: “It’s okay, Ai La, we will all wait for him to wake up. You can go to Japan to relax, it’s also near China. I will help you arrange the school there.”

Qiu Shi politely declined: “We’ll see, Father, I want to stay with Allen.”

Louis: “Okay, just come by yourself. I believe you, you can tell me if you need help.”

“Thank you.”

“You are all my children.”

There is an accompanying room with beds.

Perhaps it was her own guilt that made Qiu Shi unwilling to lie comfortably in bed and sleep.

She just sat on the bench in the corridor and dozed off.

She was awakened at six o’clock in the morning by the nurse on duty.

She went to the bathroom to wash her face and looked at the girl in the mirror with dark circles under her eyes and messy hair.

Qiu Shi felt that these few days had been so long.

From doing bad things to retribution, it took less than three days.

If Qiu Ci likes to paint, he can just go paint.

Why was she jealous? She is the older sister.

Even if they are the same age, she is still the older sister, and she should have protected Qiu Ci.

Qiu Shi asked for a week off.

She hoped that Qiu Ci would wake up, only in this way could she be freed from remorse.

She hoped that Qiu Ci, who shouted “I want to be a painter” that morning, would come back.

As usual, she brought Qiu Ci porridge in the morning.

She prayed that Qiu Ci could eat this bowl of porridge today.

The doctor said that if he doesn’t wake up again, he will not be able to undergo the next round of recovery surgery.

If the surgery is not performed, the right hand will be completely useless.

“Get up and eat, Qiu Ci.” The doctor said, talking to him more often would help.

“If you can’t wake up again, you won’t be able to paint, and you won’t be able to be your great painter.”

“When I go to Japan, even if you wake up, you won’t see me.”

At this point, Qiu Ci’s eyelids with scratches trembled slightly, with eyelashes, like a captive butterfly.

A beautiful soul trapped in this material shell.

Qiu Shi’s eyes were sharp, and she instantly caught this tremor, and hurriedly pressed the bell.

The doctors were already concerned about this seriously injured patient, and they didn’t even care about breakfast, throwing it in the duty room.

They ran out one after another.

“His eyelids just moved.”

The doctors checked various body data: “Are you sure you didn’t see it wrong?”

This family member hasn’t looked very calm recently.

“No, I guarantee it.” Qiu Shi was so excited that she was about to cry.

The doctor turned around: “It should be getting better, it seems that there is self-awareness, it would be good to wake up as soon as possible.”

Qiu Shi really saw hope this time: “I believe you.”

After the doctor left, Qiu Shi still watched Qiu Ci without blinking.

In the evening, Qiu Ci’s light green eyes reappeared.

In a daze, Qiu Shi almost thought she was hallucinating.

The doctor rushed in again: “Woke up?” He waved his finger in front of Qiu Ci’s eyes, and Qiu Ci blinked.

“Okay, there are basic reactions.” The doctor was also very happy, and he could prepare for the next round of surgery.

“Qiu Ci? Qiu Ci? No amnesia, right? Do you still remember who I am?” Qiu Shi frowned and asked.

“Sis…Sister…” The voice that hadn’t been used for a long time was slightly hoarse.

“It’s good that you didn’t lose your memory.” Qiu Shi smiled happily: “It’s okay if you lost your memory, when can you eat something?”

The doctor told them some care matters, and also informed them that the next surgery would be the day after tomorrow.

It wasn’t until the morning that Qiu Ci could speak continuously: “It hurts…”

“Where does it hurt?” Qiu Shi asked.

“It hurts everywhere…”

Qiu Shi felt relieved: “The pain is normal. You have gauze all over your body. It would be strange if it didn’t hurt.”

The words were not pleasant, but Qiu Shi still brought the porridge she had cooked.

Last night, she helped Qiu Ci sort out the current time and the coma situation. It could only be said that he was lucky not to have become a fool.

Qiu Ci’s hand was full of steel nails, so naturally he couldn’t use it.

Looking at his broken hands, Qiu Ci didn’t speak, but Qiu Shi could feel his sadness.

“It’s okay, there is still one surgery to go, and there is still recovery later. It’s already very good to save your life after being hit by a truck.”

Qiu Ci sighed: “Okay, I hope it won’t affect the future.”

Qiu Shi knew what he was worried about, but the doctor’s original words were: “We can only try our best to recover. Heavy objects and fine and stable work will be affected in the future.”

One month, five surgeries.

After class, Qiu Shi would come to the hospital to accompany Qiu Ci.

“Hi, Qiu Ci, I’m here. I packed a portion of Shangjia dumplings that you wanted. It’s still hot.” Qiu Shi brought up the insulated box.

Qiu Ci has loved eating this kind of stuffed Chinese food since he was a child.

Qiu Ci tried to grab the chopsticks with his trembling right hand, but failed several times.

It was not until the chopsticks were dropped on the ground that he completely gave up and helplessly used his relatively stable left hand to poke the dumpling skin with a fork.

Qiu Shi regretted bringing him dumplings. She should have brought food that was easy to eat with a fork and spoon.