"Memoirs of Dreams" Lao Yao's Story (15)
Welcome to the WeChat public account "Memoirs of Dreams" Xiaoqin stands in line in front of the toll window. The people in the hospital were all in a hurry, and their footsteps were so hurried that it seemed like a person would die if they stopped for a moment. A tall man walked past Xiaoqin and accidentally bumped into her shoulder. "Sorry." The man didn't even raise his head, apologized like a puppet and left immediately. Xiaoqin looked at his retreating back, showing an expression she didn't know how to describe. The doctor told her that Lao Yao suffered severe burns. Weiming's bottle of sulfuric acid was poured hard and accurately, and most of it was poured on Lao Yao's head. There is no need to say disfigurement, and now Xiaoqin can only beg God to keep Lao Yao's eyes. She paid the medical bills, turned around to the water room to get a bucket of hot water, and then returned to the ward. Lao Yao was wrapped in white bandages and lay rigidly on the bed, like an ancient Egyptian mummy. He's still in a coma, Xiaoqin thought, it's okay to be in a coma, at least she doesn't have to worry about how to comfort this arrogant man. But it's not good to be in a coma. How to deal with this matter and how the family will live in the future are all waiting for Lao Yao to make up their minds. Xiaoqin sat beside Lao Yao's bed, bowed her head, feeling like a huge stone was pressed in her heart, she felt tired even breathing. A few days later, the tenacious Lao Yao finally woke up.