MTL - Gifting You With A City that Will Never Be Isolated-Chapter 57

Cheng Jingbo did not have the slightest frustration because of the current poor treatment effect of Bai Ziren. When Bai Ziren fell asleep, he went to the attending physician to talk as usual, and went to other wards to ask the family members of the patient for advice and A few cases from the Internet were sorted out from the sudden to the full recovery, and she was shown to her after she woke up.

After seeing the mood, Bai Ziren calmed down and barely smiled at Cheng Jingbo.

"It's important to be mental, relax."

Cheng Jingbo wrote the words and placed the small whiteboard on the TV so that she could see it at a glance and encourage herself.

Bai Ziren held his legs in his hands and looked straight at the words on the small whiteboard. He sighed in his heart and decided to cheer up.

In the next few days, the treatment was still painful. The medicine that dilated the blood vessels caused the arm of Bai Ziren to explode. After the infusion, the arm was heavy, and it was difficult to lift and lift. She held back, after the fourth high oxygen absorption. The vertigo was once again overwhelming. She felt that the whole ward was turning, and she had to close her eyes. The helplessness was that the symptoms of nausea and vomiting reappeared. Whatever she ate, she couldn’t eat anything except porridge.

She was thinner every day, Liu Xinyu was in a hurry, and Uncle Mu also licked her face. Only Cheng Jingbo did not show any strange emotions. She still patiently treated her, and often smiled at her.

On the thirteenth day of admission, Bai Ziren’s tinnitus symptoms reached the peak. No moment was stopped. It was very troublesome and could not fall asleep. She squinted from midnight to early morning, tortured and counted for a minute. There is an illusion that I am going crazy.

It was very strange. When she saw him open the insulated bucket, put the cooked porridge in the bowl, and put the spoon on one side, the whole heart was even more peaceful. He was no easier than her. He was almost all these days. The hospital, eating very little, sleeping well, sleeping, guarding her repeated illnesses, holding her to the bathroom, accompanying her to the treatment room, queuing for inspection, not at all.

She tried to sit up and prepare to eat. He picked up the bowl and prepared to feed her. She shook her head and picked up the spoon to eat it herself.

In fact, there is no appetite at all, but not eating is not good for the body. She insists on eating, the speed is very slow, and sweat on her forehead.

He used a paper towel to help her wipe her forehead. She looked at him and found that he was also thinner. Suddenly there was an impulse to tears.

After eating breakfast, the doctor rounded up the room, Cheng Jingbo opened the notebook and wrote a line of words. By the way, he turned over yesterday's symptom record and wrote today's treatment task on the newly bought big whiteboard and handed it to Bai Ziren.

Bai Ziren nodded in a difficult position.

Cheng Jingbo kissed her forehead and said awkwardly.

In the morning, I met a patient in the treatment room. He was very young. He was only 19 years old. He played rock music and suddenly became a month. His treatment effect was normal. He recovered one third. Now he is still struggling to speak, he has not given up. He also followed the doctor's advice and prepared for acupuncture treatment. Although he could not hear it, his eyes were bright and he looked optimistic.

Cheng Jingbo actively communicated with him in writing. He was very enthusiastic and wrote his own treatment experience for their reference.

"Sports is very important. When I first developed the disease, my tinnitus was going crazy. I was sitting in a difficult position. I just went jogging. After two days of tinnitus, I was a lot better. I wonder if it is a distracting relationship."

"I am a more optimistic person, not to say that I am not afraid of it, but I am afraid that it is useless, it will only increase the psychological burden."

"Music is my dream, it is also my life. The ear is very important to me. I will not give up if there is a probability of one in ten thousand."

When he communicated with Cheng Jingbo, Bai Ziren sat down and watched them.

At the end, he also wrote a paragraph to Bai Ziren.

"Beauty sister, you are much luckier than me. Anyway, you have such a big guy to accompany, I am a person from start to finish."

This sentence has touched Bai Ziren, she can persist until now, a large part of the reason is the support of people around.

No one gave up than her unfortunate person. Why should she complain?

The next evening, when Cheng Jingbo put forward the idea of ​​running on Bai Ziren, she agreed without saying anything.

They ran for more than 20 minutes on the tree-lined path near the hospital. They returned to the original road. They also bought hawthorns and grapes on the road. They ate while eating. The breeze blew, and Bai Ziren looked at the familiar streets, retro buildings. The building group, the dear passers-by, the mood suddenly opened, she peeled a grape, handed to Cheng Jingbo's mouth, waiting for him to eat, but also asked him sweet and not sweet.

"Tired?" he asked.

She could identify the short sentence he said and nodded honestly. He bent down and let her come up. He took her back.

Who knows that she jumped on the back of him, he ran for a while, she was shocked, immediately patted his shoulder to drink, he ignored it, did not slow down, she groaned, gradually from dumb to smile, and finally I smiled very happily, and the wind in my ear was bulging, and soon I got a little bit into my ear and made a slight sound.

At the end of the long day, they are the same figure.

There was a holiday in October, plus a week before and after Cheng Jingbo, and soon it was used up. He went back to Liuhe Campus to teach, but every two days he drove to the hospital to see Bai Ziren. No matter he was absent, Bai Ziren was actively treating. Persevering in jogging, although the effect is much different from the expected one, she is no longer upset, just like the few patients who have been treated with her, what is the use of urgency, and it is safe to come.

She listened to Cheng Jingbo, wrote a diary every day, and used a whiteboard to chat with others. One time, in the treatment room, she met a little boy who came to oxygen with her mother. He was always depressed. She took the initiative to talk to him and he started. When I was in love, I was probably too bored in the queue. I also picked up the pen and gave it to her. They talked for a long time. The little boy left her mobile phone number and told her to keep in touch.

"I can talk to you."

Bai Ziren received such a message after returning to the ward.

The seniors of the seniors often come to see Bai Ziren and bring some information on learning. Tang Xuechang bluntly said that the body is the most important. If you can’t eat it, it’s better to leave school for one year. With your qualifications, you won’t delay your future.

Bai Ziren smiled faintly and said that I would consider it.

I don't know when she started, she really learned to face her own experience. Just the day before yesterday, Cheng Jingbo's mother came to visit her, brought a family photo album, watched with her for a long time, and shared some children. Their old things.

"I am lucky to have you by your side."

Bai Ziren saw a little gratification from Cheng Mu’s face, and also saw a trace of embarrassment. She didn’t have to go to the physical meeting. She also understood the pain of being a mother’s bereavement. Cheng Jingmo was only two years older than her, and her life went four. One of the points has passed away. This is the most regrettable thing in the world. For the loved ones left behind, remembering the close relatives, they are more concerned about the only blessings of the moment.

She wants to say that she will cherish Cheng Jingbo more than anyone else, but it is a little bit more courage.

The optimistic and open-minded Chengmu wrote a sentence to her on the whiteboard before leaving.

"Moss is full of things outside and is in front of the limited cup."

This life can have someone like Cheng Jingbo. It is already a lucky thing. I only hope that I can become his life partner. She wants to be like him, no longer afraid.

When Cheng Jingbo came again, Bai Zairen’s condition had improved. The hearing of the left ear recovered to fifty-five, and she talked to her. She could hear, the right ear recovered slowly, and the tinnitus still existed, but it was light. a lot of.

He saw that she had a lot of paper on hand. When I saw it, most of it was sketching, painting him, and others were some landscape paintings.

"If you have nothing to do, you have painted a lot, do you like it?" she asked.

“I like it very much.” He asked while admiring, “Just paint me, not bored?”

She smiled a little deep and unpredictable. Under his gaze, she was embarrassed to look away. After a while, she turned back and said frankly, "Because I only want you."

He put down the drawing paper and put it close to her left ear, saying, "It turns out."

Her ears are hot, coughing up, shifting the topic, asking him about things in the school, and he picks up some interesting things about the students.

“Do you still dare to sleep in your class?”

"Not available for the time being."

Since I heard last time that he really took out his mobile phone and took a picture of a student dozing off, she began to worry about his students.

In fact, she secretly surfed the Internet to browse the forums of his campus, and saw many students commented on him. He learned that he is no longer the philosophical teacher who had a cold personality and few words during the class. They said that he was very knowledgeable. The lectures are easy to understand, there is no shelf for people, any questions will be answered, students' amateur life will be taken care of, and they will take care of the school plantation with them, and they will also strive for various opportunities.

"Unfortunately he said that he already has a wife." One student said.

Bai Ziren cleverly thought that he is the wife who has not yet passed the door.

"What are you thinking?" He pulled her hand over his chest.

"February next year is your birthday."

He took care of her and asked her, "What do you want to say?"

She asked him: "Do you still want a birthday present?"

He bowed his head and kissed her. After a long time, he let go and mute: "I think."

She raised her finger and clicked on his forehead, and said with a bright eye: "If you win the manager, the money will be half-divided."

"I don't want a little money, I will give it to you."

Speaking of Zhang Wuji, he blocked the winter wearing a mask at the train station a week ago and went straight back. The door of the cafe in the lighthouse was locked. The small wooden sign reads: "There is a happy event at home." , suspend business for one month."

In late autumn, Bai Ziren returned to school, her left ear has recovered to 40 meters, can hear the conversation in the room, the right ear is weaker, and there are intermittent tinnitus. She sits in the first row in each lesson. Sometimes, I can't hear clearly. I can tell what the teacher is saying from the teacher's mouth. The school's sister-in-law also takes care of her. Try to give her some light work. She starts taking medicine and goes to the hospital once a week. Acupuncture treatment, waiting for a miracle to happen.

Many students observed her changes. She seems to be more lively than before. She has more smiles on her face. Occasionally she will participate in everyone's chat and talk about her own thoughts. This is contrary to their accidents. I thought she was born. After the illness, it will be depressed and the character will be quieter. Whoever expects the opposite.

"Do you know why?" Zhu Mingwen shrugged his shoulders. "Because people are getting married, the mood is good."

This reason is convincing to all the students. The reason is very simple. After Bai Ziren returned to school, he had a ring on his finger. In addition to the experiment, he wore it while eating and reading.

Cheng Jingbo often drives back to see Bai Ziren. Every time he brings fresh fruits, walnuts, peanuts and other nutrients. When he has time, he cooks soup for her. Her spirit is much better.

Even Dr. Cheng had called Bai Ziren every three times and asked her about her physical condition. One time, it was even more flattering. Cheng Fu and Cheng Ma came to Bai Ziren’s school to see her and brought her some food. They asked her to take them around the campus.

On the way, Cheng Fu said with a straightforward truth: "The quiet has been explained, let us take care of you when he is not there."

Cheng Mu licked his arm and complained: "You old man really can't talk. Isn't the son not telling us, are we just concerned about it?"

Cheng’s father smiled and was not at all embarrassed. He whispered: “Seek truth from facts, be honest and be honest.”

Bai Ziren said: "I am very happy to come over, Uncle Auntie, come here to see me later."

The two old people laughed very happy.

"A family, naturally, we have to meet more often." Cheng added a sentence.

Bai Ziren understood it as soon as he heard it. Uncle and aunt had already figured out the marriage between her and Cheng Jingbo.

Not only Cheng Fu and Cheng Mu, Bai Ziren’s family also knows that Mu Zibei is afraid that she will forget it. Every time she meets, she must remind her: “Mu Ziren, you have to be a bride in February, I I am reluctant."

I don’t expect that day to be fake, she will count the date in her heart, but she is still in treatment. The doctor said that if the suddenness has not returned to normal level for more than three months, it is recommended to wear a hearing aid, and think of it next year. At the wedding, the ear still wears something that was not needed before, and her mentality will be a little lost.

Of course, everything is within acceptable limits, and now she will not tangled and get what she will lose.

The days passed by, the city went into the winter, and the weekend was quietly parked with Bai Ziren to go out.

There is a plum on the tea mountain in the autumn, and a gust of wind blew through it. The elegant fragrance stays at the tip of the nose, and Bai Ziren feels relaxed and happy.

There is a pavilion on the mountainside. They have a rest, just a temple not far away. The bells are separated from each other by overlapping tea trees. The sound of the Sanskrit is clear, and the cypress is calm and listens slowly. One must be clear.

After a while, the bell was still, and the wind was smashing. She saw a row of magnificent little flowers in the corner of the pavilion and walked over to look down.

“Is this a camellia or a plum?” she asked.

Cheng Jingbo came to her and looked down.

"This is Camellia, which belongs to the Camellia family."

"This is too beautiful."

Bai Ziren looked at his heart and joy, and reached out in a childish manner. He put it in his pocket without paying attention. He quickly stood up and looked at the tea tree in the distance. He took out his mobile phone to take a photo, took the scenery and then shot people, then pulled His hand continues to go up.

When I reached the top of the mountain, there was a place full of fallen flowers. I didn’t wait for Bai Ziren to think about it or not. Cheng Jingbo had already handed a few more in advance to her palm. She looked at it for a while and satisfactorily Entrance pocket.

They turned over the mountain and talked while walking. Unconsciously, time passed and the temple was close at hand. She proposed to go in and have a look.

Perhaps it is a cold relationship, there are very few people in the temple, and an elderly couple is devoutly fragrant.

Bai Ziren watched the old lady close her eyes in the smoke, curiously guessed what she was asking for, and asked Cheng Jingbo.

"I don't think she is asking for anything, just saying something about her heart."

Bai Ziren felt that Cheng Jingbo’s argument was justified. The old lady’s expression was too calm. It was not like asking for anything, but saluting it out of a faith.

The old grandfather is also, with a peaceful smile, a self-sufficient look.

Bai Ziren walked into the hall and prayed to the Buddha, but she did not reach a certain realm. As a mortal, she still said her two wishes.

First, she hopes to be with him forever. Second, she hopes that he is safe and healthy and more and more happy.

When she opened her eyes, she found that he was standing beside him, hanging his eyes, his hands clasped together, and looking closer, his eyes were closed.

After a while, she whispered, "What wishes have you made?"

He smiled faintly, didn't talk, she didn't ask.

They stayed here for a long time, and finally sat on a step, listening to the little monk reading the heart, the sound is like a scorpio.

Her head rested on his shoulders, his eyes were looking at the blue sky, and his heart was like a windless lake.

The sound in the ear is getting clearer and clearer, breaking through the barrier and being as clear as people can touch.

"What are you thinking?" he asked, bowing his head.

"I was thinking, everything is fine."

He gave a slight glimpse and quickly remembered the fact that he was talking to her right ear, and the voice was very low. As usual, she should not be able to hear it. After some hesitation, he asked: "What is the specific reference?"

"A lot, this mountain, this winter, this year, everything is fine." She said carelessly.

He smiled, his heart relieved, and the pressure of a period of time disappeared instantly, and he felt a little comfortable.

"Right, you just asked me what wishes I made."

"Well, can you tell me?"

"What is not important, what is important is already achieved."

She looked up and looked at him incredulously. She didn't understand what it meant. He didn't explain it. He just looked at her. It took a long time. She once again saw a complete self in his ink, and then went on. He slowly posted it and kissed her forehead.

"Remember that I read to you yesterday. Do you have a good time to listen?"

Bai Ziren thought for a long time and shook his head. She remembered what she meant by asking a few words. I didn't know what he was saying at the time.

"The flowering branches are full, and the heart is full of moons." He said to her.

"Yes, that's the sentence, but I don't know how to say it."

He smiled and looked at her all the time. He kept his eyes open for a moment and said softly: "In layman's terms, it is the happiest time for a person."

“Just like now?” She answered the tacit agreement.

"It is at this moment."

At this moment, the breeze is in the ear, accompanied by the unique familiar voice in the world, overlooking the mountains, and the loved one sitting in the corner of the heavens and the earth.

She suddenly understood something and had her own explanation for the beautiful verse, that is, since then, there is no other demand. 2k novel reading network