When Su Qingluan was adopted by her master, master, and adoptive parents in her previous life, they were already over sixty years old. By the time Su Qingluan went to college and fell ill, her two elders had already passed away.
The two elders were older, and the cause of death was sudden cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, so although the incident happened suddenly, Su Qingluan accepted it relatively quickly.
Although Su Qingluan was in the ward when she was hospitalized, she could often see family members who were accompanying the bed getting angry because of the patient on the bed, and some even had a nervous breakdown because of it. But relatively speaking, she always reacted calmly - maybe it was Subconsciously I understand that no matter how hysterical, collapsed and disappointed, my illness will continue and tomorrow will dawn.
Su Qingluan has been relatively calm about her illness except for the initial collapse and the first relapse. The rest of the time she has been relatively calm about it - whether it is getting better or worse.
She would even persuade the patients in the same room: deterioration may not be a bad thing, at least it is one step closer to complete peace, right?
It actually sounds quite depressing, but knowing that there is no hope of cure and even maintaining the status quo is a luxury, what can you think? I can only comfort myself in reverse.
As for those family members who are worried about their loved ones' serious illness and gradually become haggard every day, Su Qingluan can understand it intellectually, but emotionally there is still no intuitive feeling - until this time.
In fact, this vague worry has always existed from the beginning - after all, Su Qingluan believes that even under the modern medical system, a simple cold and fever can induce myocarditis or viral pneumonia and lead to death.
Although the probability is small, it is not non-existent.
What's more, this was in an era when medicine was not very developed. Even though she got through the two fevers safely, she was still worried.
It's the same sentence - the more you worry about something, the more likely it will come true, but this thing happened to the little sister Su Qingluan didn't want to see the most.
In fact, since time travel, although Su Qingluan's feelings for the Su family have become deeper and deeper, her fingers are all different. Although she regards her parents, brothers and sisters as her own family, she is still partial.
Relatively speaking, her little sister Su Xueyan was the one she loved and favored the most.
In addition to the fact that this little girl is indeed smart and cute, Su Qingluan knows that this still has an empathic effect - watching the little girl because her parents and sisters have to stop making money, her brother has to go to school, and she is just over three years old. She is guarding such a huge yard by herself, but rarely makes any noise or cries for others to accompany her, which is really heartbreaking.
This made Su Qingluan couldn't help but think of the orphanage when she was a child, looking at the kindergarten across the street. Every time when school was over, there were parents walking, riding bicycles, or driving private cars to pick up their children.
She always wondered why she had no parents.
Later, it happened, but the happy life was too short, and there was no way to make up for the regrets of childhood. When she was adopted, Su Qingluan had already passed the stage of asking "Why do I have no parents?" and she began to cherish what she had. Have everything.
So when Su Qingluan saw her sister staying at home alone, although she couldn't bear to leave with her parents, but she didn't cry, her heart softened.
She wanted to be nicer and nicer to this little sister. It was basically a visible favoritism, which made the little guy Su Xuanhe very unconvinced.
But then he said coquettishly: I am a boy, I don’t need flowers and candy!
It only took a moment to return from memories to reality. Su Qingluan was already holding her sister and walking out the door without knowing it.
She did this series of actions unconsciously, but it alarmed Yang who was sleeping next to her: "Da Ya, it's so late, where are you going?"
After drinking two doses of medicine from afternoon to evening, Yang broke out in a sweat. Although he was still very weak, he was better than his groggy appearance in the morning.
Su Qingluan wrapped her sister tightly, fearing that she would be blown away by the night wind again: "My sister has a severe fever and is not in a good condition. I want to take her to see a doctor!"
"Hey, you are so anxious and confused," Yang quickly called Su Qingluan, "At this time, the city gate has been locked and no one is allowed in. Even if you want to invite the doctor, you have to wait until tomorrow morning!"
Su Qingluan was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "Isn't there another person - I'll beg him!"
"You mean...Mr. Mu?"
"That's right," Su Qingluan put on a large cloak and held her sister in her arms, "I'm going to ask him for help now."
"But what if Mr. Mu has already taken a break..."
"I can't care about that much anymore!" She now finally understands what those people who, like crazy people, don't care about anything in order to treat their loved ones think - when they are in a state of great uneasiness and fear, if there is even a trace of it, I hope I can get out of this situation and I will try my best to catch it.
If we just keep waiting like this, my sister will not know what will happen tomorrow morning. Instead of being anxious, it is better to go find Mu Xingzhi now - Su Qingluan can no longer care about the possibility of disturbing others or his absence at all.
Now she just wants Su Xueyan to get well soon.
Su Qingluan held her sister with both hands, so she couldn't hold a lantern or a lighting torch. Fortunately, the moonlight today can illuminate the road. With this little light, Su Qingluan came to the door of Mu Xingzhi's house and started banging on the door.
"Mu Xingzhi, are you here? Mu Xingzhi, please save my sister!"
The village was very quiet in the dark night. Su Qingluan's voice spread far and wide, startling the dog of a farmer who lived not too far away and kept barking "woof, woof, woof".
So slow... Su Qingluan patted the door panel anxiously while feeling her sister's rapid and hot breathing, feeling that every moment seemed to be extremely long.
Fortunately, Su Qingluan - or Su Xueyan - was lucky. Mu Xingzhi was at home. When Su Qingluan felt that her body and heart were about to be frozen by the biting cold wind, Mu Xingzhi was wearing a coat. , wearing only Chinese clothes, came to see the door.
At this moment, Su Qingluan was preoccupied with her sister's illness. She didn't notice that it was not Song Bo who came to open the door, but Mu Xingzhi, who came specially in a wheelchair.
"I'm really sorry to bother you so late," Su Qingluan's voice was a little cold, because of the cold and the uneasiness inside, "But I really can't watch my sister doing nothing like this. If I go to ask the doctor tomorrow morning, I'm afraid it's too late..."
Mu Xingzhi glanced at Su Qingluan, wondering if it was because the light at night was too dim. Su Qingluan always felt that Mu Xingzhi at this moment was different from the person with a careless smile he had seen before. With a little bit of sarcasm that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. His voice was still so slow, but it sounded a little strange: "You trust me so much?"
