The car drove slowly and soon arrived at Mu's private hospital.

Before leaving, Xu Fei also handed over the old man's situation to other excellent doctors, and excellence is here today.

"Xiaoyue, how is the old man now? According to the principle, the old man should wake up Xia qingkong asked him.

"The old man will wake up now, but the time to wake up is still short. One or two hours a day, he will be much better next week. In fact, he has waked up twice today. You can go to see him now. Maybe he is awake."

Xia qingkong nodded, his heart suddenly beat violently.

Master Nalan is a very important person for Xia qingkong. He has been in a coma all the time. Xia qingkong really feels uncomfortable.

The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind does not stop. The son wants to be raised, but his parents are not there.

At the beginning, where did the master help Xia qingkong so much? Some people love Xiao qingkong, but Xia qingkong hasn't had time to repay him. The master passed out like this. In a twinkling of an eye, it's almost half a year.

The old man must be very lonely lying in the hospital bed, right?

Still by Xia qingkong holding a small tomato, mu Chenhao holding a small potato into the old man's ward.

The old man still sleeps there quietly, but he used to plug in a lot of pipes, but now he doesn't use them. His hands are just dribbling.

Xia qingkong looked at the old man's closed eyes, inexplicably feel some sad, old man seems to have a few more white hair.

"Grandfather, I brought small tomatoes and potatoes to see you. Today mu Chenhao is here too." Xia qingkong sits by the bed and talks to the old man.

Xia qingkong put little tomato's hand on the old man's hand.

Little tomato's hands are tender, white and fat, but the old man's hands are full of wrinkles.

It used to have a different taste.

"Baby, do you know who this is?" Xia qingkong looks at the tomato.

The little tomato opens his mouth in a babbling way. He can't say it clearly, which makes Xia qingkong laugh.

Xia qingkong put the little tomato aside, took the old man's hand and sighed, "grandfather, wake up quickly. You've been lying for so long. I miss you very much."

I don't know whether I heard the call of Xia qingkong, or the old man was about to wake up.

The old man in the hospital bed has opened his eyes recently.

"Grandfather?" The summer sky is full of surprises.

Nalan jonde's eyes were empty.

After Xia qingkong called her a few times, Nalan Rongde responded. He looked down at qingkong with tears in his eyes. "Qingkong, it's hard for you these days."

Maybe the old man hasn't spoken for a long time. Just when he opened his mouth, his voice was squeaking like a robot.

"It's not hard. Just wake up, grandfather. Just wake up."

Xia qingkong had many fantasies about the scene of the old man waking up, but at this moment, he still couldn't help crying.

Nalan Rongde moved his head again and saw another person standing in the room, mu Chenhao, standing beside him with a small tomato in his arms.

"Chen Hao, did you bully qingkong during this period of time, did you let qingkong be wronged?"

"Grandfather, you are joking. How can I give up?"

Mu Chenhao's mouth rose slightly. Obviously, the old man woke up, which was also good news for mu Chenhao.

"Clear sky, did he bully you?" The old man didn't believe it.

Xia qingkong some funny shook his head, "grandfather, how dare he bully me, I bully him almost."

After hearing this, Nalan Rongde began to smile and cough. Xia qingkong was startled and called Zhuoyue to him.

Last night, he checked his body again. Xia qingkong's heart was pulled up.

"Clear sky, the old man's body is not a big problem, the elderly, there are always some big and small problems, not in the way, in addition, the old man has been lying for too long, so some of his muscles are atrophied, the last month to do rehabilitation training is OK."

Hear outstanding say so, summer clear sky also was at ease.

"Does rehabilitation training need to be done here? Can you take the old man home and do it? "

The atmosphere of the hospital is really not very good. Xia qingkong also believes that the old man doesn't want to stay in the hospital. If only he could do rehabilitation training at home.

"What you can do at home is to be a rehabilitation doctor and nurse in Mu's private hospital, so that they can accompany the old man for two hours of rehabilitation training every morning. In a month, the old man will be back as usual. "

Xia qingkong nodded and then turned to ask the old man, "grandfather, do you want to go back to Mu's or Nalan's?"

Xia qingkong thinks that Nalan's father always lived in Nalan's house before, so he should want to go home to have a look now.

"The Nalan family? What's the Nalan family? "Xia qingkong looks at Nalan Rongde in surprise. Nalan Rongruo's eyes are full of doubts and blindness.

"Grandfather Do you know who you are? "

"I'm your grandfather..."

"Do you know your name?"

"I don't remember."

“....”

"Don't they remember? Nalanlei, remember? "

"Who is nalanlei?"

Oh, no, the old man didn't remember anything when he woke up?

Xia qingkong gives the eyes of seeking help to Zhuo again.

Excellence looked at the old man, "let the old man rest first, rest, let's go out and say."

The clear sky nodded.

Mu's private hospital also set up a separate office for Zhuo. In the office, Zhuo said to Xia qingkong, "the old man should have selective amnesia."

Xia qingkong was stunned, "won't you? What is selective amnesia? "

"Selective amnesia is when a person selectively forgets something he doesn't want to remember or avoid after being stimulated or hit by the brain," he continued

"You mean the old man doesn't want to think about everything about the Nalan family?"

"Maybe it's because everything in the Nalan family may be an unpleasant thing for the old man. In fact, the old man's brain may wake up very early. The Nalan family is tormenting him, tormenting his nerves again and again all the time. The old man has been on the verge of collapse, and then such things will happen, selectively forgetting these unwillingness What I think of. "

"So it is..."

"Is it possible to cure it?" Mu Chenhao asked.

"Yes, it depends on whether the old man thinks about it or not. If it really does great harm to the old man, I suggest that it is better not to treat him."

Later, Zhuoyue gave Xia qingkong another information book about selective amnesia. Xia qingkong read it and found that in the end, selective amnesia, and another thing is that under strong mental pressure, patients will pretend to deceive themselves

Xia Qing thinks about it. At the moment, the old man doesn't remember Nalan's people taking other people's food. Maybe it's a good thing for him. After all, Nalan Churou has done such a brute thing.