After sending off wanjinyou, I went to Gu Yu to apply for a special nurse.

I'm especially afraid that Gu Yu will recognize me. We both went to school together since childhood, and mixed together in open crotch pants since kindergarten. Even if I changed my face, my voice could always be recognized.

Otherwise, I pretend to be dumb. I first made a self introduction, and then went to Guyu with those fake certificates.

How did they live these years?

What did I do!

Her knuckles even hurt the palm of my hand. She saw Mrs. Sang's appearance: Sang Qi could not cut me too much.

Tears drop by drop on the pink rose sheets, and I hold Mrs. Sang's thin hand in the palm of my hand.

Fortunately, the camera can only shine on my back, because I'm crying like a fool now.

So every spring I can't see sophora flower, sometimes standing under the tree full of sophora flower, I cry like a fool.

In the past two years, I always think of her saying to me: the sophora flower is going to bloom. After it blooms, I will pick it off and make Sophora cake for you!

Mrs. Sang was almost out of shape, but she could still recognize the former gentleness from her features.

A cautious person like sang Qi would not trust to give Mrs. sang to any special nurse. I searched around and finally found her in a corner. Then I went to Mrs. Sang's bed quietly and sat down with my back to the camera, so I would not be able to get the expression on my face.

There were only two people left in the room, Mrs. sang and I. first, I went around the room to see where there was a camera. I thought Mrs. Sang's room should be monitored.

I nodded to show that I understood. After Gu Yu called back, he told me again, and then left.

In fact, there's no difference between being in hospital and being at home. Don't listen to wanjinyou saying that he is now the president of the Asia Pacific chamber of Commerce. Don't worry about money. Let him make it.

Look at so many instruments here, sangqi has moved the hospital home.

"I've been in the hospital before, but my husband said that it would make my wife feel belonging at home. If she felt warm, she might wake up."

I asked: "why not send to the hospital?"

The special nurse said, "yes, I didn't wake up all the time."

I repeatedly nodded, and then typed a line on my mobile phone: "has my wife been in a coma?"

I looked at Mrs. sang in a daze. The special nurse said to me, "since you can understand me, I'll say that the night shift is from seven o'clock in the evening to seven o'clock the next morning, a total of 12 hours. If you can't sleep within 12 hours, you should pay attention to whether your wife's urine bag is full and change it in time. And if she's not sleeping, help her turn over. Massage at the right time. You can't sleep all night. You have to watch your wife's monitor, you know? "

Gu Yu and the housekeeper went out. I stood in front of Mrs. Sang's hospital bed and looked at her closed eyes and all kinds of tubes inserted in her body. She looked lifeless. Has she been in a coma for more than two years?

Gu Yu led me in. As soon as she was about to speak, her phone rang. Holding the phone in her hand, she said to another special nurse in a hurry, "if you have anything to explain, please explain to her. I'll go out and answer the phone first. By the way, I can't speak, but I can understand. "

Just in the daytime, I can still work in the shopping mall. If I quit, I'm afraid sang Shixi will pester me. Sooner or later, I will know what I'm working here.

There is also a special nurse in the room. She should work in the daytime. I work in the evening.

When I saw Mrs. sang, the tears rushed into my eyes. I tried to restrain myself from letting the tears flow out, so that Gu Yu could not see the clue.

Her long curly hair was scattered on the pillow case of light red rose flowers, but it had lost its luster.

And she was covered with all kinds of pipes, lying there as thin as a kitten.

My feet trembled and I followed Gu Yu. In the inner bedroom, I saw Mrs. sang. She was lying on the bed. The facilities in the room were similar to those in the hospital, with all kinds of instruments.

But the good thing is that she's still alive, there's hope.

More than two years later, Mrs. sang is still lying in the hospital bed. I pray every day that she will recover soon, but I don't.

She took me upstairs to the door of a room. The door was open, and I could smell the smell of liquid medicine.

in the past, she tried hard to lose weight, but now she is as thin as prawn.

Gu Yu took me upstairs. I looked at her thin ankles and sighed.

I nodded repeatedly, even if I was sleepy to death, I had to find a way to refresh myself.

"That will do." Gu Yu returned all my certificates to me: "so you stay here tonight. Our special nurses work shifts during the day and night. Because there can't be no one around your wife, if you are on duty at night, you can't doze at all. Can you do that?"

The housekeeper suggested, "if not, leave her and let her take care of her wife for a day to see how it works."Gu Yu hesitated, and then discussed with the housekeeper in a low voice: "among the nurses who came to apply for the job today, her resume is the best, but she can't speak."

I took a picture of my chest, and I used my mobile phone to brush out a line for her to see. I said I couldn't communicate, but I could hear it. Moreover, I have rich clinical experience, and I am very experienced in taking care of long-term bedridden patients.

She carefully looked through each book and said to herself, "this resume is very good, but there is something wrong with not being able to communicate."

She beckoned me in, and I handed her a lot of papers in my hand.

I shook my head and then pointed to a line in my introduction: "I can't say it, but I can listen."

She took my introduction, looked at it carefully, and then looked up at me: "you can't talk?"

What on earth has she experienced in the past two years, making herself thin like this?

She was as thin as a bean sprout. She used to be a big soybean with blistering hair.

I don't think Gu Yu can recognize me, and I almost didn't recognize her without seeing her for more than two years.

Then Gu Yu came. I was wearing a pair of black frame glasses, and my eyes were narrower than before. I was in a trance when I looked in the mirror.

Again? It seems that there are a lot of applicants today.

Squinting, he looked at it for a while, and then called out, "Miss Gu, another candidate is coming."

After knocking on the door, I introduced myself to you. An aunt opened the door. She looked at me clubbing at the door. scared.

I don't know if the camera can shut down, so I dare not speak, just cry in silence.

Tears soaked a large piece of sheets before wiping tears: during the day, I went to the bookstore to buy a massage book. I heard that long-term bedridden patients need regular massage, and it will be easier to recover when they wake up.

I'm sure Mrs. sang will wake up.