My dad didn't come back until evening. He heard that Auntie Song Qi came and was driven away by my mother. There was no accident. He only asked me to have a good rest. I'll take care of these messy things.
Bai Muye had been in a coma. His good friend Zhao Cheng visited him once and stayed alone in the room for a while before leaving.
In the past two days, in addition to occasionally eating and rest, I had been staying in front of Bai Muye's bed. I either talked to him or silently looked at him in a daze, looking forward to the possible miracle in the next second.
The doctor came over to examine his body. After the examination, he just shook his head with a puzzled face.
"What's wrong, doctor, isn't he all right now?" I was so scared at the sight of the doctor's movements.
"No, no, everything is normal. It's much better than before..." The doctor saw how nervous he was and quickly explained.