Film and TV: Starting from childhood, I will give up Zhong Yi

Chapter 313 I Don't Want to Be Your Sister, Junior Sister, I've Come to Say Goodbye
The corridors of Nanjing Gulou Hospital reeked of a pungent and strong smell of alcohol.

After several long hours, the operating room door finally opened slowly.

Wu Xiulan, Qiao Sanli, Xiang Nanfang, and Sun Xiaomo rushed forward almost simultaneously, their eyes filled with anxiety and worry.

Wu Xiulan's fingers trembled slightly, her voice filled with unease: "Doctor, how is my son now?"

The doctor took off his mask, beads of sweat still clinging to his forehead, and sighed gravely: "The patient has multiple severe fractures and cracks throughout his body, and has lost more than 2000 milliliters of blood. He went into hemorrhagic shock on the operating table. The fractures have been temporarily fixed and blood has been transfused, but the patient is still in a coma."

Wu Xiulan's voice trembled with hope as she forced herself to ask, "Will there be any serious problems later?"

"Although you are out of immediate danger, the next 72 hours are crucial. Your organs could fail and deteriorate at any time, so you need to be prepared..." The doctor's expression was serious, his eyes filled with pity, and his voice suddenly stopped, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Wu Xiulan pressed anxiously, "What else? Just tell me!"

The doctor said somberly, "Even if he regains consciousness, he will need long-term rehabilitation and observation. But according to our conservative estimate, his chances of standing up again are less than 10 percent."

The doctor naturally recognized the patient as Lin Yuan, the Olympic sprint champion, the "Flying Man" in the hearts of countless people, and a well-deserved national treasure-level athlete. Yet now he had suffered such a misfortune; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that heaven was jealous of his talent.

Let alone sprinting, even normal walking would require a miracle, which is truly regrettable.

I watched him build a tall building, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his building collapse.

Wu Xiulan's vision went black, and she fainted.

"Mom!" Qiao Sanli hurriedly helped Wu Xiulan up.

Sun Xiaomo rushed forward to help him up, while Xiang Nanfang covered his lips, tears streaming down his face, unable to believe this cruel reality.

After a while, Wu Xiulan slowly woke up. She struggled to get up, her voice hoarse: "Doctor, I want to see my son, let me go see him."

Through the glass of the ICU, Lin Yuan lay quietly on the hospital bed, his body covered with tubes, his right temple wrapped in blood-soaked gauze, and his once strong arms and legs were covered with layers of white plaster, a shocking sight. It was hard to imagine the pain he had endured, and the women's tears flowed uncontrollably.

Visiting hours are limited in the intensive care unit each day.

The nurse gently urged everyone to leave. Qiao Sanli, with red eyes, accompanied Wu Xiulan back to the bench in the corridor to sit down.

She had imagined that she might be 'separated' from her brother when she grew up, but she never expected it to be like this.

She could only pray for Lin Yuan in her heart, hoping that her brother, who had always cherished her since childhood, could survive this ordeal.

"Mom, my brother is very lucky, he will definitely be fine."

This statement was both to comfort Wu Xiulan and to encourage himself.

Xiang Nanfang stood aside, filled with guilt and self-blame.

Even when Lin Yuan defiantly told her to walk to the street, she only felt disheartened; she never thought anything of Lin Yuan getting into trouble.

Given Lin Yuan's reaction speed, he clearly had a chance to dodge the danger, but he pushed himself away without hesitation, taking the fatal blow himself.

The thought of Lin Yuan becoming disabled in both legs in the future was like a knife to Xiang Nan's heart.

All the resentment she had felt in the past had turned into endless regret. If she hadn't stubbornly shaken off Lin Yuan's hand on the street, would none of this have happened?

If Lin Yuan is truly unable to stand up again for the rest of his life, she will never forgive herself.

Lin Yuan didn't blame herself, but she couldn't act like nothing had happened.

She opened her mouth, her voice trembling with tears, "Auntie, I'm sorry, Senior Brother Lin did it to save me..."

Wu Xiulan looked up at the ceiling, tears streaming down her face. She gazed at the delicate young woman before her, her voice weary and distant:
“Lin Yuan has always been a very determined child. Once he's made up his mind, nothing can change it. Even if it happened again, he would still save you without hesitation. This matter has nothing to do with you. We'll take care of things at the hospital. If you have something to do, you can go back first.”

Wu Xiulan couldn't accept that her son had been so badly injured for the sake of a complete stranger.

Even the kindest person would find it difficult to force themselves to comfort someone who is the "trigger" when their son's life hangs in the balance.

"No, Auntie, I want to stay here and take care of Senior Brother Lin." Xiang Nanfang gritted his teeth and decided to tell the truth. "Senior Brother Lin and I are boyfriend and girlfriend, so I have the right to stay and take care of him."

Wu Xiulan and Qiao Sanli were stunned.

Isn't Chang Xingyu his son's girlfriend?

How can my brother have two girlfriends?
"If you don't believe me, you can ask Senior Brother Lin after he wakes up. I just want to see Senior Brother Lin recover as soon as possible. Please don't send me away." Xiang Nanfang's voice was pleading.

Wu Xiulan looked haggard and remained silent for a long time before slowly nodding.

"You can stay if you want, but don't say things you shouldn't say."

She is now physically and mentally exhausted and has no energy to pursue these emotional entanglements. She only hopes that her son can wake up safely.

"Sanli, go back and get some hot water, and bring some toiletries. Also, grab two sets of clothes for your brother. I'll stay here and watch over him."

Dressed in a business suit, Sun Xiaomo quickly stepped forward: "Auntie, let me take Sanli back. I drove here, so it'll be faster."

Wu Xiulan glanced at the girl who claimed to be her son's assistant, nodded slightly, and then turned to Sanli and told her, "Be careful on the road."

Aside from Xiang Nanfang, the person directly involved, and his family members Wu Xiulan and his nominal 'sister' Qiao Sanli, the first woman Lin Yuan knew to learn the news was Sun Xiaomo.

At that time, a workshop apprentice on Hongwu Road happened to witness the car accident, recognized Lin Yuan, and immediately ran to notify him.

When Sun Xiaomo received the message, she was organizing documents. Her face turned pale instantly, and she grabbed her car keys and hurriedly drove over.

……

Night quietly enveloped the hospital, the corridor lights dim and silent.

Looking at Xiang Nanfang and Sun Xiaomo's worried faces, Wu Xiulan said softly, "It's getting late, you should both go back and rest."

Xiang Nanfang said, "Auntie, I'll come over tomorrow morning."

Her mind was filled with the image of Lin Yuan lying in the hospital bed. The thought of Lin Yuan lying there, his life hanging in the balance, made her heart clench.

Sun Xiaomo quickly added, "Auntie, me too."

Considering Lin Yuan's special status, the hospital specially arranged a ward for Wu Xiulan, as it wouldn't be appropriate to leave her in the corridor to keep watch overnight.

"Sanli, you should go home and get some sleep. I'll stay here and watch over things."

"I won't leave." Qiao Sanli gripped Wu Xiulan's clothes tightly, her eyes red-rimmed. "As long as my brother doesn't wake up, I won't go back. Even if I do go home, I won't be able to sleep at all; my mind will be filled with thoughts of my brother..."

She now only hopes that Lin Yuan will wake up. Even if Lin Yuan's legs are really crippled, she will stay by his side for the rest of her life.

Looking at the stubborn Sanli, Wu Xiulan hugged her tightly with heartache.

The two spent the long and agonizing night in a hospital room arranged for them.

The news of Lin Yuan's car accident quickly escalated.

This is big news.

Before dawn, countless reporters flocked to the hospital entrance, carrying cameras and microphones, eager to get firsthand information.

The security guards were notified and stopped the reporters from entering the hospital.

In the inpatient corridor, nurses on duty wearing red armbands patrol every ten minutes. If they spot an unfamiliar face, they immediately approach and carefully inquire about its identity and purpose.

The third floor, where the ICU is located, has been double-guarded, and anyone who is not a direct relative of Lin Yuan or has special permission is strictly prohibited from entering.

After all, Lin Yuan's identity was special, and the authorities could not allow the information to spread in an uncontrolled manner.

While the spread of news about the car accident is unavoidable, details of the patient's condition must be strictly controlled.

Chang Xingyu learned of Lin Yuan's car accident the day after it happened. She was extremely anxious and rushed to the hospital.

Downstairs at the hospital, she clearly heard reporters asking the security guard whether Lin Yuan had really broken both legs.

Chang Xingyu asked in a trembling voice, "Auntie, what happened to Lin Yuan?"

Wu Xiulan couldn't help but shed tears again.

Qiao Sanli pulled Chang Xingyu aside and said in a choked voice, "Sister Chang, my brother is still in a coma. The doctor said that his legs might... prevent him from standing up again."

Chang Xingyu's eyes widened in shock. He instinctively covered his mouth and murmured, "How could this be?"

Qiao Sanli looked at Xiang Nanfang, who was silent in the corner: "Go ask her, she's the one who brought my brother to the hospital." She paused, hesitated for a moment, and then continued: "She said she's also my brother's girlfriend, did you know that?"

Chang Xingyu paused for a moment, a complex expression flashing across his face, before finally nodding slowly: "I know."

She knew that Xiang Nanfang must feel the same way she did, and at this moment, she didn't want to hurt Xiang Nanfang's feelings any further.

Qiao Sanli was naturally not angry about Lin Yuan's two-timing. Her brother was so outstanding that it was something to be proud of to be liked by multiple girls. She even felt that she... Lin Yuan lay on the hospital bed, the regular beeping of the monitor echoing in his ears.

He knew his injuries would worry his women, but there was no turning back now that the play had begun. He had to make this self-inflicted injury as convincing as possible.

After all, the grand ambition he made for himself in the previous chapter was not just empty talk.

Lin Yuan gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and tensed up all over. With a sharp pain, the scabbed wound burst open and bled, and the bright red blood quickly stained the gauze.

A piercing alarm suddenly blared, shattering the silence of the ward. Doctors and nurses hurried by, and the women standing guard outside the door felt a sudden tightness in their chests.

Xiang Nanfang's face turned deathly pale. She had originally thought that Lin Yuan's deception had caused her immense pain, but now she realized that Lin Yuan's departure was the thing she could least accept.

After three hours of emergency treatment, the monitor finally returned to a stable rhythm.

The doctor took off his mask and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "The patient's vital signs are stable, and he can be transferred to a specialist ward. Family members can visit him now."

"Thank you doctor, thank you doctor."

The crowd entered Lin Yuan's hospital room in a large group. Wu Xiulan came to the bedside, looked at the unconscious Lin Yuan, and asked, "Why hasn't my son woken up yet?"

The doctor's expression was grave: "The patient has suffered moderate brain damage. He may remain in a coma for three to five days, or perhaps..."

He paused, then carefully instructed, "Let me tell you some precautions. When you wipe the patient's whole body with warm water, you must avoid the wound and never pull on the fracture site... You can talk to him appropriately; perhaps the familiar voice can stimulate him to regain consciousness."

After listening to the doctor's words, Wu Xiulan looked at everyone and said softly, "You all go out first, I want to talk to him alone."

After everyone left, she sat down on a chair by the bed, took her son's hand, and tears welled up in her eyes: "When you were little, you said you would make me proud of you in the future..."

Tears fell drop by drop onto the sheets, leaving dark stains.

She wouldn't accept that her son's glorious early life would come at the cost of his health in his later years; she only wanted him to live each day in peace and health.

After an unknown amount of time, the ward door opened again.

With tears in her eyes, Wu Xiulan looked at Qiao Sanli and said, "Sanli, your brother has always doted on you since you were little. Go in and talk to him."

Qiao Sanli walked to the bedside and sat down, gently holding Lin Yuan's hand, while gently stroking Lin Yuan's cheek with her other hand.

After hesitating for a moment, she leaned down and gently kissed his cheek, her voice trembling with longing and choked with tears:

“Brother, I dreamt about my childhood again yesterday. My fondest memory is that you had Mom bring me, six years old, to your house.”

"Even my own brother wouldn't treat me this well."

“You teach me to read and write every day, take me out to play on weekends, and always save the best food for me first. You give me all your love and care; you only have eyes for me.”

“Everyone in the entire Shamao Lane envies me because they know I have you, the best brother in the world. I also feel very lucky to be your sister.”

"You are always good to me without expecting anything in return. Whatever I want, you will go to be with me whenever you have time. Even if you don't have time, you will remember next time."

"How wonderful it would be if we could never grow up."

"As I grow older, I don't want to just be your little sister anymore."

Qiao Sanli suddenly burst out laughing, "Brother, do you think I'm being too greedy?"

"Just like you wrote in your book, 'Contentment makes the world vast, greed makes the universe narrow.' I know I should be content, but I still can't help but have extravagant desires."

"Brother, you can sleep for a while if you want. I know you've had a tough time every day these past few years. But don't sleep too long. I want to hear you talk to me and I want you to pat my head a little more."

"No matter what Sister Chang and Sister Xiang think, I will always be with you. If you really can't stand up, I will be your legs and push you to see all the scenery."

After Qiao Sanli finished speaking, she gently kissed Lin Yuan's hand before turning and leaving the ward.

Chang Xingyu looked at Wu Xiulan and said, "Auntie, I want to go in and talk to Lin Yuan."

Wu Xiulan nodded gently. Chang Xingyu was her son's girlfriend, and conversations between young people might help her son wake up sooner.

Chang Xingyu entered the ward and gently closed the door.

Chang Xingyu didn't shed tears, but simply held Lin Yuan's hand and said firmly:

"This was just a little joke you played on us, wasn't it?"

"From childhood to adulthood, you have always been able to turn the impossible into possible, and I believe you can do it this time too."

"They're just a bunch of quacks. How can they judge you by the standards of an average person?"

"You were born to create miracles. You will wake up soon and recover your health. Standing is nothing to you. I'm looking forward to watching you compete in the next Olympics."

"Didn't you always say you wanted to have ten or eight children with me? I remember it all. I'll wait for you to wake up and get me pregnant. Next time, you're not allowed to pull out, and you're not allowed to use protection."

"I don't care what you do with other women, but you can only marry me in this lifetime."

"No matter what you become, I've decided on you."

"If you don't wake up, I'll stay by your side for the rest of my life."

Chang Xingyu planted a kiss on Lin Yuan's lips, but there was no response she expected.

Tears streamed down Xiang Nanfang's face as he sobbed, "Auntie, I..."

Looking at the girl's distraught appearance, Wu Xiulan's heart softened. "Go inside."

Looking at Lin Yuan's injuries, Xiang Nanfang could not contain his emotions; his tearful appearance was heartbreaking.

She touched Lin Yuan's bandaged fingers, her voice choked with emotion: "Senior brother..."

"Please wake up soon, okay? Every minute feels like being slowly sliced ​​to death, I really can't take it anymore."

"I know you deliberately said those harsh words to me that day just to make me back down, didn't you?"

"You said I was punishing you with my life, but now you're punishing me with your life."

"I wish you hadn't pushed me away that day, so we could have suffered this pain together."

"You want me to forget you? How could I possibly forget you?"

……

In the latter half of the night, the ward fell into an even deeper silence.

Qiao Sanli took over from Wu Xiulan and quietly brought over a basin of warm water.

She soaked the towel in water and wrung it out, moving gently and slowly from her forehead to her neck, from her arms to her fingertips, leaving no part untouched except for the areas covered by plaster.

She felt no shame whatsoever; she simply hoped to awaken the sleeping Lin Yuan by wiping his body.

She couldn't accept a life without Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan remained unconscious and had not truly regained consciousness, only uttering an unconscious murmur.

However, as long as there is a response, Qiao Sanli will continue to persist.

……

The night dew was heavy, and Xiang Nanfang curled up at the head of the bed, fast asleep.

These past two days, she has taken leave from school and rushes to the hospital every morning, not returning home until dark.

In a daze, a familiar call pierced through the chaos, as if drifting from a very far place: "Junior Sister."

She frowned slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her hazy eyes.

A faint moonlight floated in the room. Lin Yuan stood by the bed, dressed in a spotless white hospital gown, her eyes filled with the familiar gentle smile.

She looked at the person in front of her, then suddenly sat up straight, her red and swollen eyes bursting with surprise, "Senior brother, your injuries are all healed, right?"

She was still a little dazed, but looking at the person in front of her, she felt as if the weight that had been hanging over her heart had finally been lifted.

"Junior sister, you've lost a lot of weight these past few days." Lin Yuan looked at her haggard appearance, his eyes filled with tenderness, yet also with an unyielding sorrow. "I've come to say my final goodbyes to you. I must go."

Xiang Nanfang then came to his senses and looked around in panic, a chill running down his spine—this was clearly his bedroom, the doors and windows were tightly closed, so why would his senior brother suddenly appear?
"Senior brother, what are you doing here? Weren't you still in the hospital?"

Lin Yuan gently shook his head, reaching out to touch her, but his hand stopped in mid-air: "Junior sister, don't be afraid. My time is running out, I'm just worried about you, and I want to see you one last time."

(End of this chapter)