When Zhao Pengcheng came, his shoes were still covered with mud. The room was so clean that he had the urge to change into a surgical gown and put on sterile gloves.

There were no chairs in the room, and he felt a little embarrassed to stand in it.

Growing up in prison for ten years, he originally thought that he had already overcome most of the emotional distress of human beings, and that he could be calm under any circumstances, even if he was suddenly released. He was also very calm when he started to say "we are victorious."

But he didn't know why, as soon as he entered this clean room and saw this "enemy" lying in bed that made him worry about his life and death for ten years, the emotions that had been wiped out suddenly poured up like spring water, Yuanyuan Continuously. Perhaps from the moment he desperately wanted to see Aoki, and wanted to confirm the life and death of this person, the seeds of emotion had already begun to sprout, and they would eventually grow wildly during the turn of spring and summer.

Bishenghua didn't seem to mind at all, she just put the washbasin on the bedside table, poured some hot water into it, tested the water temperature with her hands, the water temperature was obviously very hot, and she immediately retracted her hand.

Zhao Pengcheng tried his best to conceal his lack of advances and retreats, and rushed to ask: "Do you need cold water? I will help you pick it up."

The flower of life said faintly: "Cold water has bacteria."

Zhao Pengcheng patted his forehead, annoyed that as a doctor, he had forgotten the basic nursing knowledge. Vegetative care is a very troublesome thing, especially after a long time, as the body's function declines, if there is no good medical environment, it is easy to be infected by external.

After the water temperature naturally cooled down, Bi Sheng Hua began to wash Aoki's body with a warm towel.

She wiped her face first, gently, starting from her forehead, to her cheeks, eyelids, nose and corners of her mouth, little by little, carefully and carefully, just like a cultural relicist wiping a piece of precious thousand-year-old jade.

Next, she wiped Aoki's hands, and then her feet. After wiping a place, change a basin of water and towels.

Zhao Pengcheng found out that this man-in-law who does not seem feminine at all is actually a very delicate woman. Her movements are gentle and slow, and her expression is focused and solemn. There are many wrinkles between her heroic eyebrows, her eye bags are slightly puffy, the skin on her hands is very dry, and there are several cracks. These should be traces of caring for the man on the bed.

"How long has he been lying here?" Zhao Pengcheng asked.

"It's almost ten years." Bi Shenghua immersed herself in scrubbing the towels and continued her work.

"Why not take care of it in a hospital or nursing center? The conditions there are better."

"I was in the hospital when I first started, but..."

Lifetime Hua paused and didn't say any more.

Zhao Pengcheng seemed to hear endless sighs. Whatever the reason, he can understand, which vegetable will lie in the hospital for ten years?

However, it is a miracle to live for ten years under such simple care conditions!

After all his life spent helping Aoki wipe her hands and feet, she sat down and began to massage Aoki.

Zhao Pengcheng opened his mouth and wanted to say that he should take off Aoki's clothes and wash the inside, but suddenly felt that he was superfluous. How could people not clean it, it's just that it's not convenient for an outsider to be there.

He saw that the technique of pinching the flowers of his life was very professional, and he had nothing to say: "Have you learned Tui Na?"

Bi Shenghua also seemed to relax, put Aoki's arm on her lap, gently kneading, and said: "After he was in a coma, the doctor in the hospital taught me."

"You kept him like this for ten years?"

Zhao Pengcheng has never understood where this human emotion comes from. From the perspective of race evolution and continuity, Aoki is already a useless person. Apart from dragging his feet, his existence has no meaning.

Things that don't make sense should be discarded.

He believes that this kind of survival philosophy is not only in their race, but should be universal in all corners of the universe.

Even on the earth, the instinct of animals will abandon their aging and injured companions, whether lions, bisons or hunting dogs, even if it was once the king who helped the race through difficulties and brought glory.

Only humans, this weird race, have actually evolved sympathy, compassion, and love, as well as some more complex emotions that Zhao Pengcheng can't understand yet.

Just like this woman in her thirties, but she has lost the vitality of her life. Everything about her beauty, heroism, candidness, and self-confidence has disappeared in the ten years of caring for a vegetative person, her face Only wrinkles and dark spots caused by slow aging are left.

"Yes, ten years." Bi Shenghua replied.

"Do you live like this every day?"

"more or less."

Lifetime Flower answered very calmly, as if ten years were only ten hours.

Zhao Pengcheng couldn't keep asking. Because he didn't know the meaning of asking, let alone why he wanted to ask them. He just came to look at Aoki, just wanting to know if the man who almost made him dead back then died.

Now he saw it, but he didn't feel the satisfaction of fulfilling his ten-year long-cherished wish, but felt extremely empty.

Yes, emptiness.

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Zhao Pengcheng felt that he should go. He looked at Aoki on the bed, stiffened, to show his respect.

But before he had time to say goodbye, Bi Shenghua stood up and helped Aoki up, holding his armpits, and turned her back, looking like she wanted to put Aoki on her back.

No matter how a woman dresses like a man, she is just a woman after all. Aoki is not small, and after lying down for ten years, he doesn't seem to lose weight.

Bi Shenghua's movements seemed awkward and laborious, and finally got Aoki on her back, and when she loosened her hand, she slipped down again.

There is a saying that it is easy to carry the living, but difficult to carry the dead.

Zhao Pengcheng heard from Yu Jianguo said that carrying the corpses in the morgue is the most tiring task. A person is a complete person, but it is soft and collapsed, and it can't be used at all.

He hurried up to help. When he touched Aoki's body, the surgeon's hand sensitively felt a weak heartbeat. The thumping rhythm frightened him, almost thinking that Aoki was about to wake up. When he realized that this was an illusion, Bi Shenghua had taken Aoki on his back and walked out with difficult steps.

Looking at Aoki's back lying on the woman, Zhao Pengcheng heard the sound of kicking footsteps in a daze.

He remembered that in that dim long corridor without dimensions, there was a figure wearing a windbreaker from the back at this moment, walking and walking lonely, never ending...