Song Yan was rescued for more than ten hours and finally pulled back from the brink of death.

When he woke up, it was several days later.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Xia Lin sleeping beside his bed. Song Yan fixedly looked at Xia Lin, raised his hand several times to touch his face, but repeatedly took it back.

He looked at Xia Lin like this for a long time, his eyes contradictory and sad.

He never thought that he could save his life, but even so, he understood that he had lost the qualification to accompany Xia Lin for the rest of his life, and the promises he made endlessly before were just a joke now.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Lin opened his eyes sleepily.

He found that Song Yan was awake, and immediately woke up. He leaned over and asked, "Song Yan, when did you wake up?"

Song Yan slowly shook his head, he still wasn't very strong to speak.

Xia Lin remembered the doctor's request, and immediately got up and rang the bell to call the doctor.

Soon a group of doctors and nurses came in to give him a physical examination, and his parents followed. His mother wiped her tears and kept saying, "God bless Amitabha," while his father patted Xia Lin on the shoulder and said. "Child, you're tired too. Since Song Yan is awake, you should go to the next room to rest first."

But Xia Lin still refused to leave the hospital bed and insisted on waiting for the doctor's examination results.

After the doctor's examination, he said to the family: "All indicators are still normal at present, and the next step is to see the patient's recovery."

Mother Song said eagerly, "Then this leg."

Father Song bumped her secretly, signaling her not to discuss this matter in front of Song Yan.

The doctor smiled clearly, as if to tell Song Yan: "The condition of the leg is not too bad. If the patient actively cooperates with the treatment, there is still a possibility of recovery."

Song Yan took everything in his eyes, but he actually understood what the doctor meant. Doctors generally don't say anything to death, but it's hard to say how likely this "maybe" is.

After the doctors and nurses left, Song Yan comforted his parents a few words, and then motioned them to go out first. He wanted to say a few words to Xia Lin alone.

After the ward was noisy for a while, it finally returned to quiet.

Xia Lin sat down beside the hospital bed again, because Song Yan was struggling to speak and his voice was very low, so he leaned forward very cooperatively and asked, "Song Yan, what do you want to say, I'll listen."

Song Yan said the first sentence: "Xia Lin, you... don't have any burdens."

Xia Lin was slightly startled.

Song Yan continued: "This time I went up the mountain to find someone, and I went there voluntarily. Even if you didn't ask for it first, I would still go. Later, when we encountered a mudslide, it was fortunate that you knew that there was a cave, which allowed us to escape for a while. Jie, otherwise, I would have died a long time ago." Song Yan took a breath and continued: "So strictly speaking, you should have saved my life. You don't owe me anything, and you don't need to force yourself. doing what."

Xia Lin opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He came here this time because he was mentally prepared to stay and take care of him, but Song Yan's reaction was completely unexpected.

Song Yan stayed in the provincial hospital for a few days. After he was out of the dangerous period, the Song family decided to transfer him to the largest hospital in D city, where he received long-term clinical treatment.

Xia Lin originally planned to take advantage of the summer vacation to take care of Song Yan with the past, but Song's mother politely refused.

From Mother Song's point of view, although Xia Lin is Song Yan's childish child and has an unusual relationship with Song Yan, he rushed to D city to take care of Song Yan just after he was discharged from the hospital. Song Yan was in a coma. She took good care of her, and if she did this at a young age, she had already done her best. If she had to trouble Xia Lin in the future, Mother Song would be really sorry.

Xia Lin was afraid that if he continued to persevere, Song's mother would see something else, so he had to give up and returned to City B by himself.

After such a big incident in Zilin Village, the original plan to support the village was postponed, so Xia Lin found a local hospital to continue his summer internship.

Sometimes when he thinks of Song Yan, he will also take the initiative to send WeChat to inquire about the other party's physical recovery. Song Yan's reply is similar every time, only saying that he is actively cooperating with the doctor's treatment, so that he does not have to worry.

A month later, Song Yan was able to transfer from the hospital bed to a wheelchair with the help of others. His body recovered fairly well, except for that leg.

His legs were not bad enough to be amputated, and he was barely able to keep his body intact, but the doctor told him that the next rehabilitation treatment would be a very slow process, three years, five years, or even ten years. Not good at drawing conclusions.

When Mother Song heard the result, she secretly wiped away many tears, but Song Yan's expression was always calm, as if he had already expected any result.

At the same time, he gradually became silent. Except for necessary conversations, he rarely takes the initiative to communicate with people. He often sits there alone, frowning and wondering what he is thinking, and sometimes asks people for a pen and paper, writing and drawing on the paper while thinking.

The Song family thought he was using painting to pass the time and divert his attention. After consulting a psychiatrist, he thought it was a good choice, and bought him a lot of painting books, which made Song Yan laugh and cry.

On this day, Song Yan called his assistant and handed him a sketch paper.

The assistant took it and looked at it. Song Yan's painting skills were average, but he could basically tell what he wanted to express.

The paper depicts a young man in a white shirt, seemingly holding a child on his left arm, and making a "push" gesture with the palm of his other hand facing outwards. The heavy rain poured down, but only avoided the area where he was standing.

The assistant watched for a long time, then raised his head and looked at Song Yan puzzled: "Master, are you here?"

Go ask the village chief of Zilin Village," Song Yan said, "Who is the person who brought back the missing child, and does he look similar to the person in this painting. "

Although the assistant didn't understand what Song Yan was doing, he didn't ask any more questions, but asked for instructions, "Is there a need for a secret investigation?"

Song Yan squinted and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "No need."