Chapter 1222: Forcing People to Do What They Want

"Why are you here?" Lu Yi asked He Yibin. He was staying well at Lu's house. Here, he really didn't have time to take care of him.

He lowered his head and met his son's big black eyes, but these eyes were always dark. I believe no one can imagine that such a beautiful pair of eyes can't see, and he is actually blind.

"Lei Qingyi brought it, saying that he missed his mother."

He Yibin reached out and touched Xiaoguang's little head, letting him touch his mother, he missed his mother.

Lu Yi put his son down, and he squatted down, letting him stand in his arms, so that he wouldn't be scared. Xiaoguang could see the light, the blue sky and white clouds, his grandparents, and even the dreams he had were colorful.

But when he opened his eyes again, he couldn't see anything, and even his mother didn't speak. Because his mother fell asleep.

Lu Yi took his son's little hand, and then put his little hand in the palm of the woman on the bed. The woman's fingers were warm, which was the temperature of the mother.

"Did Xiaoguang feel it?"

Lu Yi asked his son, "Is it mom's hand?"

"Yes," Xiaoguang nodded, "It's mom's hand," Xiaoguang turned around and hugged Lu Yi's neck again.

"Baba, when can mom wake up, when can you talk to Xiaoguang, Xiaoguang misses mom."

"Xiaoguang, be good, mom will wake up soon," Lu Yi touched his son's forehead and said, he picked up his son again, "Let's go back with uncle, mom is sick, we need to take good care of her."

Xiaoguang shook his head, he didn't want to go back, he wanted to stay here with his mother.

"Xiaoguang, be good," Lu Yi touched his son's head again, "Mom is sick, she needs to rest, Xiaoguang is here, mom will worry about you, this way the disease will heal slowly, you have to sleep for many more days, Xiaoguang, do you want this?"

Xiaoguang thought about it, and then shook his head vigorously again.

He didn't want to, he also wanted his mother to wake up earlier, so that he could see his mother, and the day would be bright, right?

Dad said that when mom wakes up, the sky will be bright.

But he was still young and naive, and didn't know that in fact, other people's sky had already brightened many times, but only his sky was still dark, and it had never brightened again, and it might never brighten again in the future. No matter whether his mother would wake up or not, he could not see the light again. It was not until a long time later that Lu Guang realized that he was actually blind at that time.

Lu Guang was taken away by Lei Qingyi again. Now he was extremely uneasy. In addition, he couldn't see, so he had to have someone around him all the time, and Lu Yi really couldn't take care of this little guy.

Yan Huan was like this now, and he couldn't leave him at all. If there was another little light, he didn't know who to take care of.

"How is it?" When Xiao Guang was taken away by Lei Qingyi, Lu Yi asked him, it's been almost three months, and there's still no improvement?

"Not bad," He Yibin found a place to sit down for himself.

"Lu Yi, do you know? You are actually forcing her."

"Really?" Lu Yi held Yan Huan's hand tightly. He was so lucky that he could still touch her body temperature and feel her breathing.

"She was too badly injured," He Yibin looked at Yan Huan lying motionless on the bed. It was unbelievable until now. His teacher had said that she was too badly injured. Although the operation had been done and was successful, it was up to fate whether she could survive. However, in the end, Yan Huan actually survived. However, what was the use of surviving? She was just a vegetative person who could only breathe.

She injured her brain. If she couldn't survive this breath, she would die. However, she survived this breath, but she became a vegetative person.

She might wake up tomorrow, or she might never wake up in her life.

Lu Yi even quit being a prosecutor. He was going to resign from the position, but the procuratorate disagreed. After all, it was very difficult to train a prosecutor who was so young and promising, so they gave Lu Yi unlimited vacation. He could go back anytime he wanted, but Lu Yi's focus was now on Yan Huan. It seemed that he had no intention of going back.

And he really took good care of Yan Huan. He knew all of Yan Huan's habits.

He checked countless materials just to take care of his wife who had become a vegetative person. He helped her turn over every hour and washed her face and hands every day. Even if he was dirty and tired, he never saw him complain of being tired.

He Yibin had also seen other vegetative people. Some were well taken care of, some were not. Those who were well taken care of were just like that, but those who were not well taken care of were prone to bedsores. But Yan Huan didn't have that. For three months, she looked like she was asleep. The muscles in her body had not atrophied at all, except that she had become a little whiter because she didn't see the sun much. The reason why the sun was not seen was because Yan Huan had suffered a head injury as well as a broken bone, and those injuries were gradually healing. No matter how serious the injuries on her body were, they would recover one day, but the injuries on Lu Yi might never heal again.

He didn't understand how much a man could love a woman. In his opinion, love was the most illusory thing. He could easily say "I love you" with his mouth, but when they really needed each other, they flew away in a disaster.

But only now did he know that in this world, love can still be believed.

Just like Yan Huan, just like Lu Yi, just like the irreplaceable other between them.

But it was still too much.

She was a proud woman. Is it really okay for you to be like this?

He Yibin didn't want to say these words, but he really couldn't help it. Let her live like this without respect and without everything. Do you think she would be willing? Tiantian was like a useless person. She couldn't even solve her own physiological problems and needed others to serve her. Do you think she would be willing?

In fact, He Yibin wanted Lu Yi to give up. Yan Huan was not someone else. She was Yan Huan, an international film queen. To be honest, she was like this now, and there was no difference between her death?

It would be better to let her die. It would be solved and clean.

Lu Yi carefully placed Yan Huan's hand inside the quilt.

He stood up again and pulled down the curtains, making the light in the room more comfortable, suitable for rest, sleep, and contemplation.