civilwarnovels Chapter 339 He is paralyzed
Chapter 339 He is paralyzed
Shen Qingran was lying on the steering wheel, her heart seemed to jump out of her throat.
She hit Jiang Kuo!
This thought magnified infinitely in her mind.
She raised her head tremblingly, her eyes full of horror. Not far away, Jiang Kuo was lying on the ground covered in blood.
"I didn't mean it. I didn't mean to hit you. You suddenly ran over. You can't blame me. You can't blame me."
Shen Qingran was scared to death.
He kept repeating: "I didn't mean it."
She looked around in panic, her face was as pale as a sheet of paper, her hands were trembling as she hurriedly turned the steering wheel and ran away quickly.
Lin Lang watched Shen Qingran drive away with disbelief on his face.
She was clearly pestering Jiang Kuo just now, saying she loved him, but now she turned around and bumped into someone and ran away, completely disregarding his life or death.
But she has no intention of chasing her now.
The most important thing now is to save Jiang Kuo.
She hurriedly called the emergency phone.
An ambulance soon arrived and sent Jiang Kuo, who was seriously injured and unconscious, to the hospital.
in the hospital.
Lin Lang followed the emergency personnel and ran to the rescue room.
"The patient's family is waiting outside the door."
The doctor stopped her outside the door.
She looked at Jiang Kuo, who was seriously injured, with a nervous and worried face, and was pushed in.
The operating room door closes and the red light turns on.
She stood outside the door, her body covered in Jiang Kuo's blood, and her hands couldn't stop shaking.
She was terrified.
I regretted it so much.
She knew that Shen Qingran's target was her at the beginning, and Jiang Kuo blocked it for her, otherwise she would be the one lying in the operating room now.
There was a chill down the back.
Unexpectedly, Shen Qingran, who looks soft and harmless on the outside, can be so vicious on the inside.
Five hours later.
The operating light went out and the doctor came out.
Lin Lang hurriedly stepped forward and asked with a worried look:
"Doctor how is he?"
"The patient has been rescued and his vital signs are currently stable."
Lin Lang's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, thank you doctor."
The doctor looked solemn, frowned, and seemed hesitant to speak.
"but……"
Lin Lang's heart suddenly jumped up again.
"He was hit by a car on both legs and injured the nerves in his legs. He may never be able to stand up again."
"what?"
Lin Lang looked at the doctor in disbelief.
"How could this happen? How could such an excellent person like him be in a wheelchair?"
She grabbed the doctor's arm and begged with tears in her eyes:
"Doctor, you must heal his legs. He must not become disabled."
"We have tried our best. As for whether he can recover, it depends on his subsequent rehabilitation treatment. If he insists on rehabilitation, it is still possible to stand up."
After the doctor finished speaking, he turned and left.
Lin Lang stood there blankly, frowning, lowering her head, clenching her fingers, and the guilt in her heart hit her like a river.
She was overwhelmed by self-blame.
How should she face Jiang Kuo, and how should she tell him the sad news.
The next day.
Jiang Kuo passed the anesthetic and gradually woke up.
His eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing that catches the eye is the white ceiling and the smell of hospital disinfectant.
He moved his arms with difficulty.
Feel a warm touch on your hands.
He looked over and saw Lin Lang asleep on his arm.
He recalled what happened last night.
Shen Qingran hit him with the car.
He looked around and saw that there was only Lin Lang in the ward, but Shen Qingran was not there.
A self-deprecating sneer flashed through his heart.
"you're awake?"
Lin Lang asked nervously.
"Is there any discomfort in the body?"
Jiang Kuo shook his head slightly.
He pushed himself up and tried to sit up from the bed.
Lin Lang hurriedly went to help him.
"I'll help you."
He moved his legs, but found that he couldn't feel their legs at all.
"Why can't I feel my legs?"
Lin Lang's movement to support him paused slightly, his eyes dodge, not daring to look at him.
Jiang Kuo had a bad premonition in his heart.
He immediately lifted the quilt covering his legs and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his legs were still there, but those legs wrapped in gauze made him feel worried again.
He tries to sense, to control, to drive.
No matter how hard he tried, his legs couldn't move at all.
He was completely panicked.
"Why can't I move my legs?"
He looked at Lin Lang.
Her eyes averted and she looked a little panicked.
"It's probably because the anesthetic hasn't worn off yet."
"what time is it now?"
Lin Lang didn't know Jiang Kuo's intention and answered without thinking.
"It's 12 noon."
He calculated the approximate time of the car accident last night.
Surgical anesthesia usually wears off in about one to three hours.
It's already 12 noon.
It was obvious that the anesthetic had worn off long ago, and Lin Lang was so evasive and panicked.
She must be hiding something from him.
He did not continue to seek answers from Lin Lang, but directly pressed the call bell on the bedside.
The nurse came over soon.
"Where is my attending doctor? Go call my attending doctor."
When I met the attending doctor, he got straight to the point.
"Doctor, why can't I move my legs?"
"You were in a car accident and injured the nerves in your legs. You may not be able to stand up with your legs."
Jiang Kuo's brain instantly exploded with thunder.
Time stood still for a few seconds.
He wanted to touch those legs, but his hands were shaking, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice was dry and hoarse.
"Can't it be cured?"
The doctor sighed, looking helpless.
"We have tried our best, but don't be too discouraged. If you insist on rehabilitation treatment, it is still possible to recover. There have been several cases in China that successfully stood up after rehabilitation treatment."
"A few cases..."
He knew very well that the doctor's words were just to comfort him.
There are only a few successful cases, no less than AIDS can be treated and cured.
The ward fell into silence for a while.
The doctor looked regretful.
"It's possible to recover if you rest well and cooperate with treatment."
Then he turned around and said to Lin Lang:
"Take good care of the patient's emotions, enlighten him more, and everything is possible in life."
"Thank you doctor."
Outside.
Shen Qingran lay on the wall and peeked into the ward.
She heard everything the doctor said to Jiang Kuo without missing a word.
The pupils suddenly tightened.
She couldn't believe her ears, it was like a bolt from the blue, her heart felt like it was being tied down and it was sinking like a stone, and her whole body was numb.
"how come?"
I can't calm down for a long time.
She couldn't accept the news and blamed herself for not having the courage to walk into the ward.
The doctor came out of the ward.
"Doctor, wait a minute."
Shen Qingran hurriedly called out to him.
She pointed to Jiang Kuo's ward.
"I am Jiang Kuo's sister. I want to ask, is it true that his legs can't stand up?"
The doctor nodded with regret.
"The nerves in my legs have been injured, and there's a good chance I won't be able to stand up."
Shen Qingran's heart sank instantly.
Qi Nian became a vegetative coma, and Jiang Kuo was now her only way out.
The guilt in her heart and worries about her future made her ask without giving up:
"Didn't you say there were examples of standing up?"
"Yes, very little. Even if you insist on doing rehabilitation training, it will take at least a year to regain feeling in your legs. As for standing up, it will take even longer to recover."
"How long?"
"It takes three to five years for a good situation."
"What about the bad situation?"
The doctor put his hands behind his back and sighed.
"Just like now, my lower body is paralyzed and I have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life. I can't take care of myself. I need people to take care of me all year round. Even the simplest toilet needs help."