Chapter 37
“Pop!”
A crisp sound came from the door, like a knife tearing through the air filled with the smell of lust. Four pairs of eyes, both lustful and panicked, simultaneously turned towards the bedroom door. Dad, standing like a stone statue, stood there, staring at the naked, entangled scene on the bed. The travel bag in his hand, heavy with long journeys, fell to the ground, making a dry, out-of-place sound in the symphony of dying lust.
Then, Dad raised his hand to his forehead, his brows furrowed, as if trying to shake off a nightmare. He suddenly closed his eyes, staggered a few times, then fell straight back, “Bang!” he fell on his back on the ground. The back of his head hit the ground hard, his hair shook violently, and he lost consciousness.
At this moment, I stood there, stunned, my penis, which was still slightly erect after ejaculation, immediately went limp upon seeing this scene, drooping like a withered branch. Khoi’s penis was still in Mom’s pussy, Nam’s penis was in Mom’s anus. Mom, her face and lips still covered in semen, the three of them simultaneously looked towards the door in astonishment. Time seemed to freeze, all four of them were gaping in astonishment, at this moment my mind was blank, like a blank sheet of paper. Mom was the first to wake up from her astonishment, with a panicked tone, hoarse from the moans just now, said: “Khoi! What are you still standing there for, quickly put on your clothes, call an ambulance, quickly!”
Khoi and Nam seemed to wake up from a dream, and together they came to their senses, pulling their penises out of their mother’s pussy and anus. They didn’t have time to wipe off the milky white mucus on their penises, directly putting on their pants over their soaked penises, and quickly putting on their shoes. Mom also didn’t have time to wipe off the messy pubic hair and wet vaginal fluid at the entrance of her pussy, using the bed sheet to dry the semen all over her face in a few seconds, directly taking a white super short skirt from the hanger and putting it on. I also quickly put on my clothes. Khoi had already called an ambulance. Nam and I supported Dad’s upper body, Mom came and squatted down on the ground trying to squeeze Dad’s philtrum, calling Dad’s name over and over, but Dad had no reaction at all, only weak breathing and heartbeat, like a candle about to burn out.
Mom, after all, was a teacher, her reaction time and calmness in handling the situation were much better than mine. While waiting for the ambulance, she ordered Khoi and Nam to help Dad onto the sofa first. Only then did she realize that she wasn’t wearing any underwear, only a super short skirt. Her white butt felt cold at this moment, and she immediately put on a thong. Fortunately, the skirt wasn’t transparent, but because she wasn’t wearing a bra, her towering breasts filled the top of the short skirt, swelling as if about to burst, her nipples sticking out. The V-neck in front of her chest was very low, revealing a large area of dazzling white chest flesh, between her breasts was a bottomless cleft. The skin-colored stockings had countless holes torn, and in her panic, she didn’t have time to take them off, so she decisively used scissors to cut them all off, revealing her plump, white, and sexy thighs, the winding veins on her thighs were clearly visible, reflecting a lewd light. The milky white high heels were still on, like a last trace of the recent drama.
Not long after, the ambulance arrived, everyone put Dad on a stretcher, and put him in the ambulance. It was still the familiar hospital, the one where I had been in the car accident, only now the person lying on the hospital bed was Dad, not me.
Mom and I stayed up all night beside Dad. Mom kept blaming herself. Over the past three days, I occasionally heard her mumble, “I’m sorry for your Dad. I’m a bad woman who can’t keep her chastity. I’m too promiscuous. If something happens to your Dad, how will I live the rest of my life! Huhu…”
I saw that my mother had not eaten or drunk for the past three days, her expression was getting more and more hazy, occasionally sobbing, her eyes were red and swollen, I felt sorry for her. I hated my selfishness even more, because in order to cure my impotence, I not only sacrificed my mother, but now I also implicated my father. If my father remained in a coma like this, the whole family would fall into hell. I kept scolding myself: “I am not human, I am a bastard, I am an animal!”
At this moment, the door of the hospital room opened, and Dad’s attending physician walked in. Mom and I quickly stood up. Mom looked at the doctor with hopeful eyes and hurriedly said, “Doctor Cuong, you’re here. How is Huu Thang’s condition? Has he been diagnosed yet?”
Doctor Cuong is my father’s main doctor, a leading expert in neurosurgery, specializing in treating diseases caused by traumatic brain injuries. Doctor Cuong said to his mother: “Mrs. My, don’t be in a hurry, the patient’s current condition is mainly caused by trauma causing fluid accumulation in the brain, there is a blood clot causing the patient to become unconscious. Fortunately, he was brought in on time, after surgery and IV fluids, he is now out of danger. The initial diagnosis is a moderate concussion, the brain nerves may be damaged, but we can’t say for sure yet, we still have to look at the patient’s physical condition and recovery ability, then we can make a further diagnosis. If the recovery is not good, there may be sequelae.”
Hearing this, Mother hurriedly asked: “Doctor Cuong, tell me straight out, what will be the after-effects, am I able to endure it!” Mother held Doctor Cuong’s hand tightly, with a hopeful expression asking, as if clinging to the last lifeline.
I stood next to my mother, also looking nervously at Dr. Cuong, then looked at my father on the hospital bed. My father was still unconscious, I only felt his index finger move slightly. I didn’t know if I had been awake for several days, or if my eyes were blurry. I looked closely, my father still had no movement.
Just listening to Doctor Cuong say: “Mrs. My, you don’t need to worry too much, I’m just saying that there may be sequelae, such as memory loss, because the brain’s nerves are relatively sensitive and weak, after the nerve chain is damaged, there may be a partial rupture, causing partial memory loss, not complete memory loss, but what exactly is lost in this memory loss, cannot be judged, we have to look at the patient’s later performance, only through slow examination and observation, can we know what is lost.”
Mom asked again: “Doctor Cuong, when do you think Huu Thang will wake up? We are dying of worry!”
Dr. Cuong said: “From the current post-operative brain CT scan results, the patient should no longer be in great danger, and waking up is probably just a matter of a day or two. Other bodily functions, such as heart rate, blood pressure, peripheral nerve test response, etc., are all normal at the moment. The only thing we can do now is wait, the IV drip must continue for a week, to prevent wound infection and provide nutrition, everything is normal, don’t worry too much, just wait!”
Mother looked happy, held the doctor’s hand tightly, and kept saying: “Thank you doctor, thank you!”
Doctor Cuong comforted my mother a few more times, then turned and left. I quickly ran over and hugged my mother’s shoulder, constantly comforting her: “Mom, don’t cry anymore, the doctor said, dad is recovering well, he will be fine!”
Mom suddenly raised her head and glared at me, saying, “Isn’t it because of you! Mom lost all her face because of you, and even implicated your dad. From now on, you can do whatever you want, but mom will never do these dirty things with you again!”
I was so scared that I quickly lowered my head, not daring to say another word. Mom walked to the hospital bed, her eyes filled with pity as she looked at Dad, gently stroking his forehead, and softly said: “Huynh Thang, Doctor Cuong said, you’re fine, wake up quickly, it’s my fault, you can hit or scold me however you want, from now on I’m willing to be your horse or buffalo!”
I stood quietly behind my mother, looking at my father on the hospital bed, and suddenly saw his index finger moving. I quickly rubbed my eyes, afraid that I was seeing wrongly, but I didn’t blink and looked at my father’s finger. Sure enough, it was moving, like a small worm wriggling.
I quickly said: “Mom, look at dad’s finger, it seems like it’s moving!”
Hearing this, Mom immediately lowered her head to look at Dad’s finger. It was indeed moving, and the amplitude of the movement seemed to be getting larger and larger, like a signal from the subconscious.
Mom happily said: “Huy, look, your dad’s fingers are moving, is he about to wake up?! Go find Doctor Cuong to take a look, quickly!”
I listened to my mother’s instructions and immediately ran to the doctor’s office. Not long after, Doctor Cuong also rushed over, immediately grabbed my father’s palm, and at the same time used his finger to lift his father’s eyelids, clearly seeing his father’s eyeballs moving slightly. Doctor Cuong happily said: “That’s great! He will definitely wake up soon, the patient has already had a neurological response, this shows that the patient’s brain has started to function!”
Mom hurriedly asked Dr. Cuong: “You said the brain is active, do you mean the finger reacts, then the brain also begins to have the ability to feel?”
Dr. Cuong explained: “Yes, in general, any part of the body that moves is commanded by the brain, so even if the body is still unable to move, the brain is already active, for example, hearing and smell can recover first, vision must wait until the eyes open to recover.”
Mother hurriedly asked: “Then, what the doctor said, could my husband have heard it now?”
Doctor Cuong replied: “Yes, he might have heard our conversation, the patient’s brain should be awake by now. From now on, you must always monitor the patient’s condition, do not leave, if there is any situation, notify me promptly.”
Mother replied: “Yes, it’s fine, thank you doctor. We will always be here.”
Doctor Cuong said: “If I am not here, please notify the assistant doctor immediately, they are all on duty in shifts.” Mom replied, and Doctor Cuong left the hospital room.
At this moment, I suddenly thought: “Just now, when Doctor Cuong and Mom were talking about Dad’s condition, I also seemed to see Dad’s fingers moving. I wonder if his brain was awake at that time?” I looked at Dad with doubtful eyes. My heart was filled with an unnamed worry.
Thinking for a long time, I collapsed on the hospital bed and fell asleep. In my daze, I felt someone talking, and heard a very weak voice coming from me. I opened my eyes in a daze, and saw my father with his mouth open, as if he was saying something. I quickly stood up and called my mother who was sleeping on the sofa to wake her up. My mother immediately put her ear close to my father’s half-opened mouth, and heard my father’s intermittent voice: “Thirsty… thirsty… I want to drink water…” Immediately after, I saw my father slowly open his eyes. My mother and I shouted at the same time, and my mother immediately said: “Huy, quickly get water for your father!”
I immediately took a cup of water, filled it with warm water, then lifted the hospital bed, and Dad’s upper body slowly straightened up. I supported Dad’s shoulders, and Mom held the cup of water to Dad’s mouth. Dad quickly drank two sips, then coughed a few times. I quickly patted Dad’s back gently, only to hear Dad sigh, and look at Mom and ask: “Ngoc My, where are you?”
Mom hurriedly replied: “This is the hospital, he just had surgery, was in a coma for 3 days, and just woke up now.”
Dad paused for a moment, then looked at Mom with a doubtful gaze and said, “Why are you in the hospital? I remember getting off the plane and rushing home, then… then… why can’t I remember? Why are you in the hospital? What happened?” Dad seemed to have a very frustrated expression, his eyebrows furrowed as he tried to think of something, as if he was trying to piece together the fragments of his memory.
Mom looked at me in surprise. We looked at each other in surprise. We were both thinking the same thing, did dad have amnesia?
A big question mark appeared in his mind, what a coincidence, could it be that dad had lost his memory of the lewd scene in that bedroom?
Mother was also full of doubt at this time and said: “Huynh Thang, don’t you remember what happened before? Try to think back. Can you remember?”
Dad didn’t reply, just lowered his head in silence, seemingly trying to think of something, even more like he was thinking about something in his heart, then raised his head to look at mom and said: “Ngoc My, I really can’t remember anymore, my head just hurts, I only remember getting off the plane and rushing home, but I can’t remember anything after that, what’s going on, quickly tell me!”
Mom breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Don’t think too much, after getting off the plane and rushing home, he accidentally fell on the road, and hit the back of his head, and then he passed out. Huy and I also heard the news after hearing the call from the police on duty. A kind passerby called and he was taken to the hospital. He had been in a coma for 3 days, but luckily he was treated in time. The doctor said there was no major problem with his brain, and his future work and life would not be affected. His main doctor, Dr. Cuong, said that he would be discharged after staying in the hospital for another week. He was able to wake up, that’s great, Huy and I were both worried to death!”
Dad replied, “Oh, it seems like I’m lucky. I just feel like my mind is blank. Right now, I don’t feel anything unusual about my body.” Dad smiled happily, but that smile contained something inexplicable, a glint of light flashing in the depths of his eyes.
I looked at my mother lying without blinking an eye, her expression calm, and I truly admired her. She was truly a different kind of teacher. Looking at my father’s expression, I felt something was strange, but I didn’t know what was strange about it. In short, it felt a bit strange, like a painting with a stroke off.
A week passed very quickly, Dad’s health recovered very well, other than losing some of his memory, everything else was normal. I clearly felt the big change in Mom in the past 10 days. During the first 3 days Dad was in a coma, Mom cried almost every day, constantly regretting, blaming herself, regretting, unable to say a word.
But ever since Dad woke up, especially when Mom found out that Dad had amnesia, after Dr. Hoang confirmed that it was partial amnesia, Mom’s mood immediately improved, not only did her spirit recover to its original state, but she also returned to the image of the proud and confident people’s teacher as before. And in the following days when she was in the hospital with Dad, Mom put on makeup every day, seemingly intentionally trying to please Dad, like a moth looking for light, but that light was a secret.