Outside the car window at night, countless streams of people are moving backwards quickly, and the street lights are moving backwards one after another. Of course, this is the result of the car moving forward rapidly. Just like time, it is impossible to go back. Eyes It was full of tears.
Sitting in the ambulance, I felt like crying. In front of me lay a fat man with half of his face covered in blood. His body was fixed by a rope. The nurses on both sides were doing simple bandages. "I'm fine, don't..." Fatty Huang woke up and was about to speak.
The nurse next to him immediately put a respiratory mask on his mouth, "Uh, uh, uh," Huang Fatty looked at the nurse beside him. He seemed to be saying something, probably to express his protest, "Niu Boyfriend." He's losing too much blood now, please comfort him," the nurse next to him said.
The two hands that were simply bandaging Fatty Huang's hand seemed to be doing the final work of tying a rope to untie him. "Uh-huh," there was another cry. Although I didn't know what Fatty Huang was shouting, I could tell from the pain that Fatty Huang felt. The look on his face seemed to fully understand Fatty Huang's pain at this moment.
He raised his hands and stroked Fatty Huang's head. It was as if he was stroking Fatty Huang's head very gently and said, "Good boy, don't move." Finally, Fatty Huang lost his voice, but he still looked at the person next to him with a vigilant expression. That nurse.
It seemed that this nurse was a devil. After a while, with a sudden brake, the car stopped, the door of the ambulance was opened, and several hands came in and lifted Fatty Huang out, as if he got out of the car immediately. , although I don’t know what to do.
But as if he knew that he had to get as close as possible to Fatty Huang now, several people moved the lathe and rushed towards the emergency room, "Loss of blood, a lot of plasma is needed, the thigh bone is comminuted..." The doctor who was following me kept saying something.
Although Wan Ru didn't understand this, he still persisted until Fatty Huang was pushed into the operating room. As the lights in the operating room came on, Wan Ru sat on the chair outside the operating room and stared blankly at the sign on the wall, " Please be quiet at this important surgical site,”.
Time passed by second by second, but Wanru's tears were still flowing. I had never felt this way since I was a child. This feeling of being protected. I was adopted by my adoptive father since I was a child. I could not say that my life was absolute. I was rich and popular. You never have to worry about life problems.
When she was in that school, not only was her appearance outstanding, she was among the best in studies, and her family background was so good that no one was flattered by her classmates. On the surface, she lived a life that was definitely superior to others, never having to worry about food and clothing, and always living the best life. days.
In fact, when Wan Ru was first adopted, she was strictly trained and was never allowed to have her own little habits. Even if she had habits, they were habits that were trained. The clothes she wore since she was a child must be It was designed by a top fashion designer invited by the butler or servant in advance.
So the hobbies you like, the friends you like to make, the food you like to eat, the way you like to walk, and even how you like to put on makeup are all controlled strictly and almost harshly. All this is because of the adoptive father, Jin, the heir of China Mobile. Ti's father arranged it.
All this is for my voice. Only by turning you into a stunning beauty can I take my business to a higher level in the future. You will like this kind of life until one day you will not resist it. , this sentence is what Jin Ti’s father said the most to Wan Ru.
And until one day, Jinti's father was lying on the bed. In his last moments, Jinti's father called Wanru to his side, crying bitterly with tears streaming down his face, expressing his apology to Wanru, hoping that Wanru could forgive himself. ’s doings.
Hope was just like calling herself daddy. It was like screaming. The look and smile as well as the sudden sadness were all handed over. Jinti's father completely saw this and howled on the bed, It's like a wild beast howling.
The father on the bed finally closed his eyes. There is no way to save the advanced stage of cancer. Wan Ru is soft-hearted, but also indifferent. When he was growing up, at any time, in Wan Ru's world, there would be a first person. people.
This person may be an ordinary servant, or a new friend. From time to time, they will bravely break the rules they have just learned, or the rules they have long been accustomed to. Whenever Wanru cautiously opens the dusty heart and takes a photo, When you do, all you get is betrayal.
You will be whipped with a rare rattan. It will be very painful when hit on a person, but there will be no scars and almost no damage to the body. Maybe it is because the memory from childhood is too deep. It was as if when the so-called father closed his eyes for the last time, he had done nothing wrong even a little bit.
Looking at the sign in the hospital, Wanru's vision gradually became clearer, and she woke up from the distant memory. Whenever she felt depressed, Wanru would think of the so-called father when he was dying. father's last request.
"Hey," Wan Ru lowered his head and sighed, boom, maybe it was far away, but it must have been right next to the hospital, there was an explosion, "Maybe it was a doctor-patient dispute, anything can happen these days. Come out," as if thinking secretly.
Now only Fatty Huang is the biggest thing in Wanru's heart. Wanru doesn't care at all about what happens in other places, and he doesn't want to care. Countless people suddenly ran out of the corridor in the distance, shouting in a certain direction. Running.
I looked up and saw that the lights in the operating room next to me were still on. Phew, just as I was about to turn around, the door to the operating room was opened. A male doctor came out. He stood up immediately and asked, "How is the doctor? Please Please save him," he said as if his eyes were full of tears.
"The patient is in a coma now. He needs blood," the doctor said, looking at Wanru. Maybe he was used to seeing life and death, but seeing Wanru so sad, the male doctor continued: "Who are you?" "Friend, male Friend," Wan Ru said honestly.
"To put it simply, your boyfriend is in coma and needs a blood transfusion, but his blood is rare," the doctor was saying, "It doesn't matter, doctor, whoever has that blood, I can afford it if I have the money." "Yes," she shouted suddenly excitedly, for fear of what the male doctor was saying.
After looking at Wanru for almost two seconds, the male doctor said: "This is not a problem of money, but it is also a problem of money." "What do you mean?" Wan Ru said, forgetting the male doctor who was a little confused, "Let's put it this way, Your boyfriend is lucky. Our hospital originally had this rare blood type in stock, but..." the male doctor said melancholy.
