The third volume, the eighty-first chapter, the wounded, the wounded, the dead
Volume 3 Chapter 81: Injury, death, death
At five o'clock in the morning, Tengfei Hospital was once again busy, and the number of brothers admitted here exceeded one hundred. Many doctors were sleeping in bed, or doing piston exercises with their wives, and rushed over after receiving emergency calls.
Although there are many doctors and nurses gathered here, everyone's expressions are stiff and extremely reluctant.
When Ling Jie rushed into the emergency room, he saw that Xia Tongxin was still undergoing a rescue operation. Ling Jie had to wait outside the operating room from five o'clock in the morning until three o'clock in the afternoon before the door of the operating room was pushed open.
The doctor and several nurses came out.
Because he hadn't slept all night, Ling Jie's eyes were bloodshot and looked very scary. He grabbed the doctor at the front and asked, "Doctor, how is her injury?"
The doctor was obviously intimidated by Ling Jie's appearance and forgot to speak for a moment. The doctors next to him looked at Ling Jie with sighs, and the meaning was already obvious.
Ling Jie let go of the doctor. At that moment, the strength in his body seemed to disappear again. He staggered for a while, holding on to the wall before standing up. Chen Qiang, Li Bao and others were standing behind Ling Jie, including Bing Tong. Ling Jie
Jie suddenly laughed, laughing like crazy, and stumbled into the operating room. There was a woman lying on the bed, covered with a white cloth.
There was only one light bulb turned on in the room, and it was a small 20-watt light bulb, so the light didn't look particularly bright. Ling Jie's shadow looked very eerie inside, and the white cloth covering the bed made people feel intimidated.
Jie didn't seem to have these thoughts. He just walked over and pulled open the white cloth, looked at the body lying underneath, looked at it carefully, and finally reached out to touch the man's face, sliding it gently.
Chen Qiang had mixed feelings in his heart, which finally turned into one sentence, "Brother Ninth."
Ling Jie said softly, "You all should go out, I want to be alone with her for a while."
There were only two people left in the room, one dead and one alive. The door to the room had not been completely closed, but was just ajar. Everyone passing by could vaguely see the dim shadow in the room.
Ling Jie held her in his arms and pressed his head tightly against her chest. Unfortunately, he could not feel his heartbeat. "Childlike innocence, where is your heartbeat? Your heartbeat is beating. It's beating..."
"Whose fault is this? Whose fault is this? Because of my appearance, I killed your father and killed your mother. In the end, in the end, even you...you were also implicated. It was I who let you
Your family was broken up, and you left this world with a lifetime of regrets.
I used to be too naive, always thinking that I could control everything, whether it is now or in the future...
It wasn’t until today that I realized that this is a complicated world, a world that is unfamiliar to you and me. My little cleverness and so-called martial arts cannot change the overall environment at all. There is no perfect ideal in the world, and there is no perfect one.
Plan, there is no perfect person, but there are people who are worthy of my whole life to protect..."
It was already eight o'clock in the evening when Ling Jie walked out of the operating room, and the sky outside was completely plunged into darkness. Chen Qiang and others were still waiting in the aisle at the door of the operating room. The surroundings were deserted, and the few people who occasionally passed by were looking at each other.
Expressive.
Chen Qiang knew that Zhao Beijia was captured, and that Bingtong had gone to the rescue alone. He wanted to tell Ling Jie about it, but the moment Ling Jie walked out, he was shocked. Ling Jie at this moment seemed to
After ten years of aging, he no longer looks like the Ling Jie he was before. In just half a day, he has become much more haggard, and even his beard seems to have grown a little longer.
After all, Chen couldn't bear to say those words. He stepped forward and held Ling Jie's hand, "Brother Ninth."
Ling Jie was not as fragile as he thought. Ling Jie's voice was very calm, "Which room is Chen Zhen in?"
Chen Zhen was idle and bored at the moment, chatting with the nurse. However, Chen Zhen had no education, and the nurses didn't like him. If they didn't pity him, they would have been angry with Chen Zhen when they saw Ling Jie walk in.
After saying that, he forced himself to smile and said, "The eldest brother has been promoted to the ninth brother. This is worth celebrating."
Ling Jie sat down on the bedside and smiled lightly, "Chen Zhen, you have suffered a lot these days!"
It's not that Chen Zhen doesn't know Ling Jie's mood at the moment, it's just that he doesn't want to feel sad and can't bear to say sad things to Ling Jie anymore. He just wants to say something happy.
Chen Zhen said, "It's not hard at all, I just let Brother Ninth down."
Ling Jie said slightly, "Then quickly recover from the injury, and then continue to learn from your master. Try to learn her good martial arts back, and then we can conquer the world together."
When he talked about conquering the world, Chen Zhen got excited. He immediately lifted the quilt and looked like he was about to get up. Ling Jie said, "What are you doing?"
Chen Zhen looked excited and said, "Go to the master. Last time he said he had hidden a special skill that no one outsider knew. I will talk to her today."
Just as Chen Zhen was about to stand up, he was suddenly slapped back on the bed by Ling Jie, "You won't change your stubborn ways, just stay here. You can only be discharged from the hospital when the doctor says you can."
Ling Jie gave him a stern warning, and after chatting for a while, Ling Jie got up and left. Then Ling Jie came to Wang Xiaoman's room. Ling Jie hesitated several times before coming to this room, and finally made up his mind to come here.
have a look.
Wang Xiaoman's face was very pale. She was lying flat on the bed. Although she didn't wear an oxygen mask, everyone could see that Wang Xiaoman might die at any time!
The computer electrocardiogram next to her showed that her heartbeat was very dangerous, and a straight line would appear from time to time!
In fact, the stab wound to Wang Xiaoman was more serious than the stab wound to Xia Tongxin. However, Wang Xiaoman's health was better than that of Xia Tongxin. After all, she was also a tall girl in high school. Because of this, she barely managed to save her breath.
She closed her eyes, and she felt it when Ling Jie walked to the bedside, and then she opened her eyes.
In fact, a killer like her can feel every move around her even when she is sleeping. Now she didn't feel it until Ling Jie was next to her. This shows that this injury has a great impact on her body, which can be said to be fatal.
Ling Jie sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at the face carefully. Wang Xiaoman struggled to speak, his voice was very low, "Ling, Ling, Ling Jie..."
Ling Jie suddenly felt sad in his heart. He squeezed Wang Xiaoman's hand, "..."
She seemed to want to speak, but after struggling several times, no sound came out. Ling Jie hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop her, "Save your energy to sleep, don't waste your energy talking."
Wang Xiaoman nodded, and saw that her lips turned white and she shrunk slightly. Her face was as pale as lime and there was no trace of the breath of a living person, but his eyes were still very bright. Although they were only half-open, their eyes were still open.
The trousers are crystal clear, shining with the agility and beauty unique to women.
Suddenly, tears flowed from her eyes, flowing down the corners of her eyes to both sides. Although there were only two, they were clearly hot tears.
This is the first time in Wang Xiaoman's life that she has cried. She started killing people when she was eight years old and has never cried before. But today, when she is about to die...
Ling Jie stared at it for a long time, and was about to get up and leave, but felt that the hand holding her was a little stronger. Looking at Wang Xiaoman's eyes again, Ling Jie immediately understood what it meant. She wanted to have someone who could help her before she died.
Just talk to her, that's all...
No matter how long a person walks in the world, no matter how long he lives, a killer like Wang Xiaoman never has the word friend. She also never thought that she would leave the world in this way. What is even more tragic is that,
When he left the world, he found that he had no one to talk to and trust. Just like now, he couldn't find anyone to talk to before he died. If Ling Jie hadn't come into this room, he would probably have died.
A person leaves this world in depression and memories...
At this moment, Wang Xiaoman has only one wish, the strongest wish, which is that someone can hold his hand, let him close his eyes in a feeling of safety and happiness, and then bury him in the ground.
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Ling Jie was very haggard, and he was also injured. His condition was not much better than Wang Xiaoman's. His voice had completely changed since he walked out of Xia Tongxin's room just now, becoming deep, hoarse, and unfamiliar.
Distant and desolate, "Girl, what do you have to say to me?"
Wang Xiaoman showed a smile, a sad smile, but very beautiful.
Ling Jie continued, "Girl, you are Xuanwu, right? You are the number one master Xuanwu who has been following Liu Wen, right?"
Wang Xiaoman's face was expressionless, but Ling Jie could feel it from the air that Wang Xiaoman didn't seem particularly happy. The word Xuanwu brought her a memory that was difficult to express.
Ling Jie twitched the corner of his mouth, "If I cure you, you promise me and will hang out with me from now on, okay?"
Wang Xiaoman didn't move, either because he hadn't thought about it or because he just couldn't move. Ling Jie was also afraid of getting confused. "If you agree, hold my hand tighter. If you don't agree, let go."
There was no movement for a while, and finally Wang Xiaoman's hand tightened, and a faint smile appeared on her face. Although it was very raw and ugly, Dang Lingjie still felt very beautiful.
Ling Jie stayed in the room for a long time. It wasn't until the computer electrocardiogram next to Wang Xiaoman became a straight line and the doctors came for the second operation that Ling Jie left the ward.
Chen Qiang was still considering whether to tell Ling Jie about the matter, and kept following Ling Jie. Niu Niu pinched her, and Ling Jie felt something was wrong, "Chen Qiang, just tell me if you have anything to do. It's no big deal."
"Zhao Beijia was held hostage on the way back. Miss Bingtong went to the rescue after receiving the notification." Chen Qiang's voice was a little uncomfortable.
Ling Jie suddenly became nervous. If Zhao Beijia disappeared, the mission would have failed. He quickly asked, "Have you found Wang Han?"
Chen Qiang shook his head.
Ling Jie was extremely nervous: It's over now, both Zhao Beijia and Wang Han have problems, both tasks have failed...
(This is the third chapter today, there are three more chapters during the day...)