Feng Mang heard Ling Jie's heartbreaking voice. For some reason, his eyes were wet, his nose was sore, and there was an indescribable bitterness in his heart. Zuo Wenjun was the only man still standing. At this moment
There were no tears shed. Including Chen Qiang, Xiao San, and Xiao Zilong who were still dying, they couldn't help but shed tears. All the time
, Ling Jie is a myth-like existence in everyone's hearts. In the hearts of Zuo Wenjun and others, there is no problem in the world that Ling Jie cannot solve. Ling Jie is a god. At this moment, they are watching helplessly.
God was screaming madly on the ground for himself. Apart from being sad and crying, they really didn't know what else to do.
In addition to family members, there is a feeling in the world that also affects everyone's heart and blood flows together. This feeling is that of brothers!
"Brother Ninth." Zuo Wenjun gradually walked up to Ling Jie and knelt down. Apart from kneeling down, he really didn't know what else he could do. Feng Mang walked up to Ling Jie and pulled his
He held his body in his arms and said, "Brother Ninth."
After a while, the sound of Cong Mi's footsteps was heard outside, as well as the urgent siren of an ambulance. Soon, a large group of people gathered around. These were the brothers who Xiao Zilong called when he saw something was wrong. Among these brothers
With the help of the police, Zuo Wenjun and others were sent to the hospital.
Ling Jie stayed behind. After the crowd dispersed, only Ling Jie and Feng Mang were left. Ling Jie dragged his paralyzed legs and stood up. His right hand was still holding the dragon-slaying knife, with blood flowing down it.
The blade of the dragon-slaying knife slowly dripped down, and the eye-catching blood condensed into lumps and dripped down in groups.
"Ling Jie, calm down, calm down, okay?" Feng Mang felt that Ling Jie's body was cold, and quickly reached out to hold his hand. The five fingers were interlocked and held tightly. Even so, she still felt
See Ling Jie's wildly beating heart and the boiling blood in his body.
Ling Jie remained silent and took a deep breath. It took a long time for his expression to return to normal, "Let's go to the hospital to see Chen Qiang and the others first."
Feng Mang smiled heartily and took Ling Jie's hand to lead the way. Ling Jie said this, which means that Ling Jie's reason has the upper hand. If Ling Jie loses his reason, the first thing he should do now is to pick up Xiao.
Long's father. He chose to see his brother first, obviously after rational thinking.
But Ling Jie said something before leaving, which made Feng Mang take a breath of air, "If Chen Qiang dies, I want everyone in the Xiao family, including Xiao Long's six thousand brothers, to do it for Chen Qiang."
Buried with him!"
Feng Mang wanted to persuade Ling Jie a few more words, but after seeing Ling Jie's firm eyes, he finally stopped. With Ling Jie's current situation, he would not listen no matter what he said. In fact, Ling Jie
Perhaps only Ling Jie himself knows the relationship between Jie and Chen Qiang best. Although Feng Mang is Ling Jie's woman, she is not Ling Jie himself after all. She cannot feel the feeling of brotherhood 100%.
Ling Jie took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, "Is Henry Zhang dead?"
Feng Mang originally wanted to tell the truth, but when she saw Ling Jie's expression, she was worried that speaking out would make Ling Jie lose his mind even more. While hesitating, Ling Jie's tone suddenly softened, "Are you dead? Just tell me.
, if you’re dead, you’re dead, if you’re not dead, you’re not dead. There’s nothing to think about.”
Feng Mang shook his head, "No, his life is very tough. If he didn't die in my hands, he may be destined to fall into your hands, Ling Jie in the future."
"That's better, Xiao——Yang!" Ling Jie read out Xiao Yang's name in a low and slow voice, his voice was so low and scary...
The First People's Hospital of the city. On a rainy day, the hospital, which was originally relatively deserted, was full of people today. There were also cars parked at the entrance of the hospital. All 600 brothers under Xiao Zilong stayed near the entrance of the hospital. They looked like a large group of troublemakers.
Young people. They are Xiao Zilong's life and death brothers, and they have deep feelings. When Xiao Zilong enters the hospital, they will not leave alone.
When Ling Jie and Feng Mang arrived at the entrance of the hospital, it was almost dark. The two brothers closest to the outside recognized Ling Jie and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, "Brother Ninth."
Although their voices were very calm and they had deliberately concealed their emotions, the sadness, worry and boundless anger revealed between their brows still did not escape Ling Jie's eyes. Ling Jie wanted to give them
He looked coldly, but when he thought that they were all Zilong's brothers, they could also be regarded as his brothers, so he tried his best to smile and said, "Well, Zilong, is he okay?"
In advance, Xiao Zilong had explained to all his subordinates that from now on, Ling Jie would be his eldest brother and the eldest brother of all of you. After hearing about Ling Jie's accident, all the brothers expressed their willingness to follow Ling Jie to conquer the world. First
When I met Ling Jie for the first time, I was naturally polite and nervous, "Brother Zilong, he... is still undergoing surgery, and his condition is unknown."
"Well, I got it. Take me in and have a look. I believe he will survive." Ling Jie waved slightly, Feng Mang understood, and walked in front, leading the way with the brother, and slowly approached the hospital.
The First People's Hospital of the city is already the best hospital in Jinan City. The ward where Xiao Zilong and others live, the treatment, doctors, and equipment they receive are all top-notch in the country. If the highest level of medical skills in Jinan City cannot save Chen Qiang
His fate, then... Xiao Long, the Xiao family, and the six thousand brothers under his command will just wait to be buried with them!
Through the small transparent glass window, Ling Jie could vaguely see Xiao Zilong, Chen Qiang and the mistress lying among the doctors. They were all bloody and bloody, with large cuts in many parts of their bodies. They then cleaned the wounds and stitched them together.
, every time the doctor's knife made a cut on Chen Qiang's body, every time a needle and thread were pierced on Chen Qiang's body, Ling Jie's heart would twitch.
Ling Jie stood blankly outside the window, watching helplessly as Chen Qiang endured all the pain in the doctor's hands like a toy. Sometimes, Chen Qiang would scream, and sometimes his body would tense up violently.
Get up... Ling Jie just watched quietly. He didn't know how much time passed. The clock on the wall struck ten o'clock. He still didn't feel anything. After nearly eight hours of surgery, he just
I kept standing at the door and felt nothing at all.
The nurse walked past him, pushing the cart, and talking, but he didn't feel anything. It wasn't until eleven o'clock in the evening that Ling Jie finally saw the doctor inside stop. He wanted to open the door and rush in to find Chen Qiang's body.
However, he did not dare to take this step because he was afraid, really afraid, afraid that the doctor would tell him that Chen Qiang was dead.
A group of doctors came out, "Zhizhi." The door was gently pushed open. The doctors looked tired. The leading surgeon stood at the door and glanced around, looking at Feng Mang and Ling Jie, and finally frowned.
, "Which of you is the patient's family member?"
Quiet, still quiet. Zuo Wenjun also bandaged his wound and walked over, but he never spoke because Ling Jie was still standing there without speaking.
For a long time, Ling Jie took a deep breath and asked, "My patient's eldest brother, how is his injury now?"
The doctor turned to look at Ling Jie, and finally shook his head in embarrassment, "We have cleaned and stitched all the wounds on his body. The wounds will not be infected in the short term, but he lost too much blood, which caused severe hypoxia in the brain.
Many brain functions have been damaged. The current situation is very bad, not to mention whether he can wake up, even if he wakes up, he may have dementia."
"Dementia?" Ling Jie was stunned, if that's the case... But he soon took a breath, "It doesn't matter if it's dementia, I finally survived. I heard that people with dementia are simple-minded and don't pursue much, so they might live a very happy life."
So happy."
"Doctor, I'm sorry to bother you. You are tired too. Go and rest early." Ling Jie smiled at the doctors, then stepped out of the way, "Thank you."
The surgeon in charge was embarrassed when he saw Ling Jie being so polite, "You're welcome, this is what we should do. Don't worry, we will try our best to make him recover. By the way, it's best when you go in to see him later.
Don't be too loud, and don't say anything too stimulating, as this will further damage his intelligence."
"Okay, thank you for the reminder." Ling Jie still answered so politely. The doctor liked him quite a bit, but because his body was really tired and the bacteria all over his body at the moment, he needed to cleanse his body, so he didn't stay any longer.
He left with the doctors.
After a week with the doctor, Zuo Wenjun cried out like crazy, "What? Dementia? How could Brother Qiang get dementia? This is impossible..."
Ling Jie walked over and patted Zuo Wenjun on the shoulder, "Wenjun, please keep your voice down. I, Ling Jie, have nothing to offer Chen Qiang. If Chen Qiang becomes demented, he may live a happy life and no longer have to worry about fighting and killing.
It may not be a good home for him."
Feng Mang and Zuo Wenjun glanced at each other, then looked at Ling Jie, thoughtfully: Perhaps, this is the best ending for Chen Qiang.
(The first update is here. I have something to do today. I’m really sorry. I’ll make up for the 5,000 words I owe tomorrow in the next two days. Sorry, please subscribe.)