Outside the operating room of the Military General Hospital, Tian Yuan was restless. Fang Zhi and Mrs. Xu kept comforting her and told her that Jiang Jun would be fine.
"Sister Fang, Brother Xu, Jiang Jun will be fine, he will be fine." Tian Yuan kept saying these words as if she was hypnotizing herself.
However, Tian Yuan's heart sank little by little when she thought that there were eight bullets hidden in his body.
She had already informed Jiang Hongcai and his wife, and she didn't know how she would explain it to the two elders later.
Her Tian Yuan partner shot Jiang Jun seven times, yes, it was her Tian Yuan partner who did it, so look, how ridiculous!
How to explain? No matter how you explain or apologize, will it be useful?
The man she loves wants to kill her friend.
She had never felt so terrible. Jiang Jun's blood flowed out of his body and was still warm. Through her fingers, she reached out to cover the bleeding muzzle, but she only had one pair of hands. How could she cover it?
Eight wounds are required?
At this moment, the bright red blood made her more frightened than shooting someone to kill someone.
Even more than that night in the natural village, she couldn't remain indifferent. This was Jiang Jun's blood, the blood of a man who loved himself but was always hurt by him.
"Jiang Jun! Jiang Jun!"
The two couples came at full speed, followed by the entire Tian family, including Tian Jiabao, his grandfather, and his third uncle.
"What's going on? How could it be like this?" Jiang Hongcai looked at the operating lights and almost collapsed.
Tian Yuan did not dare to look at the two elders. They were the elders who had always treated her as their own daughters and loved her, but it was because of her that they still had to worry about this at their age.
"Sister, I heard from company employees that it was Huang Yaowen from Tianyu Group who rushed in with a gun and kidnapped Brother Jiang Jun?" Tian Jiabao asked.
Tian Biao was not in the company that morning. Someone from the company told him what happened. When he rushed back to the company, Huang Yaowen had also been controlled by the police and sent to the hospital for treatment, while Tian Yuan followed Jiang Jun.
We went to the hospital together.
But for some unknown reason, Tian Yuan insisted on sending Jiang Jun to the Military General Hospital in an ambulance, which was a little further away.
Although the medical conditions at the Military General Hospital were better, at that time, under the circumstances, most people would choose the nearest hospital. What's more, that hospital was a branch of the hospital where Jiang Jun worked.
"Uncle, aunt, I'm sorry, it's all because of me. It's because of me that Jiang Jun was held hostage by the madman Huang Yaowen. I'm sorry, it was me who hurt Jiang Jun." Tian Yuan bit her lower lip tightly, her tears seemed to be broken.
Rolling down like a bead curtain.
Jiang Hongcai sighed deeply, looked at Tian Yuan, and shook his head, "I don't blame you. It's not you who shot the gun. How can uncle and aunt blame you? Don't blame yourself. This is all Huang Yaowen's fault."
"Lao Jiang, this kid Jiang Jun is very lucky, and he will be fine this time." Tian Biao patted Jiang Hongcai on the shoulder, but he was also extremely nervous.
Jiang Hongcai's words of comfort to Tian Yuan made Tian Yuan even more embarrassed.
Why don't you blame her? If it weren't for her, how could there be so many bullets in Jiang Jun's body? It was her provoking the devil Shang Rong that gave Jiang Jun the chance to be hurt.
The operation lasted for eighteen hours. For the people outside the operating room, every minute and second of these eighteen hours was torture, and every moment of waiting was torture.