Chapter 344 Persistence for the first time in life
I was very nervous. The moment I watched the police car drive into the gate, I couldn't help but want to throw away the gun. Jin Pingmei stopped the police car halfway. I couldn't hear what he was saying, I could only see him talking continuously.
Gestures.
I don’t know what method he used, but he actually stopped the police car on the spot. Jin Pingmei took out his phone and dialed numbers one after another. After making about five or six calls, he handed the phone to a policeman.
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The policeman and the person on the other end of the phone only exchanged a few words, but after hanging up the phone, the policeman's expression was a little indescribable and a little confused. Jin Pingmei was very calm, standing next to the police car, and offering cigarettes to the people in the car.
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Seeing this, I seemed to understand that Jin Pingmei was looking for help from his friend with an official background. I thought that his friend must have considerable energy, otherwise it would be impossible to stop him in such a strange place with just a phone call.
Police car, you must know that it is not easy to expand the coverage of your network of connections, especially when you are in a foreign country, and others may not necessarily buy it.
Duoji was rescued in the hospital, and we waited anxiously outside. After about ten minutes, two more cars carrying police photos came to the hospital. Judging from the quality of the cars, they should be the leaders of the county bureau.
It was a special car. We were not involved in any of these processes. Jin Pingmei was taking care of everything. However, through the car, I could see that the people who got off the two cars were very kind and polite to Jin Pingmei.
They chatted for a while on the spot, and then the two subsequent police cars left one after another, leaving only the patrol car. Jin Pingmei came back and made an OK gesture next to our car, indicating that there was no more trouble.
What happened later was still as we expected. The medical facilities in the county hospital were not good enough, so Dorje had to be sent to a larger hospital. During the transfer, an ambulance came out from the hospital, and the patrol vehicle followed him all the way.
, that friend of Jin Ping Mei is indeed very proud.
After all these twists and turns, Duoji was finally sent to a larger hospital. The time required for rescue was not fixed, which was a kind of torture for those of us who stayed outside the operating room. I stood outside the door of the operating room and stood there.
I kept staring inside, wanting to know immediately whether Duoji could still survive.
"He will be fine." Jin Pingmei said beside me: "After going back and forth for so long, he didn't die, which means he can definitely survive." [
"Definitely..."
While I was waiting anxiously, the door of the operating room finally opened and we saw the surgeon.
"Is he still alive?" My tone was a little trembling. I stared at the doctor who had just taken off his mask and gloves, and stared at his mouth. My anxiety could no longer be described in words.
The doctor didn't speak, just nodded. My heart suddenly relaxed, but my mood, which had just been relaxed, became tense again, because I noticed that the doctor's face was not that good-looking.
"You must be mentally prepared." The doctor said: "The patient's physical fitness is very good, but he is older, and this operation cannot solve the fundamental problem. We will discuss it and perform a second operation."
As we judged, the injury was consistent with the fact that the pellet remained in Duoji's body and was embedded in his spine. The pellet has not been removed yet, and subsequent surgical treatment is required.
"Surgery...is it dangerous?"
"No hospital or doctor can guarantee 100% that it can save a patient's life. All we can do is try our best." The doctor said, "The reason why I want you to be mentally prepared is because according to my experience, removing
After childbirth, the patient may be out of danger, but the most optimistic outcome is paralysis."
I don’t know whether it’s joy or sadness. Dorji’s life may be saved, but will he spend the last period of his life in a bed and a wheelchair? It’s like a bird that has been flying all his life and is suddenly chopped down.
Broken wings and thrown into a cold iron cage?
I slowly sat on the chair, feeling very uncomfortable. For Duoji, he appeared in this incident without any motive or reason. He was not greedy for anything. The reason why he was willing to come was entirely because he regarded Zhao Yingjun as a
He is a very good friend. He is just helping his friends, and he helps in return. He has no intention and does not ask for anything in return.
I think that if Dorje really reaches the point where he can practice Dharma and needs to be cared for by others, he will be even more miserable than if he died.
But what can we do? This is already a fact, and any fact that has happened cannot be changed.
The mobile phone in my pocket suddenly buzzed. I was a little distracted by Duoji's incident. I didn't react until the second time I received a call. I slowly took it out and looked at it. What was displayed on the screen was a strange person.
The number. I pressed the answer button, put the receiver to my ear, and immediately heard the little ruffian’s voice.
"You're out of danger, right?"
I didn't say anything, I just sneered into the phone. The call from the little gangster came at the right time. Maybe he wanted to explain the gunman's "miss" problem.[
"You know, under the circumstances at that time, our people may have made a little mistake." The little ruffian continued: "You are a sensible person, you should be able to see that our people are helping you."
"I can see it all. You want to tell me that this was an accident, right? An accident that occurred in the mind of a rigorously trained gunman, right?"
"I know you probably won't believe it..."
"No, no, no, I believe it, I completely believe it." I said to the little ruffian word for word: "But I want to tell you one thing, the cooperation between us and you ends here."
"This won't work!" The little ruffian immediately became excited. This was related to the life of Aunt Yu, his mother, so the little ruffian stayed calm and wanted to argue after hearing my words.
"Listen!" My tone became violent, and I told him very slowly but firmly: "I will no longer be threatened or accept your coercion. You can do whatever you want."
Something that can be done, but it won't change my decision."
"You don't care about anything anymore?" The little ruffian might have been anxious, so he said, "Zheng Tong, I know your character. There are some things that you will never let go of in your life. For example, Xiao Yu."
"You are wrong." When I heard Chen Yu's name, my heart trembled, but I quickly suppressed my fluctuations. In fact, he was right. There are some things and some people that I can't let go of.
, however this still doesn't change my mind.
Since I entered this incident, although I have been deceived and deceived at every turn, and have experienced death that is already close to my eyes, I have not gained everything. At least, I have always accepted the ideas of Li Fusheng, Jin Pingmei, Kuang Haige, Zhao Yingjun, and Duoji.
Giving, little by little, allows me to live peacefully until now.
My heart is a bottle that cannot hold too much. I have been asking for it, and they are all giving. When this kind of giving completely occupies my heart, when they are like an exhausted spring silkworm that has spun out all its silk.
When I give again, that is when I should pay for them.
I care about some people, but the ones I should care about more are Duoji, Li Fusheng, and Kuang Haige. Duoji's blood is like a ball of fire, burning and washing my soul. I understand, I understand completely.
Maybe, I can't seek justice for Dorje right away, but I absolutely can't let the person who hurt him feel at ease to continue to coerce me and coerce me into doing things I don't want to do.
"The cooperation ends here, that's what I have to say."
"You don't care? You're just deceiving yourself."
"Remember!" I suppressed the anger in my heart and continued to say to the little ruffian word for word: "Everything I lost because of what you did, one day, I will get it back from you.
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After saying that, I hung up the phone and refused to answer the call even though the gangster called me again. My heart hurt, it hurt to the extreme. I knew Aunt Yu’s style very well, if her life was threatened, she would
No matter what the means. I believe she might kill Chen Yu, or even my mother, to force me, but I am ready for everything.
If that day really comes and I am about to face separation and death, I will be in agony, but I will not compromise. My heart has never been so firm as it is now, and I cannot accept that the person I care about most and love the most is here.
I am dying before my eyes, but this is life.
The so-called life is actually an illusory and real dream constructed from several multiple-choice questions, large and small. It is so illusory that people can freely use their imagination, but it is so real that it hurts to death but cannot die.
But, so what? I accept it, that’s all.
In the following time, we made some arrangements. Zhao Yingjun had not been found yet. Jin Pingmei mobilized a few of her confidants, put down the business at hand and rushed over, and continued the search at Fatai Temple. We were waiting for Duoji to recover slightly.
Some, and then choose the next action location. But this choice is a very difficult thing, because as far as we know now, there is no suitable location.
After about three or four days, Dorje was finally out of danger, but just as the doctor said, he could not stand up again. We took turns taking care of him, but did not tell him the truth for the time being, because we were afraid of his stubbornness.
The old guy will have some accidents because he can't accept it.
But I didn’t want to deceive Duoji. He had already asked me, and if I covered it up vaguely, he would definitely ask again. So I stood outside the door, thinking about how I should answer when he really asked.
At this time, the phone on my body vibrated, and it was still a very unfamiliar number. I thought, this must be a call from the gangsters or Uncle Lai.
After hesitating for a while, I answered the call, but to my surprise, I didn't hear the voice of the little gangster or Uncle Lai. There was a woman talking on the other side of the phone, and I didn't hear her voice.
Not much, but so familiar.
"Is it Tongtong?" she asked tentatively and cautiously.
"Yes, I am." My heart was suddenly filled with a warmth that I couldn't resist. I could tell that it was my mother's voice, so soft and kind.
"Tongtong..." When she heard my voice, she suddenly started sobbing and said intermittently: "I am... I am mother..."