Doting in my arms

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There are especially many traffic accidents in foggy days. The doctors and nurses in the emergency room are busy, and the smell of medicine fills the narrow corridor between the beds.

Several unconscious people who had just been brought by the ambulance were pushed directly to the operating room.

The loudspeaker outside the operating room called the names of He Ziwei's relatives. Jiang Mingran, who was holding the phone tightly with both hands, was almost unsteady. He entered the reception area. The angel in white held the operation sheet and the confirmation letter and said, "Initial examination, the patient's brain is congested. Surgery, are you a family member of the patient? Please sign and agree here."

In fact, when I was in the ambulance, the doctor on board preliminarily judged that the head was injured, which may be due to the relatively hard skull. Except for the slightly raised bump, no trauma can be seen.

The most frightening thing about being injured is often not that the blood splatters three thousand feet, but that there is no pain anywhere and no blood can be seen.

Jiang Mingran took the pen in a hurry, his mind went blank, and he was in such a mess that he had never experienced before.

Still unable to exert strength on his wrist, he tried to exhale, switched his left hand, and was just about to write when the surgery notice in front of him was snatched from behind.

"I am." The person behind said coldly.

The man seemed to come in a hurry, his neck was covered with morning mist, dewdrops and fine sweat.

Jiang Mingran's hands froze in the air.

"I am the patient's only relative." The man pushed Jiang Mingran away and stepped forward. He was dressed in black from hair to leather boots. The lavender shirt collar and cuffs were buttoned tightly, so that they were close to the skin, and there was no gap between them. Don't miss it, wherever you go, the cold breath spreads over your face, all you need to do is put a slogan on your forehead, no one should enter.

The doctor looked around and said, "You... this gentleman came here with the ambulance just now..."

"I'm He Ziwei's eldest brother, He Xing." He Xing crumpled up the operation notice and threw it on the ground, "I don't agree with the operation. I don't trust your hospital's medical conditions and the level of the surgeon. Your dean greeted you, contacted the transfer hospital, the rescue helicopter and experts were on the way, and arrived on the roof in 5 minutes. You prepared the stretcher, disinfected it, and took the fast track to get on the plane directly."

"But..." The doctor hesitated and looked at Jiang Mingran.

He Xing snorted coldly, "No but, this person has nothing to do with the He family. He is not qualified to make any decisions for Ziwei."

The doctor also wanted to say a few words. As an angel in white, he had the responsibility to protect every patient. The diagnosis given by the radiology room was sensational, and moving the injured at will would probably add to the injury.

"Director Liu, the dean is looking for you!" Suddenly a little nurse ran to the corridor, the doctor hesitated to speak, it was important to answer the call from the leader.

Director Liu didn't show up again after that. An intern doctor ran around and completed the transfer procedures and handed it over to Brother He's family.

Jiang Mingran has been squatting against the corner, silently looking at the glass door of the operating room.

What He Xing said is correct, he and He Ziwei are not related in terms of blood or law.

The rescue time is racing against time, and all he can do is wait, ten minutes, which is longer than the 23 years he has lived.

When Xie Jun died, he had suffered and struggled, most of which was deep regret and self-blame.It was a thorn deep in his heart, and when it moved a little, blood gushed out.

For so many years, he has been letting that thorn stick there.

The operation notice and He Xing's words were like an awl digging out the thorn, but he didn't suffer, nor did he regret it, but his mind was empty and his heart was empty, as if he didn't belong to this space. never existed in this world.

The thorn seemed to have disappeared, and in front of his eyes, there was only He Ziwei's appearance when she was lying on his body, that face coincided with the face that had been swaying in every corner of his life for five years.

Obviously, since childhood, no one has treated him as well as He Ziwei has treated him.

But he was kind to many people, but he was not good to He Ziwei.

At the beginning, I wanted to get rid of his entanglement, but I slowly accepted this entanglement, and finally got used to this entanglement.

Habit is a ferocious snake venom with a particularly long incubation period. Maybe it will not be poisonous if it is hidden for a lifetime, or it may penetrate deep into the bone marrow in frequent moments, and it is hopeless.

The glass door opened slowly, and the intern and a few nurses came out pushing a bed. He couldn't see the figures on the bed clearly, and the world had completely blended into a pile of square and circular mosaic patterns.

Jiang Mingran hugged his knees, put his forehead against his crossed thumbs, wiped his neck, but couldn't touch the amulet, only the ring tied with a thin red string, he remembered that he had given the amulet to Lin Zhan.

A silver ring, "W&R_promise_foreverLove", W&R, Wei Erran's initials—forever, promise.

Jiang Mingran held the ring tightly, closed his eyes, pressed the ring to his chest, and silently recited the first chapter of the Bible.

For the first time in his life, he wanted to pray to God, because he couldn't think of anything else he could do.

"Hey." Someone kicked his toes.

A bottle of mineral water was handed to Jiang Mingran.

Jiang Mingran opened his eyes. There was a little girl with ponytails, wearing a white coat, and taking off her mask with one hand.

"Xiaoyue..." Jiang Mingran twitched the corners of his lips slightly, but he couldn't do it, and he couldn't be a little bit brave in front of his sister.

"There are too many people injured in serial car accidents. I didn't schedule surgery today, so I was temporarily transferred to help." Xie Yue sat next to Jiang Mingran with a mask in hand. The report from the Radiology Department was a very serious cerebral hemorrhage. I have never seen such a miraculous case, so I went to have a look. Alas...Brother Ziwei's brain is really...too seriously injured."

Xie Yue is a brain doctor, judging Ziwei's current condition is very bad.

Jiang Mingran felt a chill coming over him.

"Don't worry, my teacher is in Haidu, so he should come with the rescue helicopter. The He family is the investor of my teacher's research project. For his experimental funds, his old man has to work hard like a teacher's wife, and he has to bring him Grandpa, God of Wealth, saved his life. However, Brother Ziwei is hurting his brain. Although he is alive, he may suffer from hemiplegia, dementia and forgetfulness.” Seeing that Jiang Ming refused to drink, Xie Yue unscrewed the mineral water and sipped it a mouthful.

Jiang Mingran was a little relieved, Xie Yue's teacher was a world-renowned brain surgery expert.

The tranced heart suddenly had a bottom.

Xie Yue put the mineral water on the corner of the wall, "You just looked out of your mind. This is the first time I saw you. It turns out that you really like He Ziwei, and you will be bound by love. Actually, I am more curious about you, what will you give me?" What is my reaction, Jiang Mingran? When your brother died, your reaction was so wonderful that I almost believed it. They say that brother is the light of showbiz, but I think you are. After so many years, you Are you not tired of acting in front of me?"

Jiang Mingran was a little surprised, but not for too long.

Lin Zhan once pointed to Xie Yue and told him that this little girl who likes to eat lollipops with a schoolbag on her back will grow up one day and become an adult who hates him to the extreme.

He didn't believe it at the time.

Today, Lin Zhan's words seem to have come true.

"Does it hurt? What does it feel like to lose what you love? Feel powerless, is it comfortable?" Xie Yue raised the corners of her mouth, fierceness appeared in her big bright eyes, "Tell you, the risk of sequelae of He Ziwei's surgery is more than 80.00%. In other words, he will definitely lose his memory, forget you, and treat you as a stranger forever! Your lives will no longer overlap, and this is more painful than letting you die. This is called... retribution."

The little girl cried too, and wiped her tears with the sleeve of her white coat.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Mingran raised his hand, subconsciously wanting to comfort him.

Xie Yue avoided, sobbing and saying, "Don't say sorry to me! You don't deserve to say sorry to me! Jiang Mingran, I hate you, I hate you. If Lin Zhan hadn't changed my brother's wine, my brother wouldn't have If you have an accident, you will not commit suicide. When the police station took notes, Lin Zhan said that his brother drank it voluntarily, but you still stood by Lin Zhan's side and testified for him! Did my brother drink it knowing that there was medicine in it? You Do you think my brother is a fool?"

"I didn't lie." Jiang Mingran smiled wryly, "What the camera records is not the whole truth."

"You are still sophistry! You cover up Lin Zhan, for Lin Zhan, you betrayed your brother, it is as good as your brother treats you as a brother... Even your parents don't want you, except for your brother, who in this world will be friends with you !"

Xie Yue threw the mask far away, her voice attracted many people to watch, even He Xing frowned and cast a glance into the corner.

Jiang Mingran lowered his head slowly, "It's none of Lin Zhan's business, it's all my fault."

"Xie Yue, what are you doing?" A doctor came over.

Xie Yue sniffled, "It's nothing, I'm in a bad mood, find someone to vent my anger on."

"The rescue helicopter is here," the doctor said. "It's so cool, do you want to go and see?"

"No," Xie Yue went straight to the elevator, "Say hello to the teacher for me."

The sound of the helicopter propeller sounded again, but Jiang Mingran didn't see the door of the operating room open. The patient must have taken another route.

He walked to the window and looked up at the helicopter taking off.The plane broke through the clouds and soared into the blue sky.He himself found it strange that Xie Yue said these hurtful words to him, but he didn't feel very uncomfortable.

Time can dilute everything, beauty will always replace pain.

At this moment, he clearly understood that he and Xie Jun were completely over.

After He Xing signed a stack of transfer materials, he stepped on the white porcelain floor tiles with his military boots, missed the shivering intern, and walked straight to the window.

As the top decision maker of a multinational group, even the voice of speaking has an invisible sense of oppression.

"You, come with me."

Jiang Mingran turned around, and a big hand grabbed his shoulder domineeringly, the nails almost tore through his thick coat.

In normal times, he would have clasped his wrists and pressed them down, and raised his knees to his chest ribs. How many perverted filmmakers he had given the first lesson of fractures and tooth loss, the worst one , is still lying in the hospital.

But now, instead, he expected He Xing to beat him up.

He Xing just dragged Jiang Mingran away, his hands were holding Jiang Mingran's shoulders vigorously, trying to hold back something.

God knows how much he wanted to beat the person in front of him. As soon as he got on the plane, he heard an urgent call from his secretary that his younger brother had a car accident and was sent to Haidu Central Hospital. If possible, he would have jumped off with a parachute.

The flight returned to Haidu Airport at supersonic speed and made an emergency landing.

He contacted the rescue helicopter, contacted the hospital and brain specialists, and rushed there. He learned from the secretary that He Ziwei almost went to hell because of this person in front of her.

Jiang Mingran's feet involuntarily followed He Xing's pulling and moving. He was pulled into the back seat of the business car and fell hard on the high-grade leather backrest.

"Take him to the airport." He Xing ordered coldly.

Jiang Mingran lay in the back seat, quietly.

"If he resists, it's okay to use force. Until Ziwei recovers, he must stay by Ziwei's side and is not allowed to go anywhere."

Jiang Mingran's eyes were confused, the elder brother of the He family had always disliked Ziwei being with him, so instead of driving him away this time, he even said he wanted him to stay with Ziwei?

He Xing obviously misunderstood Jiang Mingran's meaning, thinking that Jiang Mingran was unwilling, he almost held back the urge to stab with the Swiss Army knife at his waist, the gentleman's face distorted into a beast, and shouted, "Ziwei has devoted her heart to you in the past five years Take out your lungs, he didn't even want his own life to save you, Jiang Mingran, do you really have no heart?"