I love you this time of rebirth

In the empty corridor, the white walls glowed pale under the light.

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, a nurse in overalls hurried over, dragging two bags of labeled plasma in her hand.

The nurse's face was very solemn, showing bloodless paleness, and the hand that was dragging the blood was trembling involuntarily.

He hurriedly came to a closed door, and after pushing the door open, the nurse stepped in, and said eagerly: "Dr. Chen, the plasma is back."

"Hurry up and put it on, pressurized blood transfusion."

"The patient's blood pressure cannot be measured, and the patient's heartbeat stops..."

"Prepare first aid, electric shock..."

"..."

The heavy isolation door was slowly closed, along with the tense but orderly voices inside, together with the roaring sirens of various machines...

Two hours have passed since the car accident in the underground parking lot, and now two full hours have passed, and the rescue in the operating room has also lasted for two hours...

Before getting into the ambulance, Hei Feng had already fallen into a deep coma, and the blood on his body seemed to flow endlessly, and he couldn't stop it no matter what.

It was not until they were sent to the hospital and entered the operating room that the group was isolated outside.

Gong Nanmo stood opposite the operating room, Chu Yitian beside him leaned against the wall, Situ Siyuan leaned against the wall at the corner of the corridor, and there was a mess of shredded tobacco scattered on the ground...

Zuo Qingxuan came in a hurry, but when he saw everyone's expressions, he slowed down, moved with difficulty and hesitantly...

"... What's going on with the old man?"

Seeing Zuo Qingxuan, Situ Siyuan took a deep breath, threw the shredded tobacco in his hand on the ground, and crushed it fiercely, his red eyes slightly missed Zuo Qingxuan, and landed in an unknown place, empty and scattered...

"He was sedated and fell asleep."

With a deep sigh, Zuo Qingxuan pursed his lips, looking at the tightly closed operating room, his already cold voice was even more bone-chillingly cold: "How is it over here?"

Situ Siyuan shook his head slightly, and replied in a low voice, hoarsely: "...I don't know."

Yes, I don't know, he doesn't want to think about Hei Feng's situation, he doesn't want to see the scene in the operating room, perhaps, at this moment, escaping is the best choice.

"Where's Ji Lanqing?" Zuo Qingxuan's eyes circled around, and finally landed on the corner of the corner of the operating room door, the figure who seemed to be out of breath.

Ji Lanqing sat on the ground with her legs curled up, her hands wrapped around her legs and dropped to her feet, her chin resting on her knees, her whole body huddled together into a ball...

If it weren't for the occasional trembling of the eyelashes, no one would believe that the person in front of him is still alive and breathing this air.

The straight trousers were full of wrinkles, dust, and more blood that had turned dark brown.

The white shirt couldn't see its original color, and it had a pungent and strong smell of blood.

The bright red blood had solidified, sticking ironically to the trembling arm one by one...

Ji Lanqing lowered her eyes, her beautiful peach eyes lost their former luster...

The pupils, which were clean and clear, were covered with a layer of dirty dust. The pupils without focus were scattered, without focus, without focus, empty, dead gray...

The brown hair is messily spread on the head, stained with dark brown liquid, the hair has been polished, with the abuse after being penetrated by fingers.

"Lanqing..." Chu Yitian stood in front of Ji Lanqing, wanting to comfort him, but stopped abruptly after calling out his name.

It felt like a heavy stone was pressing on his chest, his throat was congested, and he couldn't hold back a word.

Looking at the person in front of him, Chu Yitian realized that all his words had turned pale...

Even the most powerful consolation can't compare to a sigh from the man lying in the operating room.

Losing Hei Feng meant Ji Lanqing lost his soul.

Chu Yitian squatted down, and held Ji Lanqing's brown blood-stained hand in distress. The cold touch seemed to come from the Antarctic, piercing to the bone, without trembling.

"...Lan Qing, Hei Feng, it's okay!" Chu Yitian said the seven words with incomparable weight, every word was worth a thousand dollars, carrying a weight that suppressed the soul.

Looking at Ji Lanqing like this, no amount of words can be uttered, no matter how gorgeous words are, they lose their effect, and become pale and powerless...

Chu Yitian put his hands on the ground and sat down cross-legged.

Perhaps, at this moment, companionship is the best comfort.

The dead-silent corridor glowed with eerie light, so quiet that even the sound of each other's heartbeat could be heard.

Everyone's face was filled with silent sorrow, even the air was filled with despair.

Time passes by one second, one second, the outdoor sun goes from sunset to west mountain, and then slowly rises, one day and one night, a lifetime...

……

"Yi Tian, ​​tell me, Hei Feng...does it hurt?"

"..."

A voice that was so calm that there was no wave came out of a hoarse, low voice, as if it was squeezed out of the gap in hell, and it hurt the hearts of everyone present.

Pain to the extreme is numbness, but the result of numbness is still pain, besides pain, it is still pain...

"Yi Tian, ​​so much blood, how can a person have so much blood?" Ji Lanqing raised her hands, looked at the brown blood stains on them, and laughed foolishly, desolate and desperate.

"Look, my hands, my body, it's all black front... I want to cover his mouth, I want the blood to go back into his body..."

"But, I can't hold it, I really can't hold it..."

"The blood still flowed out, it was still hot at first, then it became cold, and then... that's it."

The left hand was digging the right hand, the blood clots between the fingers were pulled out and scattered on the ground, the white ground, brown blood clots, shocking.

"Look, that's it, that's it, it's cold." Ji Lanqing murmured, paused for a few seconds, then laughed again, smiling, tears streaming down her face.

"Yi Tian, ​​do you know that when the car hit me, Hei Feng and I were together, he pushed me away...it was him, pushed me away..."

"Hehe, hehehe, he pushed me away, he pushed me away with his weak body and weak hands."

"I don't even know how he did it, obviously at that time... obviously at that time, his condition was not good at all..."

"Yi Tian, ​​I'm so uncomfortable, really uncomfortable, I'd rather be the one who gets hurt, why not me, tell me...why not me?"

Ji Lanqing knelt on the ground, holding Chu Yitian's shoulders with both hands, her eyes were red like a vampire, only her voice was chilling.

"Tell me, why not me? Tell me, why not me?"

Chu Yitian remained silent, allowing his body to be shaken violently by Ji Lanqing. His body, which had not moved for nearly twenty hours, was overwhelmed and stiff and hurt, but it was not as good as what was in his mind.

Unable to get a response, Ji Lanqing cried and laughed, let go of Chu Yitian and fell to the ground.

"Lan Qing?"

"I knew it clearly, I clearly calculated it, it wouldn't be like this, I knew it, it shouldn't be today, how could it be today?"

Ji Lanqing murmured, ignoring the bewildered and panicked eyes of the people around her, and staggered up from the ground...

"Not today, no, it wasn't like this in the previous life." Ji Lanqing said in a daze, muttering, her lowered eyes instantly lifted up, and fell on the silent person.

"Hei Feng didn't have a car accident, didn't he? Did you join forces to lie to me?"

Ji Lanqing grabbed their arms one by one and asked them one by one.

The bloodshot eyes went from disappointment, madness, to calmness, confidence, to surprise, to joy, but it took just a few seconds.

"It must be so, it must be so."

"God must have deliberately punished me, deliberately reminded me, made me cherish Hei Feng, woke me up, and made me take measures to prevent that car accident from happening..."

"It must be so!"

"Yes, it must be like this. I remember very clearly that there were still nearly 20 days before Hei Feng's car accident. At that time, Hei Feng's health was not so bad."

"Yes, as long as I don't let Hei Feng go to that place, and don't let him go out, nothing will happen, nothing will happen."

"Right?" Ji Lanqing grabbed Chu Yitian's arm, stared at him expectantly, and asked persistently, "Tell me, right?"

Unable to get an answer from Chu Yitian, Ji Lanqing cast her eyes on Gong Nanmo: "Tell me, is it right, is it like this, if you don't go, there will be no accidents, right, right?"

"Lan Qing, Hei Feng, you'll be fine." Gong Nanmo held back for a while, and finally managed to hold back eight words, but it was extremely difficult to say.

"Yes, it will be fine, I knew it would be like this." Ji Lanqing let go of Gong Nanmo, grinned, and her red eyes lit up: "By the way, I'm going back to take a bath, and then cook Hei Feng's favorite porridge, and a change of clothes."

Ji Lanqing looked down at the ugly clothes on her body, pouted her lips, and shook her head: "Hei Feng doesn't like me like this, he has a clean freak, he likes me to be clean, yes, I want to go home, wait for me to clean up , Hei Feng is back."

Ji Lanqing laughed out loud, her peach-blossom eyes curved, and her eyes fell on the closed door of the operating room, and a few seconds later, she fell back on her lapel.

"I'm going back to change clothes, you should go back too, or you can go back with me, I can only cook porridge now, although the cooking is not good, but Hei Feng said he likes it, and he can drink a big bowl every time Woolen cloth."

Ji Lanqing fell into her own thoughts, selectively forgetting the cruel reality.

"Hei Feng is not in good health. By the way, Hei Feng has a heart condition. He needs to change his heart. Just change his heart." Ji Lanqing suddenly went crazy again, tearing off her shirt, revealing her pale chest.

"Heart, yes, I have a heart. I'm going to find Uncle Chen. I want to exchange my heart for Hei Feng. Then he'll be fine, he'll be fine, and he can drink my porridge again..."

"I'm so stupid." Ji Lanqing slapped herself on the forehead: "Why do you think I'm so stupid, as long as I change my mind, it will be fine. I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid."

As Ji Lanqing said, she walked towards the operating room, banging on the door with both hands: "Uncle Chen, come out, I have a heart, you put on Hei Feng, come out quickly, you give Hei Feng Put on, I beg you, I..."

Zuo Qingxuan frowned, slashed at the back of Ji Lanqing's neck with one hand, and then tightened his arms to catch the fainted man.