double promise

The corridor of the ward is long and deep, and the incandescent lamp above the head is always on. The light is dark and dark, and can only illuminate an inch of ground below the feet. At a glance, the corners of the walls and the floor seem to disappear in the darkness without light.

The smell of disinfectant was lingering, coupled with the people standing in a row with bowed heads outside the ward, the atmosphere and scene were simply horrible.

Huo Mingjun heard that Xie Guan had an accident, so he flew from City B that afternoon, and went straight to the hospital as soon as he landed.When he arrived, Xie Guan had just been pushed into the intensive care unit from the emergency room. Before Huo Mingjun could get angry, he was called into the office by the doctor.Only a group of unlucky ghosts who did not do their work well and did not protect them well were left dejected, like eggplants beaten by frost, waiting for the final judgment in panic.

The attending doctor is a middle-aged man in his 40s with thick hair and wearing a pair of rimless glasses. You can transfer to the general ward tomorrow, and the family members don’t need to worry too much.”

Huo Mingjun was still sitting expressionlessly, but his tense jaw relaxed slightly, and clear water finally poured into his drained rationality, flowing through his anxious nerves.The ice-cold aura that was almost stagnant around him melted away like clouds, and the whole person seemed to have regained a sliver of vitality.

"The patient fell from a high place and suffered two impacts on different parts of the head, but there was no skull fracture or intracranial hematoma. It was a general concussion. In addition, there was a small crack on his left shoulder blade, which was a minor concussion. Fractured bone. Since the patient's left scapula had been fractured before, we also put a cast on him to be on the safe side. But don't worry."

Huo Mingjun twitched his brows and asked doubtfully, "Have you ever broken a bone before?"

The male doctor took a stack of X-ray pictures from the desk, and said solemnly: "I also want to remind you that although the patient's head and shoulders were slightly injured, according to the brain CT and X-rays, he had been injured before. Relatively serious injuries, especially the brain, so family members should pay extra attention, and don't take it lightly."

As if an invisible hand was strangling his heart, Huo Mingjun suddenly felt a slight tremor, like a vague premonition hidden in his nature, facing the unknown.

He felt that he had lost his ability to think. He listened to the doctor's narration and inquiries completely passively. All the information was accumulated in the hard disk area of ​​the memory waiting to be processed. The CPU was severely overloaded and almost melted.

"Look here," the doctor shook off the CT scan of the brain and pointed to a certain part with a metal rod. "There is a blood clot the size of a soybean in the patient's brain, which is near the hippocampus. It is not caused by a new injury. The remnant of the internal damage has been absorbed and only a small part remains. The hippocampus is the organ in charge of memory, did the patient have amnesia or amnesia before?"

Huo Mingjun nodded, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have forgotten all the memories before the age of 15."

The doctor asked again: "Is there any obstacle in the patient's daily life and memory?"

Huo Mingjun: "No, everything is normal."

"That's right," the doctor put down the metal stick, and analyzed in a nonchalant manner: "The patient is not very old. It may be that he suffered a severe impact on the head when he was a child, which caused retrograde amnesia and damage to the hippocampus. But he is still in the developmental period. After the treatment, the hippocampus may continue to grow and develop, so the patient's daily life and brain function are completely normal now, no different from ordinary people."

"Then... how did he cause the injury on his shoulder?"

The doctor looked at the calm and composed man in front of him in surprise, wondering why there was a weak trill in his voice.

He took out the X-ray film and spread it out on the desk: "There is a small gap in his left shoulder blade, a small piece of bone is broken, and the edge of the section is smooth and closed, obviously it is also an old injury."

Huo Mingjun stared at the image of that bone on the film, there was a small gap at the edge where the shoulder blade connected to the tendon, as if... was suddenly pierced by something.

Years of wounds have always been buried deep in the bones and blood, never see the light of day, and cannot heal.It is a scar that Xie Guan has forgotten, and it is also a silent testimony left by that forgotten memory.

His voice was only weak for a short moment, and then gradually calmed down.

"What kind of injury do you think would cause this gap?"

"There are many reasons for fractures. Generally speaking, they can be roughly divided into two categories: one is broken, and the other is broken by external forces. The most common fractures in life are fractures caused by bruises and impacts. But the patient is just not The doctor pushed his glasses, "His left shoulder is in normal shape without deformity. There is a burn scar covering the original scar on the shoulder, but it can be basically confirmed that there is no surgical scar. That is to say, the patient only has this small fracture. There was no comminuted fracture of a bone, and no steel nails were used to leave such a gap."

"The outside and inside of this place are protected by a layer of muscle. It must be impossible to fall like this. It looks like it was punctured. It's a bit similar to drilling holes in the skull after a craniotomy. Can you understand?"

Huo Mingjun asked directly: "What injury is most likely to cause this situation?"

"The bone was broken, and there was no serious fracture..." The doctor looked up at him, thought for a moment, and then said, "It's fine to put it in other countries. In our country, it's the most possible, but also the last impossible."

The doctor didn't know Xie Guan, but he heard from others that he was a star.His guess is not strange from a medical point of view, but if it is put on ordinary people, it seems quite thrilling.

Huo Mingjun looked at him and nodded.

The middle-aged doctor held his breath involuntarily, and the needle drop could be heard quietly in the office.

"Gunshot wound."

After a long while, he said solemnly in a low voice: "Although it is almost impossible in China, apart from surgical drilling, the easiest way to form such a perforation is a high-speed bullet."

"The scar on the patient's back was blocked, but there were still marks on the corresponding position on the chest. It should be the scar left when the bullet was taken. The bullet was shot from the back, pierced the shoulder blade, and was taken out from the chest..."

Huo Mingjun couldn't listen to what he said later.

Just the word "gunshot wound" was enough to set off a world-shattering earth-shattering avalanche in his heart.

"What a blind man I am," he thought.

In this world, it is not strange to look like Cheng Sheng, but it may be a coincidence that he looks like Cheng Sheng and has lost his memory.But he looks like Cheng Sheng, suffers brain injury and amnesia, and has a gunshot wound on his shoulder, so it cannot be anyone else except Cheng Sheng.

The truth was just a step away from him, but he tried to be clever, misunderstood, and told him that you are not Cheng Sheng.

He abandoned his intuition in favor of so-called "smoking guns."Being a blind man with eyesight and hearing in the deception woven by technical means and relative identification, I have been mourning the accidental encounter that ended abruptly before it spread out for ten years.

Ten years wasted, a big dream.Thanks to the mercy of the heavens, he went round and round, walked through countless detours, and finally met his Xie Guan.

Huo Mingjun walked out of the doctor's office and returned to the intensive care unit.The slumped eggplants on the bench were shocked when they heard his footsteps, and then quickly stood up holding their breath, eager to bury their heads in the ground.

"Huang Cheng and Fang Hui stayed to take care of him, and went to drive with Guang, and follow me." Huo Mingjun strode forward, his face was not very good, but it didn't look like a thunderbolt, he spoke quickly and coldly, and the disinfection was pervasive in the surroundings In the smell of water, it is like a precise and sharp scalpel.

Other than that, he didn't reveal any strange emotions.

Ten years of heart-pounding pain and hidden wounds tormented him, and also forged him with the sharpest weapons and the tightest armor.

Fang Hui was stunned, and asked incredulously, "Boss... aren't you here with Mr. Xie?"

"Call me immediately when he wakes up," Huo Mingjun said coldly without answering her question, "Take care of him, if there is any problem again, none of you need to continue working."

Fang Hui nodded silently.

Huo Mingjun turned his head and took a deep look through the glass at the unconscious Xie Guan, who was covered in monitoring equipment.

There is deep nostalgia and love hidden in that look, as if passing through many years, life and death, through huge lies and truths, trekking through mountains and rivers, coming from a long time ago, full of the coldness of wind knife frost sword, but gentle And it landed on the side of his sleeping pillow with preciousness.

"Wait for me to come back." He said softly in his heart.