Two flowers bloom, one dead branch

The sharp point of the knife cut through the muscles and cut through the blood vessels, and bright red blood gushed out all at once.

Jiang Yuchu was frighteningly calm, with an expressionless expression.

He held an alcohol cotton ball with tweezers and slowly dipped it in the blood on Qin Xiaofeng's chest.

Lu Shijiu grabbed his wrist and called out in a low voice.

Jiang Yuchu gave him a slanted glance, there was no warmth in his eyes, it was chillingly cold.

"Stop me?"

Lu Jiujiu shook his head and looked into his eyes, "No matter what you do, I will help you, but I don't want you to be tortured when you think about it later."

"Don't worry, no."

The scalpel neatly sliced ​​through the muscles, cut open the ligaments, cut off the pleura, opened the pericardium, and exposed the beating apex of the heart.

Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to stab into his heart without hesitation, Lu Shijiu almost raised his heart in his throat, and blurted out a word.

"If you are not a good look, you are a good doctor!"

Sure enough, as soon as this sentence was finished, he saw his brother's eyes change, it was no longer so cold and indifferent, but a little hesitant, a little struggling, and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

——Mom just asks you in the future, even if you can't help the world, you have to have a clear conscience in curing diseases and saving lives.

——Remember, son, if you are not a good looker, you are a good doctor.

The scalpel was hanging, and the tip of the knife was trembling. Jiang Yuchu's hands were also shaking, as if he was fighting against some unknown force, and a little cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

Lu Shijiu took the scalpel in his hand, then observed Jiang Yuchu's expression, carefully took off his medical gloves, and stood by the side from beginning to end until Jiang Yuchu seemed to wake up from a dream , called nineteen, and he finally exhaled the breath hanging in his throat.

When Lu Jiujiu re-stitched Qin Xiaofeng, his palms were covered in cold sweat, and his heart was beating wildly.

Qin Xiaofeng couldn't help being frightened, he was just a dude, he fought for his father all the way since he was a child, he never suffered any hardships, he didn't suffer any crimes.

When the scalpel really cut through the skin on his chest, he was terrified and felt that he was going to die in the next second.

The pulling sensation during suturing was so clear, so clear that every second was endless, he passed out in pain, and then woke up again, so repeatedly, it was extremely painful.

The ventilator was humming, and the temperature of his breath bouncing off the mask was so clear, but he just couldn't open his eyes or move his muscles.

He clearly felt that he was sliding into the abyss of death.

When he was able to open his eyes and speak, he had completely lost his original appearance, almost tearing up, and the pain of the surgical incision could no longer be controlled, and he wanted to burst everything like a bean.

This prodigal son is not very capable, but the disasters he has encountered are getting bigger and bigger, and finally he got to the point of selling drugs, taking drugs, and even killing people.

And all this was well concealed by the Qin family.

When he was addicted to drugs, an elder brother gave him an address and asked him to check it. He suspected that there was a note between them. If the parents of this note can be controlled first, maybe they can get back.

But Qin Xiaofeng, this useless thing, directly took the life of his mother.

He was such a tree with a crooked neck and immediately panicked, and hurried home with a pale face. Mr. Qin was furious immediately, and hurriedly sent him abroad, claiming to study abroad. Squeeze this thing down.

Father Jiang doesn't even have a place to redress his grievances.

In 2017, criminal case No. 140 of the final trial in Zhuoran City was tampered with from beginning to end, and Qin Xiaofeng never appeared in the drug dealer's confession from beginning to end.

The old man of the Qin family guaranteed that the family members of the drug traffickers would have no worries about food and clothing in the future. As long as Qin Xiaofeng was not allowed to come out, if anyone disobediently said the word Qin Xiaofeng, it would definitely not end with a simple death penalty.

Thus, Mother Jiang's life just disappeared without a sound.

No one will ask.

After Jiang Yuchu listened quietly, she suddenly smiled lowly, turned off the camera, and sent the recorded content to Dou Meng without hesitation.

Lu Shijiu called him all over, and when the other party looked over, his eyes were too cold, as if nothing in this world could arouse his emotions any more.

People rely on feelings to maintain, without dear ones, life is tantamount to death.

Lu Shijiu grabbed Jiang Yuchu and tentatively pulled him into his arms.

"Brother, there is me."

Jiang Yuchu didn't struggle, but he didn't move either.

He just waited quietly, not knowing what he was waiting for, but no matter what Lu Shijiu said, he couldn't hear him at all.

Physicians do not heal themselves.

The person Qin Xiaofeng wants to investigate is him.

What he had been fearing all along had come true, that he had indirectly caused his mother's death.

Everything he experienced after meeting Gu Changze was ultimately a mistake.

It would be fine if you didn't join the special situation from the beginning to the end.

It would be great if I never knew Gu Changze from the beginning to the end.

Atonement, this is for atonement.

Jiang Yuchu said softly, as if talking to himself.

"Deal with the problem first, then the emotion."

Lu Shijiu's heart skipped a beat, and he hugged him even tighter.

"When you woke up, you said you were robbed by me, you were a victim, remember?"

Jiang Yuchu whispered in his ear, before Lu Shijiu could say anything, he felt dizzy, unable to support his body, and fell limp.

The last thing I saw in my field of vision was the half-drinked bottle of water.

Lu Nineteen's lips moved.

You lied to me again.

Jiang Yuchu caught his limp body and stroked his back just like before, over and over again.

"Nineteen," Jiang Yuchu glanced at Qin Xiaofeng's direction, "If the shortcomings of reality can be made up for by dreaming, maybe I won't be so world-weary."

He picked him up, spread the sterile drapes on the floor, and let go of his fingers that were still clinging tightly to his clothes.

Go to sleep, wake up and everything is over.

The butterfly/butterfly/knife in his hand is extra heavy at this time.

In fact, this knife also has a name called Shengxie.

At that time, my father said with a smile: "'Ou Ye was inspired by the spirit of heaven and learned his skills. He made three major punishments and two minor punishments. Juque.' Three long and two short. The short one is called Shengxie, and the other is fish intestines. Would you like to choose one? Is the one in our hand a knife or a sword? Is it a foreign thing? But it’s also a combination of Chinese and Western.”

At that time Jiang Yuchu had just started learning knives.

It is said that Shengxie is a broken sword. For every inch cast, Xie grows three points, so only half of it is cast, but the evil spirit is already awe-inspiring.

He didn't know why, but he had an unusual liking for this name inexplicably.

Jiang Yuchu got up and walked towards Qin Xiaofeng.

Footsteps came from downstairs, orderly, powerful, and neat.

The tip of the butterfly/butterfly/knife slashed back and forth on Qin Xiaofeng's neck.

Someone broke in, armed to the teeth.

The lineup is quite big.

Jiang Yuchu grinned at the first person who rushed in.

The living are always in sympathy, but the dead are magnanimous.

He raised his chin slightly, as if expressing disdain for the people, things, and things in front of him. The golden sunlight of the morning light jumped on the tips of his curly hair, and the firmness in his eyes was almost cruel.

"Jiang Yuchu!"

"do not move!"

"Xiao Chu!"

Several voices sounded at the same time, some broke, and some changed their tune.

Panicked, nervous.

After a gunshot, everything was silent.

Gu Changze's mind went blank for a moment, and he couldn't hear anything. He watched Jiang Yuchu's knife cut through Qin Xiaofeng's artery, and the blood sprayed directly splashed on the ceiling, exploding a bewitching flower of blood.

The somewhat slender figure seemed to have been hit hard by something, and then a flower bloomed on his chest, dazzling red, so red that his liver and gallbladder were split.

The knife fell to the ground with a clang, and the person also fell down slowly.

A heart-piercing roar sounded, and Gu Changze rushed over, covering the blood that was still bubbling out with his hands without thinking.

"Ambulance! Ambulance!"

The people in his vision were blurred, and Jiang Yuchu couldn't hear clearly.

He always felt that his life was picked.

When he was kidnapped, if Lu Shijiu hadn't blocked the knife for him, and if Gu Liwen hadn't saved his life in the end, he would have been dead.

The piercing pain hit, and the burning sensation wanted to penetrate the chest, and all this was more like a relief.

I finally paid back the life of the Gu family, and owed nothing to anyone.

He looked at the bloody flowers on the ceiling, and smiled with understanding and relief.

Gu Changze's anxious voice did not enter his world.

Jiang Yuchu opened his mouth, and blood gushed out, flowing down his pale skin to his neck, and flowing warmly onto Gu Changze's hands.

He moved his lips slightly, and said three words silently and with difficulty——

hypocritically.

The ruptured wound, in the end, rotted into carrion.

The price a person gets after being a fool many times is an experience, and this experience is to know that he is a fool.

Fortunately, from the beginning to the end, he didn't put on the ring again, and he didn't become that fool.

Gu Changze picked up Jiang Yuchu with trembling hands, staggered on his feet, his heart was piercing and his heart was broken, his lips were trembling, and he muttered, don't be afraid.

Gu Changan turned around suddenly with red eyes, and shouted: "Who the hell fired the shot! Didn't you not be able to shoot under any circumstances!? Are you deaf!"

Someone slapped his gun away, turned him around regardless of his resistance, and pointed at Gu Changze.

"Gu team."

Gu Changan was completely stunned.

It seems that someone once said: One day, you will kill me with your own hands.

Now, it's true.

The author has something to say: It's over, I think it's BE.

Jiang Yuchu never believed in Gu Changze TAT

The part about the ring didn’t feel like I wrote it myself, but Xiaojiang really never thought about wearing it, and then I relayed it.

It's like... like they are alive, and the plot direction is not controlled by the incompetent writer.

The wound was too deep, even if healed, the wound will always be there, Jiang Yuchu will always remember the pain, so he will be afraid, so he is unwilling to accept it, so from the beginning, he didn't expect much from Gu Changze, If there is no expectation, there will be no disappointment. When the fact happens, you will say "ah, he really is like this, he really can't believe it."

It's so uncomfortable, I can't do it. This is the feeling of myocardial infarction.

Is it because I abused a little bit...

The main character is dead, let's go to sleep, this paragraph was actually written a long time ago.It's still hard to fix it again.

The groundhog growled, ah! ! !Why did I write this article to find abuse for myself.

In addition: Clotho is the patron saint of fate, the daughter of Jupiter and Themis, the former represents supreme power, and the latter represents absolute fairness.Clotho was born with the divine power to control the fate of the world.