nebula story

"Ma'am, do you really want to bring this man home?" the driver in his 50s, Lao Pan, parked the plain black low-key military vehicle in the garage on the side of the villa.

This is an elegant villa located in a scenic area outside the capital city, surrounded by beautiful scenery and few people. It was already night, and the warm light came out from the foyer, reflecting on the surrounding wooden fences. Wild roses were fragrant and blooming all over the walls. Swaying in the wind and rain in the night.

The old driver followed the gentle-faced middle-aged woman in front of him, and reached out to pick up a sleepy teenager from the open rear compartment door.Under the dark night, the man remained motionless, and the mottled bloodstains on his body were shocking.

Holding a bloody coat in her hand, the woman said softly to her old driver: "Then what do you say? Do you have to call the police?"

"Of course it should." The loyal old driver's face was quite disapproving, "This person's origin is unknown, and the injury is not light. I think he is a little bastard in a street fight. What kind of status is our family? Come back?"

"But...he begged me, and I agreed." The middle-aged woman smiled distressedly, wearing a light blue silk suit, with a string of halo and warm pearls on her slender neck, against her snow-white skin, It is truly elegant and moving.

If you look closely, there are very fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and she doesn't look young anymore.But at a glance, because of her slender figure and gentle eyes, it is easy for people to ignore her age.

"Ma'am, you are always like this!" The old driver said seriously with dissatisfaction.

The slender and curved eyebrows frowned, and the beautiful middle-aged woman thought of the sudden situation tonight with a little headache.When the vehicle was driving on a road that must be passed home, a crooked figure suddenly appeared in Xiechali. If the driver, Lao Pan, hadn't braked in time, there would have been an accident.

Under the dim light, the thin young man fell to the ground, forced himself to look up at her, full of panic and helplessness, and begged in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Can... can you give me a ride?" Woolen cloth?"

Ordinarily, it should be very absurd, but looking at those gentle and harmless eyes, she suddenly felt soft-hearted and opened the car door.

Who would have known that just as this young man got into the car, his bloodstained body was exposed under the headlights, and he passed out in the back seat in embarrassment?

At that time, she exclaimed, and the driver in front, Lao Pan, hurried over to help.It didn't seem that the drowsiness was very deep, and the boy quickly woke up in the carriage for a while.When he heard that the driver, Lao Pan, insisted on calling the police or sending him to the hospital, his expression became strange. After saying "sorry" again in a low voice, he pushed open the door hard and was about to struggle to jump out of the car.

But where does he have physical strength?She climbed out of the car almost half-moving and half-falling, and almost hit an oncoming vehicle in a dazed way. If she hadn't caught her quickly with her hands and eyes, she might have been hit and killed on the spot!

"Son, let's take you to the hospital and not call the police, okay?" She looked at the blood mottled on the boy's body, and guessed something in her heart.

The brave and ruthless young man is the age most prone to impulsiveness and mistakes. He must have been involved in some street violence, right?

"No, no, please. I don't want to go to the hospital..." The boy's dark eyes were like a dying deer, shining wetly, "You can either let me go, or take me away Here... please, just don't go to the hospital..."

I have to say that those two repeated "please" are so close to despair that it makes people's heart tremble.What's more, this is just a teenager who looks younger than her daughter.

A kind of hidden deep maternal love quietly surged in the bottom of my heart, hitting the heart of this kind woman.She hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded slightly: "Okay, I promise you."

Now that such a sentence has been uttered, it seems that there is no way out, so that after carrying this strange young man who was unconscious again into the car, even if she finds something again, she can't make any further regrets.

Yes, there is something else about this young man that makes people feel extremely uneasy.

shackles!

Under the cover of the dirty sleeves, there was half a pair of shackles on one side of his right hand, and a small piece of severely damaged chain hung down around his slender wrist.

A young criminal who escaped from the police station, or a bad boy who was lynched in a dark society?

"Old Pan, help me carry him to the guest room, and then call Dr. Lin, okay?" She smiled apologetically, "I think the child's condition is a bit bad, and simple hemostasis may not work."

"Ma'am, do you really want to do this?" Old Pan said resentfully, holding Chesu carefully, hesitantly dawdling by the stairs leading to the second floor, "I think it's better to send him to the hospital."

"Okay, let's wait for Dr. Lin to take a look. If it's really too serious and the hospital can't treat it, can I change my mind?" The woman said softly, her black eyes had a peaceful and reassuring magic power.

She took off her elegant dress neatly, changed into home clothes, and soon appeared in the guest room on the second floor with a simple family medicine kit.

On the bed in the tidy guest room, the boy lay motionless in a large sheet of snow, fearing that the blood on his body would stain the bed sheet, the driver Lao Pan carefully put a bath towel under it first.

In the middle of the oversized bath towel, the boy's black hair was extremely long, messily scattered on one side, and his thin figure looked pitifully weak.

"Old Pan, I'm sorry for keeping you up so late." The woman rolled up her sleeves and began to help Chesu stop the bleeding and bandage herself.The boy's shirt had already been tied by himself to stop the bleeding. He only had a small vest on his body, with his shoulders and arms exposed.

Gently undoing the bloody cloth strip tied around his forearm, a vague blood hole appeared in front of him.

It was on the forearm, and it seemed that a small piece of muscle had been gouged out by something sharp, and there was an old injury under the shoulder blade on his body that was obviously not healed.It was a circular brand with some unclear patterns on the edge, but there was a small pink scar in the center, which seemed to be tender flesh that had just grown.

"Look, he's a bad boy, right? What kind of tattoo did he learn, and he got a big seal on his body!" Lao Pan grumbled angrily, muttering in his heart: Under the bright light, it is clear that this boy's face is extraordinarily beautiful, and he is completely obedient. He looks like a boy, but why can't he learn it well?

After wringing out a hot towel, he roughly wiped Chesu's dirty body.When he lifted the vest and touched his chest, Chesu, who was in a coma, suddenly flinched slightly, and let out a faint moan of pain from his dry lips.

With a cry of "Oops", Lao Pan was taken aback, and hurriedly threw away the towel: "Madam, no! I think this child may have internal injuries!"

She shook her head in a good-tempered manner. The woman's long hair was draped over her shoulders. The original bun had been loosened, and it was black and shiny like a girl: "Okay, you go to the door and wait for Dr. Lin, I will come by myself."

Without resting her hands, she has quickly completed a series of wound debridement, hemostasis and bandaging. Taking the towel from Lao Pan's hand, she gently wiped Chesu's exposed skin clean. The water basin was already bright red.

After all, the female's movements were gentle and delicate. Compared with Lao Pan's rough hands and feet, the boy on the bed did not groan obviously. Although his pale face was still haggard, it was not as gray as before.

But what she can do is limited after all, and soon, the initial treatment and bandages have been done, she tidied up her surroundings, and opened the wooden window that hadn't been opened in time, the cool breeze that was still cool during the day had already become strong, blowing There was a soft creaking sound from the wooden windows, mixed with the sound of the rain outside, it was bleak.

"Wake up, child, can you hear me!" There was a gentle slap on the face, and a voice kept calling out to my ears.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and his vision blurred for a while.Chesu opened his eyes slightly, and stared blankly at the strange man in front of him.

"Come on, turn around." The man in the white doctor's robe encouraged, and signaled in harmony, "Yes, that's it, okay. Take another deep breath—"

He obediently took a breath, and immediately felt a sharp pain in his chest.Chesu flinched impatiently, closed his eyes in an evasive way, and wanted to fall asleep again.

"Don't sleep, wake up." Another soft female voice whispered in the ear, which seemed a little familiar... Palace doctor, maid?

Have you returned to the royal bedroom of His Royal Highness Fern?Yes, it must be.

He let out a long sigh of relief. For many days, his nerves, which were as tense as a bowstring full of bows, suddenly broke with a "snap", and extreme relaxation and fatigue surged up together, quickly engulfing him.Pushing his eyes almost unconsciously, he followed the doctor's instructions and took another deep breath.

At the end of the suction, the chest wall was covered with a thick cotton pad, and the side lying on the back began to be tightly wrapped with a wide tape.

"Come on, breathe slowly, does it hurt badly?"

Nodding in a daze, Chesu realized that several ribs in his chest were probably broken.When the shocking jump fell, although the huge impact was damped by the rope, it still couldn't land safely.

After rolling, there was a sharp pain in the chest immediately, and the old bone fracture that had been there before finally showed its fangs, unceremoniously showing some color to the owner who had been abusing it.

"Come on, endure the pain and try to cough. If there is sputum, be sure to spit it out." The doctor looked at him encouragingly.Yiyan coughed, and Chesu's voice was unusually hoarse.

"Fortunately, there doesn't seem to be any foreign matter blocking the airway." Putting him on the bed, he injected a tube of analgesic injection under his ribs accurately and deftly, and the doctor put away the equipment he brought with him.

Standing up, he smiled and said to the middle-aged woman who had been nervous all the time: "Mrs. Lin, don't worry so much. Although two ribs are broken, the young man has good recovery ability, and he can almost heal within a few weeks at most.—— As for the trauma, you have already bandaged it well, so I don’t think it’s necessary to take it apart and start over.”

"Okay, I'm sorry to bother you to come here so late." Mrs. Lin nodded apologetically, then glanced at the half pair of broken handcuffs on Chesu's wrist, and said tentatively, "Here, can you have one in your hand? Is it an open instrument?"

Looking at the broken handcuffs, the doctor who has served the family for more than ten years shook his head calmly: "I can't open them."

It was obviously a precision electronic shackle specially made by the military, and the semi-old wound on the young man's shoulder was also a piercing wound from a hot wire gun.And the military background of this family, it is normal for such a strange patient to appear, right?

It's just a little strange why the lady was alarmed to take care of it herself.But as smart and cautious as he is, he also knows that he should keep his mouth shut when necessary.

After leaving the prescription and doctor's order and leaving, Mrs. Lin returned to the guest room, and the person on the bed had fallen into a deep sleep or coma again under the dual effects of sedatives and painkillers.

Gently covering him with a thin summer quilt, Mrs. Lin finally yawned lightly, stood up and rubbed her sore waist.

Age began to be relentless, first leaving a faint etching in the corner of the eye, and then asking for the accumulated debts owed when I was young.The root cause of the disease from childbirth when I was young is always aching on cloudy and rainy days, and it gets worse and worse.When her eyes fell on the small crib covered with a white sheet in the corner of the room, she suddenly felt a piercing pain, and her world was spinning for a while.

If the child who died young could live to this day, he should be as old as this child.He should also have such a pair of beautiful dark eyes, and a head of soft black hair, similar to his heroic sister.

She was dazed in the sound of the rapid wind and rain outside the window, and crystal tears slowly poured out, and after a long time, they finally dripped down in clusters and hit the bedside.