North to Hanchuan

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

After being hit by electric shocks again and again, Ji Hanchuan's body bounced up and down heavily.

The emergency room was in chaos.

"Stop breathing!"

"heart stop!"

"Blood pressure continues to be 0—"

"Dean Chen, it's too late, the patient has already..."

"The pupils are fixed!"

"The rescue took more than 45 minutes, Dean..."

Chen Lun was exhausted and helpless: "Notify the family."

"Bang!" The door of the emergency room was knocked open, and Ji Ningsheng rushed in dragging Gu Hengbei.

A nurse was about to cover the man's body with a white cloth, but the pale scene splashed red like blood in Ji Ningsheng's eyes.

Gu Hengbei paused.

"Xiao Chuan!" Ji Ningsheng threw himself on the bed, his voice broke completely, and he was heart-piercing, "I brought you Gu Hengbei! Didn't you just come back to find him? He is here now, why don't you open your eyes?" Open your eyes and see, you can't just die like this, wake up, look, what is it that you are dead now? Are you willing, Xiao Chuan, wake up..."

The contents of Ji Ningsheng's call sign made the rescuers in the room look at each other, some were surprised, some were embarrassed, but no one could speak.

Gu Hengbei himself was surprisingly calm, he looked at Cang Huaiming questioningly.

Cang Huaiming nodded to him with a dignified and helpless expression.

Ji Hanchuan died.

When these five words came to mind, Gu Hengbei's mind went blank for a moment.

When many people mentioned Ji Hanchuan to him, Gu Hengbei would laugh and say "I think he is dead", or "I hope he dies", but that is to say, Ji Hanchuan is really dead, and Gu Hengbei at this moment Bei couldn't afford the idea of ​​gloating and rejoicing.

There was a little coldness in his heart, and a little tingling pain, like a very thin ice thorn piercing his heart, but the feeling was very short-lived. As the ice thorn melted, the coolness and pain slowly faded away. Slow and light.

In the end, there was only a faint sigh: Ah, Ji Hanchuan is dead.

No matter how much, it seems, there is no more.

As Gu Hengbei approached slowly, Ji Hanchuan's body could be seen at a glance.

He lay there pale and cold, lifeless, his face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of lime, cold and solidified, like any person who had lost vital signs that Gu Hengbei was used to.

Gu Hengbei bent down and pulled out the cannula inserted into Ji Hanchuan's body one by one.

"What are you doing? What are you doing!" Ji Ningsheng, with tears on his face, stopped Gu Hengbei's hand ferociously and frantically, "Why did you pull out these tubes? Are you going to kill Xiao Chuan!"

"He's dead," Gu Hengbei said softly, but every word was clear and cold, "Ji Ningsheng, your brother is dead, you should give him some last respect."

"He didn't die! He won't die! How could he die! He's only 27 years old, he's only 27 years old, he worked so hard, worked so hard to climb up, and finally got everything, how could he die ..."

Ji Ningsheng shook his head wildly, "No, Xiao Chuan, you haven't got what you want, you can't just die like this, why are you willing to die like this..."

Ji Ningsheng's voice seemed to be soaked with blood, and every scream was like a sharp weapon cutting someone's eardrum. He didn't know where he got so much strength. Gu Hengbei, who was nearly 10 centimeters taller than him, was actually pulled by him. Kneeling on the ground.

"Gu Hengbei! You call him, you tell him not to die, he listens to you, he won't die when he hears you, Gu Hengbei, call him..."

"He is dead……"

"No!!"

"he died!"

"He is not dead!!!"

Gu Hengbei supported the side of the bed to stabilize his wobbly figure, Ji Ningsheng's almost crazy state made him angry and irritable:

"Ji Ningsheng! Ji Hanchuan is dead, don't you fucking understand what it means to die? He can't..."

Gu Hengbei suddenly stared at the back of his hand!

A cold and curled little finger lightly slid on the back of Gu Hengbei's hand, just scratching the surface, but Gu Hengbei really felt it.

At the same moment Cang Huaiming shouted ecstatically:

"Electrocardiometer...the patient has a heartbeat!"

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"Body temperature 39°2, blood pressure 75, heart rate 50, nerve reflexes are normal..."

In the 2603 ward, the instruments were running tick-tock. The nurses reported the patient's physical signs to the doctor. The doctor made medical orders from time to time. Everyone kept their voices very low, as if to avoid disturbing the patients. His eyes clearly fell on Gu Hengbei who was sitting expressionlessly beside the hospital bed with curiosity and embarrassment. He glanced, glanced, glanced again, and glanced again.

Even though you are all experienced medical staff, today's scene is a bit too bizarre.

If Dean Chen hadn't personally issued the password, I'm afraid that the urban anecdote in the emergency room of the Third Hospital that "the dead sensed the call of the former lover to come back to life, and the lover in a coma can't leave the bed for half a step" would become popular in an instant. .

Not to mention that the "dead" was the famous Ji Hanchuan.

Gu Hengbei felt a kind of unreal absurdity of being fooled.

If it wasn't because he himself was a professional brain doctor, he would have thought it was Ji Hanchuan and played him like a fool.

As long as he tries to leave the chair next to the hospital bed, the instruments connected to Ji Hanchuan's body that are operating step by step will make a heart-piercing sound, and all the doctors and nurses will look at him imploringly, and clasped their hands together to beg He, Ji Ningsheng stared at him more like a thief.

"Hengbei," Cang Huaiming said in a low voice, "these 24 hours are the most important, you bear with it, if he can survive, he will be out of danger, we are all doctors..."

Gu Hengbei was so angry that he almost gritted his back molars: "I want to release water!"

Cang Huaiming looked around in embarrassment: "Then I let the ladies avoid it?"

Jia Yuan cleverly took the medical potty and placed it at Gu Hengbei's feet, and then all the women really went out together.

Gu Hengbei was irritable: "Fuck!"

Gu Hengbei sat here from dawn to sunset, and then to nightfall, when the city was shrouded in lights.

His heart also went from the sky-shattering and earth-shattering sparks at the beginning to the later heart that is calm and loveless.

He realized many years ago that whenever Ji Hanchuan appeared in Gu Hengbei's world, he would always bring dust and smoke everywhere.

They are each other's stars.

When Cang Huaiming came for the last inspection, he tried to persuade Gu Hengbei:

"You can talk to him more, the patient's consciousness can perceive your existence..."

Gu Hengbei squinted at the past: "Do I still want to bring him a beautiful case?"

Cang Huaiming rubbed his nose resentfully and left.

Of course, Ji Ningsheng stayed by the bed all the time. He turned his head to look at Gu Hengbei. After Ji Hanchuan's condition stabilized, he was no longer as ferocious and crazy as before, but when he faced Gu Hengbei, his expression still had annoyance. A twist mixed with resentment:

"Xiao Chuan did not marry Ivanka, he is not Chen Shimei."

Gu Hengbei sneered as if he heard something funny.

"why are you laughing?"

Gu Hengbei rubbed his toes on the ground, and the swivel chair with wheels slid towards the window.

"Drip-drip-"

The siren of the monitor exploded instantly, and the little nurse rushed in in a panic:

"Doctor Gu, are you going to run away again, Doctor Gu?"

Gu Hengbei: "..."

The swivel chair swiveled back again, and the curve on the monitoring screen returned to normal.

This really is hell!Gu Hengbei is now full of interest in exploring Ji Hanchuan's brain, and he can't wait to cut his skull open to see if there is a tracking device installed inside!

"Isn't that enough proof?" Ji Ningsheng's voice was cold, and he couldn't tell what kind of emotion he was in. "He cares about you most in this world. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

Gu Hengbei really laughed out loud this time, but his smile was full of cold mockery:

"Ji Ningsheng, are you moved by Ji Hanchuan and yourself? You think the world should revolve around your brother and I have no objection to you, but you kidnapped me so naturally... I beg you not to always You are trying to figure me out with your own IQ, it's really fucking painful."

Ji Ningsheng clenched his fists tightly, the knuckles on the back of his hands turned white.

Gu Hengbei has always been like this, since he was young, he has been full of a sense of superiority, when he was the one who was pestering Xiao Chuan, but he always bossed him around and put on a face like a superior prince.

"So what if I kidnap you?" Ji Ningsheng sneered, "Don't you just sit here obediently and let me kidnap you?"

Gu Hengbei leaned on the armrest of the swivel chair with his elbows, covered his eyes, and was too lazy to talk to Ji Ningsheng.

In the quiet ward, there is only the low and muffled sound of the machine running.

The nurse came in to measure the blood pressure and then went out. The doctor came and rolled Ji Hanchuan's eyelids and left again. Zhu Xiaonan sent Gu Hengbei a sandwich and a box of warm milk. Xu Jin brought a food box. Hengbei didn't respond to Gu Hengbei's words, so he had no choice but to pull a chair and sit beside the bed...

Time slowly came to the second half of the night.

Gu Hengbei, Ji Ningsheng and Xu Jin were already half-conscious when the intermittent ravings sounded.

Ji Ningsheng raised his head first: "Did you hear anything? Xiao Chuan... Xiao Chuan, are you awake?"

Due to Gu Hengbei's professionalism, he first looked at the heart and brain monitoring screen, and all the indicators were normal, and then he looked at Ji Hanchuan's pale face, under the tightly closed eyelids, there were obvious outlines of eyeballs trembling rapidly.

This is... wake up?

Ji Hanchuan's chapped lips were moving slightly, and a weak voice came out from between his lips and teeth. Ji Ningsheng was ecstatic, and kept calling him:

"Xiao Chuan, you are awake! Open your eyes and see, I am my brother, Xiao Chuan..."

"Three...Gu...Frequently..."

"What did you say? Xiao Chuan, what did you say?"

"...The world... plan..."

"What did you say, Xiao Chuan?"

Ji Ning was at a loss, and Xu Jin didn't understand: "Is he... reciting poetry?"

Director Jiang was on duty at night, and he rushed over quickly, and the ward was in a hurry again.

Gu Hengbei stood by the window, his handsome and indifferent silhouette was reflected on the glass, and some unspeakable emotions slowly surged under his calm eyes.

Only Gu Hengbei knew what Ji Hanchuan was raving about.

Some things can be buried very deep if they are not mentioned, but when the thread is pulled, the muscles and bones will be exposed.

Under the abyss buried by time, all the memories that had never seen the light of day poured out from the intertwined corners. In a trance, Gu Hengbei saw the extraordinarily bright and soft moonlight mixed with the hazy yellow light in the early autumn of that year. The sieves fell from the barbed wire around the small basketball court in the east of Beijing University, and the wheels were rolling, from far to near.

That year was seventeen, the autumn leaves were falling, and the boy was dressed in white.