Can't Escape in Youth: Youth

a sound.

Wan Shijing saw Miao Zaiqing, and she walked towards him.

"What's going on? Why did Wan Xin get into a car accident?"

The sharp voice and distorted face are completely opposite to the gentle and beautiful appearance that Miao Zaiqing had seen before.

Normally, Miao Zaiqing wouldn't bother to care about it.

But, it's different now, she is Wan Xin's relative, he can understand what happened.

Miao Zaiqing numbly and mechanically told the story of what happened.

After listening, Wan Jing pointed to his nose and said nothing, sentence after sentence without repetition.

Not only scolded Miao Zaiqing, but also scolded Wan Xin.

Call them both sick.

Wan Yong on the side interrupted, with an air of calm and prestige, "Okay."

Wan Jing's eyes were red from scolding, and she sat sullenly on the seat that was two seats away from Miao Zaiqing.

At this time, a doctor came out, but no one cared, because during this period, more than one doctor and nurse had come in and out.

"Miao Zaiqing's family."

A few people rushed to the doctor like a bow full of arrows.

The doctor was wearing a mask, but there were obvious red bloodshots in his eyes, and his words were also full of exhaustion, "The patient has been rescued, the operation has been completed, but the condition is critical, and he has been sent to the intensive care unit. You have to be mentally prepared.”

Hearing this, Wan Jing suddenly felt a buzzing in his head, and his body shook involuntarily, and Wan Yong's assistant hurriedly supported him.

"Can I visit you?"

Wan Yong looked calm on the face, but what he said betrayed him. After all, it was his own son. Even Wan Jing could not stand up to the words, not to mention how could he not be moved as a father. .

"Not yet."

Wan Xin let out a long sigh of relief, and then the doctor took Wan Yong to the office, presumably to talk about Wan Xin's condition in detail.

Miao Zaiqing and Wan Jing both wanted to follow, but were stopped by Wan Yong's eyes.

At that glance, it was so cold that it made people feel like they were in the icy and snowy day of the twelfth lunar month.

Wan Yong went in for more than half an hour before coming out. When he appeared in front of people again, he seemed to be a different person. His whole body was more lethargic than an eggplant beaten by frost, and his eyes were still red.

Miao Zaiqing didn't know who Wan Yong was, but the other two people present knew it very well.

One of the top [-] companies, Wan's shareholder and CEO, and a strong man from the army.

When had he ever appeared in front of people with such a gesture.

Wan Jing and the assistant felt a little bit of a shock at the same time, and they both leaned over.

"elder brother."

"Mr. Wan."

"What did the doctor say?" Wan Jing asked.

Wan Yong didn't speak, just raised his hand, and the assistant hurriedly supported him knowingly, one step at a time.

What did the doctor say that made this man unable to even walk.

After Wan Yong sat down, he waved his hand, indicating that he wanted to be quiet.

Seeing this, the assistant took Wan Jing and Miao Zaiqing away.

The assistant led them to the entrance of the hospital. Miao Zaiqing was covered in blood, causing passers-by to turn their heads frequently.

They were going to the coffee shop, Miao Zaiqing's current appearance was obviously very inappropriate, not to mention he didn't want to go.

He exchanged contact information with his assistant and urged him repeatedly.

No, it is a prayer.

Pray again and again, if there is any situation, you must inform him.

"It's troublesome."

Miao Zaiqing returned to the B&B with two backpacks and cameras, and the appearance of being covered in blood also attracted the B&B staff couldn't help but come up and ask a few words.

Miao Zaiqing didn't have the mood to pay attention to others, but went straight back to the room.

After entering the bathroom, Miao Zaiqing took off the bloody clothes and trousers one by one, the water flowed down the body, and the ground was red again.

While washing, Miao Zaiqing suddenly rushed to the toilet.

Spit out a bunch of water.

He hadn't eaten all day and couldn't vomit.

After taking a shower, Miao Zaiqing lay quietly on the bed in a daze.

Another car accident.

Another car accident.

Dad died in a car accident, and now Wan Xin is still in a car accident.

Endless car accidents.

Thinking about it, Miao Zaiqing gradually fell asleep.

This day, he was very tired.

The sky has darkened.

The assistant was Wan Yong, who was found in the stairwell. He used to be a strong man, but now his shoulders were slumped, and there was smoke all over his feet.

"Mr. Wan."

Wan Yong didn't move or make a sound.

The assistant stood quietly aside for a long while.

"Do you think he will survive?" The voice was faint, as if it came from the original.

"This kid Wan Xin has always been strong. He will definitely survive. Mr. Wan, take care of your health."

The assistant helped Wan Yong get up, "I just went to the intensive care unit to ask, but there is no news."

"No news is good news."

The assistant nodded, "Then let's go to the hotel, Miss Wan has already passed, it's nearby."

"Let's go."

31, 31

Who would have thought that so many things could happen in just one day.

No one can think of it.

Well, it just happened.

Miao Zaiqing refunded the homestay that Wan Xin booked, probably because he looked too scary the day before, so when he went to refund, the girl at the front desk didn't say anything, and simply refunded the money for the next few days.

Miao Zaiqing used the money to find a cheap hotel to stay with Wan Xin and her luggage.

Those dirty bloody clothes were thrown away by Miao Zaiqing, but the backpack and camera were not. He scrubbed them clean and hung them up to dry.

The weather is still hot, and Miao Zaiqing will go to the hospital every morning, noon and evening to stay for a while.

Sometimes it's an hour, sometimes it's two hours, sometimes it's a whole day.

He was worried, he was afraid that if there were any accidents, the assistant would not be able to notify him.

On the third day at around three o'clock in the morning, Miao Zaiqing's cell phone rang.

Almost at the moment of the sound, he sat up like a frightened bird.

At this time, there was only one person on the phone.

Miao Zaiqing hurriedly picked up the phone, held her breath, "Hello."

"Wan Xin's condition is not very good, do you want to come to the hospital?"

The assistant's words were like a thunderbolt, which exploded in his heart, and then the pain was severe.

Will not.

Wan Xin will not.

He is such a good person, no way.

The empty streets were silent and, no doubt, free of cars.

Miao Zaiqing ran desperately to the hospital. Normally he would have to walk for half an hour, but he arrived there in 10 abrupt minutes.

The Wan family brothers and sisters were sitting on the chairs beside them, their faces were very ugly, they just took a look and then looked away.

Miao Zaiqing panted heavily and rushed to the assistant, "How is it?"

"Rescue."

"How long?"

"Almost an hour."

Miao Zaiqing nodded, didn't ask any more questions, stepped aside, and stood by the window.

Time is tough.

It was the second time that Miao Zaiqing saw a nurse go in with the red liquid in her arms.

His eye sockets were sore and his temples were throbbing. He couldn't help but think of the time when he and Wan Xin met for the first time.

"Hello."

There was a smile on the boy's face, and there was warmth between his brows and eyes.

The sky outside the window gradually brightened, and the sky in the distance showed a little gold.

Finally, after many nurses in and out, there was a doctor.

The doctor said that it has been rescued, and then it is almost the same as before.

After that, Wan Yong was called away again.

Miao Zaiqing ate a simple breakfast at the entrance of the hospital, sat for a while after returning to the hospital, and then returned to the hotel.

The city is beautiful and full of enthusiasm.

However, what happened here made people lose enthusiasm at all.

It has been a full ten days, and apart from going to the intensive care unit to sit for a while every day, there is no news from inside.

In the past few days, Wan Yong has invited all kinds of doctors, men and women, both domestic and foreign.

Wan Xin didn't know the specific conclusion, but seeing Wan Yong's still gloomy face, he probably guessed it.

Wanxin, Wanxin.

Miao Zaiqing didn't know how many times she called Wan Xin's name in her heart.

Wan Xin, you must survive this test.

You bring light and hope and you can't just let it go, your friends, your family, will be sad.

In an unfamiliar city, Miao Zaiqing took a familiar road, the way to and from the hospital and hotel every day, he can walk there with his eyes closed now.

Time passed day by day, Wan Xin was in the intensive care unit for No. 17 days, and his college entrance examination scores came down.

At that time, Miao Zaiqing was not in any mood. He opened the webpage calmly, entered the test number calmly, and looked at his score calmly.

629.

The credit for this score is due to Wan Xin, who tirelessly lectured him on the topic over and over again, found information for him, and led him to improve.

Thinking of the young man who was sitting beside Yan Yan back then, now in that kind of place, fighting desperately with the god of death, Miao Zaiqing's eyes inevitably felt a little bit astringent.

Miao Zaiqing came to the hospital again, he wanted to see Wan Xin, and begged the doctor for a long time, but the doctor didn't agree.

In the end, he handed over the important items of Wan Xin sorted out to Wan Yong.

"Uncle, if there is a situation, please tell me."

Wan Yong took the things, patted Miao Zaiqing's bone-thin shoulder, and said nothing.

Miao Zaiqing has returned to City A, and when his score is down, he has to fill out a volunteer.

After getting the enrollment brochure, Tian Ziping asked a few more questions.

"What university do you want to apply for?"

Miao Zaiqing didn't think too much about it, he just wanted to fill out the volunteer application and go home quickly.

"The capital police."

Tian Ziping frowned, looked Miao Zaiqing up and down, "You go to my office to weigh it first."

Miao Zaiqing probably knew what it was for, so he followed suit.

On the road.

"The seedlings are green."

The sound was so loud that Miao Zaiqing could hear the noise around her.

he looked back