[CM] Paradise Nostalgia

operating room

Uriah sat on the sofa in the waiting area, his face expressionless, motionless. Garcia's worry was hidden in her eyes, the atmosphere was bad enough, she greeted Blake with a reassuring smile, whispered a few words, then turned to visit Morgan in the next ward.

Blake sorted out the complicated thoughts in her head. If Reid hadn't pushed her away at that moment, she should have been shot. She couldn't imagine that if he never had a chance to open his eyes again, he was still so young. Just like her kid Ethan.

She would rather the person lying in it be herself.

Blake whispered, "Say something, Uriah, I heard from Garcia that you haven't said a word since you got on the plane."

Uriah raised her eyes to look at her, her eyes were like two dry wells, dark and dead, without any anxiety or expectation, like a person who has lost everything but accepted death calmly, she was just waiting.

"He'll make it through." Blake couldn't help but say, "He will."

Uriah hooked the corners of his lips, seemed to smile, and said in a soft voice, "I thought about staying away from him, this job is very dangerous, I thought about the possibility that one day, someone would come and inform me that he was gone -"

At that time, she didn't grab his hand, and just watched him fall. His body had been soaked in the water for three days, and when he was found, it was beyond recognition.

It was pale.

"I'm always afraid, and I even deceive myself that as long as I stay away, I may not love anymore," Uriah said in a daze. She has been suppressed by herself for too long, and she is so exhausted that she has no energy to vent. Pain and despair are parasites , gnawing and rotting in her blood and bone marrow, the long-term torment gave her another thought, "But I was wrong, after all, who doesn't die?"

"What the hell am I afraid of?" She smiled, looking empty, which made Blake feel overwhelmed with fear. Uriah looked at the air, at nothing, and said coldly: "But he can't die in my heart." Where I can't see, even if I die, I must see it with my own eyes."

Blake was silent, she frowned, guilty and uneasy, Uriah's emotional expression was very dangerous, she didn't cry, she didn't laugh, she was even calm, this is not normal, usually relatives or lovers encounter accidents, negative emotions will dominate, Pain, helplessness, bewilderment, these are the instinctive manifestations of human beings, Uriah is too calm, this is the opposite extreme... Blake dare not think about it, many thoughts flashed through his head, messy, Reid How long has it been in the operating room, who fired the first shot at the scene of the accident, who is the insider in the police station, just one, or many, what if Reid... Uriah will do then?

"Detective?"

"How is he?"

Blake asked immediately.

"It's miraculously lucky," the doctor in a dark blue surgical suit smiled, and said slowly, "The bullet will miss another two centimeters, and it will penetrate the carotid artery, and some small blood vessels will be injured, but we have already stopped the blood. You can go see him."

"Thank goodness." Blake finally breathed a sigh of relief, Uriah stood up and followed the doctor step by step.

The clean room, the white hospital bed, the dim light, the smell of disinfectant, she paused at the door, and walked in.

Reid lay quietly on the bed, fluffy hair curled mischievously on the pillow, mouth slightly opened, looking like a child who fell asleep after playing, a little heartless.

Uriah stood by the bed, staring down at him, and after a moment she sat down, burying her wet face in his quilt, her shoulders twitching slightly.

She has already figured it out, isn't it fate? She lives only when he is alive, and if he is gone, she will also be with her.

[two hours later]

The blurred light struggled on the eyelashes, Reid blinked his eyes lightly, his eyelids fluttered slightly, he breathed lightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Hey... handsome boy, you're awake," Garcia was setting up a row of Doctor Who figurines on the small table, while Blake was sitting next to him, his voice soft, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine..." Reid replied in a low voice, with a subconscious smile on his lips, he moved his fingers, feeling as if something had been pressed by the quilt, he tilted his head, his eyes widened in astonishment.

"Shh—" Garcia smiled, eyes wide and alive, "she just fell asleep."

Reid was dumb, staring at the dark golden head without blinking, "Garcia..." His voice was low, not much louder than a mosquito, "Why is it wet there, water spilled on the bed?"

Blake couldn't help laughing, Garcia looked at the silly boy lovingly, and teased, "You can try it, maybe it's salty, or maybe it's sweet."

Reid didn't react for a while, showing a confused look.

"Okay, Blake, I don't need you here anymore, the little genius has already woken up, you can go back and help!" Garcia picked up the water glass on the table and shook it, "It just so happens that I'm so thirsty that I'm almost evaporating into a little water vapor .”

"Okay, I'm off then," Blake smiled. "Glad you're awake, Reid."

"Thank you."

"Oh, yes, let me say one more thing," Garcia blinked, and said before leaving, "Sleeping Beauty needs a prince's kiss to regain her life~"

The two of them closed the door lightly, and the ward became quiet again.The effect of the anesthesia has not yet disappeared, making people numb and tired. Reid thought about why Uriah appeared here, but gave up thinking about it in the next second. He tried to pull his arm out of the quilt. But it seemed that no matter how careful she was, it would wake her up, so she gave up this plan again.

In fact, just looking at her quietly like this also made him feel good, his whole body was warm, Reid stared at her face, she looked very gentle and well-behaved under the light, not the usual kind of cool and cold, always The way I wish to put him in my eyes.He pursed his lips and smiled silently, a lock of hair suddenly fell on her eyes, the corners of her eyes were red, and the eyelids seemed a little swollen.

Reid was stunned for a moment, recalling what Garcia said just now, two small blushes slowly appeared on his pale cheeks, a little pleasantly surprised and a little shy.

I don't know how long it took, Uriah opened his eyes suddenly, and his first reaction was to turn his head to look at Reid, he was still lying on the hospital bed, his face looked better, not as lifeless as before, Uriah looked at the time and found that I actually fell asleep for almost three hours.

She rubbed the corners of her eyes, always feeling that there was a gust of wind just now - she caught a glimpse of Reid's eyelids twitching slightly from the corner of her eye.

"Did you blow on me?"

Uriah asked in a hoarse voice, her voice was low and soft, and there was a slight smile at the end.

Reid's breathing became chaotic, and he secretly opened a small slit in his eyes. Seeing her smiling and looking at him, he was immediately discouraged, with a nervous and guilty expression on his face, "Sorry, I'm just...too boring."

The childishness he hadn't seen for a long time was so cute, Uriah felt her heart melt, and she said softly, "How long have you been awake?"

"Not long," Reid murmured, asking her, "how did you get here, I thought you were at home."

"I couldn't sleep at night, so I ran to chat with Garcia, and I didn't expect to hear that something happened to you," Uriah explained, standing up, "I'm going to wash my face, there are nutritional drinks, broth and jelly on the table, or you want to eat Anything else, I'll go buy it."

"Jelly," Reid cheered softly, his paws finally sticking out from under the covers, "my favorite~"

The moment the cold water splashed on her face, the sense of reality fully spread in her body. She turned her face sideways and let the water flow, soaking her chin, collar, and hair ends. After a few tens of seconds, she turned off the faucet and pulled He took a towel and wiped it indiscriminately, smoothing out his hair.

"How long do I have to wear this thing?" Reid expressed dissatisfaction with the neck brace, "It's ugly and stupid."

"Until the doctor says you can take it off," Uriah said grimly, seeing that he seemed a little unhappy, and added, "You're handsome."

Reid glanced at her silently, without speaking.

Uriah took the jelly from his hand, helped him tear off the lid, scooped it up with a small spoon, "Do you want to eat it?"

Reid looked at her, and there seemed to be something different, he moved his lips, reserved and restrained the joy, "I want to drink some water first."

"You are handsome, you can ask for anything." Uriah praised him without hesitation, got up and poured water for him, "Where did Garcia go?"

Just as Reid was about to answer, Garcia hurriedly opened the door and came in, looking flustered.

"Okay, I'm here! What now?" She breathed heavily, trying to calm herself down, and listened carefully to Morgan's instructions on the phone, "Wheelchair? Yes, yes, oh, it's not easy, okay, okay, I know, I can do it, Bye!"

Garcia hung up the phone and said quickly, "Uriah, we have to get Reid into a wheelchair, we can't stay here! That man, that villain is here! We have to get out of here!"

"Okay, I got it." Uriah nodded. She has encountered this kind of situation more often, and her adaptability has also greatly improved.

Reid frowned and propped himself up, he was still very weak, the wound on his neck was aching, and it was hard to lift his arms. Uriah supported his upper body, Garcia pushed the wheelchair over, and the two worked together to put Reid on it.

"He's not outside now, let's take advantage of it now!"

The three sneaked out of the ward and saw the fire alarm on the wall, and Garcia had an idea.

"Jingle Bell----"

People who heard the alarm bell came out of the ward one after another, and the scene suddenly became lively. Fishing in troubled waters is the best thing to do. Uriah is half lucky and half calm, hoping to be lucky to escape this catastrophe, but it may also cause the opposite effect, after all Garcia's dressing style is unique, and it is easier to become a target in a pile of striped hospital gowns.

"Did we dodge it?" Garcia whispered nervously.

"I don't know," Uriah said.

"Don't be afraid, we've done a good job." Reid said weakly, "He won't pick this kind of time to attack in the eyes of everyone, and judging by the current situation, he should already know that we have found him."

"Under our precautions, it's not so easy for him to do it." Uriah secretly observed the flow of people, and whispered: "If I really burn something, or the hospital will soon find out——"

"no!"

"Don't do it!"

Uriah was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to be strongly opposed by these two people, his face was a bit frustrated, "It's just a little—"

"No! It will cause trouble for others! What if I really hurt someone!" Garcia couldn't believe that Uriah was so courageous. Although she thought it was a good idea in her heart, she was a government worker anyway, so she couldn't give too much away. The people are causing trouble, "Morgan said he will be here soon, let's not create chaos."

"Garcia's right," Reid agreed seriously, glanced at her, and reminded: "Don't forget your review report."

There was a hint of smile and teasing in his eyes, Uriah turned his head away, glanced at the ceiling, the minority obeyed the majority, and had to give up.

As she expected, soon a nurse informed everyone that it was just a false alarm, and the three of them returned to the original ward and threw Reid back on the bed.

"Are you okay?" Garcia asked with some concern.

"It's okay, I just feel tired." Reid said lightly.

"Sure, you need to sleep." Garcia tucked him under the covers thoughtfully.

Uriah folded her arms, still staring indifferently at the door.

"Hey...Uriah, don't be so nervous." Reid was a little amused, lying there and staring at her side face tenderly, "Maybe that guy has already left."

Uriah frowned, feeling that things were going too smoothly, which was not in line with CM's tradition of establishing FLAG. She doesn't believe anyone now, even the doctor who walked in with a medical record and a medicine bottle felt that something was wrong all over her body. It's not pleasing to the eye.

She glanced at the doctor's badge, saw that he started to pick up the syringe to inject the medicine without saying a word, and said alertly: "He injected the medicine an hour ago, Dr. Ray."

"This is postoperative antibiotics." The doctor explained flatly.

"He has also typed this." Uriah said coldly, and took a step back calmly. There was a glass vase on the table behind her, and there were a few handsome little flowers in it.

"What's this?" Reid squinted at the label on the bottle, and ducked back, "Carbenicillin? This won't work. I'm strongly allergic to β-lactam antibiotics."

Dr. Ray picked up the medical records on the side and flipped through them perfunctorily, "It's not written in your medical records." After speaking, his hands speeded up, and he even recklessly injected into the infusion tube.

"What are you doing!" Reid's face changed, and he hurriedly tore off the needle tube in his hand. Before seeing it in time, he raised his hand and "slapped" the needle tube off his hand.

Uriah had grasped the vase by the neck, the base seemed thick, her face was expressionless.

The fake doctor quickly bent down to pick up the needle with a cold face, revealing the handle of the gun tucked into his belt.

"Watch out! He's got a gun—"

It was just a simple action, maybe within a second, the glass bottle was hit on the head and unfortunately shattered, icy water splashed in all directions, flower branches and pieces of glass fell to the ground.

Reid and Garcia were so frightened that their hearts stopped for a moment, but Uriah didn't even breathe irregularly, his movements were crisp and neat, and his heart was ruthless. He didn't care whether he was dead or alive when he was lying on the ground.

"God, god, god, my god—" Garcia gasped, clutching her chest, panicked, "what's wrong with him? Is he dead?"

"Gun! Take the gun away first!" Reid shouted anxiously, not having time to analyze Uriah's abnormality.

Uriah immediately squatted down to touch the gun, because she was unusually calm and cautious, she caught the slightest abnormality, and almost threw the gun in her hand away when the killer grabbed her arm, with a loud "bang" , she was lifted up and fell into a pile of medical instruments.

"Uriah—" Reid stared helplessly, almost heartbroken, "don't hurt her!"

The killer here ran towards the gun quickly, and Uriah on the other side climbed up holding the monitor as if he didn't feel any pain, his head was full of blood, it was too late to chase, she thought, and then without thinking about anything, she rushed over and hugged Reid .

"boom----"

"Do not----"

Uriah's whole body shook, Reid's face was pale, his body trembled, he was terrified and desperate, he couldn't breathe.

"No, no—you can't—"

The blood on her head was stained on his face, a terrible scarlet, Reid begged helplessly, repeating it over and over again, obviously her body was warm, but he was like falling into a cellar of ice, his mind was blank.

Until Garcia said with tears and trembling: "It's okay, Reid, she's okay, we're okay...she just passed out...God...I shot...I can't hear what I said... "

Morgan, who arrived a little later, and the terrified doctor rushed in to check the situation. The female doctor in front of him didn't know what he was talking about. It was Morgan who forcefully opened his arm and repeated word by word, "She's fine, listen Is that clear? She's fine, Reid, you let go now and let the doctor check it out."

Reid stayed for a moment, regaining consciousness, his voice was hoarse and trembling, "How could she do this..."

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