[Comprehensive British and American] Space Patrolman Hydra

"The patient's previous strenuous activities had caused great damage to her, coupled with excessive emotional ups and downs, her condition began to deteriorate after she was sent to the hospital, and she fell into a coma and vomited from six o'clock in the morning."

— buzzing buzzing.

"CT shows that it appears in the brain and compresses the brainstem."

— buzzing buzzing.

"We immediately performed a craniotomy and drainage."

— buzzing buzzing.

"After the operation, the breathing was weak, and it was maintained by a ventilator. The body temperature was low, and the blood pressure was low, and it was maintained by drugs."

— buzzing buzzing.

"Her current heart rate is only 50 beats per minute, and her blood pressure is 80/40mmHg. We have adopted various methods, but none of them can increase the oxygen content."

... buzz buzz.

Steve Rogers couldn't help shaking his head, but the annoying buzzing around his ears never disappeared.Like startled black crows in a turbid wheat field, they rushed to the gloomy and low sky one after another, their squawks were rough and sharp, tearing away all the peaceful and beautiful things.

He stood by the bed, looking down at An An who was lying quietly, as if he was just a person who had fallen into an overly long drowsy sleep.

"The patient is too light and too old to support the operation. It is very difficult to complete the operation. Now we can only see if she can survive..."

She wasn't like this before.

Steve Rogers looked at the stooped and thin old man and said in his heart.

She used to be tall, broad-shouldered, fluid and muscular.She has full cheeks and eager eyes, but also has strong arms and shapely legs that can chase enemies in high heels.None of you have seen it.It would be impossible to say that if you had ever caught a glimpse of her life and vitality.

"...Please prepare yourself mentally."

Steve Rogers snapped back to his senses.

"No, don't tell me that."

He shook his head vigorously and looked at the noisy doctor beside him.

"Please tell me, just one sentence..."

Steve Rogers took a deep breath, summoned up his courage, and asked cautiously with hope.

"...can I still see her eyes open?"

——The ominous neighing of the crow finally stopped.

Instead, there was a dead silence of mourning.

The doctor who had been explaining the situation just now was silent for a while, pushed his glasses, and gave a conservative reply.

"We will do our best."

"..."

After another moment, Steve Rogers nodded very slightly.

"I see."

After speaking, he nodded again.

"I see."

After a few seconds of silence, the blond soldier shook his body as if he had suddenly woken up, regained his footing, nodded again, and repeated it mechanically.

"I see."

"Oh yes, one more thing."

The doctor motioned to the assistant behind him, and the young nurse stepped forward, took out the small card with a sentence written on it from the pocket of the white coat, and handed it to Steve Rogers.

"Before the patient entered a coma, he asked us to write down a sentence and asked us to give it to the blond man who came to see her."

The blond soldier took the white card and slowly turned it to the side with words.

The above words are very brief.

"Don't cry.

"I already have that dance."

— don't cry.

—I already had that dance.

Steve Rogers looked up suddenly.

The strength was so strong and the speed was so fast that even the people around him had an illusion, as if they heard a "click" from the neck, and there was an overwhelmed painful humming.He behaved as if all his reactions just now were made unconsciously, and he was finally pulled back to reality by a card. After waking up, he took a few quick steps and approached the doctor who was speaking, completely covering the astonished doctor. in its own shadow.

"Save her."

Steve Rogers' knife-like resolute face was filled with melancholy and agitation at the moment. He had been deliberately suppressing the burst of aura that belonged to the battlefield, and it was painful like rough sand grinding over the heart.

But those blue eyes were covered with a mist of turbulent pain.

"Save her!"

The frightened doctor couldn't help taking a step back.

The blond soldier immediately stepped up.

He seemed to firmly believe that the doctor in front of him was a cunning spy who was full of hype before, and what he just heard was just fabricated to deceive him and sway him——

"...Steve."

Someone behind him gently grabbed his fist.

Hydera stood behind the tall man, stretched out her hand to hold the bruised fist hanging by her side, gently opened the fingertips that pierced into the palm of her hand, stretched her hand forward, and held it with crossed fingers.

"Don't do this, the doctor tried his best."

...like ice water poured over your head.

Steve Rogers shuddered suddenly, clenched the checklist in his other hand and took a step back involuntarily, and immediately moved away from the doctor who was frightened by him.He closed his eyes, tried his best to restrain his manic mood, turned around stiffly, held on patiently, and strode out of the ward.

Then go faster and faster.

Go faster and faster.

Stepping out of the silent ward area, he finally ran.

He ran out of the inpatient department, out of the hospital, and into the busy street.Pedestrians hurriedly dodged to the sides. He threw away his surprised or dissatisfied eyes, loud reminders and dissatisfied shouts, and ran crazily on the road. The pedestrians in the morning were crowded and the driveway was blocked.He passed through the thronging crowd and ran onto the cross street, leaving the screech of brakes behind his ears.The water mist bucket of the sprinkler covered the whole body, and the tumbling water vapor brought a burst of coolness, and the rolled up air flow wet the morning newspapers sandwiched by the newsstand.He ran desperately, forgetting to restrain the speed that was not normal for human beings, and he didn't know why he ran, he ran in the crowd and under the sun, neither the crowd nor the sun could see through his blank handsome face to the end It hides the vicissitudes and sorrows that span so much time and space.

Finally, there was some uncomfortable feeling in his throat, his body began to heat up, fine beads of sweat gradually filled his forehead, and his palms were hot and slippery, which made him flustered.The laces of the boots that are not suitable for running are a little loose, and they don't follow the feet so well, and they start to feel a little pain when running, but he doesn't want to stop.

The dreaded checklist was still clutched in his hand.After realizing this, he hurriedly threw it out as if being licked by a tongue of fire. The light and fluffy paper flew in the air, wrapped in the wind he rolled up, and even chased after him.He watched the rectangle looming over his head in the sunlight, and almost frightened, he picked up the speed again.

Run faster and faster.

Run faster and faster.

Until there is a faint afterimage behind him that he can't get rid of after chasing him.

"enough--!"

Hydera, who had been dragged away, couldn't help but stop and grabbed the fleeing soldier.

The blond soldier staggered and almost fell.In order to maintain balance, he hurriedly took a few steps back, turned his head, his chest heaved violently, and opened his eyes wide to look at the blonde girl who suddenly yelled.

"What should you do most now? Tell me."

For the first time Hydra scanned the blond soldier with a stern gaze.

"Is it running around and around, uselessly?"

"...Hydra?"

Steve Rogers spoke dreamily, as if he had just realized that he was still holding Goldilocks by the hand, and as if he didn't know where he was.For a moment, those blue eyes were full of fragile blankness.

"I don't know... Hydra, pet her, she's going to—"

Peggy.

The one with the bright and beautiful smile, the strong and decisive one, the first rose that can see his heart instead of the bean sprouts appearance...

want.

"she wants--"

The one whose only connection to this advanced and strange world proves that his bombarded past isn't just an unreal dream...

want.

"she wants--"

Steve Rogers clenched his teeth, the last word was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and in order to force out a weak breath, he exerted so much force that his cheeks trembled slightly.

"...she's dying."

The earth suddenly lost its gravity, and seventy percent of the world's sea water rumbled towards the lonely soldier, pressing on his tongue, head, and back.

Hydera was silent.

The alien girl is at this moment.

Got hit by something.

This stuff starts with Steve Rogers' hoarse voice, tensed muscles, pale lips, empty eyes, unconscious trembling arms...

...punctured through every inch of his skin, every muscle, every bone, and hit Hydra.

It was the first time she felt something like this, it was strange, but she knew what it was.

Like the sour sea rising slowly, it flooded her chest, covered her mouth and nose, closed on top of her head, and continued to rise.It made her heart feel stuffy, swollen and painful, and she couldn't breathe.

...Is this "pain"?

Is he in "pain"?

The wind stopped.

The roar of cars and the cries of hot dog carts are suddenly clear.

The throbbing in my heart became louder and louder.

She couldn't help standing on tiptoe anymore, and put her arms around the bowed head of the blond soldier.

———.

Time has stopped.

The world is quiet.

When the hour came, the fountain in the square suddenly turned on and sprayed right next to them. The passing puppies were covered in water, screaming and running away, standing in a dry place and violently shaking their fur.The sound of the fountain's water replaces the sound of the wind, covering up the lively noise. The water droplets and water vapor soak the clothes and moisten the air, and the light falls into the mist, refracting the looming rainbow.

The blond girl didn't say anything, but gently hugged the blond soldier and patted the soldier's back lightly.

The painful trembling of the soldier gradually stopped with the extremely soothing pat.

He raised his hand, also wrapped his arms around the blonde's back, and was surprised to see from her tense muscles - she was also sad.

He didn't say anything, he couldn't help hugging her more tightly, bent down even deeper, and put those tiptoe feet back on the ground.

They quietly maintained this comforting embrace.

Stand in the center of the quiet and empty fountain and rainbow.

Until Hydera suddenly thought of something and opened his eyes wide.

"—Steve! That note!"

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