into the old year

5.

Jiang Yan woke up the next day before the sun shone through the clouds and hit the horizon.

In fact, she didn't fall asleep last night, she was still a little conscious, and she heard what the policewoman said, so she had the crying sound of breathing afterwards.

Liu Che saw Jiang Yan beside him sitting motionless on the bed, she sat up and rubbed her sleepy long hair, "Jiang Yan, what's wrong with you..."

She stopped suddenly in the middle of her words, and the appearance of Gu Jiu covered in blood last night suddenly flashed in her mind.

She stopped talking, got up in a muffled voice, put on her white coat, and walked straight out of the room.

Just leave her alone for a while.

She knew Jiang Yan, this doctor was very dedicated, and nothing would affect her work or career.At most one morning, she can adjust her mood and return to the rescue work.

It's not that one morning is enough for Jiang Yan to forget about Gu Jiu, but that she will not be haggard and lonely like she is now with that pain.

She would pretend to be calm at work, even though she cried so bitterly when no one was around.

After making do with this for a month, seeing that her days of working here were coming to an end, she still couldn't wait for any news from Gu Jiu.

It was still unknown to Jiang Yan whether he would wake up or not.

On a very ordinary morning, she got up early as usual and went to the police force to record the injuries, then went to fetch water, and then went to set up the operating room.

With a crisp sound of "ding", a bullet fell from the outer pocket of her white coat.

The bullet lay quietly on the floor of the operating room, under the light of the light, it flickered with silver light.

Jiang Yan squatted on the ground motionless, did not reach out to pick it up, and did not move extra.

She just looked at it, and then slowly buried her head in her knees, the messy hair on her forehead was blown up and down by the wind.

He knew that his body was shaking, and she also knew that her tears could not restrain the urge to flow down.

Jiang Yan leaned back against the wall, her legs tightly bound by her own arms.

This is the only exception, so let yourself cry for a while.

Let her vent, she misses him.

It's not that I miss him suddenly, but I miss him all the time.

She didn't know that she liked him, she didn't know how to hug him at a certain moment, she didn't know how to think about him.

So I kept injecting myself with anesthesia, but unfortunately now that the effect of the medicine has worn off, even the only little heartbeat has flooded out of shape.

Her hands were cold, and she picked up the bullet tremblingly, her messy hair was pulled behind her ears, she straightened up, and rubbed her red eyes.

"I'm fine, I can have a good time."

Bai Ting heard her voice outside the door, leaning against the wall, she knew that she was trembling too.

Tears rolled down her cheeks, and she covered her face tightly with her hands.

On one wall, the lovesickness and pain of two people condensed into a piece of silver light on the ground.

"Gu Jiu, I love you."

These are two voices, but they don't know each other.