[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Afterwards, Isaac once clarified that the reason why he dispatched the SWAT team to create a large battle was completely out of rational judgment and had nothing to do with personal grievances.His judgment and analysis was written into the report, which was convincing and well-founded, but after that night, the parties only hecked twice about it, with a look of 'I don't agree with your opinion but I will keep silent'.

This made Isaac feel extremely aggrieved, is he such a person who doesn't distinguish between public and private? !

Well, to correct it, most of the time, he has a clear distinction between public and private.But this time, the decision was really made before he even knew Reid was hurt.A policeman in a police station, he is not arrogant enough to think that just a few people from BAU can handle it.It is too late to cry if there is a real loss.

At this time, don't worry about collecting evidence and patiently persuading the influence of love. It is justified to directly overthrow it with violence.

At best, he made a few phone calls to urge the operation team over there after learning that Reid was injured.And that's completely reasonable. An FBI agent was injured and was still being rescued in the hospital. The nature of this matter is so serious, isn't it worth paying attention to?

Isaac looked back at his performance at the time and thought he was completely calm and rational.

This can be fully demonstrated from the fact that he arranged things in the police station before going to the hospital.

When Isaac arrived at the hospital, Garcia had already gone back because she needed to check the police's old background, and only Blake was waiting there.

Blake didn't look well, she was just sitting there in the waiting area looking lost and helpless.

"Is the operation not over yet?" Isaac found a seat and sat down, only to realize that his voice was unbelievably hoarse after speaking.

"Isaac!" Blake was taken aback, "You are here, yes, the operation is still in progress." After answering Isaac's question like a conditioned reflex, she regained her senses, and then she was startled by Isaac's appearance Jump, "Are you okay?"

"Alive, so I guess, not bad." Isaac knew that he looked a little embarrassed, but because of the tense situation, no one cared about it before, not even himself.On the contrary, after coming to the hospital, even though the place is filled with countless ups and downs, it is also very sensitive in some aspects, like the nurse on duty not far away, who has already glanced at him several times.

"You need to take care of the wound," Blake said.

"There's no rush." ​​Isaac looked in the direction of the operating room, "How's the situation?"

It was torture for Blake to recall what happened again, but she still said, "When we opened fire with Justin Mills, it was chaotic. This conflict came so unexpectedly. Reid pulled me up. You saved me and got shot."

"I'm sorry," Blake said.

"It's not your fault." Isaac thought of the culprit who had been imprisoned in the police station, and didn't get angry. "No matter who was standing by your side at that time, he would have done it."

But that didn't stop Blake from feeling guilty, and she even remembered more, about Reid, about the family, about those painful memories.

Isaac has no extra attention on Blake, he is listening to the movement in the operating room with all his strength, those familiar or unfamiliar technical terms flow through his mind, making him very irritable but he can't stop listening, the only good thing is The news is that there is no bad news, and the rescue work is proceeding in an orderly manner.

After a long time, or maybe just a moment, the door of the operating room was opened and Reid was pushed out.

"Doctor." Isaac got up quickly and walked over there, because he forgot the injury to his knee and staggered a bit because of the haste, but he didn't care about it, "Is Spen okay?"

"Yes." The doctor took off his mask. "Fortunately, the place where the bullet grazed was two millimeters away from the carotid artery. He just needs to rest well, and then he will be a healthy young man again."

Isaac breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled unconsciously as Reid was pushed into the ward.

"I knew it." He whispered, "Why did something happen to him, it will be fine."

Because of the effect of the medicine, Reid was still in a coma. Isaac originally planned to go to the ward with him, but the doctor reminded him that Reid is very weak now. He had better treat his wound and change into clean clothes before going. In case Reid had just escaped the claws of death and fell into the infection again.

"Oh." That made sense, and Isaac followed suit.

"You go and bandage the wound first, I'll find you a suit." After Blake finished speaking, he glanced at Reid again, turned and left.

"Thank you." Isaac followed the nurse to the other side.

The wounds on the surface of Issac's skin were not serious, they were just scratches, and the blood oozing from the wound had congealed into scabs, which were carefully cleaned and disinfected by the nurse, and then wrapped in gauze.What was a little troublesome was his knee. At first he thought it was a flawed injury and it wouldn't be a big problem, but now, it was already swollen.

"You need to take a picture." The nurse said, "Also, is this bullet on your body armor?"

"Yeah." Isaac nodded.

Then the body armor was taken off, and the button of the shirt was unbuttoned, revealing the bruised skin underneath.

"Don't you feel the pain?" the nurse exclaimed, and carefully touched it with her hands. Before asking if it hurts, she got the answer from Issac's gasping voice, "It shouldn't be broken, but it's better to go Take an X-ray."

"No problem," Isaac said.

Half an hour later, Isaac appeared in Reid's ward, sitting in a wheelchair, more like a patient than a patient, and directly frightened Blake.

Seeing Blake's staring eyes, Isaac waved his hands, "Don't do that, I'm fine, it's just that the doctor thinks I'm a little hyperactive, that's why I'm like this."

No doctor likes a person who doesn't take care of his body. Isaac's knee sprain was not serious, but he didn't take it seriously and did strenuous exercise, which directly caused secondary injuries.Also, his ribs were injured, not as badly as a broken one, but there was a fracture.So the doctor simply pushed him directly onto the wheelchair, not moving as much as he could.

"How are the others?" Seeing that Blake still wanted to care for himself, Isaac hastily changed the subject.

"Still busy, they found Dinah Stidham, the old bustard, and learned a lot from her." What Blake didn't say was that the woman was very frightened by the series of reversals that night, and she was very cooperative, no matter what she asked, as long as she Everyone who knows has said, "The situation in the police station is worse than the worst I imagined."

"Won't the whole army be wiped out?" Isaac asked.

"Sheriff Peter Coleman is an outsider, and he was not in that interest system in the first place, so he is innocent. But it also hindered a lot of things. I think the bullet that shot at him at the beginning was premeditated. Blake said, "However, according to Dinah Stidham's confession, the behavior of the mastermind Owen McGregor and his subordinates is not a secret in the police station. A considerable number of people choose to work with him, and a small number of people choose to turn a blind eye because of fear." "

"But I'm also ashamed of the oath I made when I joined the police force." Isaac doesn't care if he sympathizes or not, understands or not, some things are not good if they don't do them, and ignoring them is also a crime. "By the way, what business do they do?"

"What to do to make money, there is no fixed project." Blake said, "However, I heard that the latest one is about human trafficking. It is very likely that there are people who have been trafficked and detained nearby. Garcia is investigating."

Isaac looked at Reid lying on the bed, but didn't say anything to help.

Soon, Hotch called, and the man was obviously relieved when he learned that there was no problem at the hospital. Hotch is a typical patriarchal character, always trying to take good care of everyone in the group, even including Isaac, a former member of the group who is now the superior.

Isaac moved his arm, and his ribs began to ache from the delicate tug of the muscles, making him feel that he really needed to be cared for.

He sent Blake away though, Hotch did need someone on his side, and he didn't look very intimidating to be honest.

Reid was still awake, Isaac turned the wheelchair to the head of the bed with his good leg, and looked at him quietly with his chin propped up.The ward was very quiet, except for the occasional sound from the instrument, which was very regular and made Isaac fall asleep unconsciously.

Isaac had a dream.

In the dream, everything that happened that night was re-enacted, only this time he was not wearing a body armor, and the consequence was that he attended his own funeral.No one could see him, the funeral was very solemn, Isaac dodged Daisy and Kiven with a guilty conscience, wandered around, but didn't find Reid, everything was like a silent pantomime.At the beginning of the farewell ceremony, Isaac originally wanted to come forward to see his remains, but he knew that he was dreaming. In the dream, everything was possible. Maybe he would turn into a zombie?He felt that he should be friendly to the world in this dream.After the farewell ceremony, the coffin was buried quickly. Isaac continued to search for Reid unwillingly, but there was still no result after everyone left.This made him feel a little frustrated, maybe in this dream world, he and Reid didn't know each other at all, maybe this world followed the original world, and Reid was still grieving over the death of his girlfriend on the phone... The more Isaac thought about it, the more depressed he became , and finally sat on his own tombstone, and then he found that the width of the tombstone was a bit wrong. When he lowered his head, the photos of him and Reid were juxtaposed on it, and the people in the black and white photos had bright smiles on their faces.

Isaac woke up with a start.

Then a small 'Hi' sounded in my ear.

Reid woke up too.

"Hi." Isaac stared fixedly at Reid, still startled by the black and white photos in his dream. "you're awake."

"Sorry for worrying you." As soon as Reid finished speaking, Issac was in a hurry to call the nurse, and after another examination, he carefully put a straw to his mouth, "Drink some water first, you Are you hungry? I asked the doctor, you can only eat liquid food for the time being."

"Maybe it's the effect of the medicine? I don't feel hungry now." Reid drank water contentedly, "Is everyone else okay? I think something is wrong with this matter, we seem to have stepped into someone's trap."

"Don't worry, it's over." Isaac stopped Reid's next words, "All suspects have been locked up, and arrest warrants have been issued for those who fled, and they will be arrested soon. There is nothing to worry about. .”

Reid breathed a sigh of relief, he was not afraid of getting hurt, but he was afraid that his injury would affect something, it was worthless.

Then he realized something was wrong with Isaac, "Are you injured too?"

"Accidentally fell." Isaac looked annoyed, "But it's not a big deal, you really scared me."

"I'm sorry." Reid tugged at Isaac's hand on the side of the bed beseechingly, "Sorry for worrying you."

"Don't move around, you have a needle in your hand!" Isaac's reaction was great, he put Reid's hand back in almost awe, and then touched it carefully with his fingertips, "Your hand can It's cool."

"I think it's the sequelae of excessive blood loss." Reid didn't have as many scruples as Issac, he touched his neck with his other free hand, "My luck is really good."

Isaac had to stand up and grab his dishonest hand, "Don't move!"

Reid looked at Isaac dumbfounded, "It's just a common wound, I think since I'm awake, it's not a problem anymore."

Isaac didn't smile, the location of Reid's wound was too sensitive, not only because it was a dangerous location, but because it reminded him of someone.

Tobias Hankel.

The first person he killed, originally he just wanted to hit him in the shoulder, but it can be seen that the ghost shot him in the carotid artery, and the blood in it gushed out directly, directly staining Reid red.

Some karmic reincarnation, even if you don't want to care about it, but when something subtly similar to it really happens, people can't help but think about it.

That time he was trying to save Reid, and this time Reid was injured in the neck.

"Isaac!" Reid grabbed Isaac's wrist with his hand, "Don't be afraid, I'm fine."

"I'm not afraid." Isaac nodded wildly and continued, "You know what? If the bullet misses by another two millimeters, you'll never see me again."

"Two millimeters?" Reid looked very grateful, "It seems that my luck is really good."

A slight difference is a thousand miles away.A gap of two millimeters can lead to two very different endings.

"This has nothing to do with luck, it's just an objective fact." Issac couldn't help emphasizing, "Two millimeters is already a big distance, and there are countless cells in it. Do you know how many molecules and atoms are in this gap? Do small units exist? This distance can be regarded as infinite! You will not have any problems. This is an objective reality, not a fluke.”

"Yes, yes, it's my fault, don't worry." Reid felt a little weak in his fingers, but he still tried his best to hold Isaac and pass his thoughts to him, "No one can take me away, Don't you know this best?"

"Of course I know." Isaac bit his lip, "A TV series, if even the main character dies, it's not far from being cut off."

"Am I considered immortal?" Reid quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was glared at by Isaac.

"Be quiet, don't force me to hold you in the office through abnormal means." Isaac threatened.

"You have no reason. I'm not what I used to be. I'm a field agent." Reid muttered unconvinced. Is this his pride?

"You want to try?" Isaac raised an eyebrow.

"Why didn't I know you were a dictator before, I didn't change your job because of this kind of thing." Reid felt a little wronged, if it was scary, Isaac was the one who was always frightening.

"I suggest you try it, but the success rate is not guaranteed." Isaac put on a particularly annoying look.

"It's not my fault what happened this time." Reid was also a little aggrieved.

Isaac let out a long sigh, "I know, sorry, I kind of…"

"Forget it, forgive you, for the sake of crying." Reid's heart will only be softer than Isaac's.

"This is slander, who cried?" Isaac refused to admit it, "Even if you entered the operating room, I never worried that the operation would fail, why should I feel sad and afraid of something that is destined not to happen? ?!"

"Don't you think your eyes are a little sore and uncomfortable?" Reid pointed out calmly.

Isaac blinked. "That's what it was."

"Still a little red," Reid added.

Continue to blink, "I'll go to the ophthalmologist in a while! This may be some kind of symptom, overuse of the eyes or something."

When Reid was going to continue to say something, Isaac stuffed Reid's hand under the quilt with a look of disgust, "It's so cold, even if it's going to be summer, I don't need you to make me a human body air conditioner."

"I'll be back warm soon," Reid promised.

Isaac bowed his head, straightening the quilt for Reid, blinking hard at angles that he couldn't see, maybe he should go to the doctor, his eyes are very uncomfortable.