Erguotou and Brandy

"Brother Yang Zhen? I'm Qu Duoduo, don't fall asleep. If you are really sleepy, focus your eyes on one place and don't lose your concentration." Qu Duoduo said, looking at the ECG monitor next to him, Turning back to the nurse, he said, "The blood pressure is too low and keeps dropping. Blood transfusion is needed."

The doctor next to him saw that Qu Duoduo was proficient in his techniques, so he didn't say anything, and concentrated on fighting.

Qu Duoduo always felt that Yang Zhen was staring at him, so he moved his body slightly. Yang Zhen's eyes were raised, and the person staring at him blankly was Xu Yao who kept his head down and kept regretting.

The blood on the hand is slippery and uncontrollable.

If he really said to buy coffee at that time, and let him go.

It is me who suffers like this now.

not him.

Yang Zhen looked at Xu Yao and wanted to say something, but the only thing he could say was whining, a line of tears slipped from the corner of his eyes and disappeared into the stretcher, his ears had already started to bleed.

The eardrums of both ears should have been ruptured, and they could no longer hear people speaking.

Xu Yao buried his head in self-concern, looking at the blood on his hands.

Explosions, PTSD, death...

death.

Ke Fan, what are you doing behind the scenes.

The image of Brandy lying in the coffin and sleeping soundly lingered in his mind again.

I can't forget it at all.

What happened last time still affected me to some extent.

Guo Ding slapped the steering wheel hard, then gritted his teeth and drove towards the hospital.

The ambulance stopped suddenly. Guo Ding frowned and got out of the car. The hospital entrance was blocked by several men in suits.

"What are you doing, bro?" Guo Ding said in a bad tone, and took out a gun from his back.

The men looked at each other and said, "Until tomorrow, this hospital will not allow patients to enter. The city hospital is nearby. Where can you go to seek medical treatment?"

Guo Ding snorted coldly and said, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, so hurry up and drive away."

"This is the certificate approved by the superior, please read it."

Guo Ding took a few glances, buried the impatience in his eyes, and said: "I am Guo Ding of the serious crime team. Now one of my important police officers was injured in the bombing just now and needs first aid. This is my ID. I I don’t want to make trouble. The people above you know what’s going on in this city right now, and they also know what will happen if the police force is lost at this time. I don’t care what number one of you is doing surgery or recuperating in it. In short, give me the emergency room Get out."

One of the men in suits made a phone call, and after explaining the situation, he took someone to scan the ambulance, and then let go of the checkpoint.

"Dice..." Brandy said with a trembling voice, "Who got hurt?"

Guo Ding closed his eyes and took a puff of cigarette at the entrance of the stairs. The feeling that his lungs were full made him feel a little more at ease.

"Yang Zhen, I haven't left the operating room yet."

Guo Ding sighed, pressed the cigarette butt against the tiger's mouth, and said, "Children..."

Brandy sniffled, coughed lightly and said, "I'm at the police station now, I'm going to check what went wrong before the bombing happened just now."

Guo Ding responded, and was just about to hang up when he heard Brandy say, "You can't fall down."

"..." Guo Ding hung up the phone silently.

"Head!" Qu Duoduo ran over in a hurry, tears streaming down his face.

The cigarette in Guo Ding's hand was not caught, and it fell to the ground, a layer of sparks bounced off, he flung open the door and ran to the operating room after being stunned for a moment.

The road seems to be very long.

The pale light was refracted from the top of the head, forming circles of light one after another on the ground.

In my mind, like a dying person, I keep recalling the things of my life, and the past flashes like a revolving lantern.

Only a layer of bubbles remains.

The author has something to say:

this is life

What has always been perfect can only be a fairy tale