Erguotou and Brandy

"Sir! Please don't do this... We are very embarrassing... sir." The doctor kept pulling Xu Yao's arm, trying to control him.

Guo Dic stood at the door, and Qu Duoduo, who was chasing up next to him, was about to shed tears, and his red and swollen eyes were as dry as gullies that had never been filled by a river.

Xu Yao kept pressing and shaking his head while saying something.

The doctor and nurse next to him moved together and pushed Xu Yao's hands back, hoping to control him.

Guo Ding glanced blankly at the ECG monitor next to him, and the line belonging to the heartbeat had become a straight line.

The people around seemed to be crazy, talking and moving non-stop.

The doctor took a needle from the instrument next to it, quickly mixed it with the liquid medicine, and then stabbed Xu Yao's arm.

The white turbid liquid entered Xu Yao's body. Xu Yao threw the doctor away, and then took the gun in his hand and fired three shots towards the ceiling.

The doctor was so frightened that he hurried out of the operating room.

Xu Yao couldn't stabilize his body anymore, and he was still doing CPR.

Yang Zhen's chest was strangely red because of the electric shock pacing, and his pupils were dilated to look at the sky. The blood in his ears had already drained, leaving dirty bloodstains.

You can't fall down.

Guo Ding took a few steps, his legs were as heavy as lead.

"Don't press it, it's useless."

"Helpful... CPR saved a lot of lives..."

"Don't do that, let him go at ease."

"No! How is that possible..." Xu Yao tilted his head and smiled honestly, rubbed his eyes, and said, "Just now I was telling him to go on a trip... Don't be kidding, continue to do things that are sure to breathe .”

Guo Ding closed his eyes, opened them and slapped Xu Yao's face with his palm, and roared loudly: "You broke his ribs, can't you feel it?!"

"..."

Xu Yao looked at Guo Dian blankly, his face was wet, and after touching it, he found that his hands were full of tears and Yang Zhen's blood.

The effect of the sedative soon came up, Xu Yao fell back on the wall weakly, had lost all his strength, and was still struggling to look up at Yang Zhen's face.

Qu Duoduo turned his head and bit his wrist tightly to prevent himself from crying out. His heart seemed to be stuffed with a towel soaked in water, and it hurt to pull it casually.

"Dice? The bomb in the explosion just now was placed in Yang Zhen and Xu Yao's car when they went to buy food. The person who did it was the otaku! It was the otaku who helped Xu Yao call an ambulance!" Brandy roared.

Guo Ding looked at his watch and said, "Tell Chang Jie about this, what else is going on?"

Wen Yun answered the phone and said very quickly: "We discussed the murderer's bombing on the Second Ring Road just to test the reaction time. Just now your ambulance entered the Third People's Liberation Army Hospital without any pressure. I suspect the murderer's The target is inside..."

Guo Ding suddenly remembered the people blocking the way when he came in, and the martial law in the whole hospital.

Is the original purpose here...

"Dice, are Yang Zhen and Xu Yao alright?" Landy asked.

Guo Ding turned his head and looked at Xu Yao, who had fallen into a coma, and Yang Zhen who was on the bed. He didn't answer, but changed the topic, and said, "It's not too late, kid, tell Chang Jie to catch the otaku."

After speaking, Guo Ding hung up the phone and ran to the parking lot.

Qu Duoduo glanced at Xu Yao, and immediately followed.

After the two left, Xu Yao, who was sleeping paralyzed by the corner, opened his eyes.

After taking a few unsteady steps, he covered Yang Zhen with a white cloth.

"I'm thinking... one day I can let you put on a suit and stand with me in the church. This can barely be regarded as a wedding dress... Hey... I love you."

After finishing speaking, he kissed Yang Zhen's lips that had gradually lost their warmth, and then, as if he was on duty, he held the door and turned around and said, "I'm going out."

It seemed that Yang Zhen was wearing a flamboyant red shirt, clumsily tied on an apron, and said, "Come back early."

"come back earlier."

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sorry i abused