dark crossing

After drinking a lot of wine, when I woke up in the morning, my head hurt from the hangover, like someone was shooting a machine gun between the sulci of the brain, my temples were twitching, and even my scalp was tight.

The biological clock woke Shen Ting up from a deep sleep, and the surroundings were pitch black. He was dizzy and wanted to get up, but was pushed back by the hand on his back.

"It's still early, sleep a little longer." Chu Huainan's voice was hoarse, coming from above.

Only then did Shen Ting realize that he had slept on the waist of a person all night, his face couldn't help but blushed in the dark, but his voice was very steady, and he asked, "What time is it?"

It was just after six o'clock, the curtains were drawn tightly, and there was no light at all.Shen Ting couldn't remember how she got into bed last night, but she remembered that Chu Huainan got out of bed and drew the curtains before going to bed.The floor heating and air-conditioning in the room, but when he pulled out of the bed, he still felt a slight chill. He was so childish, he hugged him dazedly and refused to let go, and immediately printed a comforting kiss on his forehead: "Hey, let go, I'll let you go." Go draw the curtains and be right back."

When he came back, he probably messed up again.His lips moved down against his lower abdomen, Chu Huainan rubbed his hair to show encouragement, but he only kissed halfway and fell asleep because he was too tired. The slightly sunken Tiantu in the middle was poked hard, reminding him that he still had to pay back the debt he owed last night.

Shen Ting finally understood the meaning of "from now on the emperor will not go to court early", after Chu Huainan pressed him so lightly, the two of them stayed on the bed for another hour.

At around seven o'clock, Aunt Zhao saw the master coming out of the bedroom, wiped her hands and asked, "Can I prepare breakfast?"

Chu Huainan nodded to her: "Is there any porridge?"

The kitchen cooked sweet black rice eight-treasure porridge, fried dough sticks and omelettes at home, and extra thin noodles and toppings such as shredded eel, shrimp, crab roe, and scallops.

Since Shen Ting came, the western-style kitchen at home has been rarely used in the morning.

After trying it out, this young man who doesn't eat much breakfast seems to prefer authentic Chinese breakfast, preferably with some Jianghu characteristics.

Therefore, Chu Huainan now eats noodles or porridge with him every day.

Shen Ting's injuries had already healed, but the capitalist who had lingering fears was still faintly worried.

Like a passer-by who was almost killed by glass falling from the sky, although he only suffered a little skin trauma this time, he will inevitably look up when passing by high-rise buildings with glass windows in the future.

As a policeman, it is impossible for Shen Ting to take this last mission in his life.In the future, he will have more obstacles and obstacles that he needs to face alone.Thinking of this, Chu Huainan couldn't feel relieved.During Shen Ting's hospitalization, he even seriously thought about how to persuade him to resign.

But when they sat next to this person, all the drafts for persuading them to quit were immediately discarded.

He knew that Shen Ting would not agree, so if he raised it rashly, it would only make the other party rethink their current relationship.Before him, Shen Ting had never been in a relationship, but with his conditions, it was impossible not to meet a suitable one.

Chang Qing once said that in Shen Ting's body, he found that a lot of pain had not been properly handled.And those wounds did not heal automatically, but were endured and not mentioned, but they were still festering silently.

No emotion goes away for nothing.Bad negative emotions will not disappear because of forced suppression, but will come back to hurt you inadvertently in a more tragic way.

For example, Shen Zhi's death.

Shen Zhi's death made Shen Ting personally experience the high danger of the police profession.The reason why he chose this industry without hesitation is purely to inherit the spirit of his father.But Mama Shen's widowed life for many years is like drinking water, and she knows whether she is warm or not.This caused a huge shadow in Shen Ting's subconscious.To a certain extent, the reason why he doesn't fall in love and keeps a polite social distance from everyone is also because he subconsciously feels that he has chosen a very risky path.

Most of the time, feelings make people vulnerable, and ties are always two-way.

If you worry too much, it will be difficult to go without hesitation.But in this world, someone has to sacrifice before someone can be perfected.

There must always be a small group of people who exchange their own upheavals for the stability and tranquility of the vast majority of people.

In this world, there have never been heroes who fell from the sky, but only mortals who stepped forward.

Be the few with the least care.That is the goal of Shen Ting's struggle.

Chu Huainan admired this goal very much, but he did not agree with it.

As long as he thought that one day in the future, Shen Ting might suffer unimaginable risks in places he didn't know, Chu Huainan would have the urge to slap Yan Qiming's resignation letter on Yan Qiming's face for him.

But Yan Qiming is not Shen Ting's direct leader. The capitalist who wants to "resign on behalf of his husband" has no choice but to find that he doesn't even know where Shen Ting belongs to, and he doesn't even know where to submit his resignation letter secretly.

Although I was filled with grief and indignation that I didn't know where to submit my resignation letter, I still had to eat today's lunch.This was the first time Shen Ting took him home for dinner. ——Just a few days ago, Mother Shen finished her education trip and came back to Jianghu.

At the gate of the community, they bumped into Lu Xinghe.

This was the first time they met outside the hospital since Shen Ting was discharged from the hospital.

The driver stopped the car winkingly, Chu Huainan lowered the window and asked, "How is the bandit doing?"

Lu Xinghe said: "As always, either wake up tomorrow or die tomorrow."

This sentence is the catchphrase that Chu Qiubai used to dismiss family members who asked too many times "Will he be okay?"The original words are: You are not a doctor, why ask so many terms?The operation was successful, but I don't know when the person will recover.In fact, if you think about it, everyone in this world is the same.Maybe wake up tomorrow, maybe die tomorrow.

The results of CT re-examination showed that the hematoma in Lin Yougang's brain still showed no sign of subsiding, and even new bleeding spots appeared in several veins.

As Lin Youband's attending doctor, when Xu Jin watched the film, his complexion obviously changed several times.

Lu Xinghe took this as a weather vane that Lin Youbandi's condition was deteriorating, and he was worried for several days.

This morning, he specially sent him to the doctor's office.

This rigorous and optimistic middle-aged man looked serious.At the beginning of the operation, he was just a temporary foreign aid.To put it bluntly, if it wasn't for Chu Huainan's relationship, in order to preserve the cure rate, Xu Jin would never have undergone such an operation with a low probability of success.

Emergency surgery was prepared in a hurry, and all transfer procedures were done later, which in itself was against the rules.

Everyone is happy if this kind of operation is done well, but if he can't do it well, he and the third hospital will have to bear a lot of pressure. All this, just thinking about it, gives Xu Jin a headache.

Fortunately, the operation went smoothly. After the patient was transferred to the general ward, the degree of coma was not too bad, and the overall situation was relatively optimistic.

But after that, his condition did not improve as he expected, but gradually deteriorated.

Not only did the original small hematoma persist, but just last week, the patient also showed signs of fever.Therefore, Xu Jin had to reassess the chances of Lin Youband waking up again.After watching the latest film, he told his family members to be mentally prepared for brain abscess caused by bacterial infection.

Lu Xinghe asked him with a stiff face: "If there is a brain abscess, what will happen to him?"

Xu Jin lowered his head, and the director of the neurosurgery department of Tangtang No. [-] Hospital did not dare to look him in the eyes: "Normally, we would consider drainage. But he has bleeding in his brain, so he is not suitable for surgery."

Lu Xinghe said: "We don't do surgery."

Ask him to agree to open Lin Youbandi's head again, unless he is dead.

Xu Jin's face was ashen, and his eyes dodged: "However, if the abscess ruptures without drainage, because the pressure in the abscess cavity itself is very high, the side of the ventricle is thin, and the fibrous structure is incomplete, so the pus will easily disappear. Rupture to the ventricles."

He glanced at Lu Xinghe, whose lips were white with pity, and continued with a sigh: "Once a large amount of pus flows into the subarachnoid space or ventricle due to ulceration, a subarachnoid cyst may form. Pus, disseminated meningitis, or ventriculitis. Patients will develop coma, high fever, convulsions, or opisthotonos, and the prognosis is very poor..."

Lu Xinghe's expression was numb, as if there was no other bad news in this world that could knock him down, he pretended to be optimistic and said: "The poor prognosis does not mean that there will be no recovery. It's just that there are relatively few people who can recover. Lin He's always lucky to have a bandit."

Xu Jin couldn't bear it, hesitated again and again, and finally told him the truth: "The reality is that most patients can't wait for that day...Mr. Lu, you have to be mentally prepared, the risk of death in a short period of time is very high. .”

These words were like a thunderbolt, splitting the tormented world.

But Lu Xinghe didn't respond at all, only the sunglasses he was holding slipped to the ground.Xu Jin bent down to pick it up for him, and he stretched out his hand to pick it up. Unfortunately, even his fingertips were blue, but he still remembered to thank him.

He remembered that Lin Youban said that as a public figure, the likes and dislikes of the audience can sometimes kill people.Therefore, it is necessary for an artist to be more polite than ordinary people and pay more attention to details when dealing with people.

Coming out of the director's office in a daze, Lu Xinghe felt that the weather in mid-December was extremely cold today.The central air conditioner in the inpatient department seemed to be broken. It was so cold that my teeth chattered and my whole body shivered.

In the corridor of the inpatient department, he ran into Chu Qiubai who was wearing only a thin woolen sweater and a white coat.

The youngest chief of surgery in the history of the hospital seemed to be in a bad mood. He caught a little nurse who brought breakfast to the front desk to eat, her cheeks stuffed with egg pancakes were puffed out, and she was chewing. Nor is it.

But Lu Xinghe didn't even see such a living person with a strong sense of presence.He slammed straight into him out of his mind.

Chu Qiubai's tailbone hurt so badly that he wanted to stick it on, and when he hit him like that, he made a "hiss" on the spot, and turned his head to scold. Seeing that it was Lu Xinghe, his gloomy face finally cleared up a little.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing that Lu Xinghe didn't answer, he glanced at the director's office where someone was obviously there, and then at Lu Xinghe's gloomy face, hesitantly asked: "Xu came in? Have you talked with him? Where is Lin Youbandi's film? What did he do?" explain?"

Faced with this series of questioning, Lu Xinghe seemed to have just reacted, grabbed Chu Qiubai's arm and asked: "Director Chu, you said before that Lin Youbandi's recovery is very likely..."

Chu Qiubai didn't sleep all night. In the morning, he was so angry with his cohabitant that he didn't have time to eat breakfast. After being pinched so hard by him, his eyes turned black from the pain. He almost got angry and nodded hurriedly: "I said , you let go first, strangling me will not do you any good."

Only then did Lu Xinghe let go of his hand, but his expression was as if the sky had collapsed.

What Chu Qiubai was holding in his hand was Lin Youband's follow-up visit report. He was in the outpatient clinic this morning, but now he came to the inpatient department to reason with Xu Jin.

Lu Xinghe's eyes were red, but there were no tears. When Chu Qiubai suspected that he was about to cry and bleed, he asked again: "When will he wake up?"

Chu Qiubai rubbed his pinched arm, and summed it up angrily: "Maybe you will wake up tomorrow, maybe you will die tomorrow." He tapped Lu Xinghe's head with the rolled-up report: "Okay , don’t look like you’re going to be a concubine, go back and change your clothes, you’re going to be moldy! You don’t want to see you wearing the clothes you haven’t changed for three days when Lin Youban wakes up! Go home and wash bath."

Lu Xinghe didn't listen to anything, only heard the sentence "Lin Youbandit wake up", he pulled Chu Qiubai's sleeve like pulling the last straw: "Lin Youbandit will wake up, right? "

Chu Qiubai nodded to him: "Yes, you should hurry back and take a shower and change your clothes. He might wake up by the time you come back."

Facing Lin Youband's awakening, Lu Xinghe was easily persuaded.He immediately hurried to the parking lot in a panic.

The driver was already waiting for him in the car.

Lin Youban always refused to let him drive by himself when he was in a hurry to get angry, for fear of any mistakes.He didn't have time to think about how the driver would know that he wanted to use the car, so he opened the door and got in. He said anxiously, "Go back to Tangcheng Binjiang, hurry up."