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Municipal People's Hospital, parking lot.

Yan Ji picked up the teacher and rushed into the emergency room. The nurse on duty saw the injured man was covered in blood, and hurried to get the emergency cart.The doctor on duty ran out of the office after hearing the sound: "What's wrong?"

The nurse spoke very quickly: "Traumatic hemorrhage, weak pulse rate, shallow breathing, coma and loss of consciousness, accompanied by signs of dilated pupils."

"How did you get hurt?"

Yan Ji answered truthfully: "I don't know."

The doctor on duty took off the blood-stained shirt, only to see two wounds on the abdomen, the skin and flesh turned upside down, horrifying.In the blink of an eye, streams of fresh blood overflowed from the wound.

"Compression to stop the bleeding! Ventilator! Prepare for intravenous infusion! Cross-matching blood, blood transfusion to replenish blood volume to correct shock!"

"Prepare for retroperitoneal inflation contrast, blood routine, abdominal CT examination!"

"Immediately notify the surgeon and anesthesiologist to prepare for the operation, report to the director, ask for support, and return to the hospital to assist in the rescue!"

Yan Ji didn't dare to delay for a moment, registered, paid the fee, took the medicine, paid the fee again, paid the deposit, went through hospital procedures, ran up and down, sweating profusely.

Outside the operating room, emergency lights were on red.

Yan Ji looked down at the long payment slip in his hand: 1450 yuan for general anesthesia, 180 yuan for emergency anesthesia, debridement, tendon anastomosis, Su Taisheng, laboratory fee, electrocardiogram, oxygen fee, digital photography...

Just looking at it twice, dizzy and upset.

Yan Ji folded the receipt in his hand and stuffed it back into his pocket.

The sound of shoe soles slapping the ground came from behind, which was very clear in the empty corridor outside the operating room.Yan Ji suddenly thought of the young lady, turned around and saw Zhao Xiaobing hurried over.

When Zhao Xiaobing saw a large bloodstain on Yan Ji's T-shirt, he was terrified: "Yan Ji?"

Yan Ji shook his head slightly, indicating that he was fine.

Zhao Xiaobing glanced at the operating room and asked, "I saw our car when I passed by the parking lot, and I looked into the car, my good guy, there is a big pool of blood on the car mat. What's the situation?"

Yan Ji: "I'll clean it up later."

"That's not what I mean, I don't blame you." Zhao Xiaobing sighed, and hastily explained, "I thought you took a pregnant woman and gave birth in the car, and I thought that you would become famous now. gone."

Yan Ji was very considerate and smiled.

After a few seconds of awkward silence, Zhao Xiaobing saw the payment slip in Yan Ji's hand, and said urgently: "Hey, didn't I tell you not to pay medical expenses! Don't pay medical expenses! The hospital has a green emergency channel, and we bought insurance... ..."

Zhao Xiaobing is justified in being anxious. These days, good people always suffer.

Yan Ji looked down at the name on the fee bill, feeling a little dazed for a moment, and said softly, "It's my teacher."

Zhao Xiaobing was a little dazed. In his concept, the teacher was a class enemy, and he wouldn't die, but it was definitely not worth the risk of paying medical expenses in advance.

He scratched the back of his head, and muttered dryly: "That's okay...the hospital won't fail to save people, if you spend the money..."

Yan Ji comforted him: "Teacher is not that kind of person. Didn't you tell me before that the green channel is called conservative treatment, and if you can't die, just throw it aside, and if you're about to die, just hang on."

Zhao Xiaobing looked at Yan Ji, and the more he watched, the more he liked her. Such a good-tempered, talkative, and kind-hearted girl can't be tricked by others.He planned to find someone to inquire in his heart, so he asked, "Which teacher is it?"

"you do not know."

Zhao Xiaobing was stunned, he and Yan Ji had been classmates for six years, in junior high and high school together.And Yan Ji University is thousands of miles away, could it be a primary school teacher?

"Primary school teacher? Your memory is too good."

Hearing Zhao Xiaobing's disgusting tone, Yan Ji laughed.Not to mention the primary school teacher, she can't even remember the name of the primary school.

Zhao Xiaobing was even more worried: "Have you notified his family? Wouldn't it be you who signed the operation? You should contact him immediately. The hospital fee is a bottomless pit, and the drug trafficking is not enough to pay the medical fee."

Yan Ji changed the subject: "Zhao Xiaobing, have you seen a man wearing a white shirt and black skirt, um, about my height, very temperamental, very..."

"It's really pretty." Zhao Xiaobing's eyes lit up immediately, and he smiled a bit straight, "Well, it's not as good-looking as yours. I saw her walking towards the gate in the parking lot and getting into a taxi."

"That's good." Yan Ji felt a little guilty, because he had clearly agreed to give it away to others.She was concentrating on recalling, but for a moment she couldn't remember what he was called.

10 minutes ago.Yan Deng stood in a corner of the emergency room.She held the book in her left hand, rested her right hand on her left arm, moved her index finger slightly and drew a very short horizontal stroke on her arm, and watched Yan Ji run down the stairs for the third time.

Yan Ji frowned, his cheeks were tense, and his eyes were full of anger, like a little dragon that only opened its mouth to breathe fire.

That used to be Yan Deng's favorite creature.

Yan Ji didn't notice Yan Deng, she went straight to the payment office, and at the same time, her facial features began to stretch.

With his forearm resting on the marble countertop, Yan Ji slightly bent down to look at the toll collector in the small window, with a polite smile and friendly eyes, talking softly.

Yan Deng turned and left.

The hospital was not quiet in the middle of the night. The drunken brawlers were bragging for revenge with their faces covered in blood; Like a battle horn.

"In this world,

Either joy or sorrow slips away,

Except for "impermanence", everything refuses to stay. "

Yan Deng walked out of the hospital gate, and the long-awaited taxi drove past immediately.The driver was the bald man Yan Ji had seen on Airport Avenue a few hours ago.

The bald man called out respectfully, "Miss."

Yan Deng opened the book: "Go to the World Garden."

World Garden is a fairly large old community, next to the moat and close to the new urban area.In the community, cars returning late circle around looking for parking spaces, and delivery guys in yellow and blue T-shirts come and go in a hurry.

The bald man parked the car and hurriedly got out of the car and opened the rear door.He was not proficient in doing it, and he bowed and smiled with the door halfway open: "Here we are."

Yan Deng didn't care.

She strolled through the buildings, came to the southernmost part of the community, and walked into a unit.

The bald man followed suit, but his heart was fluttering, his eyelids twitched like he was scaring himself.

The community, like people, cannot survive the time.The red paint on the wooden handrails is cracked, the dirt on the ground is accumulated over the years, the closed security doors are dusty, and the faded blessing characters and couplets form a listless face, looking at the two visitors with drooping facial features .

Yan Deng stopped on the fourth floor.

In the dim light, she raised her chin slightly.

The bald man understood, licked his lips and knocked on the door, "Dong dong dong", "Dong dong dong", "Dong dong dong" three times in a row, but no one answered.

The bald man looked back at Yan Deng first, took out a short steel wire and a small pair of tweezers from his belt, and went to the keyhole to fiddle with it.

The anti-theft door made a soft "click", and the bald man listened for a few seconds, then carefully opened the door.

The bald man and Yan Deng entered the house, and the anti-theft door closed again.Silence was restored in the corridor, and the bright light of the sensor lamp was refracted by the mottled wall of the stairwell into a vague hazy yellow.

The dim light did not satisfy the narrow space, and spread down the stairs step by step, trying to shine into the darkness of the third floor.

And the next second, the sensor light goes off.

Darkness swept across, but the corridor became lively.Across the thin walls, drunken men snored loudly, and angry women screamed and cursed.There is also the sound of a child reciting words, which is vague and funny like a little monk chanting scriptures.The rattling gunshots on someone's TV, accompanied by the rumbling music of the old air conditioner.

"Clap."

The living room lights came on.

The sight in front of him made the bald man forget to withdraw his hand from pressing the switch.The living room was empty and there was nothing, the doors of the two rooms were open, and even the wooden floor on the ground was pried away.

The bald man was dumbfounded: "This, what kind of god is this, and the attack is too extreme."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, the bald man hung his head guiltily.He had been transferred to this city for two years, and the No. [-] target was right under his nose, but he hadn't even noticed it.If this person is convicted, the happy days will be over.

No, even if the higher-ups don't blame him, the happy days are over.

The bald man raised his eyelids and took a peek at Yan Deng, but quickly retracted his gaze before he could see clearly, feeling nervous and terrified.

Holding the scroll in his hand, Yan Deng stood in the middle of the living room with lowered eyelashes and a silent expression.

As time passed by, the bald man felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner, and he huddled in the corner of the wall in fear, not daring to make a sound.Suddenly Yan Deng stepped into the bedroom, and the bald man wanted to follow, when he moved his ears and heard footsteps.

"tread."

The soles of the sneakers hit the ground.

The sensor light on the first floor was the first to react.The footsteps were hurried, and the sensor lights on the second, third and fourth floors lit up in sequence with almost no interval.

Soon the doorbell rang.

"Click." The anti-theft door opened, and a bald head poked out, "Beauty, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for it." Yan Ji was a little surprised, looked up at the house number, lowered his head and took out the electricity bill card from his short wallet.

That's right, that's the address.

Yan Ji asked: "Hi, may I ask if you live here alone?"

Seeing that the other party did not recognize him, the bald man immediately felt relieved: "I live alone, and I am not the second landlord. Who are you? From the neighborhood committee?"

Yan Ji pinched the electricity bill card, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Excuse me, when did you rent the house?"

The bald man put on an inexplicable face: "When? It's been a while, I can't remember clearly, what's the matter with you?"

Yan Ji was disappointed. The hospital said that she would be admitted to the ICU for observation after the operation, but after paying the operation fee, her savings turned into a bill of more than 3000 Huabei.I found the electricity bill card from the teacher's short wallet. Although I was surprised that the teacher moved here from the provincial capital, I was more fortunate that the hospitalization fee had been settled.

"I'm sorry, I found the wrong place." Yan Ji was about to leave after speaking and suddenly felt a little strange.She sniffled, took a deep breath, and smelled a familiar smell of ink.

The bald man was startled. Although he didn't know what Yan Ji had discovered, his animal-like vigilance made him realize something was wrong.In an instant, his heart was overwhelmed, the veins on the back of his right hand popped up and he was about to drag Yan Ji into the room.

"Jinglingling~jinglingling~jinglingling~"

Yan Ji's phone rang suddenly.

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-11-2418:51:34~2019-11-2519:03:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: nanjoballno☆, Yan Huiwang-, jshf001, 1 crooked fossil;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：Crazy_vegetable60瓶；年轻的樵夫呦50瓶；瓮中羊、翼10瓶；桃花7瓶；conyhe1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!