Double Bracelets

In the hospital late at night, Wang Chanyue was sitting in front of the window holding a milk bottle.There is water in the empty bottle, if you keep it, of course you can't have the milk delivered every day, Wang Chanyue just covets its warm touch.In the days when the windows were wide open and the bombings continued at night, she knew what life meant when she was in the hospital. The day before yesterday, a patient insisted on moving to a place near the window for fresh air. Injured, he managed to survive but couldn't breathe, so he had to lean against the window and ask the nurse to open the window wide for him.Recently, the air defense warning came later and later, and sometimes it was too late to run.Everyone persuaded him, what if some kind of bomb came and came towards your window?It's not that accurate, but who knows?He didn't listen, and said some life-and-death words, so I had to pull him over.

Wang Chanyue knew that he was suffering from suffocation, and felt uncomfortable after going down the basement several times.But his breathlessness is really just a psychological effect on him.Only three or ten minutes later, the air raid came at night, and the hospital was blown up to two and a half floors, and the bomb fell on that window.

On the night that no bones remained of this man, the bombing of the city suffocated thousands of people in the tunnels.Others still lamented that people like Wang Chanyue, who had already been busy in the hospital with a hard heart, felt that it was good to die—although the way of death was terrible, they could only be thrown into a mass grave and buried together—but it was better than being buried by others. Qiang was seriously injured by the stampede and sent to the hospital but couldn't be saved, and Qiang suffered in vain.

Colleagues who went to the rescue team also died unfortunately.The hospital has not allowed them, doctors who can perform major operations, to go out, worrying that if they are lost, it will be over.The number of wounded soldiers sent back from the front line was not as large as in the past, and Wang Chanyue didn't have to think about it, knowing that it wasn't because they were not injured, but because they died directly, and there was no time to send them back.

A blacked out city, dark.She sat in front of the window, her whole body hidden in the darkness.Evening wind in mid-June was not cool, my clothes were sticky with Han Shui, but my hands were clean and cold, just tired—not long after surgery, seven hours, two seriously injured.Leaving others to handle the rest, she wanted to sit and rest for a while.Let go of the freshly washed hair, thinking about the hot weather, it’s good, the water can be dried into hot water in the afternoon, and you don’t need to take shelter from the wind when you blow your hair at night, the wind is always hot.

In the darkest midnight of the city, Fu Yiheng may or may not descend.Or she is doing what she wants in some corner of the city.Recently, Wang Chanyue sometimes has an inexplicable feeling that Fu Yiheng is very close to her, but he is right there and refuses to approach her.Like those things that are kept from themselves.It seems that if she doesn't tell herself, she can still pretend that she doesn't know, and this kind of pretending can help her stay out of the matter to some extent - at least Fu Yiheng thinks so, and expects like this, even if it is very naive.

She stared blankly at the sky above the dark city. The dark and dilapidated buildings seemed like a cave full of vampire bats.She reached out and touched the junction of the deltoid muscle and the pectoralis major near her left shoulder blade, tapped it lightly with her middle finger, then held her right hand empty, and then stretched out her five fingers, shivering.

When a bullet comes in, from the small wound when it enters the body to the huge wound when it exits the body, it easily destroys important muscles and tissues and takes away a large amount of blood. If it hits an important internal organ, it may die immediately .A soldier who was shot at the front line may die. Without blood transfusion, without disinfection, without antibiotics, and unable to remove the bullet in time, there are hundreds of causes of death, and the lack of anything is an accomplice.

She is only now beginning to really understand that when he was in class, the professor told them that the most common feeling he has been in medicine for so many years is that he is powerless.The professor said that no matter how much the patient fears death, and the family members can no longer accept it and go crazy, there is nothing they can do about it.

She has seen people whose limbs were blown away but couldn't be saved by sending them over. She has also seen people whose family members died unexpectedly in the bombing, and people whose patients were lying in bed and couldn't keep going. , the dean asked them to act according to the rules with a dark face, just as cruel as the primitive tribe choosing who to save and who to abandon.War is a beast, and humans will be transformed into the same animals by it.

She always feels that it is easy for you to reject a person who is seeking survival.After all, you just left his life and death to God to decide, not in your own hands.But those who want to die, of course they have to refuse, but they can't do it.During the bombing the day before yesterday, she only cared about moving the seriously wounded downstairs.When she came back from the air-raid shelter, she saw the head nurse sitting on the ruined wall wiping tears. She rushed up to see if the head nurse was okay, but the head nurse shook her head, speechless.Seeing the blood all over her body, Wang Chanyue was worried that she might have some trauma. During the inspection, the head nurse held her hand and pointed to the pile of rubble in front of her.She went to turn over the rubble and saw a young nurse buried underneath.It wasn’t until everyone dug up the rubble and carried her out that they found that her legs had been blown away, but she didn’t pass out immediately from the pain. She probably thought that the rest of her life was hopeless—no money for medical treatment, no job, and no relatives. — Then he picked up the fallen scalpel and wiped his neck to commit suicide.

The head nurse said that the girl was right in front of her at the time, and she wanted to save her, but was knocked to the ground by the bombing shock. He rushed over with a long stride, but it was still too late.Warm blood spurted from the artery and splashed on the head nurse's clothes.

Life goes by so easily, from [-] to [-], people's confidence is getting weaker and weaker like their physique.Wang Chanyue knew that her uncle had defected to the enemy and betrayed the country, and also knew that his parents had to donate money to the Wang puppet government.Can she blame her parents?They just want to ask for a life.He even believed that the war of resistance would be lost, and then wanted to buy a way out for himself and his brothers through this way.

She found it extremely ridiculous, as if no matter what she chose, fate left her with only irony.

"You are blowing in the wind like this, what should you do if you catch a cold tomorrow? Is it contagious to the patient on the operating table?" Fu Yiheng's voice came from behind, and Wang Chanyue could imagine her doting and blaming expression without turning her head. "It's not cold. It won't be so easy to get sick." "That's what you said, who is the one who has been drinking traditional Chinese medicine?" Fu Yiheng walked over, stretched out his left hand, turned her head gently and kissed her, Wang Chanyue hesitated. As if feeling that it wasn't enough, he bit Fu Yiheng's lips lightly when they parted, "Oh, you're really like a wolf at thirty!"

So Wang Chanyue hit her.

Fu Yiheng went to close the window, "It's not that I won't let you open it, just don't open it so big. If you pour it in, you're tired from the operation again." While closing the window, he glanced down and saw It seemed that someone had met her eyes, and then rushed in. Fu Yiheng was stunned for a moment, filtering out a few possibilities in his mind, "When you are tired, you will be weaker. What if you get wind?"

Closed the window halfway, walked back and pulled Wang Chanyue, Wang Chanyue still looked at her with a smile on her face, "You closed it halfway, what's the difference? Where did you go today?"

Fu Yiheng didn't answer, just pulled her up and left, putting his index finger on his lips as if silent.Wang Chanyue understood that what should come will always come, and of course she will be targeted one day.

Fu Yiheng often comes to the hospital, so he is naturally very familiar with the building structure.She guessed that there were about two people who came. Too many people have been cut off recently, and the other end has lost contact. Maybe they have really been exposed?It's also really quick to start. "Where is the operating room?" She tilted her head and asked Wang Chanyue, Wang Chanyue immediately led her to the nearest vacant operating room, opened the drawer, "Which one do you want?" There were all scalpels shining brightly.

"Anyway, there are no old ones, they are all sterilized." Fu Yiheng glanced at her, smiled slyly, and after picking out two, handed one to Wang Chanyue, "You've learned too well." Then he pulled her and turned to go to the corridor. go.

Wang Chanyue couldn't laugh when she heard the words "learn bad".

If there were two people coming, Fu Yiheng would not be unable to handle it by himself, but now with Wang Chanyue, he had to be more resourceful no matter what.And this is in the hospital, the other party is in a hurry, she can't hurt the innocent.Are you thinking about it or just hide in the downstairs office?Anyway, it's easy to handle when you come, but if the other party can't find it, it's hard to handle it if you can't find it. . .The two went down from the third floor to the second floor through the main corridor, and met one of them at the corner.

The so-called people scare people and scare people to death, the scene is not without embarrassment, it makes people laugh and cry.When the man saw Fu and Wang, he was amazed that these two dared to come down from the main road. He hesitated for a while whether to confront Fu Yiheng head-on, but then thought of his pistol. The gun was loud. He was afraid of alarming others. Whether to fight or not. do not fight

puff.

The scalpel flew over and straightened his neck, piercing the trachea precisely.

Fu Yiheng walked to the middle of the corridor and looked around, but no one came.Quiet and a little weird.Wang Chanyue carefully opened the scalpel, Fu Yiheng took it immediately, took out a handkerchief and wiped Wang Chanyue's fingerprints on it.She looked around vigilantly, the hospital was well-equipped, no matter how big it was, the man could have appeared from anywhere, what if he was hiding in a ward and was about to shoot coldly?Although it is said that they are just some youth gang disciples who were lucky enough to sneak into Chongqing, but they are too stupid to make it through, right?

When she was at a loss, in order to avoid bad influence, Wang Chanyue told her, why not throw the body out first?It was right after thinking about it, anyway, so many people died all day long, and who and whose subordinates died on the street at night.The window was open, and the deceased was thin and short. The two of them threw the thing from the second floor to the ground of the first floor without any effort.

Boom.The sound of flesh falling on the sand.

Fu Yiheng was worried that someone would take the opportunity to come over to pay attention to the nearby sounds, so he remembered after throwing away the body, where is the weapon on this guy just now?But Wang Chanyue suddenly handed over a warm and greasy iron lump. "Here." Fu Yiheng gave her a surprised look, shook his head slightly, with disbelief written all over his face.

She then led Wang Chanyue to walk to the left carefully, and opened the door carefully every time she passed a ward for inspection.Checking one by one, the patients and their family members were either sleeping or empty.The person who came to chase and kill Fu Yiheng was only thinking of catching the other party and killing him to ensure safety. How could Wang Chanyue's heart be filled with sweetness at this moment, and she even hoped that the two of them would die together at this moment.

To die together, there is no future possibility, luck or misfortune is irrelevant.As long as Fu Yiheng's hand is still tightly holding her at this moment.

In a daze, she looked at Fu Yiheng's profile. In the dark, she couldn't see the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, but she vividly imagined them.It's beautiful, you know?You are so beautiful even when you are old.I can't even imagine how you look without all your teeth. You must be as charming as the old Parisian woman you described to me.

Suddenly, I felt a chill on my back, someone's gaze!

She turned her head and saw a shadow vaguely.Fu Yiheng seemed to have noticed it too. Two gunshots were fired, and Wang Chanyue subconsciously threw Fu Yiheng down.She knew that a bullet was coming at such a short distance, and she couldn't block it for Fu Yiheng with her flesh and blood, so she had to live together or die together.

After the silence, there was no sound at all, and no one even came out to see what was going on.After Fu Yiheng confirmed that she was fine, he stood up with his gun raised, and covered Wang Chanyue behind him, and walked over to find that there was no one there.She could feel it, as if she could feel the infrared rays emitted by living things.

There was nothing on the ground except a pool of blood.Looks like it hit.Following the bloodstains, the other party ran away.

"Huh." She breathed out, turned around to look at Wang Chanyue, and saw tears in her eyes. "It's okay, it's okay, don't you think I'm okay? You're okay and I'm okay, it's over." Wang Chanyue stretched out her arms to wrap her arms around her neck, and kissed her mouth that could always spit out "deceitful nonsense" up.