Double Bracelets

The closer you hit, the more flesh and blood you lose.Fu Yiheng was scared to death at first, but luckily she was scared to death later—Wang Chanyue lost a large piece of flesh and blood, and the wound was shocking. She might never grow back, but according to the surgeon and her partner, her internal organs were intact. Except for the broken bones, it didn't touch the vitals {64}.The incident happened in the hospital, and he was treated almost immediately.The warheads found at the scene were also very common bullets, and it was even suspected that they cut corners, because the destructive power was not as expected, and it must be because the amount of gunpowder was lowered. SQ itself is also shoddy, probably because it is really impossible to get any good products, or it is useless to give good products to this skinny old man.

The old man was bribed by others. In the morning, when he saw that the money for buying him was in the hands of his son, he told his son to run away quickly, and shot at night.He is also a real person.Fu Yiheng didn't want to listen to his explanation at all, he didn't want to explain at all, and she didn't have to punish him. Wang Haopeng was furious at the door of the operating room and grabbed the police chief by the collar to ask him to punish him severely—even if it was just severe punishment, this person had no hope of living and had already lost his life. Elderly people with working ability.

She only had time to accompany the bed, quietly waiting for her to wake up beside the unconscious Wang Chanyue's bed, and she didn't even have time to look at Wang Jiyue's worried frowning brows and ice-cold gaze.It seems that Wang Chanyue's life at stake at the moment is a river, which can be seen for a while, but once she doesn't look at it, the flow will stop.

The old man said that he was instigated by an unknown person and only said that he wanted to beat Dr. Wang.He accepted it for money, without asking, let alone knowing who the people who bribed him were.Wang Haopeng may be able to guess who it is, and he also knows the relationship between his little sister and Fu Yiheng, but he can't resent him, he can only resent himself.He has long been marginalized in the system and lost in the struggle. If it weren't for having a traitor father who might still be able to recruit and his ability, he would have been squeezed out long ago.Since his father surrendered, he has inherited this so-called qualification to protect his family with his own power, but now a bullet with a poor manufacturing level pierced his little sister's left shoulder, leaving her life and death in doubt. This is not his failure, what is it? ?If no one dared to bully him because of his high position, so what if Fu Yiheng was retaliated against?Who dares to attack Wang Chanyue?He was angry and was going to find Jiang Xize.

Fu Yiheng stayed on the bed expressionlessly, and when she saw Wang Haopeng and his wife coming, she asked Yuan'e to go home and bring some of her clothes.The implication is to stay here and not go anywhere.At night, Jiang Xijie and Wang Jiyue planned to stay together so as not to be short-handed.The operation was done much faster than the shrapnel taken for Jiang Xijie at that time, but the situation is still not optimistic—although the quality of the bullet is poor, the cavity it created is still shocking. The impact force shatters the bone and takes away the flesh and blood. , saw the small bullet hole on the side of the chest.

It is always easy to operate, but difficult to recover and heal after surgery.Wang Jiyue looked at the bandage that was obviously empty, and her heart was about to break.Although it is said that things in the world are never known beforehand, but when things really happen, how can you not regret it?Even regretting is useless, these years I feel that Chanyue and Fu Yiheng are happy together, after all, it is a rare happiness to be able to stay with the one you love in life.But anyone with a discerning eye could see that the reason why Chanyue was attacked was largely because of Fu Yiheng.If it is said that the murderer also considered such an abominable factor as a big traitor in their family, it is unknown-after all, it is a stain like a street rat, but if Fu Yiheng's life was not coveted and put on the blacklist, but it was nothing more than hunting, how could there be? Such a dubious deadly gun against Wang Chanyue's white coat of treating illnesses and saving lives?

If I could have prevented you from being with Fu Yiheng back then, I could even have prevented your capillary-like, secretly interconnected, spreading emotions, would I have been able to prevent all your sorrow and pain and eternal physical incompleteness?

Thinking about it, she naturally started to cry, Jiang Xijie could only comfort her.She regretted that she had a crow's mouth before, and slapped herself a hundred and eight big mouths in her heart.It was the night when the three stayed vigil. At dawn, Wang Jiyue was tired and went to sleep. Fu Yiheng watched over the patient with a blank expression like a sculpture.

"How is it?" Jiang Xize obviously came from nowhere and finally rushed over. His body smelled of cigarettes and he didn't know what kind of strange smell. He hadn't shaved his beard for two days. "It's pretty stable. The doctor is also her partner. I came to see it a few times, and said it’s not bad. It’s just that it will be difficult to recover in the future.” Jiang Xize sighed after hearing this, “It’s the same as you. The result is the same.” Jiang Xijie hit him, “I said, Hao Peng I'm going to die of anger. Is that the one who did it?" "I don't know. Maybe. It won't be of any use if I ask. What's wrong with him?" Jiang Xijie described his distraught look, and Jiang Xize smiled wryly He said, "That's useless. He knows it himself, and of course the police can't find it out. If they find out, they dare not tell him. If you get shot coldly, you'll get it." He glanced at Fu Yiheng inside, "What do you want? , it was this aunt who took revenge on herself. She knows it herself."

Fu Yiheng's hearing ability is very good, of course she can hear what they are saying, her brain can also analyze it, and she can even respond to what Jiang Xize said in her heart: Yes, I know.I will have some plans.

It's just that she still looked indifferent on the surface, staring fixedly at Wang Chanyue's pale face.It's like there's a river of memories on her face, and she's wading through it.

Thinking of the clothes Wang Chanyue wore when she came to see her when she was still in Shanghai, the food she ate in that Chinese restaurant, the words she said, how she pitied those coolies, and the story she told.Thinking of the pear jelly candy she brought to herself when the two of them were in Peiping, and the books they read together, she was so sick all day long because of the anatomy class that she made the neighbors suspect that she was sick.Thinking of the gentle breath on her face when she observed her face like a timid kitten on a moonlit night.Thinking of sending her to the train, she was obviously angry and walked all the way with tears in her eyes. When the train started, she who had already left couldn't help but look back, and saw her looking at him with tears in her eyes.Thinking of her appearance when they reunited in Chongqing, the back view of her being knocked down by the shock wave of the explosion.

I used to think that seeing that back view was the most painful in my life, and I couldn't let her get close to the edge of losing.But now.

She was obedient to herself in Chongqing.Maybe because I follow her a lot, I seem to be the weak side on the surface. In fact, she always asks her own opinion first, and then makes a decision on many things—following the one she wants her to go to. Direction, and then ask yourself, naturally there is no time when things go wrong.As time goes on, of course she can perceive that this is a relationship that is almost completely dominated by herself. From the beginning of everything—she was the one who contacted her actively, otherwise how could she have been abducted by herself all the way to this point—to separation and reunion. She followed her own will, Fu Yiheng felt that it was safer for Wang Chanyue to leave this place, and if it was in line with what she should do, then she would leave; if she felt that she could not bear the love in her chest, and regardless of everything, then she would fall in love.

One day I asked her, what do you think of me, she obeyed her words.You are not so good to your sister.It was dusk at that time, the moonlight was bright, and I could see it sitting in the courtyard. The family basically didn't come back, and the two of them were sitting there drinking.She shook the wine glass in her hand, looked at the wine in the glass, looked up at herself again, and smiled.

As she grows older, she becomes more and more mature. Even though she occasionally has a bit of a little girl's attitude in front of her, she has completely become a graceful and mature woman, who has the ambition to settle down and even serve the country. Occupation, having one's own stance and values ​​in life, one's loved ones and memories of coexistence of happiness and pain, and one's own beauty like fine wine.Because of her unique beauty, her smile is extraordinarily touching.

I also thought to myself, why do I love her so much?Is it because I got her, or because of her beauty, or some characteristics like myself back then?No matter how I think about it, I can't think of an answer.Maybe because there is no answer, it is true love.

She said, I regard you as my god.

Her eyes, once glowing with multicolored lights, seemed to turn into pious white lights in anticipation of the coming of God as she said this.

If it wasn't for fear of hindering the wound, she would definitely hold Wang Chanyue's hand tightly.

Am I your god?But not only can God not protect you from harm and live a happy and healthy life, but on the contrary, God requires you to pay such a cruel price.

Will you regret it?for all this?Can you forgive me for everything I have done and may do in the future?These questions are never asked.I always hope that you can be happy every day, and you can count on not facing these days, because when they come, no preparation will help.But maybe, you are also silently bearing the pain caused by me in some places that I can't touch or don't want to show to me.

Maybe you're the more mature one, and there's always a part of me that never grew up.We are all constantly paying the price for this.

If I were your religion, what a weak and pernicious one it would be.

For Wang Chanyue, 1937 was a year of ups and downs, with a long and lonely journey as the theme, and tears of separation as evidence of memory; and 1945, perhaps also a year of ups and downs for her, with physical Great pain is the theme, and nightmare-like fear is the evidence of memory.

If this certificate could be discarded, she thought many years later, that would be great.It's just because it's a series of locks, so you can't just throw one away, and throw away all of them.But in the end, I found that all the things that were thrown out came back.

She was extremely weak at the moment, and the remaining anesthetic was still taking effect, she was immersed in a bizarre dream.She once again dreamed of the haggard woman lying on the couch.The light was still dim, and she completely forgot that she was the one who had been shot. With some obsession, she raised the bead curtain and walked in again, wanting to take a closer look at the woman's face.Unexpectedly, there were people beside the hospital bed, one was her sister and the other was her "brother-in-law". The room was filled with smoke and seemed to smell of sweet opium.The two seemed to be holding hands and looking at the tears in their eyes, and I felt a little strange looking at them, so they bypassed them by some strange circumstance, and pushed open the door—wondering to know if they came to the smokehouse—but it was cloudy outside, and it seemed that it was going to rain of.

It is going to rain?She touched her arms subconsciously, why is it so cold?

In an instant, there was a thunderbolt, and the world turned black and white.

The author has something to say:

{64}If it is not set up in this way, it will surely die.Purely the aura of the protagonist!

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