Love Killer

"You sent it too late!" The doctor in a white coat scolded them when he saw the patients being lifted from the ambulance.

"Never mind whether it's too late or not! Save him!" Feston pulled up his collar, with an expression that made one believe that if he didn't do what he said, he could do anything.

The doctor just complained and nodded quickly, "I can save him if you let go..."

But it's best not to have too much expectation, he said in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, just kidding, they have to see a few of this kind of lunatic every month, he already knew how to deal with the family members of this kind of patients, It's better to do more and talk less.

"Do your best to save him!" Holding the collar on the collar seemed to strangle him to death, Feston squeezed his fist again and let go.

Nothing is more important than time now.

It was dark, it was already late at night, and Feston was wandering outside the door of the operating room of the hospital. He knew what sequelae would be caused by excessive bleeding, but now he couldn't remember it at all. He only had Feng Zhannuo's pale face in front of him. Face.

"He can't last that long, he's dying." A voice came from behind, and Feston suddenly turned his head. The lizard saw his terrifying face, and Feston looked at him calmly, as if he was trying to restrain himself Don't tear him to pieces.

"He will not die, he will live." In the empty corridor, Fieston stood under the light of the operating room, the pale light cast a layer of paleness on his face, "He must live! "

The clenched fist smashed against the wall, leaving a trace of dark red. The lizard was very experienced in death, and he knew how much, or how small, the possibility of human beings surviving in this situation was.

"He is a legend in this circle, but since I knew he was very close to an FBI, I thought the ghost legend would end here." Lizard narrated in the tone that he said was right, Immediately, he was knocked to the ground by Feston.

"I'll keep your life—" Pushing away the two accompanying prison guards, he lifted the lizard from the ground, "Leave it to him."

If it is said that the person in front of him is a killer like him, the lizard will definitely believe it. Being stared at by these cold gray eyes is like being stared at by a poisonous snake.

"...if he can survive." Lizard looked at the door of the operating room with him.

He was let go, and the face of the FBI, whose attack was not much worse than that of a killer, seemed to have a dark color of pain, like a shadow covering all expressions.

Feston stood motionless on the spot, he seemed to have turned into a fossil, nothing could make him move, judging from his rock-like expression, no one could be sure that he had listened to the lizard's words, considering possibility of death.

It seems that his soul is not in himself, but somewhere else.

Lizard secretly looked around. He was under the supervision of prison guards and went to the hospital for treatment. His chest and abdomen had been hit hard, and he was still in pain. He went for an examination just now, and the two prison guards looked at him one by one. Looking at him, they are waiting for the results of the investigation.

Feston is also waiting.

Time passed by every minute and every second, his standing posture did not change, even the wrinkle on his sleeves did not move a single bit, the blood on his body dried up and formed hard lumps, his sight It also seems to have formed a substance, solidified on the door of the operating room for a long time.

The phone rang again and again, buzzing and vibrating in the pocket, stopped after no one answered, rang again, and kept repeating until the battery of the phone was exhausted and there was no more calls.

Feston waited for the results, he did not accept any possibility of death.

Feng Zhannuo was also waiting, he lost his way in the chaos.

He didn't remember why he was here, and he seemed to have almost forgotten who he was. There was a blank space around him, and there was a dazzling white light, which was guiding him.

He approached step by step, the light in front of him was very warm, as if he would get all the satisfaction as long as he walked in, he didn't have to worry about anything, he would be very happy and peaceful, and he would no longer have to worry about anything.

"Are you going to let go and run away?" A question suddenly sounded.

escape?He never ran away, he didn't know who was calling him, but he knew that he had forgotten an important thing, what exactly was it...

He stopped, and a voice seemed to come from far away, "Think of me! You can't give up yet! Come back!"

"You come back to me!"

"Come back to me!"

"If we never met..."

"...Because I'm afraid of losing you..."

"You can blame me, Zhan Nuo..."

"I don't allow you to die...you can't die in front of me..."

The mournful and frenzied cry kept echoing, over and over again, as if trying to stop him from going to the final outcome. In the haze, two roads appeared in front of him, one was cold and dark, and the other was bright and warm.

That voice kept calling his name, for some reason, every time he walked towards the light, that voice gave him the illusion of heartache, and every step was difficult.

Suddenly there was a voice in his mind, and he suddenly remembered the owner of this voice—Feston.Al Qaeda!

With a sharp gasp, Feng Zhannuo opened his eyes, and the anesthetist shouted, "The patient is resistant to anesthesia, and the drug is overdue, and he will wake up soon!"

"Tachy heartbeat—dangerous!" There was chaos in the operating room.

Feston, who was waiting outside the door, tightly clenched his fists, his trembling hands lost consciousness, and he couldn't even feel the pain. Now he can't help anything, damn it!Damn it!Damn it!

Time is meaningless at this time, whether there are people around, it doesn't make any sense to Feston.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the operating room suddenly opened, but he seemed to have lost control of his legs, and he couldn't move his feet until the doctor walked up to him, "The operation is over—"

The doctor's mouth opened and closed, talking about the final result, Feston only heard one sentence, and that one sentence was enough.

hospital, daytime.

This is an unpleasant dream.

Feston hoped that the person on the bed would wake up as soon as possible.

Facing the white walls in the ward, Fieston sat by the bed, Feng Zhannuo was lying on the bed, his face was still ugly, the hospital equipment made a small sound, because of the wound, Feng Zhannuo had to lie on his side, Feston just watched him sleeping, without changing his posture.

"Is he afraid that if he moves, Ian will die?" Hecate was the one who got the news the soonest, and it was already the afternoon of the second day when he rushed to the hospital as soon as possible. Stephanie and Bob looked around secretly outside the ward .

"Anyway, Ian Noye is still alive." Bob looked inside with relief and dissatisfaction, "Why can't we go in?"

"If you're not afraid of Caesar's face, you can go in. That man looks like he owes him millions when he sees everyone." Stephanie shook her finger, as long as she saw that Ian was fine, she wouldn't take it easy. It's boring.

"Those prison guards are still there. They put handcuffs on Ian, just on the armrest of his hospital bed." Not liking that thing, Bob snorted coldly, Stephanie chuckled, "That thing doesn't mean anything to Ian The function is just as an ornament, I think his current appearance matches the handcuffs very well."

"As long as people are alive, you don't think it's a big deal, don't you?" Bob knew her well, and Stephanie was the kind of woman who could face most problems with ease, and her only weakness might be her children.

"You're right, as long as he's still alive." Looking inside, Stephanie pouted, "Let's go, we have nothing to do here, Feston Kaida will take good care of him, even if someone wants to find him There's not much Ian can do about his troubles."

Bob glanced in several directions, "Of course, there is Hecate's field worker working as a guard in the hospital, so of course nothing like that will happen."

Stephanie was told by Lao Baobo, and looking at the clear smile on his face, as if looking at a stubborn child, even the leader of Hecate was a little annoyed now, "Don't just talk about me, except for me. Hecate, didn't you see there are other people, my people have no turn to make a move, and it's too late to evade."

As soon as she turned her eyes, all the people in the direction of her gaze were Fy's people, and they were all familiar faces, her lips painted with red lipstick raised a fox, "That man actually called his team for a private matter, it seems It's a fight."

"He's crazy, the FBI will find him trouble sooner or later." Old Bob was not yet dim-witted, he could see the situation clearly.

The two young men were getting deeper and deeper, he shook his head, took out a wine bottle from his pocket and started singing, but his face showed a satisfied expression, as long as Ian can be happy, as long as that kid can get happiness...

Using the excuse of guarding important prisoners, Feston mobilized his manpower and arranged a lot of his people in this hospital to prevent any further problems with Feng Zhannuo during this period.

This is ultra vires, and the prisoners who are already in custody should have nothing to do with him during the hospitalization, but now he doesn't care about it.

Feston held Feng Zhannuo's hands. On these hands without fingerprints, the skin was warm, it was warm... With infinite gratitude, he lowered his head and kissed his fingertips.