When cannon fodder becomes a sand sculpture

It is no exaggeration to say that Wenshuang was so scared that he peed.

His hand holding the steering wheel was steady, but Xuan Zhe's phone number was dialed several times before he dialed out, and his speech was a bit incoherent.

Xuan Zhe understood, let him concentrate on driving, and let him talk when he got to the hospital. Wen Shuang nodded repeatedly. There was no one on the road. There were everywhere on the chair, Wen Shuang took a deep breath, let go of all distracting thoughts, and slammed the accelerator.

Fortunately it came.

Wen Shuang bid farewell to Tan Li before, and originally went to Quanyi, but thinking about Tang Weisheng's eyes when he was leaving, there was something wrong with that, and the car drove towards the old house by accident, because Tang Weisheng walked all the way, and Wen Shuang drove down. Time passed one after the other, if Wen Shuang also took a walk on a whim, Tang Wei would probably be completely chilled.

The headlights pierced the night like a sharp sword, and the sound of brakes suddenly stopped at the hospital entrance.

Wen Shuang came twice a day.

Xuan Zhe stepped forward to open the door of the passenger seat, and was obviously stunned for a moment. Tang Weisheng fell to the outside. He hugged him, but immediately tightened his arms, and then carried the unconscious man onto the cart. Wen Shuang followed closely Finally, the doctor inserted a ventilator and various tubes into Tang Weisheng's body.

"Heart rate is too low, blood type."

"Pupis dilated and unresponsive to bright light."

"Hurry up!"

The trolley rushed into the operating room, and as the door closed, Wen Shuang almost knelt on the ground, but Xuan Zhe hugged him quickly, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "It's okay, it's okay, relax, relax and Wenshuang."

"I..." Wen Shuang coughed out a muffled sound after uttering only one word. He didn't feel anything when he was running, but now his throat was burning. It took him a while to recover from lying on Xuanzhe's shoulder, and he weakly completed the second half of the sentence : "I'm going to be scared to death..."

He was tortured by Xuan Zhe last night, and he woke up with a backache and a sore back just for a meal of braised pork. Who knew there were so many things going on and on.

"I know." Xuanzhe half hugged him and sat on the chair, patted his back lightly, "Did that motorcyclist in the afternoon hurt you?"

"No, the system stunned him." Wen Shuang touched his pocket as he spoke, a circular arc rose, fearing that he would lose the ball in a panic along the way.

"En." Xuanzhe's eyes were dim, "Leave this to me, and I'll let Cao Nanyu take you back?"

"No." Wen Shuang rubbed lightly twice, "I'll wait for him to come out safely."

To put it ironically, Xuan Zhe and Wen Shuang were waiting on the fifth floor, while Tan Li was on the third floor, separated by a yin and yang.

"Tan Li can't be blamed for this." Wen Shuang said softly, "His mother is the only relative he has, and Aunt Tan is really a very good person."

Xuan Zhe took a deep breath: "I know."

In fact, Xuan Zhe didn't want to understand Tang Weisheng was covered in blood. His family relationship has always been full of partiality. In short, from his standpoint, he didn't understand what Tan Li did to make Tang Weisheng go down this road with all his might. road.

Then the doctor came out and brought Xuanzhe not good news, but a critical illness notice. Xuanzhe was as heavy as a mountain, and the breeze could not flow around him. The man frowned and signed his name. Then he made a decisive decision and called Ask Cao Nanyu to organize all the shady things Tang Wansu has done in these years into a memorial book, so that women can read it at any time.

Tang Wansu could not stay in the Xuan family no matter what, but stayed with Tang Weisheng.

Time passed by every minute and every second, during which Tan Li called several times, but Wen Shuang was so angry that he didn't answer, Tang Wei didn't know if he was dead or alive, and he didn't really want to be reasonable.

Xuanzhe was sitting on the bench, and suddenly such an image appeared in his mind, it was a little blurry, but it did not hinder the memory, a six or seven-year-old milk doll, holding a SpongeBob SquarePants bottle and following behind him, with a rather annoying little tail Xuanzhe was also young at that time, and only knew that the child's mother had ruined his family. She was full of disgust and deliberately frightened Tang Weisheng. The child took two steps back timidly, wiped his nose, and continued to follow behind without saying a word. There was adoration in his eyes.

Tang Weisheng has been alive to this day, Xuanzhe asked himself, is he not responsible at all?

But everyone has helplessness, and when they have to do it, Xuanzhe suddenly began to regret it. He glanced at the red light in the operating room, thinking that as long as Tang Wei is born, it will not be a problem to buy thousands of SpongeBob SquarePants .

Don't call him childish anymore.

You can even take a step back and admit that Ultraman Noah is not number one in the universe.

Xuanzhe just discovered that he never really hated Tang Weisheng.

At three o'clock in the morning, the lights in the operating room suddenly went out, Wen Shuang and Xuan Zhe stood up at the same time.

The doctor's brows were full of exhaustion, he took off his mask and leaned against the door, smiling and nodding: "I've been rescued."

Wen Shuang's head buzzed, and he worshiped the gods and Buddhas he had just worshiped in his heart again. He couldn't quite hear what the doctor said afterwards, but Xuan Zhe could hear every word.

"However, his condition is not optimistic. During the entire operation, he had no desire to survive. Excessive blood loss led to hypoxia in the brain. It is unknown when he will wake up. I hope you can accompany him more."

Xuanzhe hired the most powerful medical team, the best nurses, and Tang Weisheng lay unconscious in a single ward with a bandage around his neck.

The wind and snow began to rage outside the window.

Wen Shuang was going to film a movie, Huang Taiyue was in a rush, so he could only find time to come to the hospital, and he had to avoid Tan Li for the first two days. If he didn't answer the phone, Tan Li would definitely be suspicious. Wen Shuang also answered later. Just asking three questions, thinking of Tang Weisheng's last entreaties and exhortations before he fell into a coma, his throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton.

Tan Li couldn't get any useful information from Wen Shuang, and Tang Weisheng's phone was turned off immediately, angry?Tan Li was helpless, he really couldn't forgive Tang Wansu.

"Xiao Li." Mother Tan knocked on the door and came in, carrying a cup of hot tea, with a worried look on her face: "Wei Sheng still can't be contacted? You said he's on a business trip, will he encounter any trouble? Do you know any friends? Help to find out."

"It's okay, mom, some of them are confidential, it's normal to shut down the phone." Tan Lixin said nonsense, and stroked back his mother's white hair from the sideburns: "Weisheng will bring him to see you as soon as he comes back."

Tan Mu's frowning eyebrows were slightly relaxed, and she nodded again and again: "Hey, it's done! I'll make ribs for Wei Sheng."

After a week like this, Wen Shuang came to the hospital almost every day, and watched Tang Weisheng lose weight a little. more and more disappointed.

Xuanzhe didn't want to talk about Li, but Wenshuang felt that it would be impossible to continue like this. Tang Weisheng would not be able to hold on one day.

However, before Wen Shuang could think of a way to deliver a message to Tan Li, the call from there came first.

"Wen Shuang, tell me where Wei Sheng is?!" Tan Li's tone was anxious and serious.

Wen Shuang cautiously asked, "What's wrong?"

"He has been shutting down the phone, how long has it been?" Tan Li became more and more wrong as he thought about it. He and Tang Weisheng were very excited that day, and it is time to calm down now. Today he adjusted his state to collect evidence and planned to formally sue Tang Wansu. Who knows A friend said that Tang Wansu had been in for three days, did she go in? !Tan Li was surprised, who sent it in?Tang Weisheng definitely couldn't let go of that hand, he suddenly panicked, as if the restlessness and anxiety that had been dormant for the past few days suddenly found a breakthrough, pouring hot oil all over his heart, not only panic, but also pain.

Wen Shuang didn't speak.

Tan Li's heart went straight to the bottom, and he didn't force him to ask, but his tone was weak, "Wen Shuang, tell me the truth, is something wrong? Don't mind, you are hiding it from me? No matter what How can I say that I didn’t break up with Weisheng, I understand when he is angry, can I go and coax him? Let’s have a brother, and I will treat you to a seafood dinner later, okay?”

Tan Liyue's voice trembled more and more: "Wen Shuang, where's Wei Sheng?"

Wen Shuang didn't dare to say anything, and hung up the phone directly.

"Don't you really want to tell him?" The system regained some energy, and tasted the milk tea just ordered with the help of Wenshuang, secretly lamenting that pearl milk tea is the greatest invention of mankind!

Wen Shuang gritted his teeth: "If he wants to know, he can find out. Once he comes, Tang Weisheng will be rescued. Otherwise, even if I kidnap people, it will be nothing more than blaming each other."

Tan Li is here. He has been following Wen Shuang from the set, and he has followed him all the way. When he opened the car door and saw a familiar hospital, he almost fell out. Tan Li didn't have the patience to wait for Wen Shuang to open the door of which ward. He rushed in when the elevator door was about to close.

Wen Shuang was just taken aback when he pressed his shoulder, but then he let out a sigh of relief, her face tensed, "What are you doing here?"

Tan Li's eyes flickered with panic: "I should be the one asking you, what are you doing here?"

Wen Shuang didn't answer, but pressed the fifth floor, and the elevator slowly went up. He said softly, "Tan Li, Tang Weisheng can't hear or see now. He has been sleeping. If you want to go back on this relationship, he Should agree."

Wen Shuang's words could be described as gentle and gentle, but he saw Tan Li's shoulders suddenly sink, as if something had been pounded into his spine, so hard that it almost broke, Tan Li lowered his head until "ding~" The elevator door opened again, and then he heard his own voice, "What's the date?"

Wen Shuang reported the ward number.

Tan Li nodded, took several breaths in a row, he used Wenshuang as a support point, and didn't move for a long time, until the door closed again, he turned around and pressed the door desperately, the elevator door only He squeezed out halfway through the drive, and Wen Shuang silently followed behind, watching him run faster and faster, suddenly couldn't bear it: "Tan Li..."

But Tan Li had already seen it.

The surroundings suddenly quieted down, Tan Li seemed to be able to only hear Tang Weisheng's shallow breathing, he seemed to be stepping on cotton, and finally reached the bed.

"Wei Sheng..." Tan Li called out, tears splashed on the quilt, and he said with a smile, "Your Pai Daxing is here."