mask personality

The wheels of the first aid bed were rolling forward rapidly, footsteps and voices were noisy and chaotic, but the person on the first aid bed still had his eyes closed, as if he had fallen into another world, no longer aware of everything around him.

"Family, please wait outside. You are not allowed to enter the emergency room," the little nurse hurriedly stopped, "Family, family, this gentleman? You are not allowed to enter!"

Wen Dong came back to his senses suddenly, only to realize that he had followed to the door of the emergency room in a daze, and he was about to walk in like this after taking a step forward. He finally realized that the nurse was talking to him, and Wen Dong stepped back. I took a step forward and wanted to say "sorry", but my thin lips opened and closed slightly, but it seemed that I had suddenly lost my language function, and no sound came out.

But the little nurse didn't care, Wen Dong watched as she hurriedly pushed the emergency bed into the emergency room.

The door of the emergency room closed slowly in front of Wen Dong, as if to isolate him from Ji Lin inside.

The moment this thought suddenly rushed into his mind, Wen Dong shuddered, his calf softened, and he was about to fall to his knees like this.

But it was probably driven by the instinct that had been engraved in his bones, he immediately stretched out his hand to support the wall beside him, and then slowed down for two seconds in a half-bent posture, before Wen Dong finally straightened up slowly, and then walked extremely fast. Slowly, almost moved to the opposite wall seat, and sat down.

The back of his head hit the cold wall lightly, and Wen Dong's eyes were fixed on the lamp above the head of the emergency room opposite without blinking—the operation was in progress.

Ji Lin's face covered with blood flashed in front of his eyes again and again, almost to the point of treachery, Wen Dong raised his hand, and pressed his finger bones against his temple, he thought he must be crazy——

The color of Ji Lin's blood is so beautiful, more beautiful than any red paint he has seen in the years of learning to paint.

They splashed wantonly on Ji Lin's cheeks and body, blooming blood flowers one after another, making Ji Lin look like the most honorable vampire duke, and the picture was full of thrilling beauty.

Bewilderment and bewilderment appeared in Wen Dong's eyes, and he couldn't help thinking, why didn't he want to appreciate such a picture full of artistic sense, and even felt that it was difficult to breathe just to recall it?

"Sir, sir?" A strange female voice vaguely rang in Wen Dong's ears. Wen Dong felt that the voice was very close to him but seemed far away, making it difficult for him to hear clearly, "Sir, are you okay?"

The volume of the ending of the female voice suddenly increased, and Wen Dong was shocked back to his senses.

After another two seconds, Wen Donghuan's eyes regained focus, facing the worried face of a strange little nurse in front of him.

After realizing that there was pain in the skin and flesh from the neck, and the throat was also very uncomfortable, Wen Dong realized that he had probably fallen into an uncontrollable excessive distraction just now. His hand that was originally on the temple did not know where When he unconsciously moved down, he got firmly stuck on his neck.

And following this excessively forceful movement, a wound on his left forearm that was tending to dry up broke open again, and blood gushed out from the wound, dripping onto the floor.

But Wen Dong didn't seem to notice it, he raised his eyes and blinked slowly, his thin lips parted slightly and wanted to say "it's okay", but it was probably because of the unsmooth airway caused by the action just now, Wen Dongyi Before he opened his mouth to make a sound, he was provoked into coughing violently.

He subconsciously raised his hand and clenched his fist to his lips, bent over and coughed so heartbreakingly.

With the violent coughing action, the blood dripped faster.

"Sir, take it easy," the little nurse said anxiously, "Adjust your breathing according to the frequency I said, exhale—inhale—exhale—"

Wen Dong felt that his head was in a daze. In fact, he couldn't quite hear what the nurse in front of him was saying, but he still adjusted his breathing frequency instinctively. After a long while, the cough finally calmed down.

"I'm fine," Wen Dong straightened up slowly, leaning the back of his head against the cold wall again, he raised his eyes to look at the little nurse in front of him, smiled at her with the corners of his lips reluctantly, and said softly, "Thank you for your concern."

"Sir, your wound needs to be treated," the little nurse said seriously, "Can you stand up? I'll help you to deal with it."

"Thank you, but no need." Ke Wendong shook his head slightly, his voice was very soft, but he refused very simply, and there was a firmness in his tone, "I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere .”

The little nurse looked at Wen Dong, then turned her head to look at the emergency room door that was still closed behind her, sighed and did not persuade her any more, and turned around to enter a room not far away.

Soon, the little nurse went back and forth, with more medical equipment needed for bandaging in her hands.

She sat down beside Wen Dong, and motioned for Wen Dong to raise the injured arm.

"I'll give you a simple bandage to stop the bleeding first," the little nurse ordered, "but your wound doesn't look shallow, so you should see a doctor later to see if you need stitches."

Wen Dong nodded and thanked again.

The little nurse skillfully bandaged it quickly, and the bleeding stopped. She got up with a sigh of relief, and went to a drinking fountain not far away to get a cup of warm water, and sent it to Wen Dong.

Wen Dong reached out to take it, and thanked him for the third time.

He seemed to have suddenly lost the ability to communicate, and could only maintain the most basic responses.

The little nurse shook her head and said "you're welcome", then turned and left.

Wen Dong held the warm water with both hands and brought it to his lips for a sip, but because of the coughing so violently that his throat was congested just now, he drank bloody taste in his mouth, making Wen Dong think that what he was drinking was Ji Lin's blood.

Frowning, Wen Dong didn't drink any more, just held warm hands and chatted for some comfort.

His eyes fell back to the closed door of the emergency room on the opposite side again, and Wen Dong's thoughts began to wander uncontrollably again——

He vaguely remembered someone who studied theology among the people he knew before, should he send a message to that person and ask whether it is more useful to pray to the Eastern God or the Western God, maybe it is better to pray to both?There's always one side that should be heard, right?

Then, please please, please make sure Ji Lin wakes up safely.

"Mr. Xiaowen!" Tang Chu's panting voice suddenly sounded above his head, "Mr. Xiaowen, are you okay! How is the situation?"

Wen Dong slowly raised his head upon hearing the sound, but his pupils were still not focused.

Tang Chu was about to say something more, but when he lowered his head to meet Shang Wen Dong's gaze, he froze.

Tang Chu received the phone call from Wen Dong when he was in the middle of the investigation. He originally thought that Wen Dong and Ji Lin had discovered something in that biotechnology company, and they might have discussed some plans together. Maybe it was not convenient for Ji Lin to make a call. Only then did Wen Dong call him.

But Wen Dong's words on the phone stunned him.

Wen Dong said: "Officer Tang, we had a traffic accident, and Ji Lin is now in a coma."

Tang Chu was stunned for two seconds before responding, and immediately asked: "Are you injured? Did you call 120?!"

Wen Dong answered him calmly: "I'm not hurt, I called and I'm waiting."

Before Tang Chu could ask any more questions, Wen Dong explained the basic situation clearly and concisely, including their location, the cause and effect of the collision, and the license plate number of the vehicle that caused the accident.

At the end, Wen Dong added: "Please pay special attention to the car that Police Officer Tang mentioned with Ji Lin today when the traffic brigade calls for surveillance."

——The black Toyota that Ji Lin asked Tang Chu to check with the traffic police brigade.

It was a large truck that collided with them, and the license plate number did not match what Tang Chu said before. Wen Dong didn't know why Ji Lin wanted to check the black Toyota, but he intuitively believed that there was no connection between them. .

Tang Chu responded one by one at the time, but he couldn't think of anything else to ask and add. He just felt that Mr. Xiaowen was really not an ordinary person. Ordinary people might be shocked when they encountered such a situation. Very good, who can be as calm and considerate as Mr. Xiaowen?

So Tang Chu originally thought that when he rushed to the hospital to meet Wen Dong, he would see a calm and calm Wen Dong.

However, the Wen Dong in front of him seemed to be the complete opposite of what he thought——

Her hair, which was always well-groomed, was disheveled and drooping, her face was as pale as her lips, almost sickly, but the corners of her eyes were crimson, and the red marks on her slender, fair neck were extremely obvious. Three buttons of her silk shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a The blood spots on the collarbone and chest, the lower half of one sleeve was almost soaked in blood, and the forearm was still wrapped with a bandage.

The whole person exuded an abusive and dilapidated beauty, extremely fragile, like duckweed that had lost its roots.

Tang Chu opened his mouth for a while, and choked out some nonsense: "Mr. Xiaowen, you...didn't you say that you were not injured?"

Looking at Tang Chu for two seconds, Wen Dong finally managed to recover two points of sobriety. The corners of his lips seemed to subconsciously want to raise, but he couldn't.

After a while, Wen Dong lowered his eyes to look at his bandaged forearm, nodded and said softly: "It's not injured. Compared with... and Ji Lin, this is not considered an injury."

Ji Lin was indeed more seriously injured than him.

At the moment when the two cars completely collided, the black Cayenne had already tilted completely under the influence of Ji Lin's slamming on the steering wheel at a very fast speed, and the front of the car deviated a lot, so Wen Dong's side was indeed not hit at all, and he was even lucky There is also an extremely small distance from the side isolation belt.

Therefore, he was only briefly unconscious for two seconds by the too strong momentum, and his left forearm was scratched by the windshield shards, other than that, he suffered no other injuries.

But Ji Lin is completely different.

The accident happened too suddenly, the time was urgent, and the road conditions at that time were limited. Although Ji Lin was very calm and fast, it was already the limit of what he could do to avoid Wen Dong being hit.

Ji Lin's driving position was unavoidable, and he rushed straight to the corner of the front of the big car, the front of the car was so sunken that it couldn't be seen at all.

Even though the airbag popped up, Ji Lin fell into a coma on the spot.

His face was covered with blood, Wen Dong couldn't even tell where the wound was.

"How is Teacher Ji?" Tang Chu's voice recalled Wen Dong's mind-wandering times today, "What did the doctor say?"

Wen Dong frowned again, and after a while, he shook his head lightly, his voice becoming hoarse: "I don't know, I don't know, the doctor said it in a mess, I don't remember much."

From getting into the ambulance until entering the hospital, Wen Dong felt that only his body was moving, and his mind seemed to be dead.

The situation was urgent and confusing, and the terms used by the doctors were too technical to understand. Wen Dong could only vaguely hear words such as "intracranial hematoma" and "blood transfusion".

Probably seeing that Wen Dong's condition was really bad, Tang Chu didn't ask any more questions, he sat down on another seat next to him, and suggested: "Mr. Xiao Wen, how about I ask the nurse to see if I can help you Can you arrange a place for you to rest first?"

But Wen Dong refused again without hesitation, his voice was still weak, but his tone was completely firm, and he repeated what he had said to the little nurse before: "No, I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere."

I want to stay here all the time and watch Ji Lin come out.

Back to the world.

Perhaps stimulated by Tang Chu's proposal, and wanting to prove that he was fine, Wen Dong raised his hand and rubbed his temple twice, then changed the subject and asked, "Is there anything wrong with the traffic brigade?"

As soon as Tang Chu mentioned this, he exploded in an instant. He punched the seat hard, and couldn't hold back his swearing: "Fuck—his uncle, the driver who caused the accident ran away! The place where you bumped into the car is a blind spot for monitoring , the monitoring can only see Mr. Ji's car turning right into that fork road, and the situation inside can't be seen. After you called me, I contacted the nearest traffic police team as soon as possible. The car passed by. It’s still there, but the people in the car are gone!”

Wen Dong tried his best to recall the details at that time, and couldn't help asking: "Is he not injured..."

A car crash itself is a two-way accident. Even if the car on the opposite side is indeed bigger than theirs and the driving seat is higher, but no matter what, the driver is also a mortal body. Ji Yan fell into a coma on the spot. Unscathed?

"The traffic policeman judged that the driver who caused the accident must have been injured based on the damage of the car at the scene," Tang Chu's tone sank, "My idea is that he has a response, and the person who responded to him arrived earlier than ours. After all, the nearest traffic police The team has passed by quickly, which means that the responders are closer. In addition, the black Toyota that Mr. Ji mentioned before was indeed photographed in the nearby surveillance section. The license plate tail number matches. The traffic police team is working overtime Quan Yashen tracked down this car, if it is not a coincidence, then this black Toyota is probably the one who responded."

only…

Who on earth wants to put Ji Lin to death?

Is it a public grievance or a personal enmity?

This doubt flashed through the hearts of Tang Chu and Wen Dong at the same time, but at this moment, the two of them tacitly did not bring it up.

After all, at this moment, nothing is more important than Ji Lin being able to get out of the emergency room safely.

Wen Dong nodded to show that he understood, the two of them didn't speak any more, and Wen Dong's gaze returned to the emergency room light on the opposite side.

Regardless of whether it is an Eastern god or a Western god, any kind of god is fine, please be sure to hear his prayer——

Ji Lin, I do have many secrets. If you can wake up safely, then I am willing to confess to you unconditionally any secrets you want to know.

Ji Lin, my hunter, aren't you going to eat me from the tips of my ears?

You haven't eaten me yet, how can you not wake up?

The author says:

Dongdong, you are tempted.