Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life

When Xia Lin woke up, he found himself lying in the ward with an infusion tube inserted into the back of his hand.

The environment of the ward looked familiar, as if it was the hospital he was sent to in his previous life.

The gears of fate coincided unexpectedly, and even such details were perfect.

No, Xia Lin suddenly sat up, it was different from the previous life, and there was Song Yan!

He was about to throw off the quilt and jump out of bed when he heard a familiar voice from beside him: "Hey, are you trying to scare me to death by sitting up so suddenly?"

He turned his head and saw Ke Mei leaning on the back of the chair, as if he had just taken a nap, feeling a little tired.

"Ke Mei," Xia Lin grabbed Ke Mei's hand as if seeing a savior and said, "Where is Song Yan? Has he been rescued?"

"He's rescued," Ke Mei comforted, "He's not dead yet, so don't be so nervous."

"What about others?"

"His condition is not very good," Ke Mei said, "This small hospital can't perform complicated operations, so we transferred him to a provincial hospital."

Xia Lin's heart sank: "How bad is his situation?"

Ke Mei hesitated for a moment, and said: "The left leg was comminuted and fractured. When we found him, he was already in shock. If he arrived a little later, I'm afraid it would be too late."

Xia Lin's eyebrows twitched, he understood what a comminuted fracture meant, and after a moment of silence, he asked in a hoarse voice: "What is the worst outcome?"

"Theoretically speaking, the worst outcome is amputation." Ke Mei said, "But you are also a medical student. You should know that there are many kinds of clinical situations. It is not clear how the operation will be now. Don't think about it. As a result, I thought so badly, maybe the situation is more optimistic, and I will recover slowly in the future."

Ke Mei originally wanted to comfort Xia Lin, but it was obvious that Xia Lin was not comforted at all.

He couldn't imagine what kind of blow Song Yan would suffer if he lost a leg.

Ke Mei sighed, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't think too much, you have been trapped for so long, and your own physical condition is not very good, first lie down and have a good rest, and then you can do it when your body recovers." Something else, right?"

Xia Lin asked: "Which hospital was Song Yan sent to, and who should I contact?"

"Lie down obediently first," Ke Mei could only coax him in a childlike tone, "otherwise I won't tell you."

Xia Lin had no choice but to lie back on his back, looking sideways at Ke Mei: "Can you speak now?"

"Where Song Yan was sent is not something I care about," Ke Mei said seriously, "I can only tell you that his family has rushed over now, if you have his family's phone number, you can call it yourself." Ask in the past. But——" Ke Mei looked at the time, "I guess he is still undergoing surgery, and it is useless for you to call now, so you might as well wait patiently."

Xia Lin fell into a long silence.After the silence, he seemed to remember something and asked, "How did we find out?"

"Didn't you call and tell me that if you haven't come back after one o'clock in the afternoon, I'll call the city to ask for help?" Ke Mei said, "There was a mudslide before it was time, and the village chief said he would come back You had already started to go down before, so we reduced the search area by half, and finally found you in the cave."

Xia Lin thought to himself, no wonder they were discovered after only being trapped for two or three hours in this life.

"That kid—"

"The child was fine, and was found later." Ke Mei passed by vaguely, "But the mudslide happened so suddenly, the village chief was frightened, and the man in his 50s sat down in the heavy rain. I cried so much that I said that I shouldn't have let the two of you stay on the mountain in the first place, and I should have brought you back together."

Xia Lin felt a little sore when he heard this, and said, "I don't blame the village chief for this matter, he doesn't have to blame himself like this..."

"That's what I persuaded him at the time. Later, when he heard that your condition was fine, he was half relieved, but Song Yan's condition was not good, so he volunteered to escort Song Yan to the provincial hospital."

When Song Yan was mentioned, Xia Lin fell silent again.

Song Yan went to the mountain to accompany him, and later almost died protecting him. It is still unknown whether his leg can be kept.

Ke Mei came out of the ward, and immediately glanced at the end of the corridor vigilantly.

Song Huaijin was wearing a plain white shirt, standing there quietly, watching him calmly.

Ke Mei took a deep breath, walked in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Are you planning to do it a second time?" There was anger in the voice.

Song Huaijin didn't have any joy or anger on his face, but just looked at him indifferently: "You took the search and rescue team to that cave directly and let them be rescued more than ten hours earlier, isn't it too obvious?"

"It was originally agreed to let them fend for themselves," Ke Mei retorted, "but at the critical moment you set up a formation to kill them all, isn't it a bit ugly?" He spread his hands as he spoke, "Since you don't Obedience to the agreement comes first, and there is no need for me to abide by my agreement."

Actually you don't want them to die. "Song Huaijin didn't get angry because of his aggressive questioning, and still looked calm, "You can't do it, so I have to do it." "

Ke Mei was suddenly speechless.

He carefully calculated various factors, Xia Lin was able to survive in the previous life, even if Song Yan was added in this life, the chance of surviving should be very high.

He told Song Huaijin that letting the two of them fend for themselves was just a tactic to delay the attack, and he would think of other ways later, but Song Huaijin saw through it at a glance.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Huaijin showed a trace of pity in his eyes: "Ke Mei, do you already have feelings for them?"

Ke Mei was taken aback suddenly.

"You don't belong to this plane. When you said that you want to integrate into the society here and experience the feeling of being an ordinary person, I don't really agree. The more you integrate, the less you can get out. Now when you perform tasks Already tainted with strong emotions. Color, the tone of your questioning me just now, has obviously drawn yourself to their side, and drawn me to your opposite, hasn't it?"