don't be alone anymore

*waiting*

……

After the operation, Wen Yang was directly pushed into the ICU.

The ICU door is closed...

Although he couldn't see his daughter or see the situation in the ICU, Wen Guodong still stood persistently at the door of the ICU.

The father has still not been buffered from the reality that his daughter is dying.

Even though the wet bloodstains on both Gu Yanming and Zhang Luzhi reminded him, he still refused to believe it.

The men were all left in the corridor outside the ICU entrance.

The old colleagues in the police station even surrounded Wen Guodong.

They looked at each other without words, and they didn't know where to start the words of comfort.

The ex-drug policeman who lost his beloved wife more than ten years ago may now face the yin and yang separation with his daughter at any time...

What is this... all about...

……

"master……"

Gu Yanming almost knelt down to Wen Guodong.

If it weren't for his conceit, if it wasn't for the anti-drug detachment that dragged Wen Yang into an undercover operation, and then into this operation, Wen Yang would never have suffered revenge from the gangsters.

Why not come for him!

Why does it have to be Wen Yang...

"Sorry……"

The always proud deputy captain of anti-drugs lowered his head.

He was ashamed of a father, ashamed of his master, and the self-blame in his heart couldn't be added.

……

Wen Guodong looked at Gu Yanming who lowered his head before his eyes...

The back molars were clenched, and the body trembled accordingly.

He still couldn't make a sound, but he pinched Gu Yanming's shoulder with both hands.

"Like a captain! Why lower your head!"

Whether it is Wen Guodong as a father, or Wen Guodong as a master...

Facing Gu Yanming, he only had one sentence.

Who... he can't blame... no wonder... don't want to blame...

If you really want to blame a person, he can only blame himself.

The father, who was slumped at the door of the ICU, recalled countless pasts at this moment.

Shouldn't he be the one who blames himself the most?

If at first...

If the sheep and sheep had more time when they were young...

If you had insisted not to allow Yang Yang to re-enter the Public Security University and join the police...

All this will not happen...

……

In the consultation room, Xia Zhizhou and Lin Yueqing were standing beside Jian Muzi's bed, while other friends stood outside the consultation room door.

Chen Fei and Liu Yi, who heard about Wen Yang's accident from Mingli, finally found substitute colleagues and rushed to the hospital.

At this moment, the two of them followed others and stood at the door of the consulting room.

……

A blankness comes into view...

The moment she just woke up, Jian Muzi was still a little dazed.

Until the figures of Xia Zhizhou and Lin Yueqing clearly appeared in sight...

Until I remembered the last and deepest thought before I fainted...

She didn't say anything, she was unusually quiet.

"sister……"

She called Xia Zhizhou, and at the same time pressed on the extremely painful temple.

Xia Zhizhou heard the sound and came over to help her, and finally helped her to the side of the bed and got up.

Jian Muzi looked around, but couldn't find anyone who could give her an accurate answer...

"Take me to my father first...I want to know what the doctor who operated on her just now said..."

She fainted before listening to the doctor's words, and now she woke up, wanting to confirm all of Wen Yang's current conditions.

Compared with everyone in this consulting room, compared to everyone outside this consulting room, she is the most capable person who is close to reality.

By this time...

Jian Muzi suddenly felt that her identity was a bit ridiculous.

Because of her medical major, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Those injuries that sound obscure to others, are extremely clear to her.

However, understanding is accompanied by heart-pounding pain.

Because she understood clearly enough, it tormented her everything like Ling Chi.

……

Jian Muzi rejected Fade Chen's proposal to borrow a wheelchair.

She has to go.

Go to the door of the ICU.

Her lover is just a door away from her.

She has to greet her with the best state.

Greet her out.

……

From the incident until now, Jian Muzi has not been able to see Wen Yang.

The last picture of Wen Yang in her memory...

Before we parted in the morning, the other party smiled and waved goodbye and said "goodbye".

She didn't say "goodbye" today.

Because Wen Yang has been teasing her about the weekend movie appointment since last night.

She couldn't stand Wen Yang's nagging...

It seems that I just fell in love with such a guy who occasionally has a childlike heart.

She deliberately didn't say "goodbye", and didn't wave goodbye to the other party on purpose.

She just felt that a punishment, a small punishment, had to be imposed.

She just wanted to tease her lover a little bit so that the guy wouldn't say anything weird.

After all, they both know that the weekend movie date is about the true meaning of each other.

but……

She shouldn't have said "goodbye".

Nor should you want to punish the other party.

she shouldn't...

nothing should be...

The "goodbye" that could not be said finally led to infinite regret outside the ICU.

She even started to feel...

It's all her fault.

……

ICU, intensive care unit.

There are fixed visiting times each day:

From 16:16 to 30:[-] in the afternoon.

At any other time, non-intensive care medical personnel are not allowed to enter.

The ICU is the area in the entire hospital that least needs the company of family members except for the operating room.

There is no seating area in the corridor, so the corridor is empty during non-visiting hours.

I don't know where Fade Chen and Liu Yi found the two chairs.

One handed to Jian Muzi and the other to Wen Guodong.

……

A friend who can't be seen, Gu Yanming who can be seen.

Qiao Mujun stood beside Gu Yanming, looked at Gu Yanming, and then at Jian Muzi.

It's been a long time since I took the initiative to provoke Gu Yanming, and I never thought that we would meet again under such circumstances.

She shed too many tears on the way to the hospital...

Seeing Gu Yanming who still had tears in his eyes at this moment, he couldn't bear it.

Qiao Mujun stepped forward and patted Gu Yanming on the shoulder.

"Gu Yanming, Yangyang can make it through."

This comforting word may not be for myself.

……

For some reason, Gu Yanming seemed to be reminded of something by Qiao Mujun.

He walked up to Jian Muzi, bowed down,

"Doctor Jane... Yangyang asked me to give it to you..."

The blood-stained mobile phone screen was brittle and turned into a few blood flowers.

A different kind of blood color was placed in front of Jian Muzi's eyes in a daze...

"what?"

Jian Muzi didn't seem to hear clearly.

But her gaze was fixed on what Gu Yanming spread out under her nose...

She stared straight at the phone.

That familiar yet unfamiliar mobile phone.

It was Wen Yang's birthday gift in the first half of the year, and she personally gave it to her.

Now it looks like this...

//The bloodthirsty devil devoured her whole mind.

……

"We... when we were going to rescue her... she asked me to find my mobile phone in the car... she asked me to hand it to you..."

Wen Yang's last words before intubation... Gu Yanming swallowed it.

He fails to tell how much blood Wen Yang coughed up before being intubated.

He couldn't say it either, it was actually Wen Yang's last words when he was sober.

Some things, at that moment, at this moment, Gu Yanming already understood.

He understood that Jian Muzi is to Wen Yang what Wen Yang is to Jian Muzi.

……

Jian Muzi stretched out her hand subconsciously, and handed over Wen Yang's cell phone to Gu Yanming.

Immediately, Jian Muzi put the phone on her lap.

In the end, tears and blood met on the screen of the mobile phone.

She took out a tissue from her uniform pocket and concentrated on wiping the redness in the gap of the screen.

She still refuses to admit that the red is human blood.

She still refuses to admit that these reds are Wen Yang's blood.

I don't even feel my fingertips being scratched by the broken glass of the screen.

Such a little blood, how can it compare to the person who is currently lying in the ICU.

……

During lunch time, Wen Guodong and Jian Muzi quietly ate the lunch bought by others.

Obviously the most distressed person at the scene, and the person with the least appetite at the scene, but at this time when they need to replenish their strength, they all insisted on their appetite and ate the things in the lunch box.

Jian Muzi even ate a little more than usual.

Although I stayed in the bathroom for a long time after eating.

At 16:[-], the ICU director greeted Xia Liang.

Only one person can enter the ICU at a time, and Wen Guodong entered.

Occasionally, Jian Muzi was lucky to have Wen Guodong around.

With Wen Guodong as an undoubted family member, at least she doesn't have to witness the unacceptable loss with her own eyes.

Her body... has been trembling slightly since it was close to 16 o'clock.

After all, she got up, unwilling to continue sitting.

……

Wen Guodong only went in for 5 minutes...

Maybe less than 5 minutes.

When I got out of the ICU, I started crying...

The vicissitudes of the male voice carry the experience and past of half a lifetime, and it is full of the love of a father.

The rest of the people also wept along with Wen Guodong's cries...

Not to mention Jian Muzi.

Enduring the emotions all afternoon, followed by Wen Guodong's mournful cries.

She, Jian Muzi, faced the white wall, and let tears fill her face again.

……

"Muzi..."

The man who was so choking that he couldn't stand walked up behind Jian Muzi.

He intermittently,

"Go and see Yangyang...she needs you..."

During the 30-minute visit time, the only father was the one who came out the fastest.

The person lying in it is his darling, but it is also another person's world.

Wen Guodong failed to become a selfish father after all.

The moment she stood beside her daughter's bed and caressed Wen Yang's arm...

He suddenly realized that if there was one person who could bring back his child, if there was such a person...

He turned around resolutely, even though he burst into tears after turning around, even though he couldn't restrain the pain in his heart after walking a few steps...

"Go in quickly...you have to bring the sheep out..."

If anyone could bring his daughter out, he knew best who it would be.

……

The moment she approached the ICU, the panic that swept her whole body suddenly flooded into Jian Muzi's heart.

Is this still the calm her?

Is this still the indifferent her?

Is this still the indifferent her?

Not all.

At this moment, just one door away, she suddenly became the most feared coward in the world.

But... Subconsciously holding the mobile phone in her hand prevented her from expanding the fear in her heart.

She stopped by the door for a moment, and finally walked into the ICU.

Then, like a marionette, he put on a visit suit and shoe covers, and put on a mask and a hat one by one...

The director of the ICU brought her closer to her lover...

……

All predictions and conjectures...

All the possible pictures I have constructed in my mind...

Not worth the tearful eyes at this moment.

The one covered with instruments and gauze...

The man who needs to be on a ventilator to stay alive...

Who on earth is it?

……

Jian Muzi grabbed the railing at the end of the hospital bed, and could no longer see clearly the dying person on the hospital bed.

Having been a heart surgeon for so many years...

At this moment, she finally realized what it is that hurts her heart.

She was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe...

……

"Doctor Jane!"

The director of the ICU, who knew something inside, helped Jian Muzi who almost fell beside the bed.

The two doctors, who are used to seeing joys and sorrows and life and death, are at a loss because of the same person.

Jian Muzi struggled and supported herself to the side of the hospital bed.

The hand that was about to reach out finally stopped at his side.

She dared not touch her at all...

She is afraid of her pain...

She's hurt enough...

……

"Wen Yang..."

"Wen Yang..."

"Wen... Yang..."

"Be good...I'll wait for you..."

……