don't be alone anymore

*Still can't care about you*

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In Beicheng No. [-] Hospital, in addition to the patrolling police who returned to the police area under their jurisdiction, family members of the stampede also rushed to the hospital one after another.

Anxious family members waiting for treatment and surgery, and family members who are deeply grieved and unable to control their emotions. When the two types of family members meet together, the emergency room in the middle of the night becomes extremely restless.

The police wall that appeared in Central Park not long ago appeared again in the emergency room.

Repeated persuasion and repeated persuasion were useless, and physical conflicts broke out between several family members and the police who maintained order at the scene.

Someone took the lead, so more family members joined the pushing and shoving team.

The police at the scene could only form a human wall again, using their hands as shields and their bodies as shields to block the emotionally out-of-control crowd.

There were too many fists flailing in front of him, even Wen Yang, who was standing in the second row as a human wall, would inevitably be affected.

Wen Yang's face was colored.

I don't know which family member's hand it was, but the fist was not enough, and I had to slash the policeman's face a few times before he was willing to reconcile.

Wen Yang subconsciously blocked the follow-up "attack" with his arm, otherwise his face might not be as simple as just getting two cuts.

Until the emotions of the family members finally stabilized amidst the persuasion of the loudspeaker...

Wen Yang touched the wound on his face with the back of his hand,

"hiss……"

Although there were only two small wounds 1 cm long, blood was also coming out.

Not to mention that Wen Yang was slapped by another unknown hand in the midst of fists and hands and feet.

In addition to the color on both cheeks, she also has a red mark on her right cheek.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Zhang Luzhi was slapped all over his body during the pushing and shoving, which was not as frightening as the tragic appearance on Wen Yang's face.

Seeing the color on Wen Yang's face, Zhang Lu was furious.

We can understand the feelings of family members, but who will understand and understand us? ? ?

Who did our police recruit? ? ?

Wen Yang turned his eyes and saw that Zhang Luzhi's mood was not right, and immediately grabbed the person who wanted to go to the opposite crowd.

"What are you doing, Zhang Luzhi! Do you understand work!"

"I don't understand! It's not the kind of accident we want, what's the matter with venting on us? There's a kind... a kind..."

Wen Yang stared at Zhang Luzhi,

"What kind of thing? Find out who pushed it? Then settle accounts with those people? Or find out who built the pedestrian bridge? Find out who built the bridge?"

She dragged Zhang Luzhi to a farther corner,

"Is this your first day as a police officer? You are here to maintain order! You run over to fan the flames, and then you have another fist-to-fist fight. It will make you feel better, won't you?"

The two looked at each other for a long while, then remained silent for a long while...

The emergency room is full of family members who are crying, beating the ground, angry or hopeless...

"Zhang Luzhi... Most of the time, the family members don't intend to target anyone... It's just that they have no way to... accept the news of the family's death in the first place..."

She patted the ashes stuck to her pant legs,

"That's it. You didn't lose your self-defense just now."

Zhang Luzhi rubbed the back of his head resentfully, unexpectedly, those few punches that he took advantage of the chaos just now were caught by Wen Yang's eyes.

He fully thought that no one would discover his self-defense like fishing in troubled waters.

"Boss, the injury on your face... it's better to deal with it... it looks scary."

"Let's work first, and I'm not off work."

……

Afterwards, the family members were gradually appeased by the city bureau leaders who rushed to the scene, and they were separated for psychological counseling.

Police patrol detachment will continue to stay at the scene to help.

At around 3 o'clock in the morning, the emergency room of the hospital stabilized. Zhang Luzhi, who was yawning, suddenly saw a familiar face at the door of the emergency room.

He touched Wen Yang's arm,

"Boss, is that Old Master Wang? It's late at night, why is he here?"

"Master Wang?"

Weary and drowsy, Wen Yang didn't realize which Old Master Wang it was for a moment.

Following Zhang Luzhi's gaze, take a closer look...

Isn't this Master Wang who just retired a few days ago?

Wen Yang and Zhang Luzhi cheered up and went forward to welcome their old colleagues.

"Master Wang, it's so late, why did you come to the hospital? Are you sick?"

The two of them didn't see anyone following Master Wang, they only thought about whether the other party suddenly felt unwell and came to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Seeing an old colleague who was working in a team a few days ago, Master Wang's eyes turned red immediately, and tears fell straight down.

He firmly grabbed Zhang Luzhi's outstretched hand, and firmly grasped...

Wen Yang's heart trembled inexplicably, and a feeling of disgust welled up from his heart.

Shouldn't...

"My girl...my girl..."

The former patrol policeman, who had just retired honorably a few days ago, suddenly burst into tears in the emergency room.

In an instant, his body lost strength, and he dragged Zhang Luzhi to sit on the ground.

……

Half an hour ago, the father, who was waiting for his daughter to go home from the New Year's Eve event, received a call from a stranger.

On the other end of the phone, the nurse regretfully informed him that his daughter died after rescue efforts failed...

died?

how can that be possible?

Four or five hours ago, the daughter who happily said to herself "going out to celebrate the New Year with friends" was notified of her death by someone else a few hours later?

The father, who couldn't believe it at all, even forgot his wife beside him.

Alone, he took a taxi and rushed to the hospital.

He just can't believe it!

Just don't believe it!

Seeing is believing to expose this ugly lie!

But when I arrived at the emergency building of the hospital, I saw so many familiar patrol police cars parked in the yard, Zhang Luzhi and Wen Yang, and other old colleagues from the patrol detachment...

Taxi driver says death in Central Park stampede.

My girl is going to Central Park for New Year's Eve...

Master Wang put one hand on Wen Yang's wrist, and was supported by Wen Yang to sit up, crying all the time.

"They said... the hospital... said... Tingting didn't... didn't... didn't..."

A man in his 30s who started a family and married late had only one child.

How could the father of a child say such words?

If you don't say it, can the news be fake?

If you don't say it, is there still hope?

don't say it...

How do you ask a father to break the news of his child's death?

……

Wen Yang's eyes turned red in an instant, and she yelled at Zhang Luzhi, "Zhang Luzhi! Call someone over here!"

Zhang Luzhi didn't understand what happened to Master Wang at first.

But the other party's sudden tears and Wen Yang's red eyes suddenly made him realize something.

When he got up, he staggered and almost fell to the ground again.

Zhang Luzhi quickly rushed to the emergency room, ran to the colleague who registered the casualties, and ruthlessly grabbed the other party's sleeve...

"Give me the casualty list! Show me the casualty list!"

After receiving the latest casualty list, the ruthless spirit all over his body suddenly became submissive again.

Trembling, he opened the latest list he had just registered.

……king……

……king……

……king……

Follow your fingertips all the way to the middle of the death list...

Tingting Wang

He thought of the girl he met at Master Wang's retirement farewell party a few days ago...

That young girl who was the same age as me.

Wang Tingting is the daughter of Master Wang.

"Take me to see this person!"

He didn't want to admit it.

So people, not dead.

……

Zhang Luzhi returned to the hall with fluffy steps, leaning on the wall.

His red eyes have already explained the answer.

Wen Yang took a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling above his head.

It's really pale...

"Master Wang, let's go in."

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The wife and other relatives arrived at the hospital half an hour later...

In front of the deceased's bed, a bunch of people crowded together...

The 60-year-old patrol policeman who just retired a few days ago has gray hair after half a lifetime of hard work. Under the lighting of the hospital, he looks even more desolate.

The deceased lay silently on the bed, with messy black hair hanging on both sides of the shoulders and neck.

The father gently pushed aside the messy bangs on his daughter's forehead, and kissed his daughter's cheek for the last time.

Since his daughter went to elementary school, the honest and introverted father has never had such intimacy.

Once again, it was the time when heaven and man parted forever.

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When the shift-changing colleagues came to hand over, both Zhang Luzhi and Wen Yang had a sense of confusion as to where they were.

This night, they experienced too much, and were exposed to too many moments of life and death.

When rushing into the crowd, they never thought of being afraid.

When saving lives, they never felt afraid.

When resisting the grievances vented on them by their families, they have never been afraid.

But after work, the two who walked out of the emergency building of the hospital seemed to have just lost a battle on the battlefield, and there seemed to be thousands of troops chasing them behind them...

Zhang Luzhi walked towards the hospital door without saying a word.

He was unable to change out of his police uniform, nor his usual attire.

He directly hailed a taxi and went home.

Wen Yang stayed alone on the steps outside the emergency building for a long time, until he was exhausted and sat paralyzed on the stone steps...

The drooping head, the spread palms resting on the knees, all the limbs are tired and sore.

She no longer has the strength to get up...

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After the emergency team finished transporting the injured in the accident, the ambulance drove past the emergency building of a hospital...

"Lewis, stop the car."

Suddenly hearing Jian Muzi's voice, the driver Liu Yi, who felt exhausted after a busy night, shivered in fright, and subconsciously stepped on the brake pedal.

The ambulance stopped outside the emergency department of a hospital, and Jian Muzi got out of the car.

"You go back first."

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Wen Yang leaned against the wall post behind him, his whole head was empty.

On the first day of the new year, most of the rising sun was covered, and a deep black shadow stood in front of Wen Yang...

She was too tired to move her neck, so she raised her eyelids.

After people see the future clearly, the emotions that were suppressed not long ago tend to come back again.

Wen Yang, who was exhausted all over, looked at Jian Muzi unwaveringly.

At that moment, she suddenly confirmed the undisguised softness in the other's eyes.

"Can you still get up?"

Wen Yang tried to get up, but her numb and blunt legs made her fall back again.

Jian Muzi subconsciously went to help Wen Yang, and the moment she hugged the other's body, her figure trembled slightly.

Because of the face so close at hand, she was startled suddenly.

Until the other party sat back on the stone steps again, the bent Jian Muzi looked down at her shoe upper.

The palm that has been gathered and now is empty, tightens and loosens, loosens and tightens.

Jian Muzi frowned tightly.

One is angry at his inexplicable state, and the other is angry at Wen Yang.

But when she raised her eyes to look at Wen Yang, she could only sigh softly, and then resolutely supported the other's arm to support the weight of the other's body.

"... Go inside first, you have injuries on your face."

She noticed the wound on Wen Yang's face.

Although the blood had solidified, and although the initial shock was gone, she still felt bored in her heart.

It's stuffy, like you can't breathe easily.

"I'm not going inside!"

What Wen Yang is most afraid of at the moment is going to the hospital again.

She doesn't want to go in at all!

absolute!don't want!

Jian Muzi pursed her lips and acquiesced.

The two of them walked back to the emergency center after one meal after another, step by step.

Wen Yang was placed on the chair in the duty room.

Jian Muzi leaned forward and took off the down jacket that was draped over the back of the chair, and covered Wen Yang.

? Then he found his spare medical kit in the duty room, and carefully cleaned the two scratches on the opponent's face.

After a while, he brought two more things back to the duty room.

The glass filled with hot water and wrapped with a layer of cotton gauze was handed to Wen Yang's cold hands.

An ice pack covered with two layers of cotton gauze covered Wen Yang's swollen half of his face.

Jian Muzi leaned back on the desk next to Wen Yang, holding the ice bag with her right hand.

"These two days, the wound should not see water."

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