The paper man who has been raised for two years is a big shot

If other people were pushed away, they would definitely think that they were being angered or rejected in this environment, but Jian Qiuran was different. His first reaction was to stand up abruptly, look around and frown: "I didn't find anything else. of?"

Cheng Tianjia was almost dizzy with anger, and pushed him out without caring about the pain in his hands and feet: "Have you forgotten what your body looks like?! Get out first!"

It's okay not to mention, as soon as Jian Qiuran relaxed, the itchiness in her throat suddenly came up again, and she coughed violently.

Cheng Tianjia froze in fright, and didn't dare to push him anymore. He hurriedly said, "Brother Ran, are you okay? Where is your pain now? Is there any discomfort?"

Jian Qiuran waved her hand, tilted her head and coughed a few times, then turned her head and said, "Don't be nervous, I suppressed it too much when I was decrypting the code, and it's just scary to look up together now."

Believe it or not, Cheng Tianjia followed behind and continued to urge: "Go out and talk, let's go out and talk."

The sixth floor was the site of the explosion, and the fire was the most serious. After the fire was extinguished, the thick smoke billowed even normal people would feel their noses choking. It was really not a good place to chat.

Jian Qiuran complied well, brought back her backpack, and followed him out of the dormitory.

Because the impact of the bomb was too great, the surrounding students and teachers had been evacuated. In the eye-catching yellow cordon, the fire police, special police, bomb disposal experts, and ambulances were all in place. They were all ready to perform their duties and execute orders at any time.

Jian Qiuran's face was smeared, her clothes were burnt, and Cheng Tianjia was limping because of the binding and worn ankles. He was so embarrassed that the ambulanceman rushed up and sent the two of them to the ambulance for wound treatment.

Afterwards, there were special police waiting, wanting to make transcripts to check what was going on.

Cheng Tianjia finished treating the wound, maybe it was tense for too long, and suddenly returned to a safe environment and fell asleep in a daze.

And Jian Qiuran's throat was already uncomfortable, coughed twice, and said hoarsely: "You can contact the Chengnan Police Station and you will find out."

After speaking, he pointed to his throat and waved his hand.

The special police officer nodded knowingly: "Your body is important. Let's recover from the injury first and then take notes." He changed the topic and said: "I also hope that you can cooperate with us and don't leave the police's sight for the time being until you understand the matter. Thank you for your cooperation."

To put it bluntly, it is surveillance.

Jian Qiuran didn't care, nodded her head and finished answering, took out her mobile phone from her backpack and sent a message to the man: "Boss Lin, how is it?"

The other party replied quickly: "What's wrong with your throat?"

Jian Qiuran: "Why are you so smart?"

The man made a smiling face: "You don't need to send a message with the headset on, a fool can understand it."

Jian Qiuran sent an emoji with likes, and then said: "It's nothing serious after taking a few mouthfuls of thick smoke."

After thinking for a while, he sent another sentence: "You still have such a leisurely chat while bearing my entrustment, it seems that it has been resolved?"

Man: "Well, I even beat up the king for you."

Jian Qiuran: "Good job!!"

Man: "Come back and thank me."

Jian Qiuran: "I was alarmed and the special police here have been detained, and I can't go back for the time being. You can take this time to think about how I can thank you, and you can choose what you want to order and play."

The man said yes.

The two had a quick chat, and Jian Qiuran urged him to tell Aunt Zheng that everything was fine, and after thinking about it, she urged: "Don't tell her that I hurt my throat, just say that I'm negotiating with the special police here and it's inconvenient to contact. "

Man: "Yeah."

Jian Qiuran made a clasped fist gesture: "Thank you, Mr. Lin, for your rescue this time. If you have anything to say in the future, you can speak up casually, and the little one will die for you!"

Man: "Screen shot [smiles]"

Jian Qiuran: "..."

It doesn't matter, he has a thick skin anyway.

After confirming that the matter was resolved perfectly, Jian Qiuran finally relaxed and lay down in the ambulance with her eyes closed to rest.

When he woke up again, he had been taken to the hospital with an IV in his hand, and he was in a single ward, and he could vaguely see someone guarding the door outside.

Jian Qiuran rubbed her eyes, her head still a little dazed.

My throat is still uncomfortable, and I am a little hoarse when I try to speak, and sometimes I feel itchy and I can't control my coughing, and I cough very badly.

Maybe it was because of the sound of the room, someone pushed open the ward and walked in. His posture was upright and serious, his face was stern and tough, and his cold brown eyes were cold, with the familiar aura of repelling people thousands of miles away. It was either Mr. Lin or Mr. Lin. who.

Jian Qiuran was surprised, endured the discomfort and asked, "Why did you come here so quickly? The Cheng family has already settled down?"

The man took a disposable paper cup to catch the water, and calmly said, "It's not that I came quickly, it's that you slept for four days."

Jian Qiuran was frightened and coughed so loudly.

The man frowned, handed him the water, and rang the bedside bell.

Jian Qiuran drank a few sips of water, and asked impatiently, "How is it going now?"

The man said: "The involvement is a bit big, and it is still being processed."

No matter who the fake is, how the bomb came from, and how the other party did it, it is all doubts.

In addition, the king involved too much in the forum. Following the bomb investigation, he found that the other party had connections with terrorist organizations, and was even suspected of participating in major cases such as transnational crimes. His resume is quite amazing.

If Tianyan is the bright gun in the criminal gang, then the king is the hidden arrow hidden in the crowd, which is many times more vicious than the former.

It is said that it is small and small because the casualties in the retaliation case are very low, and with the efforts of all parties, the danger is minimized as much as possible.

The only two injured were Jian Qiuran and Cheng Tianjia.

The latter lay under the bed and inhaled a small amount of smoke, was beaten unconscious, tied up and stuffed under the bed, with many bruises and abrasions on his body.

former……

The man calmly said: "If you inhale too much smoke, you will experience symptoms such as hoarseness, irritating cough, difficulty swallowing or pain."

After a pause, he continued, "You were in a coma for four days because of a lung infection and fever."

Jian Qiuran took a sip of water and nodded silently.

Seeing that he didn't care, the man's face turned colder: "Do you know the consequences of lung infection?"

Jian Qiuran: "I know that lung infection affects the survival time of lung cancer. Did the doctor tell me how long I have left?"

Man: "Five months."

Jian Qiuran made up her mind: "It's pretty good, I can still have another year."

The man's face suddenly became gloomy, and he stared at him for a while without speaking.

Jian Qiuran: "...Don't look at me like that, the recurrence rate of lung cancer surgery within two years is 80%, and I am a malignant tumor, even if there is no such thing, I will relapse."

Knowing the date of her death, Jian Qiuran seemed to be more relaxed, leaning on the bed and said: "People say that a long-term illness becomes a doctor, and my mother was still there. I was responsible for her life and surgery. I understand the condition very well." , there shouldn’t have been hope.”

The man's suppressed anger erupted, and he suddenly leaned over and punched the young man's ear.

The force was so great that Jian Qiuran even heard the sound of the wall cracking.

The man stared coldly into the young man's eyes: "Did you never believe what I said?"

Jian Qiuran leaned back: "What are you doing?"

The man continued to approach: "I told you to give up pessimistic thoughts, as long as I'm here, you won't make the same mistakes again. Did you take my words as wind?"

Jian Qiuran tilted her head slightly: "No."

Man: "Look me in the eyes and say it again!"

Jian Qiuran: "..."

The young man was a little guilty, and was forced to shrink between the head of the bed and the man's chest, and added: "I haven't forgotten, but the habit of thinking for many years is like this, and I accidentally thought as before."

The man obviously didn't believe his nonsense, he gritted his teeth and said, "Sometimes I really want to beat you up."

Jian Qiuran turned her head and glared: "You have a good idea!"

The two got closer, their breaths intertwined, and the blowing on their faces carried a faint warmth.

After two seconds of silence, the man suddenly moved closer, opened his lips slightly... and bit the young man's cheek.

Jian Qiuran: "!!!"

He immediately grabbed the man's ear, trying to pull him away.

But the man firmly bit his cheek, forced to leave a tooth mark, and said in a cold voice, "Let you have a long memory."

Jian Qiuran kicked him: "Get lost!"

The man caught the attack, wrapped his ankles with his backhand and dragged him down, and said calmly, "Here comes someone, lie down properly."

After the voice fell, the doctor and the nurse pushed the door in: "Who rang the bed bell? What happened?"

The man responded: "I, the patient is awake."

The doctor hurried forward and asked the young man how he felt.

Jian Qiuran could only suppress her anger, and covered half of her face for examination.

Because the physical condition is too bad, the doctor checked very carefully: "Is it because of toothache or headache that you are covering your face?"

Jian Qiuran said, "My face hurts."

The doctor frowned: "Your face hurts?"

Jian Qiuran: "Well, I was bitten by a dog."

doctor:"……"

After confirming that it was just a tooth mark, the doctor sighed silently in his heart, but continued to chat quietly on the face, tactfully probing around, making sure that the young man knew about lung cancer and was in a stable state of mind, and then he talked about the current situation.

It was basically what the man said, but he hid the time and said consolingly: "Lung cancer will also have complications in the late stage, such as lung infection, which is normal. You must calm down and accept chemotherapy, and don't give up on yourself."

Jian Qiuran didn't like chemotherapy, and said, "Except for chemotherapy, how long will it take me to leave the hospital?"

The doctor said, "At least two weeks."

Jian Qiuran: "I want to be discharged from the hospital in two weeks. When I have time to travel and enjoy life, I don't need chemotherapy for the time being. Thank you."

This kind of thing often happens, the doctor said a few words of consolation, and found that the young man believed that there was no room for maneuver, so he left with a sigh.

When the two of them recovered in the ward, Jian Qiuran put down her hands, rubbed her face, and squinted at the man.

It still hurts a little... The suppressed anger gradually surged up in an instant, and the young man said angrily, "Come here and give me a bite!"

Men ignore it.

Jian Qiuran was still on the drip and couldn't move, almost exploded.

Damn, this is a bastard!

Originally, he saw that the other party had helped so much, and he accepted it humbly for his own good, but he didn't expect the other party to bite someone while talking... It really is a beast!

No, he must take revenge for this mouthful! !

Jian Qiuran stared at the man fiercely, vowing to take revenge!

The man's face was indifferent all the time, he just licked his canine teeth with the tip of his tongue calmly, and pursed his lips slightly.

It's quite soft.