Thousands of thoughts appeared in my mind, causing me to lose all consciousness.
"Yue Wei, I didn't protect you, little brother, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for you."
"not dead!"
"He's not dead!"
In the dusk, Ajun's low roar pulled me back from the guilt and self-blame.
My body was shaking wildly, and I wanted to calm down Zhong Xiaojing.
Ajun grabbed me and yelled: "Don't touch his brother. 120 will be here soon. Don't touch him. He's not dead. There is still hope. Don't touch him!" ap.
"Don't fucking touch me!"
I was delirious, scolding Ah-Run and crying, "I want to ask Yue Wei, Yue Wei, Yue Wei, Yue Wei..."
Ah Chun held my waist with both hands and dragged me away desperately. He kept coughing up blood and was in endless pain: "I can't ask this question. Brother, I'm as anxious as you are."
"We need to save people first."
"Believe me, brother. I can save him. I swear to you, I can save him."
"Don't touch him. Wait until 120 comes. I've already asked people to prepare."
I was so confused that I froze on the spot and was in pain. I grabbed Ah-Rong and cried, "Ah-Rong, you just heard me."
"Zhong Xiaojing said, Yue Wei, Yue Wei, she...is dead. Yes or no?"
When I mustered up the courage to say this, I burst into tears.
"No!"
"You heard wrong!"
Ah Chun quickly took off his underwear and pressed Zhong Xiaojing's bleeding wound. He smiled and said to me with tears on his face, "I heard you wrong."
I nodded instinctively, tears streaming down my face like crazy, and I clutched my chest and kept coughing.
A few minutes later, a taxi arrived. The driver quickly got out of the car. He was so frightened that he stepped back and grabbed the car walkie-talkie and screamed wildly.
After a while, several more cars rushed to the scene. When they saw the tragic Zhong Xiaojing, they all turned pale with horror.
Fifteen minutes later, the ambulance arrived. Emergency treatment was performed on Zhong Xiaojing to stop the bleeding at the scene, and he was immediately put into a car and drove away with the most tragic grief.
At midnight in the early morning, the most brutal killing came to an end.
At three thirty, the people Ah Rong called arrived.
Ah-Rong and I separated into two groups. I went to the hospital to guard Zhong Xiaojing, while Ah-Rong led his men to fight back to Daliu Shu.
After the sudden change, I was in a state of chaos, and the only thing in my mind was the words Zhong Xiaojing said before he died. The rest I don't care about at all.
Ajun is different from me.
When I was at a loss, Ah-Run calmly made countless arrangements.
By the time I arrived at Xiehe, it was almost five o'clock in the morning. All Zhong Xiaojing's injuries had been treated and he was undergoing an emergency blood transfusion.
Perhaps it was because he was rushed to the hospital in time, perhaps because Zhong Xiaojing himself was in excellent physical condition, or perhaps it was God’s mercy. With the full treatment of Xiehe Emergency Department, Zhong Xiaojing luckily managed to save his breath.
The initial emergency examination results were not optimistic.
There were dozens of fractures all over his body, including twenty-three skull fractures.
Although the massive internal bleeding has stopped, surgery must be performed as soon as possible.
The most fatal thing is intracranial hemorrhage. If the rescue is not timely, you will die anytime and anywhere.
At 6:30, Ajun was pushed to Xiehe Union Hospital in a wheelchair and went straight to the emergency room to meet me.
After telling me some absolutely impossible news with a stern face, I was immediately taken to the operating room.
Until then, I didn’t know that Ajun’s right ankle was broken, his spine was broken, and his back ribs were broken.
Moreover, Ajun also suffered from internal bleeding.
Only the people who pushed him know about my meeting with Ah-Rong.
That person is Ah Rong's cousin, Chen Yipeng. The third generation is inconspicuous and extremely low-key.
While A-Rong and I were talking in the emergency room, Chen Yipeng was standing guard outside.
At the end of the conversation, Chen Yipeng came in silently, handed me a mobile card, and said in a low voice: "Five dead and nine wounded. Zhong Xiaojing is wanted."
"He was also involved in a murder case seven years ago."
Ajun brought it to me
The news hit me like a bolt from the blue, and Chen Yipeng's shocking revelations hit me even harder.
I sat beside Zhong Xiaojing blankly, my mind was blank and my heart was in a mess.
At this moment, I couldn't feel the pain in my body or that I was still alive.
At 7:30 in the morning, I dragged Zhong Xiaojing out with my broken body.
Standing in the crowded Union Hospital, looking at the numb medical staff and patients, I suddenly realized that in Yandu, apart from Ah Rong, I had no friends or relatives.
The helplessness and sorrow of being alone in the vast world, the helplessness of no one to talk to, can only be expressed by the sky.
It was this feeling that made me make up my mind.
No matter what, I will save Zhong Xiaojing!
No matter who he is, how many people he has killed, or what he has done, I will save him!
Zhong Xiaojing was lying on the cart, her whole body covered with white gauze, as silent as a mummy. It hurt me to the bone, and my mouth and nose started to bleed from the pain.
There were many items that Zhong Xiaojing had to check, and I was exhausted. I reluctantly pushed him through two departments before I couldn't take it anymore. I was unable to sit on the ground and wanted to cry without tears.
At this time, a white-haired old man wearing an N95 mask walked past me with a group of people, large and small, in Concorde.
When he saw me, the white-haired old man's eyes moved slightly. He walked a few meters away quietly and suddenly came back with a sigh. In front of everyone, he picked up Zhong Xiaojing's medical records and scanned them quickly.
"This is very critical. Why are you still queuing up? Arrange for surgery immediately. How many times have I told you? Are you turning a deaf ear? Human life is at stake, and you are treating it like a child's play!"
"Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?"
The white-haired old man's scolding caused countless Danas beside him to change their colors. Many department heads standing on the periphery lowered their heads and did not even dare to speak out loud.
A secretary came forward and reported in a low voice: "The Chen family called and asked you to go to the operating table in person."
"Master Chen's surgery is a minor one. Just send Xiao Zhou. His eyes are better than mine."
"Make arrangements for this person immediately. If conditions permit, I will do it myself."
The secretary was very surprised. He covered his mouth and said in a low voice: "At nine-twenty... I will come over and call your name for a physical examination. At half-past ten, you have to go to the medical school for a meeting..."
"I will give it a push. Tell Mr. Jiang that I will save people first. Please forgive him. Tomorrow, I will personally come to check on the boss."
"Heads of all major departments, drop everything. Prepare for surgery immediately to save lives."
