Overnight, the suspect in the rape case that had terrified the citizens of Jinbo for more than a month was arrested and brought to justice. The silk factory, which was as bright as day in the middle of the night, became an enduring topic among nearby residents.
The guards of the silk factory stared dumbfoundedly at the many police officers and soldiers coming in and out. They did not realize what had happened. It was not until Qian Hongbo, who was like a dead pig and his face was covered with blood, was taken out of the abandoned fermentation cellar that he was frightened. Legs feel weak.
He thought that bad people had entered the factory and harmed the factory director, and he was worried to death.
Of course, what he was worried about was not the safety of Factory Director Qian, but whether he would be held accountable for leaving his job without permission.
I have to say that his worries were a bit unnecessary, because except for Meng Jiu'an, no one at the scene knew about his departure today.
Meng Jiuan, who had kicked Qian Hongbo unconscious, was no longer at the scene. He immediately rescued Yu Changle from the cellar, locked the entrance to the cellar, and immediately rushed to the hospital with her in his arms.
As soon as they arrived at the gate of the factory, they met Bai Ling and Yu Changxi who were following them. They exchanged a few words and ran non-stop to the hospital.
Meng Jiu'an, who was running all the way, didn't feel the weight of Yu Changle in his arms at all. On the contrary, he felt why she was so light. She had lost a lot of weight because of the hard work of running the store these days, and felt distressed in his heart.
Yu Changle leaned in Meng Jiu'an's arms obediently, motionless, and the sound of a strong heartbeat came from the ear close to his chest, which made her feel particularly at ease.
A drop of sweat slipped from his temples and landed on the crook of Yu Changle's neck, like a drop of hot oil splashing on her skin. She couldn't help but tremble slightly, and an indescribable feeling instantly filled her heart. diffuse.
She quietly raised her head and looked up at the man in front of her with a face as perfect and handsome as a sculpture.
He frowned slightly, pursed his lips slightly, and his anxious expression was clearly visible.
No matter how dull she was, Yu Changle understood what it meant when she saw Meng Jiu'an suddenly appear at the last critical moment of her life.
She couldn't help but think of what Meng Jiuan whispered in her ear:
"Yu Changle, I miss you."
A hint of joy quietly rose in Yu Changle's heart. She lowered her head, trying to hide her burning cheeks.
This tiny movement was also noticed by Meng Jiuan. He thought Yu Changle was in pain from the wounds on his body, so he quickly made his movements gentler and softer, and said in relief:
"Just be patient, we'll be there soon."
Yu Changle buried his head and shook it gently, trying to tell him that he wasn't in pain. Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a breath, a violent cough came from his lungs that couldn't stop.
Meng Jiu'an looked down anxiously, and suddenly felt a heat in his chin, and the wet and sticky feeling on his neck made him panic!
"Changle!"
A mouthful of hot blood spurted out, and Yu Changle fainted again. Her head rested weakly on Meng Jiuan's elbow, her eyes were gently closed, and a dazzling blood streak flowed from the corner of her mouth on her pale face.
At this moment, Meng Jiu'an felt as if his internal organs were being burned by fire, and the door of the hospital so close to him seemed as far away as a chasm.
"Doctor! Save people! Doctor——"
After hearing the news, the emergency doctors and nurses also rushed out, picked up Yu Changle, put him on a stretcher, and ran to the emergency room.
"Why is it her?!"
Zhang Siyuan was on duty again today. He only glanced down and recognized Yu Changle. In this era, not many people know how to give doctors timely feedback on medication. Her actions when saving Cuicui left a deep impression on Zhang Siyuan. impression.
"What happened to the patient?!"
Zhang Siyuan asked Meng Jiu'an who was closely following him as he ran with a serious face. The blood stains on the corners of Yu Changle's mouth looked like he had suffered internal injuries.
Meng Jiu'an quickly replied: "There are no bleeding wounds on the surface of the body. I suspect there are internal injuries!"
If Meng Jiuan hadn't been wearing a military uniform, Zhang Siyuan might have thought it was another common case of domestic violence. There are a lot of cowards who beat women in this era!
However, there are also some wolves in human skin!
Thinking of this, Zhang Siyuan glanced sideways at Meng Jiu'an and blocked him in front of the emergency room door: "This is an important place for surgery, no one can enter!"
Meng Jiuan's eyes were completely focused on Yu Changle, but he didn't realize that Zhang Siyuan's attitude was a bit bad. In order not to affect the doctor's treatment, he had to loosen his grip on the stretcher and watched the door of the emergency room close in front of his eyes.
The alarmingly red emergency light came on again.
In the empty rescue room, Meng Jiuan stood blankly alone, staring at the closed door of the rescue room. It felt like there was an invisible gap separating him and Yu Changle.
The remaining warmth in the palm of his hand gradually cooled down, taking away the warmth of his body. His heart began to tremble slightly, and an unprecedented inexplicable fear struck his heart.
Didn't he catch up?
Didn't he already save her?
Endless helplessness and emptiness hit this young soldier. He was not afraid of death or injury. He thought he was not afraid of anything, but little did he know that since then he had someone he was afraid of losing.
Unstoppable heat rushed into Meng Jiu'an's eyes, and then he let it flow down his cheeks regardless of the image.
If any comrades saw him at this moment, they would probably not believe their eyes. Captain Meng, who had been bleeding and injured without blinking, would also be so fragile.
Suddenly, the door to the emergency room opened without warning, and Zhang Siyuan came out and called the nurse to go to the blood bank to get blood.
Meng Jiu'an rushed over: "Doctor, how is my lover?"
When he introduced Yu Changle to others, he always said she was his wife. The word "daughter-in-law" was more like a title of status.
But at this moment, he blurted out the word "lover". In the endless emptiness of being alone just now, he truly confirmed that he not only liked Yu Changle, he loved her!
Meng Jiu'an's heart was wrapped in surging love and regret. Why was he so slow to understand his own feelings? He hadn't even had time to tell Yu Changle that he loved her!
Zhang Siyuan took off his mask and saw that the anxiety in Meng Jiuan's eyes did not seem to be fake. There were still tears on his face, and his attitude softened a little:
"The patient is bleeding internally and needs surgery immediately. The blood test result is type O. Blood must be transferred from the blood bank to prepare for blood transfusion in case something unexpected happens during the operation."
Meng Jiu'an felt his head was buzzing. He was fine just now, so how could he have to undergo surgery to such a serious level?
He didn't have time to think so much, so he took Zhang Siyuan's hand and begged:
"Doctor, please save her, please let her survive!"
The nurse beside him was also moved by the tears of the strong man, but there have been too many scenes of life and death in the hospital, and no one's tears can save the patient from death...
