This is a way, a hope to save Tang Si.
There was a glimmer of hope in Song Yi's heart, but it was fleeting.
Fu Jingsheng is a genius doctor of the T organization.
His current relationship with the T organization should be broken, because he let her on the cruise ship.
If Fu Jingsheng was asked to come to rescue Tang Si, perhaps Fu Jingsheng would come, and he would not refuse.
Fu Jingsheng's admiration and love for Tang Si are not in words, but in actions.
But Tang Si, as the people's police, will he accept a rescue from a criminal organization
The answer, obviously, is no...
"What's wrong?" Bo Shiyan looked at Song Yi's bad expression and asked.
"If you're worried about his body..." Bo Shiyan paused slightly: "To put it bluntly, you really should be worried, because there's really something wrong with his body."
"However, this matter is not something that you can solve directly if you worry about it."
"So, you should learn to slow down your own emotions." Bo Shiyan said: "You have to know, there is still one in your stomach, so your emotions really can't be subject to too much ups and downs."
Song Yi nodded slightly: "Thank you, I know."
"Now can I go up and see him?"
Bo Shiyan pursed his lips slightly: "It's best not to go."
"Now he needs a quiet environment to rest. In fact, he also has a part of arrogance in his bones, and he doesn't want you to see his embarrassed side."
"Whether I saw it or not, I have already seen it." Song Yi: "His first reaction was to go home, not to go somewhere else."
Bo Shiyan: "Yes, maybe home is the place he subconsciously wants to go the most."
"But you'd better wait an hour or two before going up because his mind is weak right now and he needs to be alone without noise."
"I see." Song Yi: "Please come over this evening."
"No trouble." Bo Shiyan slightly pushed his glasses: "I was also afraid that he would die, so I came here."
Song Yi: "I know that you are no longer a relationship between a doctor and a patient."
After so many years of contact, they should have gotten used to it long ago. They should be friends with each other.
But Bo Shiyan stood up at this moment, shook his head slightly and said, "You're wrong. If he's dead, no one will give me money."
"For so many years, he can be regarded as my big client. If he dies, my income will be much less."
Song Yi heard this, but did not speak.
He also knew the meaning of Bo Shiyan's words.
Some people obviously care, but what they express on the surface is not like that.
However, whether it is yourself or others, you can see it.
"Are you going back?" Song Yi watched him stand up and asked.
Bo Shiyan nodded: "I'll go back and get some things before coming back. Tang Si's current situation is unstable, and I can't take him back."
After all, he should not move.
Song Yi nodded: "Okay, then you should pay attention to safety on the way back."
"OK."
At this time, four or five men in black came in outside, all of them stern and fierce.
Song Yi frowned and looked at Bo Shiyan.
Bo Shiyan explained: "To protect your safety, Tang Si is a criminal policeman full of honors. He kills people and steals goods, fights drugs, and he will almost handle criminal matters."
"In this way, the enemy has made a lot of friends."
"In this extraordinary period, I don't know how many people have received the news and want to seek revenge on him." Bo Shiyan: "When I go out, I will also pay attention, so as not to attract the attention of others."
"After all, he himself knows this very well. When he came back, he may have deliberately avoided the possibility of being discovered."
"So, along the way, he may have walked back."
"You should also pay attention, it's best not to expose the fact that he's at home." Bo Shiyan said slowly.
Generally, people who hang out with people like Tang Si will always be more sensitive to the judgment of danger.
"I know."
She knew this, which was why she didn't notify the police immediately and called Bo Shiyan over even though she knew the police station was looking for Tang Si.
An ambulance was not called either.
And the moment when Tang Si fell down in front of her, when he wanted to speak.
She should know all about it.
...
After Bo Shiyan left, Song Yi made some food for Tang Si at home, which didn't hurt his stomach.
If he wakes up, turn on the microwave oven, and he can eat whatever he wants.
Song Yi didn't know how to cook or cook before.
But if neither of them can do it, that's not good.
You can't have two people at home and eat takeaway.
Tang Si didn't have time to learn, so she was the only one to learn.
After everything is done, the time is almost up.
Song Yi went upstairs to see Tang Si.
The room hasn't changed much, except that there are a lot of instruments beside the bed.
The man on the bed was lying quietly, there was only dim light in the room.
He seemed to stand in the darkness whether he was awake or asleep.
Song Yi frowned and turned on the headlight.
Once opened like this, I can see clearly the appearance of the man on the bed.
Covered by the quilt, his face was pale, bloodless, lifeless at all, and looked sickly.
At this moment, Song Yi felt as if her heart had been stabbed severely by something.
She didn't know what Tang Si went through this time, and what he wanted to say to her when he came back.
All I know is that he is lying there, not so unparalleled in the world, not so funny and humorous to make her laugh.
Every time Song Yi took a breath, she felt her heart hurting.
Although Tang Si always talks about life and death, he said that it doesn't matter if he dies. But she never thought that one day this man would leave her side.
She can't leave him.
He didn't know how inseparable he was.
Song Yi walked to the bed, sat there, and looked at his face quietly.
She didn't dare to touch him, just watched him like that.
He appears to have been seriously injured. It didn't seem like there was any, Bo Shiyan just explained about the chronic poison in his body, and didn't explain anything else.
It was dark and foggy outside the window, and she seemed to be looking at things in the fog now.
Nothing is real, nothing is real.
Everything is vain.
Life experience, parents, cases, mysteries.
These are all things that cannot be touched, and the only thing that can be touched is the Tang Si in front of you.
"Tell me." Song Yi looked at his face and said softly, "If you hadn't met me, wouldn't you have no weaknesses now, fighting in full armor is in your domain."
Once a person has a weakness, it is fatal.
His soul acts recklessly in the dark world, and his body carries the darkness with his soul to carry the burden forward.
Believe it or not, some people's fate seems to be here.
The current atmosphere is as drowsy as a candle that is about to be extinguished.
The light will eventually burn out and disappear into the dark realm.
The heavy air pressure pressed down.
There was nothing she could do.
There are many things she can't do, and so does Tang Si.
He has no way to stop his own life passing by, and she can only watch his life passing by.
If it were the world, there would be no more Tang Si......
That was more painful than parting.
After the quarrel and separation, at least I knew in my heart that he was still... .
A dead person can never go beyond, because his life stays there.
At this time, from nowhere, a moth flew in, fluttering, and under the light, the powder shaken from the wings was imprinted in Song Yi's pupils.
Tears dripped from the corners of his eyes in an instant, and fell on the back of the man's hand, in slow motion like an explosion, and the shadow was blurred on the wall.
Tears fell one after another.
The old man said that moths came to the house for no reason. It was the deceased old man who came back to see his descendants.
Besides, it's winter... Where did the moths come from.
The sobbing cry, with forbearance, passed endlessly into the darkness, the pain of tearing the heart torn apart.
The cold air of despair filled the lungs.
Song Yi covered her mouth, looked at the man on the bed, tears kept pouring out.
Why let her see that moth.
She is not superstitious, but at this time...
All bad things will come one after another.
"Little friend Song Yi, you are really a little girl." Suddenly, the man's hoarse voice came to her eardrums.
Song Yi's eyelashes were stained with tears, seeing him wake up, her eyelashes trembled slightly.
He was very weak, but there was a faint smile on his lips, the smile was weak, but he was still smiling.
"You..." She choked up, and for a moment, her mind went blank, and the words came to her mouth, but she didn't know what to say, and she didn't know where to start.
Anyway, the moment he heard his voice, all defenses were defeated.
An inexplicable emotion overwhelmed her, making her cry even more violently.
The man lay on the bed, closed his eyes slightly, and moved his thin lips lightly: "Do you think I'm going to die?"
He raised his hand to shake Song Yi's.
Song Yi immediately passed her hand over, squatted beside the bed, and wanted to speak, but couldn't speak because of crying.
Tang Si looked at her and wanted to reach out to wipe her tears, but he couldn't lift his hand so high.
He took a slow breath and wanted to speak, but what he said just now seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
Tang Si's Adam's apple slipped, his lips opened and opened, his chest rose and fell again and again, and his breathing became heavier every time.
"Think..." He said deeply, closed his eyes, and remained silent for several seconds: "If you want me to die, keep crying."
He couldn't see her crying like this.
Song Yi sniffed.
Turning his back on God, wiped his tears: "I'm sorry."
At a time like this, she shouldn't be so vulnerable.
The man didn't speak, just looked at her back.
Song Yi wiped away her tears, the corners of her eyes were red, and the tip of her nose was also red.
There is no bright smile in the eyes, and they are worried: "Do you feel uncomfortable? Are you hungry? Thirsty?"
Tang Si looked at Song Yi with dark and deep eyes, and was silent for a while.
Song Yi was also silent suddenly.
Maybe he needs quiet.
In the endless silence, I don't know how long time has passed.
"Am I very useless?"
The man's weak voice floated in the air.
Obviously the voice is not loud, the air is like a gossamer.
But it hit Song Yi's heart heavily, making her whole heart tremble.
Her lips moved, and she held his hand tightly: "how could that be?"
"Then why don't I even have the strength to hug you now?"
Just such a sentence, like a net, tightly wrapped around her heart, tightening its strength, suffocating her and making her colic.
He paused for a few more seconds, and every word he said was extremely difficult: "It's also... It's not good to say a few words of comfort."
"Tang Si..." Song Yi really couldn't hold back, her tone was crying: "Don't do this, I beg you."
I can't stand you like this.
Tang Si closed his eyes and didn't look at her again.
It's just useless.
"I don't want your comfort, and I don't want you to hug me."
She stood up, kissed him, hugged him, her warm breath was close at hand.
Song Yi's voice trembled: "I can hug you, I can kiss you, and I can do whatever you can't."
He slowly and softly: "Yes."
Song Yi took a breath and adjusted her emotions: "Then I'll get you something to eat, and Bo Shiyan will come over in a while. Do you have anything else to explain?"
She felt that Tang Si should have something to explain.
Tang Si looked at her face and felt that he couldn't get enough of it.
I don't want to look away from myself for the rest of my life, but I'm so tired.
So tired that I couldn't open my eyes, so tired that I couldn't listen.
To put it another way...it should be so useless that my body can't control it.
He knew what was wrong with him.
Bo Shiyan also mentioned his physical condition before.
He couldn't bear it anymore...
He closed his eyes slowly, and almost in a weak voice, he gave her an explanation: "Hey, my brother is tired and wants to sleep."
Then, Song Yi watched, he closed his eyes, and didn't make any more movements.
In that instant, Song Yi's face turned pale, and the blood all over his body seemed to be frozen.
She is in a state of disorientation.
Almost urgently, loudly: "Brother, my baby and I are waiting for you to wake up."
"..."
Such a sentence, the man did not reply.
"Tang Si, Tang Si..." Song Yi felt pain in every cell in his body.
"Speak." She touched his breath with trembling hands.
But he stopped in mid-air, and immediately took out his cell phone to call Bo Shiyan.
As soon as I took it out, it fell to the ground again with a "click".
She bent down to pick it up in a hurry, but because she was too hasty, she pushed the phone under the bed.
My whole body was trembling, and my whole body was flustered.
Why? Why do mobile phones bully her
"Um... ... "
It took a long time for the man to respond with a weak breath.
This made Song Yi stop to touch the phone under the bed.
She looked up, looked at him and smiled, smiled and cried again.
Song Yi stumbled out of the room.
I don't want him to hear me cry again.
Tang Si lay quietly on the bed, moved her fingers slightly, and her eyelashes trembled.
He knew what happened to Song Yi, and he also knew how sad and helpless she would cry.
But he couldn't help it. Every word he spoke felt his heart and lungs being squeezed, and the pain was so painful that all the nerves in his body were pulling his scalp.
I can hardly breathe.
He thought, wanted to comfort her, wanted to hug her, wanted to say a lot of words to make her not sad.
But he couldn't do a single thing.
From the corner of the man's eyes, under the light, something slowly flowed out.
When, in the powerlessness of the dying struggle, she met the time when she needed him the most.
...
When the men in black saw Song Yi in this state, they frowned slightly.
But he didn't go forward either, just bowed his head on the phone and reported the current situation to Bo Shiyan.
Song Yi cried for a long time in the bathroom, her eyes were swollen from crying.
She had never cried so much in her life.
That repressed emotion, that feeling of being overwhelmed, rushed towards her from all directions.
It is the mood that the sky is falling, the feeling that the world is darkened, and the feeling that everything seems to have become meaningless.
But she was powerless, always suppressed, wanted to explode, wanted to vent, but couldn't find any source of venting.
I also know that nothing will happen to me.
Is this the difficulty of being closed? Is this despair
Desperate to suffocate.
Is this the feeling of the despair and darkness that Tang Si experienced again and again...
Song Yi turned on the tap and rinsed her face with water.
No, Tang Si should be more desperate than this.
...
When Bo Shiyan came again, Song Yi had already sorted out her emotions.
Just the eyes are swollen.
Bo Shiyan paused: "Has Tang Si woke up?"
Otherwise she wouldn't cry like this.
Song Yi was a woman with strong resilience that he had seen before.
He didn't yell and cry, didn't bring his emotions to him, and didn't force him to save Tang Si, otherwise what would happen.
"Um."
Bo Shiyan: "What did you say? How is the situation?"
Song Yi took a deep breath: "It's not very good."
"He seemed to use all his strength to speak. He was very tired and painful."
"Is there a way to relieve it?"
Song Yi didn't want to look at him like that.
Bo Shiyan: "In fact, this situation is normal. He has a lot of injuries. In addition, he walked back. In addition to the toxicity, it is normal for him to have no strength."
"He needs to recover, but because of this condition, there are no cases, no circumstances, I don't know how far it will go."
"I'm not a professional in this area. When he wakes up next time, he must be fed."
"His bodily functions need to be supplemented." Bo Shiyan said, "There is one more thing."
"Tang Si's parents also know about this. Maybe they will come to you and ask if you know where Tang Si is. You should be prepared to deal with it."
"Then there is something that requires you to make up your mind." Bo Shiyan slowed down his tone, and said to Song Yi word by word: "Tang Si's current physical condition is like this, and for some things, you need a backbone and someone to do it Make up your mind."
"The first thing is, how should the police station explain it? Should it be the truth, or should it be concealed first? If it is concealed, how long has it been concealed? Why has it been concealed for such a long time?"
"You are Tang Si's wife. If he doesn't wake up later, you have to make a decision and make arrangements for this matter."
"The second thing, what kind of treatment Tang Si wants to do, you also need to make up your mind."
"The third thing, his family's company... You should be clear."
"In the future, there are still some things that I will draw up for you in detail. I hope you will be considerate."
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