Song Yi raised her head: "You won't kill him, but you won't know the seriousness."
She knew Fu Jingsheng very well, he was ruthless and ruthless.
Hearing this, Fu Jingsheng shrugged his shoulders, his brows and eyes stained with youthful recklessness: "That means you are sure of what you do."
"When will he wake up?" Song Yi asked.
Tang Si's hands were cold.
Touching his hand, I couldn't feel any warmth from the man's body.
Song Yi felt that this was not a good omen.
"I don't know." Fu Jingsheng said slowly: "He didn't inject him alive or dead. I fainted him with a drug. When he wakes up, it depends on when he is in so much pain that he can't stand it."
Song Yi frowned: "Drugs?"
"The pain is unbearable, wake up from the pain?"
"Cough..." Seeing Song Yi's expression, Fu Jingsheng felt guilty for no reason. He touched the tip of his nose and explained, "He said he couldn't afford the gamble, and he would not inject the medicine until the child was born, but until then This medicine may not be effective, and there is still a 60% chance of being able to save it. If we wait until then, the chance may be 1, or it may have no effect."
"He is already at the terminal stage of illness. He has performed so well in front of you, and there is a high probability that he will come back."
"As a doctor, it was the best treatment I could give, so it was injected," he said.
"If he doesn't accept it this time, he may not survive the next time."
Song Yi heard the words, looked at Tang Si, and suddenly stopped talking.
As soon as she didn't speak, Fu Jingsheng felt uncertain.
Why... Are you angry
"Sister?" Fu Jingsheng looked at Song Yi: "We should trust brother-in-law."
"He told me a lot."
"I didn't feel that strong desire to live in anyone." Fu Jingsheng: "But I felt it in him."
"Being tortured by the vicious criminals, many people want to die. There are also many people who want to live, but the desire to live is not as strong as my brother-in-law."
Like hot magma, scorching hot and intense.
He licked his lips: "However, he chose to give up the best time."
"I don't understand this. Maybe he loves you too much."
"Now we have reached the point where we have no choice."
"I am a selfish person, so I selfishly made the choice for him."
Song Yi looked at Tang Si's face, and held his hand, as if in this way, his breath could wrap herself around.
"What you did is not wrong." Song Yi replied in a very light tone: "This should be the choice."
If Tang Si didn't worry about her, he would make the same bet.
The person she loves is a hero with strong bones.
Have the courage to gamble everything.
She gambles with him.
…
Fu Jingsheng and Song Yi talked about Tang Si's physical condition.
This time it was successful, and the follow-up only needs to be treated with medication, and it will gradually get better.
It's just that the process will be painful.
"En." Song Yi nodded and looked at the man over there.
He was still lying quietly on the bed, looking lifeless.
She has never seen such a Tang Si.
Even if he was asleep before, he could still feel the aura on his body, as well as that wild, ruffian and lazy radiating from his bones.
Now, he seemed lifeless.
no life...
These words struck heavily on the tip of her heart.
Suddenly, the nose and eye sockets felt sour.
She didn't dare to think about it anymore, and she didn't dare to make those bad assumptions.
Fu Jingsheng stood up: "Don't worry too much, I'll watch you take a rest here, your body also needs a good rest now, and you can't have big ups and downs emotionally."
"The reason why my brother-in-law didn't tell you is that I was afraid that you would be so worried and hurt your body." Fu Jingsheng: "He will definitely wake up tomorrow morning."
Tang Si used to go out at night and said he would come back the next day.
He did come back.
That's because the police have something to do.
He's on leave, but the job is still there.
Cheng Ju said that all members of the Criminal Investigation Detachment are waiting for him to return to the team.
Song Yi clenched her clothes tightly, thinking to herself.
Let's go back to the team.
At least it was a healthy, tough, lazy and angry person with a smile on his face.
Perhaps some people should have grown up in those places.
They were born into that place, dignified and admired by the world.
"boom-"
At this time, there was a muffled sound in the empty space.
Looking back, the man behind him rolled off the bed.
Song Yi and Fu Jingsheng immediately stood up and walked over to help her.
It was only when he touched the man's hand that he realized that his muscles were tense and as hard as iron.
The originally cold hand has become very hot at this moment.
There was already thin cold sweat on his forehead.
Gritting his teeth, his veins bulged.
He looked in pain, the pain seemed to be unbearable, and the handcuffed hands kept struggling.
Song Yi looked at Fu Jingsheng in panic, and the fox's eyes were stained with mist: "Can I get a painkiller injection?"
Only then did she realize that her voice had become hoarse.
It is almost impossible to make a sound.
Fu Jingsheng glanced at Tang Si, then at Song Yi.
"Okay." Fu Jingsheng pulled Song Yi up: "You go out first, and I will give him a painkiller injection."
"Without my permission, no matter what you hear, don't come in, otherwise you will affect my operation."
Song Yihong focused her eyes: "Okay, okay."
She didn't care about anything, and her mind was blank at this moment.
Tang Si seldom had such a vulnerable moment, and if she hadn't seen him like this, she would have thought that he was really omnipotent.
In fact, what she thinks is omnipotent is just that he doesn't want her to see bad and negative things.
This man has always protected her very well.
"Tang Si, Tang Si." Song Yi called his name.
The man's hands were clenched tightly into fists, and sweat had soaked his clothes and hair by this time.
"Tang Si."
Her voice was trembling and crying, she looked at him and said, "Don't go back to the dirty and dark world again, I will wait for you, I love you."
Song Yi didn't expect him to be able to answer her when she said these words.
He was in such pain, and when she heard his painful panting, she knew that it was difficult for him to breathe, and it hurt to breathe.
But, the moment she was brought to the door by Fu Jingsheng, the moment Fu Jingsheng was about to close the door.
Faintly, I heard a word squeezed out between the teeth——
"good."
…
Song Yi was shut out by Fu Jingsheng, waiting anxiously.
She didn't know how long the time had passed, and she didn't know what was happening inside.
I can only pray in my heart over and over again.
Such moments are just too powerless and excruciating.
Suddenly, a man's voice came from inside.
scream.
Painful, unbearable, screaming.
The screams were endless, and she heard his voice hoarse, so hoarse that she couldn't tell it was Tang Si's voice.
She stared at the door, her feet seemed to be frozen, unable to move.
Every sound he made was like a knife piercing her heart, killing her one by one.
The pain is unbearable.
Tears could not stop falling down.
She covered her mouth to keep herself from crying.
I was shaking from crying all over my body.
His thin back and frail body made him feel helpless and lonely.
The breathless heartache wrapped around her whole body.
I can't cry.
Song Yi cried so much that she no longer had the strength to stand still, so she knelt down and hugged herself.
But the tears could not be stopped, and the sobbing sound was intermittent.
Obviously, it was clearly agreed to take painkiller injections.
fraud.
Why does the man who doesn't grunt when he gets shot hurt like that.
She knows that she looks ugly now, and I want to go in to see the situation, but I don't dare to show Tang Si what I look like.
Then he would be even more unbearable.
…
In fact, where is there any painkiller needle.
Fu Jingsheng is a smart man, but also a cunning man.
Tang Si definitely didn't want Song Yi to see him like this.
That must be to let her out.
This kind of pain is pain if you want to suffer, and you can only endure it.
What I suffered was this kind of pain like a thousand cuts.
Why do you say that once such a drug is taken, there is no cure
Because even if there is an antidote, I will die from the pain and faint from the pain.
People with poor tolerance will die of pain if they don't inject the antidote, and the cells and organs all over the body will fail and die.
Injecting the antidote will cause more pain, and the antidote will collide with the cells and nerves.
There is no room for a shot of painkiller, otherwise it will have no effect.
Fu Jingsheng stood beside him, but he turned his back to Tang Si and didn't look at him.
He lowered his eyebrows and listened quietly.
Listen to the sound of the iron chain struggling, and listen to the sound of his struggling and pain.
I could hear the handcuffs being struggled and sunk into the flesh, rubbed again, and blood flowed horizontally.
I can hear the sound of life passing away bit by bit and struggling to stay.
Can hear, can hear...
Sixty percent chance.
Twenty-five percent of it was the injected antidote, and the other thirty-five percent, Fu Jingsheng bet on Tang Si's tolerance.
There is no problem with the antidote, the problem is whether Tang Si can bear the pain.
He couldn't imagine what this pain was like, maybe his whole body was torn apart and crushed.
Grind repeatedly.
…
this one night.
He passed out from the pain.
Not long after, he woke up from the pain again and again and again.
Fu Jingsheng clenched his fist tightly, sweating for Tang Si.
Heart constricted, nervous, worried.
He seemed to be on the verge of breaking through, his hoarse cry was gone, and his strength to struggle was gone.
The man trembled all over, not because of his strength, but because of his tendons.
He was drenched from head to toe, and his wrists and ankles were handcuffed.
The eyes are dripping with blood, drop by drop, being rubbed on the ground, hands, face, and walls.
One star at a time, like a bewitching fiery red flower, takes root in the darkness, dragging people to the road of death.
This road is full of thorns, this road is full of roses.
It is a blood-red road.
Several times, Fu Jingsheng thought Tang Si was dead and his heart stopped beating.
But he didn't know what kind of force he was biting, just like this, repeatedly, passed out from the pain, and woke up again from the pain.
Waking up, dizzy, all in pain.
Powerless and hopeless.
Death is liberation.
…
When Tang Si didn't have the strength to scream and could only make a weak struggling sound.
Fu Jingsheng and Song Yi said: "He has come back to life, don't cry, you go to rest."
"You can see him again tomorrow morning."
Song Yi didn't believe it, she wanted to go in and have a look.
Fu Jingsheng stopped him, no, no life or death.
If she saw such a scene, she would cry harder than now.
Song Yi felt so uncomfortable, she felt that she was going to be out of breath, and her chest and lungs were hurting slowly.
My head hurts from crying, and my stomach hurts too.
"Sister, you are too emotional now. This is not good for the child in your stomach." Fu Jingsheng told her: "Let me tell you the truth, you don't want to have regrets between the two of you, so don't worry about it." Cry, sort out your own emotions, I said he will be fine."
"If you can't keep the child in your womb now, you won't have a child in the future."
Song Yi's voice was hoarse, and the fox's eyes were flushed from crying: "What do you mean?"
"His body is not suitable for having children." Fu Jingsheng: "Genes are not suitable."
"Even if it is possible to be born, it will not be healthy, it will not be healthy."
Fu Jingsheng: "Of course I don't mean he can't be cured, the virus can be cured, but some things are integrated into his blood and cells, and they won't live inside, but I have no way to give Brother-in-law exchanged blood and bone marrow, and I have no way of guaranteeing that if I conceive a child, the child will carry such things.”
"Will this kind of thing regenerate in your children?"
"You don't want your baby to suffer this kind of pain, do you?"
Song Yi looked at Fu Jingsheng.
My mind went blank.
"He's really fine." Fu Jingsheng led Song Yi upstairs to the research institute: "I didn't lie to you about this."
Fu Jingsheng felt Song Yi's pulse and gave her medicine to stabilize the placenta.
"I can't lie to you, I'm not joking."
"What's in your stomach right now is the only one of you."
Song Yi: "But, the poison in his body was carried a long time ago. I have already carried it when I knew him."
"The child in my stomach now, will he..."
Fu Jingsheng: "There is a 90% chance of not being able to."
"Although the virus was carried in his body, it did not attack. The virus that did not attack was dead."
"When he didn't have an attack, it didn't spread to his bone marrow and cells."
"It won't affect the kids."
"If there is, it is also a very small chance."
After Song Yi drank Fu Jingsheng's medicine, she felt very sleepy...
I don't know when I fell asleep.
The sun shines brightly into the house.
In a trance, she seemed to hear a man's voice.
So familiar, close to the ear.
He said: "Little Song Yi, my brother is gone and can't come back."
"Brother tried his best, and still wants to hug you again."
"You want to be happy."
She slowly opened her eyes, and the man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, standing under the sunlight.
His voice was slow: "When you miss your brother, look at the sky, blow the evening breeze, and bring a bouquet of red roses to your brother's grave."
"The sky is the embrace, the wind is me touching your cheek..."
As he spoke, he smiled at her.
Gentle, lazy, with ruffian eyebrows and eyes: "The baby is a boy, I told him, let him grow up and protect his mother."