The traffic accident at the four-way intersection of Fushu Road quickly appeared on the major evening news programs of Linan in the evening. No matter how sinister it is, it can be processed and filtered into a one-minute news release that is neither salty nor bland. With a little bit of water, it passed by, and it became an after-dinner talk.
Qiao Liang is a disaster.
At the four-way intersection of Fushu Road, he avoided the mopeds grabbing the yellow light, made an emergency turn, and was violently slammed into the center of the intersection by the speeding cement tanker. The car body was scrapped almost beyond recognition, and the co-pilot also sat in a female college student who was going to Linan South Station to take the high-speed rail.
Fortunately, Qiao Liang slammed the steering wheel to the right twice, saving the girl's life. When sent to the hospital, the girl was still awake, while Qiao Liang was unconscious and completely unconscious.
Qiao Fengtian was dazedly surrounded by the traffic police at the door of the emergency room, his temples twitched and he frowned deeply, unable to digest the current situation at all.
The traffic policeman with rich eyebrows tapped the record book with a pen, and the stubble on his upper lip trembled with the tone of voice, "Don't you know that the person involved is driving a black car outside and doing private work as a family member!"
"I, I… really don't know."
Qiao Fengtian twisted his fingers, lowered his head and tried to recall the clues in Qiao Liang's words. Just thinking about it, apart from realizing that he was always tired, I never imagined that he would start such an unspeakable business without telling himself.
"I don't know?" The traffic police touched his stubble, "His car is an illegally operated vehicle, and a fine is to be detained. We also checked the license plate here, and the owner of this car is not himself! He is not insured. Now something really happened, hey, let me ask you guys, who pays for the money? Who is responsible? Ah?!"
"The parents of the little girl don't know yet!"
The doctors and patients passing by in the surrounding circle couldn't help but turn their heads or stopped to visit, all turned their ears to the side, standing in small groups and talking with their ears side by side. Qiao Fengtian didn't speak, staring at the tip of his shoe, his heart was numb.
Whoever pays the money, I will. Whoever takes the responsibility is whoever you say. Qiao Fengtian didn't care, he didn't have the energy to distract himself. Qiao Liang lay in it with uncertainty about his life and death, he just wanted to know if he could survive.
Even if there is a hole in the sky right now, this matter is not as important.
The two little traffic policemen wearing brim hats at the back tugged at the clothes of the people in front of them, and whispered, "Captain Liu, it's almost done, the family members are still lying there..."
"Tsk." The man shook his shoulders, screwed on the cap of the pen, inserted it into the front pocket, moved his mouth slightly, and said something very low and very quickly.
"If you know the law and break the law, you should know why you should be in the first place today."
How much experience does a person need to be able to take other people's pain so high up, it's none of their business. Qiao Fengtian didn't know. He is well versed in life and life, and he cannot use his own experience to kidnap others, and he should not test humanity at will. Professional practitioners who are accustomed to seeing instant life and death treat others with indifference.
But the pain was on himself, and Qiao Fengtian felt uncontrollably angry. He clenched his hands tightly until his joints turned blue, his palms sweated, and then slowly loosened them, hanging loosely by his legs.
"sorry."
The traffic police raised his eyebrows and said nothing for a long time. At the end, he put on his hat and coughed, "We'll go back to the team to deal with the details first, and we will contact you later. Please keep your phone open at all times. My name is Liu."
"Trouble." Qiao Fengtian looked up at him.
“… as it should”
When Zheng Siqi called, Qiao Fengtian was wandering restlessly at the door of the emergency room. The first aid room has strict rules, and family members are not allowed to stay longer than the specified time. Qiao Liang's heart rate, pulse, and blood pressure are now unstable, which cannot meet the standard of being pushed on the operating table. The director outside the brain is working overtime and driving a temporary one, and it will take a while to see the doctor.
He didn't answer all Du Dong's calls, leaving seven or eight missed calls in the phone book. Zheng Siqi took it, just because he was afraid of what happened to Xiao Wuzi.
"Hello?" Qiao Fengtian sat on the bench with his arms on his knees and his palms on his forehead.
"Where are you?"
Qiao Fengtian paused, "In the store, did the little five ask? You told him... "
"Tell the truth, he didn't ask, I was asking you." Zheng Siqi looked at the rearview mirror.
"Just... the hospital." Qiao Fengtian answered vaguely.
"In Linan City?"
"Yes, it's nothing, don't tell the little five, I'll wait, I'll go pick him up." Qiao Fengtian pinched his eyebrows with his fingertips, and he didn't know when he would be able to walk away or when he would be able to walk away. Take care of perfunctory and concealed words.
"understood."
Zheng Siqi turned off the bluetooth, changed lanes and turned right.
Of Qiao Fengtian's ten problems, only one can be trusted. Zheng Siqi rolled down half the window, took a breath, and stepped on the accelerator again.
Zheng Siqi from Linan City Hospital came to a lot. On the one hand, he often brought Zheng Yu over for vaccinations. On the other hand, he was often called by Zheng Siyi to charge her a pile of oil, grain, rice and noodles that the unit sent her for free. Zheng Siyi was not on duty today, so Zheng Siqi called her home to watch the two-and-a-half-year-old children.
Not knowing the exact location of Qiao Fengtian, he had to go to the emergency building. Zheng Siqi stood on the spot and looked around, but soon found the figure of the other party.
Qiao Fengtian sat on a row of blue plastic benches, bowed his waist, buried his head, folded his hands, and clasped his fingers against his forehead. The white light cast from the high ceiling of the hall hangs on the top of his hair, making him look thin and small, like a rough background copied and pasted at random.
That posture is like a believer's repentance and a sincere prayer.
Zheng Siqi walked in a hurry, slightly panting. He stood there, watched quietly for a while, then straightened his collar and stepped forward. Sit down on the chair beside him.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Siqi put his hand on his right shoulder and patted it lightly.
Qiao Fengtian raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion for a moment. Only then did Zheng Siqi see that his face was as pale as paper. The brows became more intense, and the light blue at the moment looked even more gloomy.
Zheng Siqi's heart couldn't help but followed.
He narrowed his brows and continued to ask another question, his tone was lighter and more tentative, and he felt that the matter was more serious, "What's wrong?"
"Why did you come here?"
"Not very worried."
Qiao Fengtian did not speak. Neither asked him about the little five sons, nor how he found them. He knew that if Zheng Siqi was ready to come to him, he would be able to deal with the things next to him. You don't need to ask, it's easy.
"What the hell are you..."
Qiao Fengtian clenched his phone, "My brother, the father of the fifth son, was in a car accident. He is in the emergency room, waiting for the director outside his head to come." The doctor said that the problem is not in the body, but in the brain, saying that there is serious brain damage, so... "
Zheng Siqi was startled.
Qiao Fengtian's tone of voice was very calm at the beginning, and then became slightly turbulent, choked and choked, and it sounded depressing and very hard.
"The heart rate, blood pressure and pulse must be up to the standard before entering the operating room, but he is stable at all, very low... I don't know when I will wait, and the emergency room will not let me in... I have no choice but to Wait."
Qiao Fengtian twitched the corners of his mouth and scratched the ends of his hair, "I'm so... I, I don't know what the hell I'm waiting for."
Zheng Siqi looked at his profile without speaking, and the hand on his right shoulder never fell.
"He drives a black car without telling me to earn extra money. I don't even know where he borrowed the car, where did he get the guts..."
"There was also a passenger who had an accident. She was a little girl. The injuries were not minor. She informed her family that she was still out of town and had not arrived yet. I... I don't know what they have to do and how I can compensate."
"I don't know how to tell my mom and dad... I can't speak."
"I'm afraid he won't survive..."
Qiao Fengtian said a lot, but his voice was small and weak, as if he was talking to himself. Zheng Siqi got close, and could clearly hear the word "guo". He said it in three waves, and by the end of it, the tone had completely changed.
"Has the formalities been done?" Zheng Siqi asked.
"Bring a card, just done it."
The emergency hall was full of people, and I could hear the obvious, heart-piercing crying coming from nowhere. But Qiao Fengtian showed no signs of crying at all, not even a trace of redness in the circles of his eyes. Just looking at it from Zheng Siqi's point of view, he is sitting here alone, full of grief and helplessness and so dazzling. Every time the heavy electronic door of the emergency room opened and closed, it could cause him to tremble with indiscernible anxiety.
Zheng Siqi's heartstrings loosened, and he stretched out a ring and hugged him in his arms. Like an old friend who has known each other for many years, he comforts the drunken and frustrated person with a perverse career.
Holding him like this, Zheng Siqi could clearly feel that Qiao Fengtian was startled at first, and Zai was trembling continuously. Pushing it forward a little, you can hear the sound of "clicking" on Qiao Fengtian's cheeks, it is the movement of the teeth that can't be opened and closed.
He is so thin.
Zheng Siqi thought so for a moment.
Looking at his usual clothes, it's not very obvious, and only when I glimpsed the jagged collarbone that he poked out from the collar, did I realize the other person's thinness. Today, I unconsciously reached out and hugged him, only to realize that the jacket visually swelled him a lot. It was all empty and fake. This person's torso was only a thin and thin arm.
Except for the time when he was sixteen, Qiao Fengtian never hugged outsiders again. Of course, the kiss is hot, Lin Shuangyu and Qiao Sishan have never hugged. In his opinion, this is a more intimate gesture than a kiss. Zheng Siqi approached suddenly, and the smell lingering on the tip of his nose made him extremely anxious and panicked. Gu Zuo wanted to join the right side again, so uncomfortable that his breathing became urgent and tight.
I feel warm again, don't want to push, don't want to hide.
It was also an accident that Zheng Siqi dropped his palm on Qiao Fengtian's back, and actually used the method he used to coax Zheng Yu on such an adult. Not to mention Qiao Fengtian, even himself was surprised.
After a moment of silence, Qiao Fengtian felt the rhythm of the hand on his back stroking, which happened to coincide with his restless heartbeat. Qiao Fengtian's right shoulder was pressed against Zheng Siqi's chest, and the vibration of the other party's speech penetrated into his limbs like a trickle of water.
"Don't be afraid, don't panic, I'm here to accompany you."
The author has something to say:
I'll give my brother a happy ending, don't worry