The wind picked up at night, and in the second half of the night, the dark clouds closed the moon and the sky was dark.
The phone on the bedside table vibrated suddenly.
Shi Jin opened his eyes, got up with his mobile phone, tucked in the quilt, and went outside the room to answer the call.
"Hello."
Strange number, over there, is a strange female voice.
But the tone was urgent: "Mr. Shi, hello, I'm Xie Dang's manager, Song Jing, and I'm sorry to bother you."
Shi Jin turned on the light in the corridor. He leaned against the wall, lowered his voice, lowered his eyes, and frowned slightly: "Miss Song, what's the matter?"
Song Jing spoke quickly, with a bit of sincerity: "Shengsheng's cell phone is turned off, can I let her answer the call?"
She turned off her mobile phone before going to bed, so she couldn't get through.
Shi Jin looked at the time, it was midnight.
"Can you tell me what happened first?" he asked.
Song Jing briefly described the situation: "Xie Dang was in a car accident and is now being rescued in the hospital. Master Xie is not in a good condition after signing. I am afraid that something will happen to the old man, and I can't persuade him. Can you let Sheng Sheng come over? a trip?"
Shi Jin frowned slightly: "The situation is serious?"
Song Jing said solemnly: "It's not very good, it's still undergoing craniotomy."
"We'll be there in half an hour."
After hanging up the phone, Shi Jin went back to the room, turned on the small lamp by the bed, and leaned over to wake Jiang Jiusheng up.
"Sheng Sheng."
He lowered his body and whispered in her ear, "Shengsheng."
Jiang Jiusheng opened his eyes, just woke up, his eyes were sleepy: "Huh?"
"Let's go to the hospital."
She woke up and sat up: "what's the matter?"
Shi Jin said, "Xie Dang got into a car accident."
Half an hour later, Shi Jin and Jiang Jiusheng rushed to Tianbei Hospital.
The light outside the operating room was on. Song Jing stood at the door, staring at the light in a daze. There was blood on her coat. Xie Muzhou sat on the chair next to her, in a trance. The lights in the corridor were dim and cold.
Approaching, in addition to the pungent smell of medicine, there is also a faint smell of blood.
Song Jing looked up: "Here we are."
Jiang Jiusheng stepped forward: "How's the situation?"
Song Jing shook her head, her face was still stained with blood, she didn't have time to clean it up, her whole body was covered with blood, she was very embarrassed, and said, "I don't know yet, the operation is not over yet."
Shi Jin stood behind Jiang Jiusheng and asked, "Did you call the police?"
"Already called the police." Song Jing saw the scene with her own eyes, her complexion was very bad, and she still hasn't calmed down, "But the alley where Xie Dang parked is remote, and there may be no cameras."
Because he is a public figure, Xie Dang deliberately parked the car in a remote alley for fear of being photographed by paparazzi. Who would have thought that such an accident would happen.
Jiang Jiusheng sat next to Xie Muzhou: "Teacher."
I don't know how to say comforting words, but she was also anxious and her palms were sweaty.
"Shengsheng," Xie Muzhou raised his head, his eyes flushed, "Let's swing him..." He choked his throat, "If something happens to Sangdang, what should I do?"
He's just such a precious son, he's got a son when he grows old, and Xie Dang is his life.
Jiang Jiusheng covered the old man's lap with the blanket sent by the nurse: "It will be fine."
Xie Muzhou nodded, and said that nothing would happen. He said that his family was a big mess. When he was a child, he went to the sky to fly planes to bomb bridges.
The operation took more than five hours.
At around five o'clock in the morning, the lights in the operating room were turned off, the door opened, and Director Zhao from the brain surgery department came out.
Xie Muzhou leaned on crutches, stood up violently, and shook his body a few times: "Doctor, how is my son?"
Director Zhao first said 'don't worry', and then explained: "The situation has stabilized, and follow-up observation is needed. There will be no major problems after regaining consciousness within 72 hours."
If you don't regain consciousness...
Director Zhao knew that the old man was worried, so he said another word of relief: "Generally, you can wake up."
Xie Muzhou felt a little relieved: "Thank you doctor."
"You're welcome." Director Zhao looked at Shi Jin who had been standing behind Jiang Jiusheng, "Doctor Shi knows the patient?"
Shi Jin said, "It's the family."
Director Zhao understood that the doctors in the Department of Cardiac Surgery had said so, so naturally he had to take good care of him.
After the operation, Xie Dang was transferred to the intensive care unit. In fact, the situation was not too bad. Director Zhao specially sent someone to transfer him there, and asked the doctors and nurses on duty in the department to watch carefully.
At this moment, the sky turned pale, and the window was already dimly lit.
Jiang Jiusheng was afraid that the old man's body would not be able to bear it, so he advised: "Teacher, Shi Jin and I will stay here, you go and rest for a while."
Xie Muzhou shook his head, and leaned on crutches to go to the intensive care unit: "I'll go and see Dangdang."
After a night, no one slept.
At nine o'clock the next morning, Shi Jin still had surgery, so he returned to the Department of Cardiac Surgery.
At around 9:30, Huo Yining came over for Xie Dang's case. Xie Muzhou was getting old, and Jiang Jiusheng was afraid that he would not be able to carry him, so he pushed him away. Only she and Xie Dang's manager Song Jing were there.
"There are no cameras in the alley, and there are obvious signs of acceleration on the road. It should not be an ordinary hit-and-run."
Not an ordinary hit and run, that could be murder.
Huo Yining added: "In addition, the camera at the entrance of the Jiuxuan captured Xie Dang, and there was someone with him at the time."
Speaking of this, Song Jing suddenly remembered: "I forgot." Her expression changed suddenly, "There is also the vice president of the support club."
When she saw Xie Dang, he was lying in blood, his head and face were covered with blood, and he was frightened out of his wits. After busying all night, Xie Dang has not escaped danger until now, she completely forgot There is also a fellow traveler.
Jiang Jiusheng looked at Song Jing: "Mo Bao?"
She nodded: "Yes, she was still with Xie Dang half an hour before the accident." She tried hard to recall, "I was in a panic and didn't pay attention that much, but I didn't see her at the scene."
Where did that person go
Huo Yining said: "In addition to Xie Dang's blood, a second person's blood was detected at the scene, which should be her." He asked Song Jing, "When you arrived, was there anything unusual?"
Song Jing thought about it calmly: "I saw Xie Dang lying there, the ground was covered with blood, and the car door was open." She stopped and thought for a while, "By the way, there are three bricks on the ground, and there are three bricks on the ground. There's blood too."
"The blood on the bricks did not belong to Xie Dang. If I guessed correctly, those bricks should be the murder weapon that attacked Xie Dang's friend, and the amount of bleeding was not small. I'm afraid," Huo Yining paused, " More bad luck than good luck."
Jiang Jiusheng broke out in a cold sweat, and sat there without saying a word.
At twelve o'clock at noon, Shi Jin's surgery was over, and he called Huo Yining before returning to the office. Jiang Jiusheng sat on the chair, thoughtful, and his face was not very good. The lunch box was placed on the table, and he didn't move a word.
He walked over without her noticing.
"Don't panic."
Jiang Jiusheng looked up.
Shi Jin held her hand: "She's not dead." He explained, "If she died, there's no need to take her away." So far no body has been found, so Tan Mobao is probably still alive.
Jiang Jiusheng frowned, and frowned: "Mo Bao must have witnessed the scene, they will kill people to silence them."
She could also guess how much, probably someone came before there was enough time to kill someone, so she decided to take the next best thing and take him away.
Tan Mo Bao was seriously injured, and the other party had murderous intentions again, no matter what, it was more or less ominous.
Jiang Jiusheng broke out in a cold sweat, feeling a little chilly, and leaned against Shi Jin with a sleepy look.
"Don't be afraid, I'll look for it." Shi Jin bent down, took her into his arms, and comforted her in a low voice, "I'll help you look for it, I'll definitely find it."
Xie Dang was in a coma for a whole day and night, but there was still no sign of waking up.
Xie Dang's old father, Xie Muzhou, Master Xie, was very anxious. He couldn't eat well or sleep well. He stayed in the ward every day and called the doctor once in a while. When he saw Xie Dang lying there motionless with a tube inserted into his body, he was afraid Unable to do so, he pestered the doctor and refused to let him go, crying for the doctor to save his precious son.
Director Zhao from the Department of Neurosurgery told him to talk to the patient more and stimulate his consciousness so that he could wake up faster.
The next morning, Xie Muzhou brought the glutinous rice balls with him. He couldn't enter the ward, so he tied it to the door and sat inside talking to Xie Dang.
"Swing."
Xie Muzhou's eyes were red, and he sat on the head of the bed wearing a sterile gown: "Why are you still awake?"
Xie Dang was lying there, completely unresponsive. He was wearing an oxygen mask, his head was wrapped in a layer of gauze, his face was as pale as the gauze, and the monitoring equipment beside him was beeping.
"Hurry up and open your eyes and look at my haggard face. Your father is dying of anxiety. You are so heartless and still sleeping!"
"If you don't open your eyes again, your father will kick his legs." When talking about moving, Xie Muzhou choked up, so miserable, "I'm already old, and you still scare me, you say I'm It’s hard for me to grow old and have a son, and you’ve got the heart to make me miserable when I’m old?”
Xie Muzhou was about to cry: "If something happens to you, how can I live alone as an old man and a dog?"
The dog at the door: "Oh!" How to live!
The person on the bed still didn't respond, and the fingernails didn't even move.
Xie Muzhou felt so uncomfortable that his eyes were hot: "Open your eyes and see, my hair is all white now, if I go out with you in the future, I might be recognized as your grandfather."
He was already old, and he was scared by this kid to make him ten years old in a day. When he recovered, he had to kick him a few times... Let's forget it, he can't be cruel, just scold him.
Xie Muzhou cried and cursed: "Damn boy, wake up quickly." If he doesn't wake up, he will cry!
Xie Dang still didn't respond.
Master Xie Muzhou lost his mind: "Tang Yuan, tell you Brother Dang, tell him to get up quickly."
Tang Yuan squatted outside the door and immediately yelled, "Aw!"
As if afraid of not being able to hear it, it yelled again at the top of its lungs: "Oh!"
Dang brother, woo woo woo...
The glutinous rice balls are so hungry!
Master Xie Muzhou held Xie Dang's hand in tears, snot and tears: "Look, Tangyuan has no strength, because you are lying here, I haven't given dog food to Tangyuan for several meals , I threw two steamed buns to it, get up and feed the dog quickly, or the glutinous rice balls will starve to death."
"Aw!"
Dang brother ah!
"Aw!"
The glutinous rice balls are getting hungry!
Outside the door, Jiang Jiusheng and Yuwen Chongchong came together, Tangyuan screamed miserably, trying to attract attention, it's better to give it a steamed bun or something.
"I'll take you to dinner later." Jiang Jiusheng patted Tangyuan's head and entered the ward.
Woooooo... Shengsheng is the best!
The glutinous rice balls were so moved that they almost cried.
"Teacher, you go to eat first, and I will accompany you here."
Xie Muzhou said yes, he still had to eat, otherwise he would collapse before his precious son got up.
Standing in front of the sickbed, Yuwen Chongfeng looked at Xie Dang on the sickbed, gazed silently for a while, and said abruptly: "It's so ugly, your hair has been shaved."
Xie Muzhou was about to withdraw his hand and stand up, when he suddenly froze and looked down at Xie Dang's fingernails.
It trembled slightly.
Trembled again.
"Move, move!" Xie Muzhou was so excited that tears came out, and he turned his head and shouted, "Doctor, doctor! Come quickly, my family is awake!"
Jiang Jiusheng pressed the beeper on the hospital bed, looked at Xie Dang, his eyelashes trembled, slowly opened a crack, squinted, and closed again.
Xie Muzhou was overjoyed, lying on the head of the bed, and moved his face closer: "Dangdang, it's me, your father."
Xie Dang was wearing an oxygen mask, as if he wanted to say something, he reached out to pull the oxygen mask.
This is irrelevant, Xie Muzhou hurriedly pressed his hand, and leaned over to listen: "What do you want to say? What do you want to say, swing?"
He moved his mouth, opened and closed.
Xie Muzhou didn't hear clearly, so he moved closer: "What did you say?"
Xie Dang rolled his eyes, and a hoarse voice came out of his chest, gnashing his teeth after each word: "Who, shaved, my, my, head, hair!"