Song Yuhang released the handcuffs, and together with several teammates, he hugged her up. Lin Yan threw himself into her arms, put his chin on her shoulder, and slightly closed his eyes.
It feels so good to be grounded.
Song Yuhang hugged her tightly and patted her on the back lightly. Before the tears on his face faded, a smile appeared on the corners of his lips. His heart was filled with the joy of regaining what was lost. If there were no other people around, he would have kissed her long ago up.
The two of them hugged each other for so long that all the criminal policemen watching turned their gazes over. Lin Yan felt a little embarrassed and let go of her slightly. Just as she was about to speak, she coughed twice.
Song Yuhang's expression changed.
Lin Yan felt a lot of blood overflowing from the corner of her lips, she wiped it with the back of her hand, and forced a smile: "No...it's okay..."
Before the words fell, there was darkness in front of his eyes.
Song Yuhang picked him up and ran out.
That day was an unforgettable day for all the police officers of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau, not only because they cracked the bizarre "Moby Dick Case" that spanned decades, not only because of Zhang Jinhai's sacrifice, not only because the murderer death and the story behind it. Everyone seems to have read something from the rain, and then regained their lives.
That day was not only for Duan Cheng, but also for everyone in the technical detective.
Later, Duan Cheng practiced for decades, and became an experienced, courageous and resourceful forensic doctor just like Lin Yan, but he recalled that day, including Zhang Jinhai's sacrifice, including the rain. All I remember is this moment.
Song Yuhang ran back with Lin Yan in his arms. Both of them were seriously injured. Her legs were bleeding, and every time she took a step, she stepped in the stagnant water, and the splashes turned reddish.
Lin Yan's arms drooped down, his head resting on her chest, his face was as pale as paper, blood trickled down his fingertips, his whole body was lifeless, like a delicate and lifeless porcelain doll.
The sky and the earth were completely silent, and even the sirens of the police cars were dimmed. Behind them, the sky was gradually clearing up, and the east was showing a white belly.
But the normally calm person lost his composure and composure, and her cries even overshadowed the noise of ambulances honking their horns.
"Save... save her... Doctor! Doctor!"
Several doctors in white coats rushed forward, and a group of technical detectives also huffed and surrounded them.
"Forensic doctor Lin, forensic doctor Lin, wake up!"
But no matter how they shouted, the person lying on the stretcher didn't respond at all.
Song Yuhang's tears fell like broken beads.
A luxury car stopped abruptly outside the cordon, Lin Ge opened the door and jumped off, throwing off several criminal policemen who came to pull him, and rushed into the encirclement.
When he saw Lin Yan laying on the stretcher covered in blood and unconscious, the dignified seven-foot man's eyes were slightly red, and he touched her face tremblingly: "Lin Yan... Yan Yan... brother is here... you... you look at me..."
"Don't...don't touch her...don't touch her..." Song Yuhang has not yet escaped from the crisis, his eyes are red, whenever he sees someone who is not in a white coat touching Lin Yan, he will subconsciously pounce on him, using The body protects her.
Lin Ge was taken aback, and was pulled up by several criminal policemen, while Song Yuhang and Lin Yan were put in an ambulance and driven to the hospital.
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The doctor pushed the gurney and ran ahead, and Song Yuhang limped after him: "Doctor, doctor, save her, save her, save her..."
"Don't worry, we'll do our best."
The door of the rescue room was closed, the lights were turned on, and Song Yuhang was isolated from the outside.
She still wanted to rush in, but was stopped by Fang Xin and Duan Cheng: "Team Song, Team Song, Sister Lin will be fine..."
Several people tried to drag her to the hospital bed, Song Yuhang struggled, but several male doctors couldn't hold her down, Duan Cheng was pushed aside, Fang Xin helped her to stabilize.
"Are you okay?"
"fine."
Duan Cheng patted her hand, then went up to pull Song Yuhang again.
Song Yuhang had already rushed to the door of the emergency room, standing on tiptoe to look inside.
"I won't go anywhere until Lin Yan comes out... I won't go anywhere..."
She spoke plausibly, and the door of the emergency room was swung open. The doctor took off his mask and asked anxiously, "Which of you is a family member?"
Several people looked at each other, and Song Yuhang grabbed each other's sleeves: "I... I am her friend... She is the police... The police... You save her... Save her!"
The doctor pulled her hand down: "It's useless if you are her leader. Guillain-Barré syndrome, combined with internal and external trauma infection, has already gone into multiple organ failure and shock! Hurry up and find the family members to sign the informed consent form for the operation so we can do it." Operation!"
This series of medical terminology made Song Yuhang dizzy.
Ge... Ge what syndrome
How did she never hear her mention it
Song Yuhang staggered back two steps, grabbed the doctor by the collar and lifted him up against the wall: "I don't care! Don't care! Save her! Save her!"
"Team Song, Team Song!" Several people rushed over to stop her, fearing that she would make a move in the next moment.
Panting, Lin Ge ran over from the end of the corridor: "I... I'll sign!"
Song Yuhang got up from the ground, and before he could stand still, the world was spinning for a while, his eyes went dark, and he passed out completely.
There was another turmoil, and Feng Jianguo and Song's mother also rushed to the hospital, and the lights in the two operating rooms were turned on at the same time.
Song's mother was sitting in the corridor anxiously, wiping her tears, her whole body was trembling slightly when she looked closely.
When Ji Jingxing got the news, he hurried over after sending the child to school, squatted on the ground, held her hand, and comforted her softly: "Mom...it's okay... Yuhang will be fine..."
Lin Ge was also anxiously walking around at the end of the corridor. He wanted to smoke and saw the no-smoking sign on the wall, but he took it back, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can.
Mother Song looked over and stood up immediately: "Lin...is that Lin Ge? Why are you here?"
Lin Ge came back to his senses, nodded slightly to the old man, and also nodded to Ji Jingxing to say hello.
He pointed to the operating room next to him, with a forced smile: "My sister."
The old man suddenly realized, and a sad look overflowed on his face: "I hope they are all safe."
"Yes." Lin Ge nodded, seeing that the old man was still standing tremblingly, he came over to help him sit down again.
"Sit down, I heard from their chief that Officer Song's injuries are less severe and he should be able to come out soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the operating room next door opened, and the doctor ran out: "Who is Lin Yan's family member? Come here and sign."
"I am, I am." Lin Ge hurried over: "Sign anything, I will sign."
"medical crisis notice."
Lin Ge's eyes suddenly went dark, and his world spun.
The doctor is still urging: "Hurry up and sign, she has a very troublesome disease, and now she can't stop the bleeding, and needs a lot of blood transfusion, you sign it quickly, so we can transfer blood from the blood bank."
Lin Ge took a deep breath, picked up the pen tremblingly, and wrote his name crookedly.
Mother Song looked at the situation over there, and she was a little apprehensive: "Why did you get hurt so badly? I heard it's three years younger than Yuhang, so it's too pitiful..."
Ji Jingxing gently pinched her arms and legs to relieve the old man's nervousness: "Mom, you are worried that you are still thinking about others before it's too late?"
Mother Song came back to her senses and lowered her voice: "I didn't tell you. Oh, yes, you probably haven't seen it before. That is Yuhang's blind date. If it works, his sister is..."
Ji Jingxing smiled, and leaned on the old man with an "ouch", because her funny words immediately dilute the tense atmosphere.
"Mom, you haven't even said anything about it yet. You've started worrying about Yu Hang's sister-in-law relationship so early."
Mother Song patted her hand and sighed: "Oh, can I not worry? She looks like she can get along with everyone on the surface, but in fact she is very lonely. Her brother left again, so she also got along with everyone." I, and you, can talk, and I hope she can have more friends, brothers and sisters."
The two people were talking, the elevator door opened, and a group of elites in suits and leather shoes poured in from the corridor, surrounded by an old man sitting in a wheelchair at the head, and a young and beautiful woman pushing a wheelchair, passing them by like the wind He brought bursts of pungent perfume smell from his side, and went straight to Lin Ge.
Lin Youyuan sat on a wheelchair with a cane on his back, and said calmly, "How's it going?"
Lin Ge shook his head, with a gloomy expression on his face: "I'm still in the process of being rescued, I just fell into critical condition..."
Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged men who followed Lin Youyuan started whispering.
"Why is Miss suddenly critically ill?"
"Then the subsidiary under her name..."
"Boss Lin, it's better to make plans early."
Someone advised.
A look of anger flashed across Lin Ge's face, and the woman smiled happily: "Oh, the man is not dead yet, why are you so excited? Even... the position of the general manager is not your turn. ah."
She touched her stomach and secretly hated: Why hasn't there been any movement.
Lin Youyuan waved his hand, stopped talking, raised his eyes and asked the director of the hospital department who was following him: "What's wrong?"
"Guillain-Barre Syndrome."
Lin Youyuan frowned, obviously not understanding.
The director of the department nodded and explained to him again: "It is a neurological disease caused by the damage of the immune system. In addition, Ms. Lin was shot again, so the bleeding is difficult to stop..."
He raised his eyes and looked carefully at Lin Youyuan's increasingly ugly face, and carefully chose his words: "However, we have mobilized all the backbone medical forces of this hospital to rescue Ms. Lin with all my strength. I believe that Ms. Lin will be auspicious, auspicious..."
He wiped the sweat from his brow, he didn't have the confidence to say that.
Lin Youyuan played with the jade wrench on his thumb, his expression was gloomy.
"When did she get sick?"
This question was obviously asked to Lin Ge, Lin Ge was startled, and wiped his face: "I don't know..."
Lin Youyuan gradually tightened the corners of his lips: "Ridiculous!"
After he finished speaking, he pushed the wheelchair and turned around to leave. Lin Ke chased after two steps, and the large group of people surrounded him again, as if they just came to the hospital for a cutscene to see if Lin Yan was dead, and even patiently waited for the operation to end. I don't want to wait.
"Uncle Lin..." Lin Ge chased to the elevator, the elevator door was closed, and it was sliding down rapidly, his hand drooped down.
When Lin Yan was four years old, he fell ill and lay in the hospital day and night. Mother Lin took care of him all night, changed his clothes, fed him, played with him, and told him stories to amuse him.
Little Lin Yan hid behind the door and watched.
Mother Lin waved someone to come in, and wiped off the sweat on her forehead after running wildly all day with a handkerchief.
At that time, Lin Yan had only been at Lin Ke's house for only a year, and she was not very talkative, but they all liked this boring little sister.
Lin Ge sat on the bed with a fever-reducing handkerchief wrapped around her head, teasing her: "What's the matter, Lin Yan, aren't you happy? I'll play with you when brother gets better."
Lin Yan looked at him with big innocent eyes: "Brother, will Mom and Dad accompany you when you are sick?"
The smile on Lin's mother's face faded, she didn't know how to answer this question, Lin Yan had already pushed her hand away and ran out, when the housekeeper found someone, in the cold winter of Shuo Jiu, Lin Yan was standing in the watering plant The faucet was drenched under the water.
The next day, she got her wish and developed a high fever, but Lin Youyuan still didn't come to see her.
This time is no exception. In fact, if Lin Yan can wake up, what he most wants to see is not his brother, but his father.
Someone wanted to get on the elevator, Lin Ge stepped aside, walked back, passed the two people sitting on the bench, and nodded slightly.
Mother Song stood up and saw that his face was haggard, his eyes were red, and his beard was unshaven. They had heard and seen the scene in the corridor just now, so even though they had never met each other, Mother Song still felt sorry for the little girl lying in there whose life and death were uncertain.
"Lin Ge, don't worry, you'll be fine."
At this time, a word of comfort from others was enough to bring tears to his eyes, and Lin Ge forced a smile: "Well, thank you Aunt Song, Miss Song will be fine."
I don't know if God heard his words, the door of the operating room swung open.
Several doctors came out pushing the gurney, and Mother Song and Ji Jingxing went up to meet them: "How is it?"
"The shrapnel embedded in the leg has been completely removed, and there is no serious problem for the time being. It just needs to rest in bed. It is best to avoid strenuous exercise for three months."
Song Yuhang was lying on the bed, yet to wake up from the anesthesia, with a ventilator tube in his mouth, gauze wrapped all over his body, and a plaster cast on his right hand.
The doctor walked with them and said: "The right hand was injured more seriously than we thought. It was broken from the shoulder. It's hard to imagine how she persisted for so long before being sent to the hospital..."
Mother Song's tears came down all at once, and she touched her face: "Yu Hang..."
"Mom." Ji Jingxing also pulled her with red eyes, "It's good that people are fine, as long as they are fine, and they will be fine if they are taken care of properly."
The doctor sent him to the ICU for observation and recuperation, and Song's mother pestered the doctor carefully to ask some nursing precautions, foods and contraindications that are good for the wound, and then Ji Jingxing dragged him home to cook for Song Yuhang up.
The lights in the other operating room stayed on.
Lin Ke sat or lay down, or went to the balcony to smoke, and waited from dawn to night. During this period, Lin's mother called three or four times and said that she would come to see it in person, but he strongly dissuaded her.
Lin Ge hung up the phone, let out a long sigh, and buried his face deeply in his palms.
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Lin Youyuan looked at the sky outside, it was gradually getting dark, all the big and small shareholders in the conference room had dispersed, and the secretary was packing up the report materials on the table.
He lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, and suddenly stopped, the secretary understood: "Boss Lin—"
"Professor Wang, please go and have a look."
The secretary was startled, but before he recovered, Lin Youyuan had already pushed the wheelchair away by himself, so he slapped his head and followed.
Professor Wang Xing, the director and dean of the neurology department of a top tertiary hospital in China, has a very good personal relationship with Mr. Lin.
The secretary went out of the meeting room, arranged for a driver to pick Lin Youyuan home, and hurriedly made a phone call.
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Professor Wang Xing, who had a meeting in Beijing, flew to Jiangcheng City overnight after receiving the notice.
As soon as the operation came to an end, the monitor beside the bed was beeping, and a steady stream of plasma flowed out of her body, was filtered and replaced by a centrifuge, and then returned.
The blood in Lin Yan's whole body was replaced, and he was not completely out of danger.
The doctor opened her pupils with a pencil, listened to the heart sounds, took her brain CT and chest X-rays and looked at them carefully, and put a thick stack of examination reports at hand.
After a long while, Wang Xing shook his head: "Trouble, Guillain-Barré Syndrome has caused her body's immune level to be extremely low, and because of a gunshot wound, extensive infection, multiple organ failure, and pleural and ascites, it is precisely the immune system that needs to be immunized." When the system was working, her immune system was almost paralyzed."
"It's a vicious cycle."
He tried his best to explain in common language that ordinary people could understand. Lin Youyuan was sitting in a wheelchair, his facial muscles trembling slightly, and he showed no other expression.
"What are the chances of surviving?"
"Less than 20%."
Wang Xing paused for a moment. The matter has come to this point, and he has nothing to hide: "And even if he survives, the prognosis will be extremely poor, and his physical fitness will decline sharply. He will inevitably take medicine for life."
He handed back the inspection report in his hand, and took off his glasses: "Old Lin, you should make plans early."
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Three days later, Song Yuhang woke up from his stupor, his vital signs were stable, and he was pushed back to the general ward. She struggled to get out of bed, but was pushed back.
Both Ji Jingxing and Song's mother were looking at her, their eyes were flushed, Song's mother didn't speak, but Ji Jingxing had already opened his mouth.
"It's hard to escape from death, what are you doing?"
She had never spoken to her so harshly before, Song Yuhang was startled, his voice was still hoarse: "I... I want to see Lin Yan... Is her operation over? How is she doing? Are you out of danger?"
A series of questions popped up, Ji Jingxing's lips trembled, and seeing her body covered in wounds and bandages, but she still cared about others, she couldn't help but get angry: "Song Yuhang, in the province It was like this when you were in the city, and you are still like this now, can't you take care of yourself first?!"
"I..." Song Yuhang wanted to speak, but a series of coughs came out of his mouth, and it was Song's mother who helped her out.
"You can go if you want, nurse, and get a wheelchair, please."
When he reached the gate of the ICU, the visiting hours had passed, Song Yuhang grabbed the passing medical staff.
"Doctor, doctor, please ask, there is a patient named Lin Yan, how is it?"
The doctor flipped through the medical records in his hand: "Lin Yan... Let me see, he has been transferred to another hospital."
Song Yuhang felt as if struck by lightning: "Transferred hospital...how is it possible...she was injured so badly..."
"It's true." The doctor saw that she was a patient who was specially greeted by the police, and answered the question patiently: "Her disease is more complicated... Our hospital's medical level is limited, so we transferred it to a higher-level hospital. .”
Song Yuhang's heart hung in his throat: "Complicated? What does it mean to be complicated? Are you still out of danger? Or..."
"Sorry, this is the patient's privacy, we can't say it."
"Hey—doctor, doctor!" Seeing him go far away, Song Yuhang chased after him, but because he had no strength in his hands and feet, he couldn't turn the wheelchair, so he rushed forward and fell to the ground.
Mother Song turned pale with shock: "Yuhang, Yuhang..."
Song Yuhang struggled to get up by herself, but she grinned her teeth in pain from the wound. She comforted her mother and forced a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm okay..."
As he spoke, his eyes turned red, and tears fell on the floor drop by drop.
A pair of leather shoes stopped in front of her, and she looked up along the straight trouser legs, it was Feng Ju.
Feng Jianguo reached out to help him up: "Do you have time? Let's talk."
Song Yuhang nodded blankly, and several people sent her back to the ward. Mother Song and Ji Jingxing settled her down and left.
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"I know you want to ask Lin Yan a question." Before she could speak, Feng Jianguo had already started the conversation.
"It was the Lin family who sent someone to pick her up and transfer her to another hospital. After all, they are family members, so we can't interfere."
Song Yuhang nodded, she was just afraid that the people of the Lin family would treat her like last time again, and that she would suffer hardship in the Lin family.
"I've told you what I know, now it's your turn to tell me, what did Lin Yan go to do that day?"
Song Yuhang's hand squeezed the quilt tightly, and her subconscious reaction was that she couldn't speak.
In front of an old fritter like Feng Jianguo, even the slightest expression change on Song Yuhang's face could not escape his eyes.
"I only have one piece of advice. With Lin Yan's family background and background, she won't be able to find anything she wants to find out. Song Yuhang, don't overestimate your capabilities."
Song Yuhang suddenly raised his head, his pupils shrank: "Ju Feng, do you know something? Also, why did that sniper shoot?"
Feng Jianguo turned his back and looked out of the window, and sighed: "I don't know, I just think that there must be demons in every case. Although Lin Yan is impulsive, he is not a brainless person, let alone you A person with anger on his face."
Song Yuhang's heart skipped a beat. When he rescued Lin Yan, he wondered if Duan Cheng and the others saw that scene
Then there are those indistinct confessions and turbulent undercurrents when Lin Yan was held hostage.
The people in the police station are not fools, and I'm afraid they have been chasing rumors for a long time.
Feng Jianguo came today to question and raise some points.
Smart people know when to speak and when not to speak, Song Yuhang chose to keep silent.
"The sniper is already under investigation, but it is estimated that there will be no results. In that case, you also know that shooting is a normal procedure. No one knows that your gun has no bullets, right?"
Song Yuhang pursed the corners of his lips: "I just feel a little pity."
It's a pity that more can't be dug out of their mouths.
Feng Jianguo sneered slightly, turned around and looked at her with a sad look on his face: "What a pity? Was it a pity that the sniper shot and killed the child?"
Song Yuhang looked up.
He continued: "You have been in a coma before, and I didn't have time to tell you that Team Zhang died. The kid killed him. He sealed his throat with a knife and cut the main artery. Before the doctor came..."
At the end of Feng Jianguo's speech, he couldn't continue. He pinched the center of his eyebrows with his hand, took a deep breath and turned back, looking at the clear sky outside the window, and the last autumn leaf fell.
Song Yuhang gritted his teeth, the left hand that was still able to move was tightly clutching the bed sheet, and the veins on the back of the hand were bulging.
It took her a long time to calm herself down.
"You and Lin Yan's application for meritorious service has been reported. Lao Zhang is gone. You are the oldest in the bureau, rich in investigation experience, and have made outstanding achievements many times. At this juncture, don't mess around. Gossip."
He was already speaking cryptically, Song Yuhang suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were firm and unabashed.
"Is it wrong to like someone?"
Feng Jianguo looked at the young face in front of him. In terms of age alone, she was no longer young.
Thirty-five years old, middle-aged, the mainstay of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Jiangcheng City Bureau.
When he was her age, he had already had a beer belly and tried his best to climb up, his eyes were no longer clean and pure.
But Song Yuhang's eyes were still light brown under the sun, and his eyes were so clear, without any impurities.
There is even more of a youthful spirit hidden under the gentle surface, a lonely courage that will never return until Loulan is broken.
She can even express her liking for the same sex frankly: "Is it wrong to like someone?"
"That's right, but if you want to protect someone, you have to be rich, powerful, and powerful. Which one do you have?"
"You can't even prevent her from being transferred to another hospital. Song Yuhang, don't be too imaginative. This is simply not allowed in the organization."
He has already said this for the sake of it, and he is benevolent and righteous.
Feng Jianguo picked up the wide-brimmed hat and put it on his head, and turned to leave.
Song Yuhang raised his head from the setting sun, and bathed in the sun in his blue and white hospital gown: "Lin Yan said, when the brave are angry, they draw their knives at the stronger ones; when the cowardly are angry, they draw their knives at the weaker; There is only a lonely heart left, the rules are set by people, people stop me, surpass him, rules stop me, break it.”
"One day I will be the one who makes the rules, and one day I will walk the streets with the people I love."
Feng Jianguo's hand to open the door paused for a moment, and snorted coldly: "I don't know how high the sky is!"
When he went out, there was a hint of a smile on the tight lips.