She saw Yu Lanchuan holding a dislocated wrist and whispering something to the police next to him - by the way, a few of them are here, holding sticks and control knives, and they beat the ground in a mess. This must have something to do with it. explained by the police.
But how to say it clearly? Gan Qing thought casually.
She just had such a question flashing in her mind, and she finished the question, and she didn't plan to ask and answer it herself.
She seemed to be in a state of some kind of soul shedding. She didn't bother to think about anything. She also temporarily put aside her broken right arm and her chest that was hurting when she was breathing. The surrounding voices, screams, and wind were silent together. down.
She was miraculously gone.
"Wan Muchun's sword has a soul, you have to learn to follow the blade, don't be awkward with yourself."
When she was very young, Wei Xiao said to her casually.
"What do you mean by walking along the blade?"
"It's the way it should be, it's just how it should be. One day you will be able to understand if you don't cut your hands with the knife. When your knife is ready, you will have a feeling. When you back off, it will understand before you. "
Wei Xiao was right, when she made the first knife against Yang Ping, she was hesitant, because her left hand was not her dominant hand, and she had neither confidence nor what kind of knife she could make. She hadn't really touched anyone for nearly ten years. She was like a piece of used paper, curling up her vitality, looking forward to erasing those unresolved grievances.
Ten years, to waste one person, is enough.
She didn't even think about what to do - if she really picked Yang Ping, even if she was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, would Yu Lanchuan and Yan Hao also be implicated by her
She was overwhelmed by the hesitations of the inner and outer three layers on the blade, so she instinctively retreated at the moment when Yang Ping started, and was almost slapped to death by the opponent.
It was neither Yang Ping's ridicule nor Yu Lanchuan and Yan Hao's intransigence that really made her find the second knife—Gan Qing was no longer someone who was easily irritated and moved. When Yu Lanchuan stopped Yang Ping, If it weren't for her being speechless, she would definitely stop her, and it's not filming. It's not necessary to take risks in order to fight for loyalty. The number of people who died at Yang Ping's hands is not enough. This guy is so vicious that even a dozen Yu Lanchuan can't fight him—she The second time he picked up the knife was what Yu Lanchuan said at that time.
For a moment, Gan Qing realized that Yang Ping may be full of hesitation and fear about everything around him. His evil skills and his achievements are all pretences to scare people. Same as myself.
After becoming an adult, it is very difficult to change the dominant hand for trivial matters such as eating and writing, not to mention Wan Muchun's swordsmanship? For this left-handed knife, she cut herself with blood so many times, almost every inch of the skin on the palm of her hand and the back of her hand was damaged and regrown. While honing herself in desperation, she still has to play tricks and act like "jumping out of the Three Realms" without asking about the world. She always avoids confrontation, lest others know her trump card and find out that she is not some mysterious foreigner. , but a 250-year-old who lived his days as "days".
When the second knife shot, she knew where the knife fell and how deep it fell, so she had no distractions, and didn't care about Yang Ping's fist that could blow people's heads, and she didn't have time to think carefully about whether it was the opponent's punch or her own knife. ... This is not the "bloody" or "big gamble" that Yang Ping said, but an intuition handed down from the ancestors and tempered.
But she didn't expect that a fool would reach out to block her.
Does he have no common sense? Don't you know that when the two masters are fighting, you can't allow others to intervene? If it wasn't for Yang Ping who was frightened by her knife and half of his punches went out of tune, would his hand still be there
"When I was young, your ancestor told me that no matter what the past was, what the present is, or what the future will be like, you don't have to be so hesitant, just keep walking along the blade. Who is not What about walking on thin ice? We, ah, are fighting for the first line of vitality and decision."
"Gan Qing, the past can't be remonstrated, and those who come can still be chased."
Yu Lanchuan seemed to sense something and looked up with a frown.
When he saw Gan Qing, his taut brows unwittingly loosened for a moment, but then he remembered something, and soon the clouds spread over him. He strode towards her, intending to clear up with her what she had made up for herself. account.
"You..." Before he could even start spraying, he saw Gan Qing suddenly smile.
When she smiled, her eyes moved more than the corners of her mouth. Her slightly thin and sunken cheeks were suddenly filled with laughing muscles. She looked a few years younger. Pure innocence cast a string of stones in Yu Lanchuan's heart, causing endless ripples.
Yu Lanchuan's right half of his mind was only left with these ripples, while the anger in the left half of his brain was still struggling, and shouted: "She still has a smile on her face!"
So the corpus callosum between the two cerebral hemispheres strikes, and Yu Lanchuan fights with himself to the death.
At this moment, Gan Qing raised her unbroken hand and put it on his shoulder.
"Little Master Yu..." She said with a sigh, Yu Lanchuan frowned and waited for her next words, but Gan Qing smiled, lowered her head, and pressed her forehead against the back of her hand that was resting on his shoulder, as if it was on him Same as shoulders.
so suddenly!
Yu Lanchuan's brain exploded, and the two pieces of brain cells that were fighting turned over together, his throat moved slightly, and he held his breath.
The next moment, Gan Qing pressed down on him.
Yu Lanchuan caught it in a hurry: "Hello!"
But she has lost consciousness.
She is very light, the weight he can catch with one hand, and her slender limbs are like a pair of empty shelves, as long as they are relaxed and rubbed at will, they can be gathered into a small ball.
A thought arose in Yu Lanchuan's heart for no reason: "If she drains her flesh and blood, she may not have a few left in the world."
This made his heart beat wildly, and the arm that held Gan Qing subconsciously tightened, and was forcibly removed by the medical staff who rushed over. They rushed forward and snatched the person from his arms.
"Wait... Hiss!" Yu Lanchuan subconsciously wanted to protect her, but he forgot his dislocated wrist, and when he tried so hard, half of his body was numb.
"Sir, look at your hands!"
"Slow down, be careful!"
Yu Lanchuan was trying to catch up with Gan Qing's ambulance, but was forcibly stopped, and then he was rushed into another car and sent to the hospital, where filming was performed, and the joints were repositioned. , a good toss.
It is really easy to write that the heroes "go to help their clothes and hide their names" in the novel. These heroes must have teams and assistants behind them!
Look at the few "teammates" on his side, there are those who can't speak, they can speak but they can't speak well, and there is another one who just lay down and pretended to be dead, not doing anything at all, only Yu Lanchuan was left with a mouth, single-handedly, tired. Exhausted.
It was not until it was completely dark that Yu Lanchuan stopped and rushed back to the hospital to see Gan Qing.
The medical cold compress was attached to his wrist bone, and he aimed at the person on the hospital bed from the corner of his eye, and listened to the doctor: "... The most serious injury on her body is a broken right arm. This right hand has also been injured before. There is still the root of the disease, you must pay attention to protection in the future, otherwise it will affect your daily life. Others are not a big problem, mainly a severe cold plus a bump, maybe a slight concussion, and you may have dizziness and vomiting after waking up... You Is it a family member?"
Yu Lanchuan nodded absentmindedly, the tip of his chin dropped, and then he realized something was wrong, and quickly shook his head again: "Just... my friend."
"Oh," the doctor said, "then please call the family to inform the family. It's nothing major, but you may not feel well."
The doctor finished his instructions casually, and without waiting for him to answer, he went to work on other things.
Yu Lanchuan pressed the cold pack, stood dry for a while, and sat down beside the hospital bed. The sky was dim, and thin drips penetrated Gan Qing's veins, her hands seemed transparent.
"Who shall I notify?" Yu Lanchuan thought helplessly.
Although it was a fight, and Yang Ping really didn't look like a good thing, it was really Zhu Qiao who moved first, and she also brought a dagger with a blood groove, which could not be concealed.
Therefore, until the matter was fully investigated, the little dumb girl was still temporarily detained. Yu Lanchuan called a lawyer friend to help follow up, and only then did she know that Quietly was not yet eighteen years old. That's okay, no matter what, I'll definitely take it lightly as appropriate.
Yan Hao and the others are all trying to stop the murder, and Yu Yan, who heard the news, helped to turn around, so it's all right now, just wait for the call and cooperate with the investigation.
Yan Hao suffered mainly from mental trauma, and the hospital did not treat him, so he went home first, while Gan Qing's situation was a little more complicated.
She has a criminal record after all.
Although Yu Lanchuan repeatedly stated that Gan Qing came with her after receiving the location of a friend, and the taxi driving record and the payment information on her mobile phone as evidence, the police were still very vigilant about her mixing in it. If she hadn't fainted in time, she would probably have been questioned at the Public Security Bureau.
They asked Yu Lanchuan in a strange but not malicious tone: "Are you familiar with her? Hey... You are a good person... How come you get along with such a person? Oh... No wonder you live in a neighbor. The building is also miscellaneous enough to live in, and everyone has it."
Yu Lanchuan understood what they meant - her life was "stained", so it was especially suspicious.
Although everyone is actually ups and downs in the mud and turbid waves, no one can live innocently, but everyone is afraid of the "stain" label. Serious ones such as "criminal records" and "missteps", and less serious ones such as "divorce" and "infectious diseases" are similar in nature. Once they are branded, they will never get rid of them.
The white jade is slightly flawed, it is still a jade, but there are flaws in life. It seems that from now on, the only way is to be a scum.
Yu Lanchuan felt like a stone was stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down, making him extremely uncomfortable.
At this time, a diligent nurse in the next bed helped him bring in a spittoon, interrupting Yu Lanchuan's thoughts.
Yu Lanchuan: "Oh, thank you..."
"No thanks, I just heard the doctor say," the nurse said, "The concussion is very painful, it will vomit into sea cucumbers!"
Yu Lanchuan: "…"
When the nurse stepped out, he heard someone on the hospital bed chuckle softly. Yu Lanchuan turned around suddenly and saw Gan Qing open his eyes.
As soon as Gan Qing opened her eyes, her limbs curled up into a ball seemed to re-grow muscles and bones. Her eyes lit up with a breath of vitality, filling her body, and immediately she was neither vulnerable nor lonely.
"you're awake?"
"Can you stay awake? With such a loud voice, curse me to become a sea cucumber." Gan Qing moved a bit and glanced down at her two arms - she had an IV on her left hand and a splint on her right arm, so she had no spare hands. .
Yu Lanchuan realized that she wanted to sit up, and just as she was about to stretch out her hands to support her, she saw her hanging her hands down and using the strength of her waist and abdomen to fold herself up easily. Lived in a corner of the bed.
Yu Lanchuan knelt down and asked nervously, "Do you want to throw up?"
Gan Qing shook her head slightly, then she gritted her teeth fiercely, forcing a sneeze back—she was indeed still dizzy, so she didn't dare to snort in a big way.
But her nose is not happy, and there are always tears in her eyes, but her heart is happy.
After ten years of dust, she stretched herself curled up into a ball and showed the blade again.
Yu Lanchuan probed her forehead, checked the progress of hanging water, poured water for her again, and turned around for a while, remembering that she forgot to ask the doctor if she had any taboos on what she was eating now, and hurried out of the ward to find someone to inquire.
Gan Qing blew a rogue whistle behind him and turned around.
Yu Lanchuan: "…"
"Don't be too busy, Master Yu," Gan Qing waved at him, "I don't have much appetite, come and tell me, the police should ask me alone to ask questions and make a few words, so as not to help you."
"To be honest, what do you mean by dressing me... What are you doing!"
Gan Qing directly pulled out the hanging needle.
"Trouble," she grabbed a cotton swab to hold the blood vessel, and moved her numb fingers a little, "I can't take half a tablet of cold medicine all year round, I'm not used to this, I want to go to the toilet when I see it, and you can't help me go."
Yu Lanchuan: "…"
Gan Qing glanced at him from the bottom up and smiled: "I know you don't have any opinion, but other patients may disagree. It's not good to be beaten like a hooligan, so embarrassed to fight back."
Yu Lanchuan squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "Thank you for your experience, there are many before..."
Before he could finish speaking, Gan Qing suddenly grabbed his dislocated arm. Her hand seemed to be colder than an ice pack, Yu Lanchuan shivered slightly, froze and didn't dare to move, letting her calloused fingertips roam the wound inch by inch.
"Fortunately," Gan Qing said, "it's not a broken bone, the swelling is not severe, and there is no extra muscle strain."
Only then did Yu Lanchuan come back to his senses, grabbed his arm back, and raised his face: "What are you groping!"
"Do you want money? You want the money to cover the fare, you don't need to reimburse me." Gan Qing waved her hand, the sullen smile on her face had not faded, but her voice suddenly changed, "I have tasted the power of Yang Ping. , how dare you give me a punch, eating a cut won't make you wiser?"
It's good that she didn't mention it. Yu Lanchuan didn't get angry when she mentioned it: "I won't stop it, your head is not shaking now, it's exploding!"
Gan Qing listened to him and launched a lengthy attack on his own brain components. He interjected a few times, but failed. He had to listen while sitting next to him and drinking water. Just after drinking, he put the water glass away, and Yu Lanchuan seemed to be on the hook. Like a clockwork robot, he automatically stood up and gave her another drink.
The water is lukewarm, and the temperature is ironed.
Yu Lanchuan: "... I just agreed to control him first, and wait until the police arrive before handing over the business. Do you have to come to the 'Jianghu affair'? Do you know the difference between 'being brave' and 'beating each other' ? Did you know you still have…”
"The case." Gan Qing said.
Yu Lanchuan was dumbfounded.
"What?" Gan Qing raised her head indifferently. "The police should have focused on asking you when they were questioning you, right? How did you, a social elite, have anything to do with the former murderer?"
Yu Lanchuan's mouth tensed slightly.
"I want to ask too." Gan Qing held out his hand at him, "Little Yu, you are not busy becoming CEO, marrying Bai Fumei, and hanging out with me all day long, don't you feel like you're losing your share? You worked so hard. I work hard for my career, I study better than anyone else, and I work outstandingly. I should have a smooth life. With a ticking time bomb like me, I am not afraid of doing something out of the ordinary one day and hurting you..."
"I will be responsible." Yu Lanchuan who was silent for a while suddenly said.
"No, no, no need," Gan Qing stumbled with her tongue, "We are still innocent."
"I mean that I will be responsible for my choice," Yu Lanchuan gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Even if there is such a day, I am willing to bear the consequences of my own blindness. You don't need to point your fingers and meddle in your business!"
Gan Qing gave a "hey" and said softly, "A friendly reminder..."
Yu Lanchuan: "What I want is not a friendly reminder!"
Gan Qing paused, rubbed the fingers of his left hand on his knees a few times, and saw himself from the reflection in Yu Lanchuan's eyes - embarrassed and downcast, and hanging on an arm that didn't obey, like a wanderer for half his life the dog.
Gan Qing smiled briefly: "Master Yu, do you want to put on your glasses first?"