The door of the emergency room was opened from the inside, and Qi Yan, who was hanging on a ventilator, was pushed out. The nurse stopped everyone who wanted to surround him: "The patient is still very weak now, relatives and friends, please don't approach, so as not to cause wound infection."
Everyone who was still very excited stopped all at once, craned their necks to look at Qi Yan on the bed, but only saw a tuft of hair on top of his head.
When seeing the patient's relatives and friends, they are very cooperative, and the medical staff are relieved. Sometimes they encounter some unreasonable family members of the patient, and they want to see the patient, regardless of whether it will affect the patient's body or not. I don't know what happened to this young man. There are so many wounds on his body. The most terrifying thing is the wound on his arm. It seems that he was cut open by some blunt instrument and released a lot of blood.
Just now they heard that this young man suffered so many injuries for the sake of the country, and they still admired it very much, because just by looking at the wound, they knew how painful it was when it was cut open. Can't go down. But this young man has a strong desire to survive, so their rescue can be so successful.
Qi Yan felt that he was in a dream. In the dream, he was wearing shorts with a small back and swimming in the small river at the foot of the mountain. The water was cool. He drilled into the water and grabbed a big fish. He turned his head and said to the old man on the opposite bank: "Master, we are making pickled fish today."
"What kind of pickled fish to eat, just braise it," the old man knocked on his bong and patted his robe, "Get up, go back to cooking."
Qi Yan pouted unhappily, why is he cooking again, obviously he shouldn't be cooking today. He swam to the shore, and when he was about to go ashore, a cold hand emerged from the bottom of the water and grabbed his foot, and the mission dragged him into the water. Qi Yan didn't have time to say a word, and he was submerged in in the water.
Gollum.
His eyes widened, water poured into his nose and ears, and the world became quiet. A beam of purple light suddenly shone through the water, driving away the boundless darkness. He stared blankly at the beam of purple light, and his body fell down a little bit.
Suddenly this beam of purple light surrounded him, and he was like a small fish trapped in a bubble, slowly floating out of the water. He was still rising, rising little by little, and he saw the green grass, the blue sky like the sea, and the white clouds like cotton candy.
Above the clouds, golden light shone in all directions. He reached out and touched the purple bubble. The golden light shone all over his body, and the breeze was blowing. He thought comfortably, it turned out that this was the feeling of flying.
boo.
The purple bubble burst suddenly, and he fell heavily. The moment he fell on the grass, he only had one feeling, and that was pain, boundless pain.
"Pain Pain Pain..."
Qi Yan opened his eyes and saw a pure white wall, blue curtains, and a large LCD TV hanging on the opposite wall. The whole room was unbelievably quiet.
This is the... ward? He could even smell the faint smell of disinfectant. The pain in his arm made his somewhat chaotic brain gradually return to normal. It seems that his Jiuding Universe Array should have succeeded, otherwise he would not be lying in the hospital, but in the cemetery.
The doctor who was dressing Qi Yan's wound saw Qi Yan wake up with a look of ecstasy on his face, turned around and rang the bell on the wall.
"The patient is awake!"
Cen Baihe, who hadn't slept well for several days in a row, just closed his eyes and heard this sentence. He rolled over from the bed in the lounge and got up. Because the movement was too fast, he stumbled a little. If Dahe hadn't supported him, he would have fallen. fell to the ground.
"Young Master Wu, be careful."
Cen Baihe ignored him, pushed his hand away, and hurried to the intensive care unit next door.
The door of the intensive care unit was closed, and Cen Baihe could not enter, but fortunately the curtains were not drawn, so he could see the situation inside the room through the window. But several doctors gathered around the hospital bed, and he walked around the window without seeing what happened to the money.
Seeing that the boss was worried like this, Dahe couldn't help but sigh deeply. The current state of the boss is really abnormal. I don't care about the company's affairs, and I don't go back to my home. I stay in the hospital all day long. As long as there is a little movement outside, I have to get up from the bed and take a look. This is not caring about friends, but it is more like...
He shuddered inwardly, suppressing that kind of age.
"Pupillary reflexes are normal."
"The heartbeat is normal."
"The pulse is normal."
"Mr. Qi, you have been seriously injured. We are your attending doctor. Please don't get excited. We will not hurt you." Many patients who have been seriously injured will have sequelae of the injury. Staying at the time of the injury may cause strong resistance to the medical staff, so in this case, they need to try their best to appease the patient's emotions, so that the patient understands that he is safe and will not be hurt again.
Although I don't know what this young man has experienced, judging from the wounds on his body, the means of the perpetrator must be very cruel, otherwise, why would there be so many wounds on the patient's body and so much blood would be lost.
Many medical staff have made up their minds about the stories of young people fighting against evil forces and finally being arrested and tortured by evil forces, so in their eyes, Qi Yan has become a national hero.
Qi Yan blinked, wanting to bend his wrist, but found that he even moved his finger, and it was so painful that he was sweating coldly.
"Your injuries are very serious," the attending doctor explained in a low voice when he saw Qi Yan's clear eyes, "We dare not use a lot of painkillers on you, for fear that it will affect your body."
Qi Yan blinked again, opened his mouth to speak, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound.
The attending doctor took off his breathing mask, injected a bit of salty and sweet liquid into his mouth, and then put a layer of cool ointment on his face and body.
I don't know how long it took, all the doctors who surrounded him finally went out, leaving only one nurse in the room to check various instruments, Qi Yan pursed his lips, thinking about the sauerkraut he had not had time to eat in his dreams. fish.
The door of the ward was pushed open again, but Qi Yan was afraid of the pain, so he didn't turn his head to look. He didn't know who it was until someone walked over to his bed and called him.
"Qianqian..." Cen Baihe walked over to the bed in sterile clothes and sat down. When he saw Qi Yan's bare arm outside the quilt, his voice trembled slightly, "Wangxiang Town is fine, someone found two corpses in the mountains."
Qi Yan thought to himself, this should be backlashed by the formation. But his intuition told him that the real mastermind behind the scenes should still be alive, and all those who died were little ones. This intuition was inexplicable, but he believed it very much.
But does Bai He have a cold? Why is his voice so unpleasant? When they first met, he heard Bai He's charming subwoofer voice, and his first thought was that if this person became a voice actor, he would definitely be able to fascinate countless voice control.
Seeing Qi Yan's blinking eyes, Cen Baihe bent down to let him see himself more clearly: "Don't be afraid, I'll watch over you outside."
Qi Yan said that he was not afraid at all. Being able to break the Heaven Sacrifice Formation and the Tiger Locking Formation at the same time, he is still alive, and even the meridians in his body show signs of widening, he is not afraid at all. The so-called life is not dead, there must be future blessings, and his blessings are as great as the sea.
Looking at Cen Baihe's face again, there is no shortage of good fortune, longevity, and longevity. As long as you don't die, it is a sign of longevity. The most important thing is that the beautiful golden light of merit and virtue outside the purple qi is more than ten years of hard work. even thicker.
So, this time they picked it up! Come to think of it, it's a little fun.
"Zhao Zhicheng gave me your cell phone, and I stopped everyone who was looking for you," Cen Baihe didn't dare to touch any inch of Qi Yan's body, and finally just carefully touched his shrugging dumbfounded body. Mao, "Your friends want to eat with you, I lied to him that you can't see them if something happens, you won't blame me, will you?"
Qi Yan: …
"But even if you want to blame me, you can settle accounts with me only after you get better," Cen Baihe said in a low and hoarse voice, "Get well soon, Qian Qian."
Through the sterile protective cover, Qi Yan saw the undisguised distress and worry in Cen Baihe's eyes. He thought for a while, and endured the pain and smiled at Cen Baihe. I always felt that if he didn't give any reaction, Cen Baihe would cry.
No way, who called him a caring good brother. It hurts as long as it hurts. I can't just watch my brother at such an age and shed tears.
"You have a good rest, I'll see you again in the afternoon." Seeing the smile on Qi Yan's face, Cen Baihe slightly averted his eyes and strode out of the ward. At the moment when the door was closed, he leaned against the wall and sat on the ground. .
"Bai He." When third brother Cen came, he saw his younger brother sitting on the ground in a stuffy sterile suit. His two bodyguards and the people from the National Security Department were standing beside him, not knowing how to persuade him. An advice. He stepped forward and took off Cen Baihe's hood, "Do you want to suffocate yourself in it?"
"Third brother?" Cen Baihe stood up from the ground, turned his head and walked towards the lounge. Seeing this, Brother Cen followed uneasy.
"Bai He, what do you think of yourself now?" Third Brother Cen closed the door of the lounge and said helplessly, "Even if you are worried about Master Qi, you should take good care of your body. Otherwise, wait for Master Qi to be well. Now, you're going to be in the hospital again."
"No," Cen Baihe said in a hoarse voice, "Qian Qian said that from now on, I will live a hundred years."
"Are you serious?!" Third Brother Cen was overjoyed, "Master Qi really said that?"
Cen Baihe laughed at himself: "Yes, long life and good health."
"you… "
"Third brother, do you know what love is?"
The lounge suddenly became quiet, and third brother Cen looked at Cen Baihe silently, and after a long time he sighed: "I know."
"Tell me, am I in love with money?"
Third brother Cen wanted to say no, but facing his younger brother's haggard face, red and swollen eyes, and crumpled shirt, he couldn't say "no".
Although he didn't speak, it didn't affect Cen Baihe. He stared out the window in a daze, with an unbelievably gentle tone.
"I think I'm in love with him."