There are an infinite number of ways a man can kill himself, at least far more plentiful than the Confederate protein-meat varieties.
A straw rope, a fruit knife, and a string of gold chains are all enough to end a person's life. Even if you don't have a straw rope and shoelaces, you can pick up a rusty nail without a fruit knife, and there is always a metal block without a gold chain. What's more, the world is full of tall buildings, low buildings, deep pits, shallow pits, big hills, hills, big trees and small trees, and the height and depth are enough to kill people.
Even if you are so bad at the moment of begging for death that you can't find anything or see anything, you still have a tongue - biting your tongue and committing suicide may have too much resentment, but in the face of death, in fact, all means are equal of.
So, suicide is not difficult.
When Huai Cao Shi was young, the empire was high above the dazzling red sun like a scorching sun. After adolescence, she walked among the imperial palace and military headquarters. In recent years, she has quietly presided over the work of the Royal Intelligence Agency. Cruel and dark have seen it, as always, the heart and the body are strong in sync.
For such a character, a simple event like suicide shouldn't have caused her too much trouble, but when she saw Xu Le's mouth spouting black blood and falling to the ground, her strong heart suddenly froze. I couldn't help throbbing.
Because the time is not right.
After carefully studying all the files about Xu Le, Huai Cao Shi never doubted that this person had the courage to kill him, but before the last moment, why did he choose to end his life so resolutely
"You should still have a lot of questions to answer, why are you willing to commit suicide?"
She looked at the federal man surrounded by medical staff in the center, her eyes narrowed.
"His Royal Highness," the imperial military medical officer reported in a low voice, "According to the results of the examination just now, his pulmonary hematoma is very serious and his respiratory failure is severe. If he needs to be alive, he must be immediately returned to the ground for rescue."
"Then why are you still hesitating?" Huaicaoshi frowned at the military medical officer and said, "What is needed on the execution ground is a living federal fighting hero, not a corpse."
"But the problem now is that even if luck saves this man, he won't be able to get up again."
The medic wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his medical team was well-equipped with enough equipment to know exactly how badly wounded this Confederate captive was, how… weird.
"The nerve bundles in his body are intact, and there is no problem with the nerve center under the muscle double fiber bond, but for some reason, his nerve channel seems to be out of function at this time, as if it is broken, we can't find it. problem, so...there is no way to fix it."
"What's the best outcome?" Huaicao Shi asked slightly with her eyes lowered.
"Paralyzed." The military medical officer replied in a low voice.
Huaicao Shi was silent for a moment and walked to the bedside. The busy imperial army doctors quickly made way. Listening to the sound of Didi's instruments, she slowly put her hands behind her back and looked at Xu Le who was about to die. Straight eyebrows frowned slightly, and suddenly his fingers protruded like lightning, pressing hard on Xu Le's chest.
With a muffled sound, Xu Le, who was in a severe coma, didn't respond.
"To ignore my warnings and try to reconnect the broken meridians, I'm really not afraid of death... You are really bold enough."
Huai Cao Shi retracted his fingers and rubbed the pulp of his fingers lightly, confirming that the military medical officer's judgment was correct, the man with small eyes in front of him probably would never stand up again in this life.
She remembered the continuous fleeing and fighting in the mulberry sea, and she was not sentimental, let alone sad, because she had never had the slightest sympathy for the enemy, but just felt that there was something to borrow.
There are not many people in this universe who are qualified to fight side by side with her, and the only person who once fought with her is Xu Le, who was vomiting blood and comatose. The picture, from now on, will probably never be seen again.
"Send it to the Imperial Court, and assign the Royal Special Battalion to be responsible for guarding it." Huai Cao Shi looked down and made a decision after thinking for a moment, "Rescue him as much as possible."
The empire's first aristocratic rebellion in a hundred years originated from the aristocrats' doubts about the royal family. This emotion also originated from the bizarre death of the King of Caton County. Now this rebellion is about to vanish. However, to completely dispel the huge aristocratic class, especially the The doubts and panics in the hearts of those neutral nobles...
The royal family needs a living Xu Le, and then die for everyone to see.
Many popular science books of civil sciences or academies will mention near-death experiences, saying that at the moment of death, human beings will look back at the past, feel the present, and look forward at the fastest speed. I'm sorry, there is no future here, only black The high-speed retreating hole formed by the wall of the cave, at the end of the hole is a pure white holy world, completely different from the blood stains when human beings were born.
Xu Le has never believed this statement. This semi-illiterate who has not completed the federal legal education is full of mechanical principles and mechanical worldviews. In his opinion, humans and wild cats eating leftover beef outside the mines have nothing but aesthetics. There are not too many essential differences, why can one have the privilege of rereading life before death? What would a near-death experience for a feral cat be? Countless fat-headed and big-eared mice
Even if the uncle taught him the ten postures, and the scorching magical trembling power ran through his body like countless fat-headed mice, he still maintained an absolutely simple and materialistic view. He sadly and persistently determined that the top of his head There is no heaven, only the sky and the stars.
Heaven can only be found in life.
Sure enough, there is no black hole and holy white light, but there are black dreams, very uninnovative black dreams, but the old things of Charter Computer did not appear in the dream, wearing an old housekeeper uniform or really wearing a black silk skirt to tell some stories The mysterious and mysterious thing, in the black dream, there is only a painful halo tearing, the dispersion of the breath, never rebirth, and gradually silent.
Suicide is a very simple thing, and surviving is actually a very simple thing, especially for an incomparably strong young man who has experienced countless trials of life and death, his body muscles and organs have been polished, what he needs to do Things, just try to open your eyes.
Xu Le opened his eyes with difficulty. The light in the gap between his eyes gradually dimmed and became clear. There was an upright oil painting on the wall.
"woke up!"
With this surprised shout, there were dense and noisy footsteps in the ward, nervous collegial sounds of medical treatment, and all kinds of advanced medical equipment were connected to him.
The metal contact pads should be very cold on the naked skin. Xu Le, who had a very unpleasant past in the Federal Army General Hospital, thought silently in his heart, and then his body subconsciously prepared to tremble.
However, he couldn't tremble... He didn't even feel the slightest coldness, and at this point, he realized that his body was completely out of the control of his brain, and he didn't feel anything.
He frowned.
Fortunately, his brows can still be moved, so his eyes should be able to narrow as well. Xu Le, who was lying on the hospital bed, grinned happily.
The smile that came back from the god of death made the imperial people in the ward instantly shocked and speechless.
a few days later.
"I warned you that your true qi has been dissipated by me, and the meridians of the upper circulation have been blocked. If you try to break through by force, there is only a dead end."
Huai Cao Shi stood by the bed with her hands on her back, looked at Xu Le on the bed, looked at the extremely thin cheeks, and said expressionlessly: "I really didn't expect that you actually regarded this as a means of suicide."
Xu Le smiled and said nothing.
Today, he is paralyzed and only able to move above the neck. Apart from speaking, he can only express his thoughts with facial expressions. He can no longer imitate President Pabble to wave his right arm to help his emotions rise.
Human expressions can only choose between two opposite camps: laughing and crying, joy and sadness, happiness and depression, calm or bipolar, so Xu Le naturally chooses the former.
"According to the judgment of the doctor and me, you will never be able to stand up again in your life." Huaicao Shi looked at him and said indifferently, "How does it feel to be paralyzed? You can no longer carry the repair arm to show your talent, right? Some regrets?"
"Why do I feel that it is Your Highness that you have more regrets than me?"
Xu Le, whose cheeks were thin, finally spoke, his voice hoarse and weak, and said, "The feeling of paralysis, um, is a bit new."
"You can't tell from the file that you're a hopeless optimist." Huai Cao Shi turned around, poured herself a cup of coffee, and said casually.
"That's because I've never been in hopeless despair to show the talent for that."
Huai Cao Shi turned around with the coffee cup in hand, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly asked, "If you died that day and you are paralyzed now, would you really be willing?"
Hearing this sentence, Xu Le was silent for a long time, staring straight at the snow-white ceiling, until a complex and inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and then replied in a hoarse voice: "Of course not reconciled, I still have A lot of things have not been done, and there are still a lot of secrets that are not known."
"Like?" Huai Cao Shi took a sip of coffee.
"You've seen my file, you should know Zhang Xiaomeng."
"Your first love."
"Not bad." Xu Le narrowed his eyes and said softly, "I used to think that I must have sex with her again before I die, but now it seems that I have no chance. This is probably the biggest unwillingness."
Hearing this unexpected answer, Huaicao Shi was rarely moved, and asked, "Why isn't your national girl Jian Shui'er? Of course, in my opinion, among your ambiguous federal idiot women, you are the only one. The female engineer in Nutshell is worth dating."
Before Xu Le could answer, the imperial princess, who had never been in love before, thought she understood something, shook her head and said, "Stupid first love complex."
Xu Le smiled and didn't explain anything. Probably only the prince of the Tai family knew the real reason for this first-class unwillingness in the entire universe.
"Since you are unwilling, why commit suicide? Since you are a hopeless optimist, I always thought that you would persevere to the end, at least to the execution ground."
"Federal proverb says that when death tells you to report at three o'clock, you will never see the first ray of sunshine. But I am a soldier, and even in the face of death, I have to test his strength."
After a moment of silence, Xu Le replied: "You want me to go to the execution ground and let a lot of people watch me die, I don't know the specific reason, but what you need, I will let you get nothing, at least the way to die. , the time of death, I can choose freely."
"A soldier should fight until the moment of death."
"Suicide is actually a battle."