After Wang Qing finished speaking, he let out a long breath, looked at Lei Qiyun who was silent, and softened his tone before saying, "Let's go, I can't really blame you for this, even if you are here, you will cause them more personal harm!
"
Lei Qiyun's originally guilty and depressed heart was stabbed by him again, and he smiled bitterly in embarrassment, not denying that what he said was the truth. Watching Wang Qing leave in a hurry, he followed up and asked: "Where are you going?"
Wang Qing clutched the phone in his hand tightly without looking back, "Go back to the inpatient department first, they found the person on duty."
***
'Hey! Hey! Wake up! Wake up!'
In her hazy consciousness, she only felt that she was slapped twice on the face. The hand was very strong and her face hurt! Then she was turned over and lying on something, and she felt that her stomach was being squeezed hard.
Uncomfortable. Immediately afterwards, someone slapped me back and forth on my back. The force of the slaps made something in my stomach roll and surge upwards. It was very uncomfortable - I really wanted to vomit! Something surged into my throat every time.
As the force of the pat on the back was withdrawn, the thing fell back again. Then it was pressed down and then rushed back. Repeatedly, it made her feel unbearable pain.
At this moment, she wished she could do something for that person, so that she wouldn't have to suffer the discomfort of vomiting over and over again. She was so uncomfortable that she wanted to die, and she even wanted to die by patting the person on her back.
Her shallow consciousness could only make her think so much, because for a long time, she couldn't remember who she was, what happened, and how she would become like this - uh - son! It was almost, just a moment.
Dian, can't you try harder? Are you not full? If you are not full, come again when you are full!
...Ah! A second is like - uh - a year, who is this?
She was anxious in her heart and wanted to open her eyes to see who was torturing her, and then beat him until she didn't know who she was. It was one thing to want to hit someone, but it was another thing to hit someone. In her current situation, let alone beating him.
Now that I'm dead, I can't move my hands or feet, I can't even open my eyes. Now I'm like a remnant soul, unable to fit into the body and unable to escape from the shackles of the body, creating a situation where I can't wake up and face losing it at any time.
The risk of consciousness. As she is now, she is at the mercy of others, let alone beating people. If she can breathe smoothly, it will be considered a blessing from God.
After being tortured in pain for a while, the man finally seemed tired and finally stopped. She was still lying on her stomach. When she realized that her remaining consciousness was extremely anxious because the man stopped and slowly dissipated, a
He said in an urgent and unfriendly tone: "Why isn't she awake yet? Are you two just watching me work here? Can't you help me!"
The speaker was a girl, and her voice was quite nice! Listen to what she said, were there two other people here? Only then did she realize that the other person was not torturing her but saving her, and she immediately cheered up and worked hard and seriously.
Gather together the consciousness that is about to dissipate.
Then she heard an unhurried voice respond to her: "I am a man, she is a little girl, there are differences between men and women."
The girl who spoke first snorted in dissatisfaction and asked emotionally, "He is a man and woman, what about you? Don't tell me you hate touching women!"
Another voice said nonchalantly, "I told you, she can't die, so why waste the effort!"
The voice sounded familiar to her, but she couldn't remember who it was. Who was it?
As she was thinking about it, she suddenly realized that the three people were still saying something, but she could no longer hear it. Their voices were distant and blurry. What was wrong? Was she about to faint? Or was she about to die? She thought of death.
——She didn’t want to die! She forcibly gathered together her withered and dissipated energy again.