Today is the last day to collect everyone’s suggestions and opinions. Friends who haven’t left a message yet are encouraged to speak up. It doesn’t matter if the tone is fierce, as long as you don’t make personal attacks. I basically already have in mind the tone and direction of the third volume of the story.
I have a score, and I will start updating the third volume tomorrow - The Dragon Takes Off.
Part of the plot has been a bit confusing recently, because it was originally part of the creativity and conception of the third volume, and was released in advance for everyone to comment on, so as to determine the tone of the third volume. I hope everyone will bear with me and understand.
The third volume starting tomorrow - "The Dragon Takes Off", still focuses on the resistance and development of the Yanhuang Legion. Luo Xiao and the Huya Special Warfare Brigade led by him will return to everyone's attention. I believe everyone will enjoy watching it.
************ "The patient needs a blood transfusion. Which of you has blood type A?" The door of the emergency room was opened, and a young nurse poked her head out and asked Tan Min outside the door.
Everyone.
Everyone outside the door was stunned. None of them had type A blood. The nurse asked again: "Who are the patient's family members?"
Tan Yuntian regained consciousness and quickly took a step forward: "I am the patient's father!"
The young nurse looked at him and then said: "The patient has lost too much blood and his blood pressure is abnormal. If he cannot replenish plasma in time, his life may be in danger. You are his father, so your blood type should be the same?"
Tan Min's face darkened and her voice was a little low: "She has the same blood type as her mother, and her mother has passed away!"
The little nurse had no choice but to ask anxiously, but everyone shook their heads in disappointment.
Time passed minute by minute, and people still had no idea. Tan Min's face showed despair.
"If it doesn't work, we can only ask for help from the Yanhuang Army, but I'm afraid we won't have enough time." The little nurse finally came up with a way, but everyone knew that it would take at least twenty minutes for the army to know the situation and organize people to rush over.
In Tan Min's situation, he simply couldn't hold on until that time.
"I have blood type A." A voice sounded from behind people. Everyone turned around and saw that Peng Yun stood up with difficulty with his exhausted body. He had just woken up from a coma and heard the bad news.
"Peng Yun, you can't draw any more blood now." The detective team members supported Peng Yun and tried to dissuade him with concern. Peng Yun, who had already lost a lot of blood, would be committing suicide if he forced himself to draw blood again.
"Yes, your body has already lost a lot of blood. If you draw more blood, the consequences will be disastrous," the little nurse reminded worriedly. They didn't want to save one and then catch another.
"Why are you talking nonsense? Take me to the blood test room." As if he didn't notice people's dissuasion, Peng Yun stood up and staggered towards the blood test room. The little nurse hurriedly followed.
Tan Yuntian stood there, staring blankly at Peng Yun being helped away, and sighed.
Everyone was silent. Everyone knew that Peng Yun was gambling with his own life to get Tan Min's life back.
If you win, you may win back two fresh lives; if you lose, you may leave this world with Tan Min!
Life is all about gambling, but how many people are willing to put their lives on a bet that has almost no chance of winning?
Peng Yun is willing to bet on this very small chance in order to save Tan Min!
The red blood plasma was extracted from Peng Yun's arm and injected into Tan Min's pale arm. Perhaps it was Peng Yun's sincerity that moved God, but Tan Min's condition was stable all the way.
"Normal blood pressure"
"Heartbeat normal"
"Pulse normal"
Meng Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief, took off the mask on her face, and grew a mouthful. Twelve hours, a full twelve hours, from the red sun to the bright stars, she finally took back one of Tan Min's clothes from the hands of death.
life.
She walked out of the operating room tiredly, and in front of her were faces full of expectations. The words she was most afraid of saying at this time were:
"We have tried our best!"
Fortunately, she didn't have to say these words today. Taking a deep breath, Meng Xiaolan said to the crowd outside the operating room in as calm a voice as possible: "The patient is out of danger, but now he needs to rest!"
Cheers erupted from the crowd, and although they were deliberately suppressed, the deep joy could still be heard. Meng Xiaolan was also affected, with tears in her eyes, and turned around and walked towards the doctor's lounge.
"This Peng Yun is simply not a human being."
"What are you talking about?" When she heard two nurses scolding Peng Yun, Meng Xiaolan stopped and stared at them with an unhappy expression.
The two young nurses were startled by Meng Xiaolan. Seeing Meng Xiaolan's gloomy face, they knew that Dr. Meng had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "Doctor Meng, you have misunderstood. We are saying that Peng Yun is so desperate that he lost so much blood.
I even took 1,000 milliliters of blood, and I almost didn’t even care about my life.”
Meng Xiaolan was stunned. She never dreamed that the plasma used for Tan Min's surgery was actually extracted from Peng Yun's body, which was not much. 1000 ml, which is equivalent to 1/3 of the amount of plasma in a normal person's body.
"This kid is really desperate." Thinking of Peng Yun taking out almost half of the blood in his body after being injured, she felt like her heart was being twisted. How much blood could be in that thin body?
Walking into the ward, Peng Yun was lying quietly on the bed, with his eyes closed and motionless. His face was as pale as white paper. If his breathing was not steady, he would look almost like a dead person.
In Meng Xiaolan's eyes, Peng Yun was rarely so quiet. He was always full of energy, causing trouble everywhere and always making people worry. Lying so quietly now made her feel a kind of fear in her heart. She was really afraid.
One day Peng Yun lay like this in front of him, his face was pale, he didn't say a word, he had no heartbeat, and no thoughts.
"Why are you so stupid? You always make people worry." Tears fell on Peng Yun's face, Meng Xiaolan's voice was choked with sobs.
She didn't dare to think any more, stood up, tucked Peng Yun in, and walked out gently.
What heaven is like, no one has ever seen it!
Tan Min had also heard people talk about heaven, but when he saw what heaven looked like with his own eyes, he realized that heaven was actually a white world.
White sky, white walls, white sheets, white people flying around...
When Tan Min woke up from a coma, the first thing she asked the nurse was how was Peng Yun?
The nurses all snickered, wondering why the two people were so similar. When Peng Yun woke up, the first thing he said was to ask how Tan Min was doing.
Meng Xiaolan has been very tired these two days. She has to pay attention to Tan Yan's condition and take care of Peng Yun at the same time. One person does two things. Sometimes she really hates that she doesn't have the ability to separate herself. When the nurse said that Tan Min was awake, she hurriedly
Came over.
Tan Yan's face was still a little pale, but he was better than when he woke up. He was leaning on the bedside and staring at the scenery outside the window with a pair of phoenix eyes. Seeing Meng Xiaolan approaching, he quickly asked Meng Xiaolan: "Doctor Meng, Peng Yun
How about it?"
Meng Xiaolan reached out and touched Tan Min's forehead to see if she had a fever. Then she took out her stethoscope and checked it carefully. She was relieved when she saw that everything was normal. She smiled and said: "That kid is fine. He is as tough as a cockroach."
Yes, if I want him to die, I guess the King of Hell will cry!"
Hearing what Meng Xiaolan said, Tan Min felt relieved. As long as Peng Yun was fine, she didn't care about anything else.
"Tan Min, do you know how dangerous you are this time?" Meng Xiaolan was changing Tan Min's sling bottle and scolded her: "The crossbow arrow is only one centimeter away from your heart. If it tilts further to the side, your life will be in vain.
It’s been reimbursed, you, you, you can’t be so desperate in the future.”
A warm current surged in Tan Min's heart. He laughed and stretched out his arm, asking Meng Xiaolan to stick the needle on her arm. Then she glanced at Meng Xiaolan: "You don't know how dangerous it was at that time. If I hadn't blocked it, I would have been lying here."
It’s Peng Yun’s turn.”
Listening to Tan Min describing the situation at that time, Meng Xiaolan's heart skipped a beat. Yes, if it hadn't been for Tan Min, it would have been Peng Yun lying here, and it would have been a cold corpse. In that case, for her, it would have been Peng Yun.
What a huge blow! Fortunately, Tan Min saved Peng Yun, and Peng Yun saved Tan Min.
Meng Xiaolan was about to speak when she suddenly noticed that Tan Min's eyes were passing through him, staring directly at the door of the ward behind her. It was as if there was some magic power there. She felt strange and turned around to see Peng Yun standing at the door of the ward.
Peng Yun stood there with his hands in his pockets, still looking so nonchalant, but his face was frighteningly pale, with no blood at all. Standing by the door, it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow it, but it seemed as if the sky would not fall.
Make him bend over.
"Peng Yun" Tan Min murmured these two words as if in sleep, and struggled to start. But Peng Yun grabbed him and pinned him down on the bed.
"You don't want your life, you're moving around as soon as you wake up." Peng Yun complained in distress, looking angry, but Tan Min felt sweet in her heart, and she lay down obediently without moving, with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes blinking.
looked at Peng Yun.
Meng Xiaolan gently exited the room, slowly closed the door, and stood on the wall outside the door. She didn't know whether it was joy or a bit of sadness in her heart. Seeing Peng Yun and Tan Min caring about each other, Meng Xiaolan felt both for the two of them.
He was happy, but at the same time he was deeply disappointed for himself. Because he also loved Peng Yun deeply, but it was just the kind of unrequited love that Peng Yun never knew about.
She recalled that encounter, when Qifeng rescued her from under the wheel.
In the ward at this time!
Peng Yun was sitting affectionately next to Tan Min. He held her hand gently in his hand and rubbed it slowly, letting his rough hands feel Tan Min's softness and smoothness.
"Peng Yun" Tan Min closed her eyes and enjoyed the happy moment. She really couldn't believe that this happiness was real. She was always afraid that when she opened her eyes, it would all be a beautiful dream.
Peng Yun couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart when he looked at Tan Min's messy short hair, haggard face, and bloodless lips. He leaned down and kissed Tan Min gently on the forehead.
"Peng Yun, is this true?" Tan Min leaned into Peng Yun's arms and murmured. The sudden happiness made her feel a little dizzy.
"It's true, Xiaoyan." Peng Yun gently stroked Tan Min's tearful face with his still intact left hand. He felt warm in his heart. Didn't he long for such a plot for a long time? Why should all this become a reality?
, why are you so worried?
Every time I read those plots in books about people flying to save others and using their own bodies to exchange their loved ones' lives, I will always be moved to tears. But when it really happens to me, what makes people feel is not moved.
But heartbreaking heartache and fear.
It is the feeling of being afraid that a life form that is extremely important to you will suddenly disappear. Only in the moment of life and death can people understand that something is so important to them.
"If possible, I am willing to trade my life for yours." Peng Yun closed his eyes, and two drops of crystal tears burst out of his eyes, falling gently on Tan Min's closed eyes, and a small piece of tears appeared.
Small water splash.
Tan Min felt it and tried to wipe it with his hand. As soon as he moved his hand, a sharp pain came from his chest, and he couldn't help but let out an ouch.
"The doctor told you not to move, why are you so disobedient?" Qifeng scolded while reaching out to wipe the water from Tan Min's face.
Tan Min's face showed a happy look.
"It's great that someone cares about her," she thought to herself, hoping that this kind of care would last forever.
He raised his head and saw the thick gauze wrapped around Peng Yun's right hand, and his shoulder was also bandaged. Then Tan Min remembered that Peng Yun had also been seriously injured, and couldn't help but blame herself for being careless. She just cared about enjoying love.
Feeling, but ignored Peng Yun's situation.
"How is your injury?" Tan Min couldn't even raise her hand now, so she could only use her eyes to soothe Peng Yun's wound.
Peng Yun felt the distress and tenderness in Tan Min's eyes, held back the pain, raised his hand and waved it, looking nonchalant.
"No problem, I'll be fine soon. I'm born with the fate of a cockroach. The king of hell will give me three points when he sees me."
Meng Xiaolan walked in from the door, smiling and blaming Peng Yun: "Peng Yun, don't move, your wound has just started to heal, and you took so much blood during Tan Min's surgery two days ago, your body is too weak."
Tan Min's eyes widened when she heard that Peng Yun had drawn blood during her operation. She hurriedly turned to ask Meng Xiaolan: "Peng Yun drew blood, what's going on? Why didn't I know?"
"Peng Yun didn't tell you?" Meng Xiaolan felt a little strange and looked at Peng Yun. Peng Yun smiled and said nothing.
"What's going on, Doctor Meng, please tell me quickly." Tan Min was about to die of panic. At that time, Peng Yun was covered in blood. Tan Min also saw Peng Yun's body before he fell unconscious. She knew that Peng Yun's condition at that time was absolutely impossible to draw blood.
"When you were undergoing surgery, there was not enough blood in the blood bank. Only Peng Yun had the same blood type as you, so he drew blood." Meng Xiaolan said as lightly as possible, trying to stop Tan Min from asking further questions.
"How much?" Tan Min asked urgently, her voice trembling.
Meng Xiaolan hesitated for a moment and finally uttered a few words: ""
Tan Min closed her eyes. As a police officer, she also knew some common sense about first aid, but it was a dangerous limit for normal people, let alone Peng Yun, who had just lost a lot of blood.
This is simply exchanging his life for her own. Tan Min is no longer moved, she wants to cry happily. Yes, falling in love with such a man, isn't it her happiness?
"Why are you so stupid, why are you so stupid!"
In the haze of tears, Tan Min saw Peng Yun's innocent smile. There was no sadness and loneliness hidden behind the indifference. It was a truly happy and joyful smile, a smile that truly came from the bottom of his heart.
"Stop crying, you have to save your life. When I fall in your arms one day, you can use it to close my eyes." Peng Yun said a joke that he thought was very humorous, but he didn't expect it.
Meng Xiaolan was defeated. What depressed him the most was that Tan Min, who was lying on the bed, shed tears to support Meng Xiaolan: "Oh, beat him hard, who can let him have a crow's mouth!"