In the military hospital, the lights in the operating room were still on. Meizi had been in there for three hours. Zuolun climbed on the door of the operating room angrily. It was because of him that Meizi was lying in there. It was because of him.
If it was him who was hit by that gun, he would be happier
The door of the operating room was opened, "How is Meizi? Tell me, how is Meizi?" Zuolun saw that it was a doctor, grabbed the doctor's collar and asked wildly
"Levolon, please calm down." Xiaomi stepped forward and pulled the revolver. She had never seen a revolver like this before. At this time, the revolver was not pretending to be cool, nor was it aloof or arrogant, but was just full of enthusiasm.
chagrin and pain
"Why are you telling me to calm down? She is lying inside because of me, you know? If it weren't for her, the person lying inside would be me, but I would rather it be me, and Tang Xiaomi,
Who made you run away? If you stood still, if you didn't care about my life or death, if I weren't afraid of getting hurt, maybe Meizi wouldn't be like this. Do you understand? This is my first time,
I hate you for the first time”
How could Zuolun listen to the advice at this time? He had completely lost his calmness.
Xiaomi was startled. Is he blaming himself? Is he very fond of me? There was a crack on the left side of his chest.
"You all calm down. The patient lost too much blood. Our hospital's blood bank does not have type A blood now. Who among you is this?" the doctor asked everyone.
"I have blood type O, I'll come"
"Don't worry, I will return the plums to you." Let go of Zuoluan's hand and walk to the operating door. Xiaomi gathered her mood and followed the doctor into the operating room.
Looking at Xiaomi's hurt expression, Zuo Lun realized that he had said a lot of things he shouldn't have said.
"Xiaomi, me" But Xiaomi had already entered the operating room and heard nothing. The phrase "I hate you" was always echoing in his ears.
Zuo Lun sat on the chair dejectedly, what happened to him just now? How could he say such things? Xiaomi is also a very important person.
"Levolver, do you know? How outrageous is what you just said?" Muzi happened to be shopping near the hospital. He heard Dongdong Gui said that someone in their team was injured, so he hurried over. Unexpectedly, he saw this
In one scene, Muzi was truly angry for his friend. Wasn't Xiaomi sad?
"Now, let me see how you end up?" Muzi himself felt helpless.
"Muzi, don't blame Zuolun. After all, Meizi was lying in there to save him." Dongdong was sandwiched between Zuolun and his wife. Neither of them were human beings, but he still decided to jump out and say a word for Zuolun.
Mi Lan looked worriedly at the operation table. The light above was still on. She was worried about both Meizi and Xiaomi. She was worried that Meizi would have an accident, and she was worried that Xiaomi would be hurt because of Zuolun's accusation just now.
The operating light finally went out, "Don't worry, the operation was successful," the doctor said with a smile, "She will wake up after the anesthesia is over, and you can go in to see her, but remember, keep quiet.
At this time, Zuo Lun took a breath and looked around. Xiaomi was nowhere to be seen. Did she leave in anger? I'm sorry Xiaomi, it's me who's a bastard. Zuo Lun kept scolding himself in his heart.
"Now that your plum is fine, what about the other injured person? How are you going to comfort him?" Muzi himself knew that Zuolun was not entirely to blame for this matter.
"Wang Xiaoshuai, please help me take care of Meizi first, and I'll go out for a while."
Xiaomi, where have you been? At the entrance of the hospital, Zuolun looked for Xiaomi in panic. Xiaomi, I'm sorry. Zuolun kept silently chanting the three words "I'm sorry" in his heart.
They searched around the hospital but didn't see Xiaomi, but Meizi still needed his own care. Zuo Lun decided to go back to the hospital first. Passing by the hospital lawn, a familiar figure caught Zuo Lun's attention. It was Xiaomi.
"Little..." However, someone has already got there first.
"Xiaomi, here you go" threw a can of drink to Xiaomi, and Li Haojie sat next to Xiaomi. Li Haojie's real profession is a doctor. As for hip-hop dancing, just like Xiaomi, it is purely a hobby. He had just finished patrolling the ward and was about to return to the office when he met a
The person bumped into me, and I was still thinking, it was the reckless person who walked so carelessly.
Unexpectedly, what she saw was Xiaomi's face full of tears. She had been with Xiaomi for three years, and she had never seen Xiaomi cry when she came out.
"Is it better?" He opened the bottle and took a sip of the drink.
However, our Xiaomi's tears still flowed, just like the faucet that Ning turned on.
"Stop crying, look, they've all become little kittens." Li Haojie wiped away Xiaomi's tears carefully, "I'll lend you my shoulder to lean on," and casually pulled Xiaomi's head over and put it on his shoulder.
Xiaomi accepted Li Haojie's tenderness and consideration and returned to Meizi's ward in despair. Looking at the two people clinging to each other from the window sill, her heart was bleeding, and it was a hundred times more painful than when Meizi was lying in the operating room.