I care……

So please answer the phone now...

I care!!

The Office of Cardiac Thoracic Surgery I don’t know how long it took for people to calm down.

When Director Qin returned to the department, he dispersed the crowd. He saw the tiny figure inside, red, his eyes were red, and his chest was clenched. No one answered the phone she had just called for more than a dozen times. Her hands were trembling and she wanted to call again.

Director Qin also saw her anxiety, but walked over to hold her hand to stop her movements, frowned and said softly: "Yitong, it's useless to be anxious about such things. Why not fight later? You go out for a walk first, I can also call you and ask questions..."

Suddenly, the phone in her palm rang. With the vibration, the name on the screen flashed. It was actually a phone call that she had just called more than a dozen times but had not made it!!

——Hosranhe.

My heart suddenly felt like I was being thrust by something, so painful that I couldn't even breathe!

Her slender eyelashes trembled and lowered, and her little hands were shaking. Her red eyes raised her eyes and looked at Director Qin as if she was asking for his recognition. She was terrified that she was dreaming. She subconsciously connected her ears and said tremblingly: "Hosran..."

The next moment she pushed Director Qin away and ran outside. The wind gently blew her ears. Her nose was sour and bitter. She pushed the crowd away and ran to the window of the entire floor hall. She opened the window as if she could get closer to him. She said tremblingly: "Ho Siran, I tell you, no matter where you are, no matter what you are doing, remember, don't have any trouble..."

He said that he was most afraid that one day he would die on the battlefield, but no one was at home, looking forward to and waiting for him to come back.

"Because I'm waiting for you to come back..."

Her voice was already choked and floated in the air. The sourness in her heart forced her to choke with tears in her voice: "Can you hear Huo Siran? I'm waiting for you to come back, and you will answer if you hear it..."

The person on the phone was silent, as if he was shocked and could not come back to his senses for a long time. After a while, he spit out a word from his chest and lungs in a dull way, "...well."

Please forgive him for so long before answering.

Because everything came too fast, too fast, he didn't even have time to react.

When he drove from the town hall to the coastal road, Hosran heard his cell phone ringing, but he didn't answer. He was not such a determined person. After going to the warehouse to see the tragic situation of the murdered pregnant woman, his face was pale, almost no one paid attention to it. He sat on the Hummer and went out from the back door of the town hall, which led directly to the bay.

Serious all the way.

He knew for granted that he did not bring weapons, and that glass was not bulletproof, but he just stepped on the accelerator to the greatest extent. He always said that serving the people was impossible, but at some point, that was not a service at all.

But I can't stand it.

It's just a shame.

He had never seen what an unformed baby looked like. The cut was almost a mass of blood mud, and the blood was still hot when stained on his hands. This was not possible. Just like when an enemy abroad invaded the country, seized the communication satellite sent back from space, and then killed dozens of innocent people in a village near the border to destroy the corpse. Huo Ye told him at the time that people like this should disappear from the earth.

There is a coast ahead, and there are many summer passengers. Once they are given a chance to abandon the car and sneak into the crowd, they will never get a chance to catch them. Hosran knew this so clearly at that time. He pursed his thin lips and hit a few red lights. When he saw them unable to dodge an electric tricycle and fell to the ground, scarlet blood appeared in his eyes. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he hit it.

The collision was very hard and almost overturned.

Then someone in the back seat raised his gun and shot it back.

The gunshots caused chaos on the coast.

"Bang!" The first shot penetrated the glass and hit the driver's seat. He turned his head and dodged, his ears deafening, and hot blood slowly flowed down his ears that were rubbed by the bullets.

The second shot hit the tire.

At that moment, the sharp tire slipped sound was about to pierce the eardrum, and in the instant, the black Shari rushed away.

Hosran stopped the car and walked down, covered his arm that was somewhat dislocated by the car door, stopped a taxi, then dragged the driver down and sat on it, drove off the highway and surrounded the side. The dense jungle on both sides blocked the view. If they wanted to stop people, they had to hit them hard when they could not shoot. His cold eyes swept the shadow of the car outside the jungle in the distance, and he didn't even think about the angle, speed, and how to avoid dying with those robbers.

For a moment, it was indeed caused by passion and anger ignited.

But for a moment I really felt... no worries.

So when he ran into the "bang!", he really didn't feel that the severe pain of the cracked bones in his body would make anyone heartbroken. The car overturned. He suppressed the huge dizziness and raised his eyes to see clearly, but a shot from outside suddenly broke the glass straight into his shoulder! At that moment, his tall figure lay on the steering wheel, his face pale as paper, endured the pain, and held the remaining hand tightly with one hand, stepped on the accelerator and hit it hard in the direction of the gun...

The ringtones of the phone that came with it were still ringing stubbornly.

Hosran maintained his weak breathing and vitality and leaned in his position, took out his phone with his blood-stained hands. The name that flashed and lit up on it deeply penetrated his heart and eyes.

His cold eyes were slightly stunned. He never knew that it was her calling.

Just as he was thinking about it, the phone was disconnected, leaving only a dozen missed calls on it. His white lips were pursed slightly, and he subconsciously called back, wanting to ask her what was wrong and what she wanted to do with him... But he didn't expect the phone to be answered so quickly, and then he heard her with a strong choking and trembling sentence, "Hosran, I'm waiting for you to come back."

The sudden burst of emotions in his chest at that moment made him tremble slightly.

It turns out she knows.

I knew that he had overcome all obstacles and ignored his life and death, and that he had come back to the gate of hell. For a moment, his heart was so warm that he couldn't breathe for a while. It took him a long time to suppress the severe pain and emit a dull word from his chest: "...well."

"Yitong..." The blood on his left shoulder fell down his fingers, and he could only hold back the severe pain when he lie on the steering wheel. He called her name hoarsely.

She held her breath gently at the end.

Hosran's blood-stained eyelashes collapsed, his chest was as gentle as the sea, and his thin white lips said hoarsely, "...I miss you."

At this moment, I miss you so much.

fuck fuck fuck*

After calling that day, the little nurses in the cardiothoracic surgery department followed and looked at her nervously. The slender figure was tightly against the window, and the wind blew her soft hair into chaos. After hearing this, she turned around with red eyes and said, "Please call the police for me..."

"...Please call the police quickly!"

It was also later that they learned that the three robbers were followed by a leader of their provincial military region after they came out of the city hall and chased them strongly to the coastal highway. They were intercepted in the jungle of the coastal highway and ran into them, causing their cars to be destroyed and people to die.

There are binding tools such as plastic and ropes in the car, a knife stained with blood, and a lot of cash.

One robber was killed or two injured.

The chief was said to have a great life. He shot his shoulder and did not hurt his organs or arteries. All the rest were shocks and injuries caused by car accidents.

There was a sigh.

It is said that medical staff will feel numb when they see too many injuries in the hospital, but that is definitely because they have not poked their own pain and their closest relatives. Otherwise, you can try it?

Who dares to try it?

At that time, Lin Yitong and several doctors and nurses followed the police car all the way. The police ringing above her head made her heart hurt, and her eyes were red. When she got out of the car, she saw a flash first. The people from the news agency were trying their best to catch the news site because he was alone, because he was a leader of the provincial military region, and because the angle of the car crashed into it was said to be fatal. If it weren't for the luck that the tire was cut by a sharp rock, he would have overturned and died.

Hosran could still walk, but blood flowed down from his pale handsome face and was a little scary. A small and soft figure ran down, his water eyes trembled violently, and he pushed away the crowd and ran towards him. He hugged his tall and straight body tightly, his arms tightly tightly, and his heart was sore like a tearing rift, and he was lost and regained.

His chest was suddenly hit and numb, and Hosran's face turned pale. Fortunately, the crowd was in chaos, and the police and the medical staff surrounded him. Before he fainted, he curled a sensational smile on the corner of his handsome lips. He pressed her head tightly and buried it in his chest. He turned around, and his uninjured hand supported the roof of the car, blocking the flashing lights that kept flashing for her.

Kissing, down fiercely.

...The blocked the words before I could say it.

fuck fuck fuck **

Gu Jingsheng heard about all this when he quickly rushed back to the military hospital with the police car.

The head of the provincial military region is a disaster.

He was frightened when he heard this, and a calm and calm handsome face turned pale. He turned his head and asked his colleague: "Have you asked the name?"

The colleague was stunned and nodded: "I asked. My surname is Huo."

really.

At that moment, his heart also hurt a lot. Gu Jingsheng put his elbows against his knees, his fingers crossed and tightly wrapped around him. Even though he had always known that his elder brother was jealous of such things, he would inevitably be touched by this kind of temperament. Why was it him? Qingwei glanced at the scenery outside the car window that flashed rapidly outside, hoping to get faster, and fly back faster.

But then the colleague smiled and lowered his voice to the person beside him: "Have you heard of it too?"

"Yes. Gossip, not the point."

"Where was caught?"

"A friend of mine was on the scene and said there was a scene, but he didn't know if it was his wife or lover. He didn't seem to want people to know," the man said lightly, "But this is not the point. Of course, the news is about him sacrificing his life to pursue the murderer, and to promote the leaders of the People's Liberation Army to reflect the iron military spirit of our country."

Of course this is a joke. After laughing, my colleague said, "But I admire this leader."

The man nodded, and then added a joke: "...it's also arousing women's love."

A faint voice overflowed beside him. Gu Jingsheng didn't listen deliberately but knew everything. It was roughly because someone close to him heard the news and rushed over, and a moving scene was staged in front of life and death. This scene made Gu Jingsheng never imagined it, because he didn't remember that there was a woman who was very close to Huo Siran in his memory. He just had a clear eyes flashed, and a small and soft figure suddenly appeared in his mind, flashing by.

The pale handsome face paused for a moment, but he quickly smiled and shook his head, feeling that this thought was a bit absurd. When he calmed down, he felt that the city was closer, and the severe pain that was pressing on his heart was slowly floating up again.

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck

It was not difficult to find the ward when I walked through the corridor and walked towards the ward, because there were a bunch of people inside, the oldest was a soldier with half-white hair, with a serious and blue face, and he held the head of the bed and told him solemnly and heartbrokenly.

Gu Jingsheng took a breath and a hint of whiteness appeared on his thin lips, and he knocked on the door politely.

When the person inside looked up, he was a little unfamiliar with him.

They are all from the military region.

Gu Jingsheng smiled and said hoarsely: "Sorry, I'll come and take a look, it won't prevent you from leaving later."

The crowd dispersed.

When I walked in, I saw that Huo Siran was still so cold and indifferent. Except for his pale face, there was nothing else. Gu Jingsheng finally felt his heart relaxed, and the huge rock fell down, and it no longer hurt. He stretched his hand on the side of the bed and said to him: "I just heard that the ammunition surgery was very successful, and other injuries were not serious. Brother, please rest well. If you still can't save it back, we will sit well... just..."

In front of too many people, he couldn't speak, but he still said it with a smile.

"It's just that brother, next time, don't fight so hard... I'm the policeman, right? How many people are worried about this when you make such a fuss?" Gu Jingsheng always smiled when he said this, without showing any other emotions.

Yes, even if the profession of two people is a profession that may give their lives at any time, it is just that sometimes they face each other and are still selfish.

I feel that I feel that others die, but he has to avoid it.

The feelings between men are always very restrained when expressing them. He doesn't know whether he expresses them clearly. He never likes to use the words "brother" to speak, but it turns out that they have always been in his heart.
To be continued...