Chapter Twenty-Seven: Is She Okay?
Kang Yi was too lazy to take care of it, pushed away the man in front of him with one palm, stretched his head in, and bent down to pick up the woman.
When I got closer, I saw that the woman's little face was red and hot, and the whole person was groggy and slumped on the seat, her chapped lips trembled, and she opened her mouth to pant for breath.
"Quick, what are you doing in a daze!" Kang Yi scolded anxiously.
Feng Jie calmed down from the joke, looked down at the woman in Kang Yi's arms, and said in surprise: "Why is her?"
immediately put Ning Bing'er on the ambulance bed, trotted, and accelerated into the emergency room.
The woman was in a deep coma, and some fragmented images quickly dissipated in her mind, and the girl knelt on her knees and prayed, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes were proudly upside down.
Ning Bing'er shook her head in fear in deep consciousness, struggling violently, the ambulance bed also swayed obviously, and the two men on the side looked at each other in horror.
The paramedics quickened their pace and ran into the emergency room.
The woman's brain flashed over and over again a few big men with hideous faces like her, she was terrified, crouching in the corner, huddled tightly, scarlet eyes full of horror, constantly struggling and shaking her head.
Feng Jie flipped his back slightly, his entire back was covered with dark red blood, and his clothes were already stuck to his back.
Handsome's face appeared with a rare solemnity, skillfully picked up the scissors and began to shred the clothes, when the white and tender skin was exposed, the two men were stunned, and the little nurse next to him covered her mouth in fright, as if her two eyes were about to fall off.
Dense scars, scars on scars, horizontal and vertical, like countless centipedes crawling all over the back, miserable.
The bleeding wounds were like a torn red lip, facing the world with teeth and claws, and the largest wound was like a small river, slowly emerging as the cloth of the clothes was removed.
O iniquity!
These scars are not something that can be made in a day or two, but a brutality that accumulates over time. It's too ruthless!" Feng Jie immediately bent down to help her deal with the new wound.
With a heavy expression and focused eyes, he operated skillfully, but his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe, and his hand trembled slightly.
Kang Yi kept staring at the back painted with bitter blood and tears, thinking of her stubbornness, her strength, and her indifference, he unconsciously clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
Quickly dealing with the wound, Feng Jie wiped his sweat, looked at the devastated back again, and looked at Kang Yi painfully, his eyes full of anger and blame.
The two walked into the office side by side, and Kang Yi asked coldly, "How did you meet?"
"She is a student at Bingcheng Medical University, and the last time I went to their school to give a lecture, she hosted me. This kid has good qualifications, but he's just too withdrawn. Feng Jie shook his head helplessly while evaluating objectively.
"Gone?" Kang Yi asked coldly, lying on his couch.
Feng Jie's eyes flashed with a hint of worry, and he quickly took a sip of water and said calmly: "Otherwise, what else do you want to hear?"
"Wind and snow. Kang Yi put his hands under his head, closed his eyes, and slowly filtered what was happening in his head.
"I also want to have some wind and snow, but it's a pity that my life is too bland, no!" Feng Jie sat on the chair and filled in the case carefully.
After half a ring, the man looked up and saw Kang Yi staring at the ceiling with wide eyes, thinking about something with a solemn face.
"Why don't you go home again?" Feng Jie asked helplessly.
Kang Yi still looked like a dead man, lying motionless on the bed.
"What do you say is wrong with Tong Jia? You snub people all day long? What is your conscience?" Feng Jie really couldn't stand it, and his tone was full of anger and protest.
"Lao Feng, I want to be a soldier, I don't want to go home. Kang Yi said calmly.
When he said this, the man's eyes were filled with longing and longing, and the whole figure was plated with a layer of golden light, and his expression was radiant.
"Which home don't you want to go back to?, the capital or this?" Feng Jie asked cautiously when he noticed Kang Yi's abnormality.
"I want to go to a place where no one knows me and start my life all over again. The more Kang Yi talked, the more outrageous he became, and he always wanted to put aside the troubles of the world.
"Lao Kang, if you are like this again, my brother really looks down on you, you are not a man. Feng Jie put his hands behind his head and criticized with a cold face.
The hospital was a little quiet in the middle of the night, it was pitch black outside the window, the wind rustled the leaves, and there were a few faint lights in the inpatient building, flickering and dimming.
The office was lit with incandescent lights, and the two men talked all night long.
"Lao Feng, brother for so many years, you know me, I am not a turtle with a shrunken head. But what do you say I can do by myself?" Kang Yi straightened up with some excitement, and his body trembled with excitement.
Feng Jie glanced at him helplessly, he understood his brother's suffering, and he could understand his brother's despair.
"Lao Kang, you don't have to talk about your family's affairs, but you have to explain Tong Jia's affairs clearly, and it's not a way to drag it out so unclear. Feng Jie seemed to see some clues.
Kang Yi and Tong Jia are always talented and beautiful in front of outsiders, and they respect each other like guests, but who understands the bitterness in Kang Yi's heart.
Tong Jia lost the capital to be a woman in order to save him, and he has been silently waiting by her side because of his responsibility.
At the beginning of the period, Kang Yi felt that there was love between them, and love was plain.
Slowly, Kang Yi discovered that his feelings for her were only responsibility and care, and there was no dopamine restlessness inspired by love, and there was not even a trace of interest.
"I want to give her a future, but I don't even know where my own future is, what do I give her?" Kang Yi said with a gloomy look in his eyes, as if his life had come to an end and could end at any time.
"Tong Jia is not a materialistic woman, you don't want her to know your background, you really don't want to take her to see Aunt Jin?" Feng Jie let out a long sigh of relief, and looked at his brother with a dull face in distress.
Kang Yi's heart suddenly fluttered when he heard that his mother was mentioned, there has been no news of her for several years, is she okay alone?
He lowered his head in some frustration, took out the cigarette on his body, felt a little sorry for himself inexplicably, and felt even more sorry for the woman in the capital.
Alone to support the entire Kang's Group.
Thinking of it, Kang Yi suddenly felt that he didn't hate his mother anymore, without her arbitrariness, resoluteness, and ruthlessness, how could he fight with the man who coveted his family's property in the capital?
"Aunt Jin, is she okay?" Kang Yi took a deep breath and asked as he looked at his brother lightly.
Feng Jie was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, and said lightly: "It turns out that you kid knows everything?"
Kang Yi raised his head, put away the spineless liquid in his eyes, and looked at his brother quietly.
"Who would be so kind to accompany me to such a small place? Is she okay?" Kang Yi asked again.
The cigarette that was put to his mouth was not in a hurry to smoke, it hung all the time, his deep eyes were completely desolate, and he stared at his brother with melancholy, he was eager to know the situation of the woman.
"She's very good, two days ago, a shareholder clamored to withdraw her shares, and she was killed by her every minute, and now she obediently bows her head and obeys her orders. ”
When Feng Jie said this, he sat up straight excitedly and looked at him with bright eyes.