Fate is always like this, it changes inadvertently, and it is inadvertently reincarnated, and it seems that no one can really control fate. Or, in other words, the word "fate" itself has a fatalistic overtone, which makes people powerless to resist.

Around two o'clock this afternoon, Paul and his friend Roger Rodas drove to Malibu for a charity event about environmental protection. But I don't know what the specific reason is, the two people did not travel in the same car, but drove their own cars separately, one in front of the other.

Roger is in front. Paul was behind.

In the first half of the race, the speed of the two people was within a reasonable range, there was no violation of traffic rules, and everything was fine.

In the second half of the race, just before arriving in Malibu, Roger decided to try his speed in a 2005 Porsche Carrera GT red sports car, which lost control and crashed into a roadside power pole during continuous acceleration, causing it to explode.

Immediately after him, Paul tried to avoid the scene of the crash, but because there was an oncoming intersection in front of him, Paul had to temporarily turn the steering wheel back, and there was not enough room to turn around. Although Paul quickly applied the emergency brakes, he caused a two-car rear-end collision and his own car crashed into the rear of Roger's Porsche, causing a second crash.

The situation at the scene was chaotic, but there was a clear difference between the two vehicles.

Roger's car lost control at high speed, crashed into a power pole and caused an explosion, killing the car on the spot, while Paul had already slowed down early and applied the emergency brakes in time to avoid a solid frontal collision, and then the airbags also played an important role, unloading most of the force.

Later, because the seat belt failed, Paul was still trapped in the carriage, unable to escape on his own, and had to stay where he was and wait for rescue. When the ambulance arrived, Paul was still semi-conscious, but he fell into a coma due to smoke inhalation and concussion, and when he arrived at the hospital, his condition deteriorated further, and he was in danger of internal and cerebral hemorrhage.

And then it's time for the hospital to find out.

"Now, we need to investigate further into the specific cause of the accident when Porsche lost control, and we will contact the family as soon as there is a relevant report. The traffic policeman's voice was still ringing in his ears, but Lan Li's attention had been distracted.

The trajectory of history has changed after all!

Paul and Roger are not sitting in the same sports car, Roger is the first to get into the accident, and Paul minimizes his own danger, and Roger dies on the spot, and Paul gets a chance to save him.

History is still different after all!

Does this mean that the results will be different?

It was not joy or joy, but fear, and the fear of gain and loss pounded violently in the chest like a tide, and it could not be stopped.

Thinking of this, Lan Li's fingers involuntarily began to tremble slightly, because it was so intense that he couldn't control it and couldn't hide it, he quickly curled up his fingertips, clenched them into fists with all his strength, forced, and forced, forcing himself to calm down. He needs to be calm -

Paul is still lying on the operating table, and the doctors are doing their best to do their job.

Paul only won a glimmer of life, a glimmer of life leaked through the fingers of death, so could Paul become Hippolytus?

Grit your teeth and straighten your back.

The sharp pain in the waist and thighs still drilled into the pores like a cow's hair needle, making the tense muscles tremble uncontrollably, but the brain was unprecedentedly awake, suppressing all those anxiety, urgency, fear and apprehension, and always maintaining a calm and calm state, advancing and retreating properly and methodically coping with the traffic police in front of him.

Obviously, the traffic policeman's mood was a little excited, if it wasn't for the fact that the current situation was not suitable, he was afraid that he would scream, but he still reluctantly maintained a dedicated posture, suppressed and depressed, after all, he still didn't ask for an autograph or take a photo, just shook hands with Lan Li a few times in a row, and then reluctantly turned around and left.

After seeing off the enthusiastic traffic police, Lan Li sat down again, and the thoughts in his mind began to surge.

Wish. Life.

The most terrible thing in the world is the destruction of hope, and even more terrible is that the flame of hope has just been rekindled and then then suffocated again.

But now Lan Li has no way to control his brain, countless thoughts began to boil, there is not a clear thought, just a thought just came out, and then it was cut off, and the next thought came out one after another, constantly changing, filling the whole head to the brim, so swollen that people wanted to vomit.

Lan Li hesitated whether he should go outside to get some fresh air, the faint smell of potions and potions in the hospital air made his chest feel panicked, or he could enjoy a cigarette and temporarily eliminate all those disturbing thoughts.

He needs a little breathing room!

But then his gaze fell on Mei Duo's body, and his gaze couldn't help but soften again, and Lan Li finally gave up. He didn't want Meadow to be unable to find himself when he came to his senses.

He adjusted his position slightly, but the stiffness and tugging of his muscles made the pain rush through like a torrent of rain, and then he realized that he could barely sit up straight—the friction pain in his inner thighs had gradually subsided, but his waist bar was becoming stiff, and the blood flow caused by the bruising was causing his back to jam.

Carefully, Lan Li straightened her waist and leaned her shoulders and the upper part of her back against the back of the chair, and then slowly relaxed her muscles a little.

This kind of pain is actually quite good, because it can be distracting. Now because the pain in my lower back is so much, that the distractions and thoughts in my mind are slowly dissipating, and all my energy is focused on suppressing the pain, so that it becomes easier and the wait seems to be less difficult.

The passage of time lost its meaning, and it seemed that the change of time was not noticeable at all, and even the sound of the minute and hour hands turning disappeared, and it stayed forever in the afternoon, but when I turned my head inadvertently, I suddenly found that night had crept down, and the whole city was shrouded in night.

Turning his head to look at the clock in the family lounge, it was only six o'clock in the afternoon, less than three hours before Lan Li arrived at the hospital.

Today's sunset seems to be a little earlier than usual, and it doesn't look like Los Angeles at all, but more like winter in New York, and it's not so warm indoors that it feels colder than in New York.

Lan Li turned his head and cast a worried look at Mei Duo, and after confirming Mei Duo's slightly flushed cheeks, he regained his peace of mind.

"Lan Li. ”

Ryan Gosling rushed over breathlessly, just wearing a simple white T-shirt with jeans, his messy hair and scumbag beard didn't have time to take care of it, and dark red stains could be seen on the T-shirt, his eyes looked around helplessly, "What's going on? What's going on now?Why did I ask everyone and no one could tell me what was going on?"

Ryan's whole person looked like he was unpossessed, looking at Lan Li hesitantly, he didn't know what he was doing, he suddenly stepped up and gave Lan Li a hug, the rapid and anxious breathing voice revealed the fear in his heart, "Paul will be fine, right? Paul will definitely be fine, Lan Li, you tell me, right?"

"Ryan, Paul is still in the operating room. What's wrong with you?" Lan Li looked at Ryan worriedly, and he only realized at this time that Ryan's arm was worn out with a large piece of skin, and it was bloody, and it looked so scary.

Ryan waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's okay, I'm fine." I was watering the grass at home and then Eva said she saw the news report and said...... He said something happened to Paul, and then I fell. I'm fine, I'm fine. Ryan grabbed Lan Li's arm hard again, "What's going on? what's going on? Why is this all of a sudden?"

"Accidents. Lan Li said simply, there is no need to investigate the specific responsibility for the accident at this moment, those detailed things can be left in the future, and the top priority is Paul.

Lan Li patted Ryan on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Paul needs us to be strong now, if even we don't believe that Paul can survive this, who else will?"

Ryan closed his eyes tightly, his face full of pain, "I just can't believe it. I just can't believe it. Ryan kept repeating, not knowing what he was supposed to do.

"Ryan, you take care of your wounds first and see if they need to be disinfected. If it weren't for Lan Li's reminder, Ryan would have forgotten his wound at all, he was still in a state of confusion, and the whole person looked extremely flustered. Lan Li had to take the initiative to go to the nurses' station and ask for help.

Ryan's current state is not good, and Lan Li can't say too much, so he can only hope that the time to bandage the wound can make Ryan calm down a little.

Because tonight is destined to be an incredibly long night, they all need to cheer up.

He was like that, and so was Ryan, and Paul needed their unwavering support and support, a battle that he couldn't win alone, not to mention a helpless Meadow. They must be fully prepared for this hard-fought and protracted battle, and Lan Li will never accept defeat.

When Rooney Mara arrives at the hospital, the lights are on and night falls, and the whole of Los Angeles is enveloped in navy blue.