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Xia Meng was stopped near Tonghe Town and could no longer enter.

Because the police knew that she was the family member of Han Dong who went to pursue, they called Ouyang Min over.

He had almost never seen Xia Meng, only heard it from others.

At first glance, I saw the woman standing in the night with messy hair, and I still inevitably felt amazing.

Some people are embarrassed, and their natural foundation is too good.

Of course, in his heart, only this kind of woman can be worthy of Han Dong.

The young man who seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary was the most charismatic of the people he had come into contact with in recent years.

With a promise, he pursued the criminals who were extremely vicious and everyone was afraid of them.

Maybe it's not all for him, but how can Ouyang Min not feel it.

With something in his heart, he didn't dare to look at Xia Meng, and greeted in a low voice: "Miss Xia." ”

"Others, take me to him. ”

Xia Meng was about to go inside, but was stopped by Ouyang Min.

"Now Tonghe Town has been lifted, which is very dangerous. You wait a little longer......"

"Wait, wait. You're giving me a reason to keep me waiting!"

Ouyang Min was in a low mood: "There was news just now that the situation is under control, and it is basically impossible for Dongzi to have an accident. ”

"I didn't believe anything until I met him. ”

Ouyang Min was nervous, and he didn't know how to respond, when the phone rang.

He listened and hurriedly said, "Injured, is it serious?"

Xia Meng intuitively felt that the call was about Han Dong, and when he heard the word "injured", his face turned pale.

Ouyang Min hurriedly said: "Dongzi just got into the ambulance, don't worry, minor injuries!"

As he spoke, a white ambulance pulled the alarm, drove from a distance, and quickly swept by.

Ouyang Min turned around and drove: "This is it." ”

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After Han Dong was sent to the ambulance, his strong willpower instantly dissipated, and the person fell into a deep sleep.

I didn't know how time passed in my dream, and I smelled the familiar smell of the hospital in the bumps.

It seems that in the operating room, someone is helping him pick up the bullet stuck in his shoulder.

As deep as three centimeters, under the effect of anesthetic, Han Dong's brows furrowed frequently.

It feels particularly clear that the bullet is pulling out from the shoulder in a little bit.

The pain doesn't matter much. When the medical environment is at its worst, there is no anesthesia and professional tools, and it is necessary to take bullets.

Compared to the dull pain of cutting the flesh raw, it is undoubtedly heaven at this moment.

The chief surgeon is a woman, named Tu Jingmin, an expert in gunshot wounds. Most of the public officials and criminals who received gunshot wounds were handled by her own hands.

There should be no distractions in my mind.

I can notice the man's naked upper body, criss-crossing scars, and still look in amazement.

Some wounds have faded to the point of being unclear under the development of medical treatment, but they are present.

Judging from her eyesight, it is clear whether it is scratches, or knife marks, or gunshot wounds.

Among them, there was a healed gunshot wound in the other part of the right shoulder that was being operated on, and she couldn't help but wonder what this person had been through and how he survived.

Because even if you are hit by a gun in an inconsequential place, you must not take it lightly.

There are not a few people who have been hit in the legs, amputated, or even killed.

Strange, but I also remembered the deliberate arrangement of the dean when I was admitted to the hospital, and I was engrossed.

After two full hours, after the bullet removal and debridement, the follow-up work of suturing and bandaging began.

This should have been the job of a nurse or assistant, but Tu Jingmin did it herself, for fear that anything would go wrong.

In the early hours of the morning, quietly passed.

After Tu Jingmin skillfully fixed his shoulder, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This person's physical fitness is much better than ordinary people, as long as it is confirmed that there are no other negative conditions such as infection after surgery, there should be no accident.

Wiping the dense sweat stains on his forehead, Tu Jingmin waved his hand.

An assistant Ma Li packed up and pushed Han Dong to the monitoring room.

Han Dong's eyes were already able to open, and when he was pushed out, he saw Xia Meng, Pi Wenbin, Ouyang Min and others.

Xia Mengming knew that he was fine, but his eyes were red again, followed the car, and quietly grabbed Han Dong's other hand.

Han Dong didn't dare to look at her, pretending to be tired and closing his eyes to recuperate.

Touched by her concern, but also invisible fear.

I'm afraid that everything will be another flash, and after the period of mood swings, the recovery will be the same.

He didn't dare to fall into this vortex easily.

The months of marriage came from psychological humiliation, compromise, and memorization.

How could a person fall in love with another person so quickly, it is nothing more than gratitude.

The last thing he wanted was that Xia Meng was grateful to him.

After all, it was also the beginning of the mental slowdown, pretending to be asleep at first, and slowly falling into sleep.

Everything was quiet and lonely.

may have been stimulated by today's events, and those fragments that hadn't flashed in my mind for a while came one after another.

The period of dealing with Wu Yunkui was the most dangerous period of his enlistment career.

More than 20 comrades-in-arms cooperated in peacekeeping to protect the security of their allies......

Bombs, black guns.

Walking on the streets requires undivided attention.

There are countless pictures of the death of his comrades-in-arms that Han Dong has experienced with his own eyes, and these people may not even know their names, and they are forbidden to be exposed.

Only the grief-stricken family members came to bring the ashes back and bury them in the martyrs' cemetery......

He was like the walking dead during that period.

Seeing that the comrades-in-arms are decreasing one by one, the situation is becoming more and more uncontrollable. I saw that someone buried him under him, using his body to block the impact of the violent explosion.

How can he let others give up their lives to save him?

Repressed, angry, violent, impulsive.

After all kinds of emotions were exhausted, he couldn't bear the pressure of the tide, and after the death of another comrade-in-arms, he infiltrated the base camp of the rebel leader Charles with a mortal heart.

Blood, fire, countless disgraced eyes before death.

Alone in the tiger's den, never returned.

But in the end, he found out that his comrades-in-arms came to help, and he picked up his life.

If it weren't for the efforts of the nobles to preserve that situation, Han Dong would have been sent to a military court, and he might even be sentenced to more than ten years in prison.

Because of this, he was transferred back to Shangjing.

The experience is destined to be imprinted in the mind like a tattoo and will never be forgotten.

The intense pain in his limbs made him suddenly open his eyes.

There is sunshine, bright and gentle.

Unknowingly, he was transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward.

His throat was like a fire, Han Dong was stunned for a while, and he held the side of the bed with his intact left hand and prepared to get up.

It was difficult to accomplish this little thing when he was weak, and the green tendons on his forehead protruded, and he was forced to sit up straight.

The dizziness of the whirlwind made him get used to it for a long time.

The door, creaky and squeaked open.

Xia Meng walked in with a nurse, still in the same clothes as when she saw her yesterday, with messy hair and wrinkled clothes. It's like two women who usually pay attention to dressing up and are extremely exquisite.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a hospital bed not far away, where she should have slept all night.

Seeing Han Dong sit up, the nurse exclaimed, "Eh, why are you up!"

Xia Meng hurriedly stepped forward: "Lie down." ”

She was told by the doctor that Han Dong was fine, and her heart was much more relaxed. He turned around and asked, "The temperature was always high last night, so don't get in the way!"

"Normal reaction after surgery, it's okay. ”

Xia Meng smiled and thanked him, seeing that Han Dong was in good spirits, he didn't force him to lie down anymore, took a pillow and put it behind him, and put the bed down a little.