Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Taste of Desire
Hospital, still the same ward, still the same patients, the difference is the reason for coming in. Yang Qiu lay motionless on the hospital bed, cold all over, like a corpse, unconscious. His body was full of large and small tubes, his face was pale, and he didn't know the pain, so he couldn't support it.
A male doctor walked in and sighed helplessly when he saw Yang Qiu's state. Wu Tong, who was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, immediately stood up unwillingly, and ran to the doctor with red eyes and asked.
"Is the doctor really not working? Isn't this the best hospital in the city? Isn't there more advanced equipment? Why not? He can't die! The doctor will please save him, okay?"
"Alas...... I want to save too. However, he lost too much blood to be saved. When you send him over, he's almost like a dried corpse, and his body has lost its hematopoietic function. This is the first time I have encountered such a patient, and even if I give him a blood transfusion, it will not work. Didn't you try it last night? The blood transfused was inexplicably drained, and I don't know how to do it. ”
The doctor's face was quite embarrassed, Wu Tong knew at a glance that there was no hope, and fell into despair, but he was unwilling to give up like this. She and the person who had been thinking about her for so long finally got together after more than ten years, but the other party was going to die now, she didn't want to lose Yang Qiu, so she squirmed her mouth, and hurriedly and stubbornly stepped forward to ask, trying to seek hope.
"Miss. It's not that I can't help you, it's that I really can't save you. This gentleman, he is hopeless. Unless his bodily functions are able to regain his hematopoietic function, otherwise...... Alas, forget it, if you don't believe me, please be smart. I'm leaving. ”
It's a pity that in exchange for a desperate answer, the male doctor shook off Wu Tong's hand and left without looking back, leaving Wu Tong with an indifferent back.
"How so?"
Wu Tong's body trembled, and the tide of thought suddenly poured into his mind like a spring, turning into a familiar picture that appeared vividly in front of his eyes. A dirty little boy and an equally dirty little girl were playing with mud by the river, and the little girl would accidentally fall down from time to time, but the little boy would come to help and comfort him every time.
If the little girl accidentally broke her knee, the little boy would use saliva as a potion and apply it to the little girl's wound, telling the little girl that this was the dirt way to stop the bleeding.
As soon as the little girl is bullied, the little boy will stand up to protect the little girl, even if he can't beat it, he will bravely hug the little girl and use his body to beat the little girl.
The little girl is sometimes very naughty, plays more crazy than the boys, and often accidentally loses her shoes, but every time the little boy will help her find them. If they can't find it, the little boy will change his shoes for the little girl, so that it will not be the little girl who will return to the orphanage to be trained, but the little boy.
Later, the little girl was adopted, and before taking it away, she pinched an ugly clay doll and gave it to the little boy, and promised the little boy that she would definitely come to the little boy when she grew up. Who knew that when the girl really grew up, she returned to the orphanage to find out that the little boy had also been adopted, and that he had gone far, far away.
The little girl thought that her life was missed with the little boy like this, and she secretly cried all night, but by chance, more than ten years later, she actually saw the little clay figure she pinched back then.
Thinking of this, Wu Tong finally couldn't control his feelings anymore, turned around suddenly, lay on Yang Qiu's body and cried loudly, beating Yang Qiu ruthlessly while crying, and it was difficult to accept the fact that the little boy who grew up was about to leave him.
"Brother Loach, Brother Loach!!How can you die? You can't die!
It's a pity that it doesn't work, Yang Qiu can't even breathe now, and no matter how much Wu Tong beats and scolds, he doesn't react.
But at this time, Wu Tong didn't notice that when her tears fell on Yang Qiu's chest, they penetrated her clothes and made contact with her shriveled chest, and the tears accumulated more and more, and because the skin was too dry and the pores completely lost their contraction, they successfully entered the heart.
There happened to be a cold key lying there, which was gradually disappearing in the silent process, becoming more and more transparent, and there was already a small half. But when Wu Tong's tears came here after many barriers, and when they dripped on the key with a "snap", it instantly brought the key, which was like a dead thing, trembling slightly, back to life.
Then, in an instant, not only did the half of the missing key grow back all at once, but even the missing green light erupted again, illuminating every corner of Yang Qiu's internal organs. Covered in green light, all the organs that had stopped working began to rotate slowly, like gears that had regained their kinetic energy.
At the same time, the heart finally "thumped" and began to be made drop by drop as the internal organs were restored, and they were sent to all corners of the body, at a very fast speed. Then, just like that, Yang Qiu's body recovered at an astonishing speed, and the wrinkled skin gradually regained moisture.
It didn't take long for Yang Qiu to finally wake up, and when he saw Wu Tong lying in his arms crying silently, his heart was suddenly filled with deep doubts, and there was also a strong incomprehension in his eyes, but before he could ask the reason, he was gagged by a warm embrace, Wu Tong suddenly didn't care about the fact that he was taking advantage of himself, and took the initiative to put his towering crisp chest on his face.
Is this girl crazy?
Yang Qiu suddenly became even more confused, and was about to enjoy this hard-won ** time before asking the other party, but a call suddenly sounded in his ears, which instantly made his whole person stunned, completely stunned, just like Wu Tong, who witnessed the little clay figure not long ago, and gradually wrote more and more shock and excitement in his eyes.
"Brother Loach! Great! Great! Great!You're really alive, it's great!!"
Brother Loach, in Yang Qiu's memory, only one person can use this title.
It was he who had been searching for ten years to no avail, even if he became a rich young master, and the beauties around him were like clouds, he did not give up looking for the little girl. Suddenly looked up at Wu Tong's right hand, and saw that the other party was holding an ugly but familiar little clay figure tightly, Yang Qiu smiled for a moment and narrowed his eyes happily.
However, at this moment, in the northwest, thousands of miles away, Du Zhe in the middle of an alley was very unhappy.
Just now, there was a faint half of the key on the left hand, but suddenly the remaining half of the key not only failed to return to the final position, but took away the half that had been returned to the place again, the angry body trembled, stood up directly from the ground, packed up things, did not do business, and left the alley without a stick of incense, leaving only the guests with a look of inexplicability.
"That's all for today. Want to find me and come back tomorrow. ”