"Why are you here?" As soon as the nurse turned two pages, her face changed dramatically, and there was a slight hint of blame in her words. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Han Zhun rushed forward with an arrow and couldn't help but ask, "How is he?" Where is he now? ”

The nurse looked at him with a complicated expression, moved her lips, and finally just said, "Come with me, I'll take you to see him." ”

Han Zhun just wanted to take a step, but his center of gravity was unstable and he almost fell to the ground. He Jinshu was quick by his side, and he helped him, and suddenly Han Zhun's weight was all pressed on He Jinshu.

"Cheer up." He whispered in his ear.

Han Zhun held He Jinshu's arm, step by step, slowly and heavily, and followed the nurse upstairs.

He didn't know what lay ahead, but faintly, he didn't want to know.

Finally, led by the nurse, they came to the door. Han Zhun's legs trembled, and he clung to He Jinshu tightly, but he didn't dare to move forward any further.

The doctor who received the notice had already rushed over at this moment, and when he saw Han Zhun and He Jinshu, he quickly stepped forward and introduced to them: "I am the chief surgeon of the patient, he was sent to the hospital because of a car accident, and I am responsible for the rescue." ”

As if he had seen the last straw, Han Zhun grabbed the doctor's upper arm, kept shaking it, and repeatedly confirmed, "He's fine, right?" The surgery went well, right? Tell me he's fine, tell me he's fine! ”

The doctor looked at him in embarrassment, and although he was used to such a scene, he still couldn't bear it.

"I'm sorry ......"

As soon as he spoke, Han Zhun interrupted him almost frantically: "I don't want to listen to I'm sorry, you can't say I'm sorry!" You say it again, he's fine, right, you say it again! ”

"Han Zhun, don't be like this!" He Jinshu tried to pull him away from behind him, but was thrown away by Han Zhun fiercely.

"Doctor, doctor, you are about to say that he is fine, you can say it quickly......" Han Zhun's voice turned from high to low, and slowly became pleading.

The doctor turned his face away and said ruthlessly, "I'm sorry, we've done our best." When the patient arrived, his organs had ruptured due to the violent impact, he was bleeding profusely, and he was delayed on the road, missing the best time for rescue. I'm sorry, I hope you will mourn and inform his family as soon as possible to deal with the aftermath. ”

"Don't, don't, doctor...... Doctor......! Han Zhun couldn't care if he was in the hospital at the moment, he roared loudly, wanting to hold the doctor and reverse all this. He Jinshu hugged him tightly and didn't let him rush forward, and the nurse also whispered comfortingly: "You calm down, the doctor has done his best!" ”

Han Zhun, who had to accept this fact, weakened his legs and fell heavily to the ground. He Jinshu squatted down beside him, he opened his mouth, but found that his throat was bitter and he couldn't say anything.

"You ...... Want to go in and see him one last time? The nurse asked softly.

"Okay, thank you, nurse." The answer was He Jinshu. He patted Han Zhun on the shoulder, slowly helped him up, and kept saying in his ear, "Han Zhun, this is the last one." Go and see him, aren't you here to see him? ”

Han Zhun had a gloomy face and slowly stood up without saying a word. He Jinshu supported him behind him, and was struggled away by Han Zhun. With difficulty, he took a step forward. Seeing this, the nurse hurriedly went over to help open the door. He Jinshu didn't dare to speak, but silently followed behind Han Zhun.

In just a few steps, it seems that a lifetime of strength has been exhausted, but there is still no end in sight. Han Zhun stood at the door, not daring to look inside.

He stood for a long, long time, and finally, he made up his mind to step into this room and see Li Zhijun for the last time. He Jinshu gently supported him behind him, ready to accompany him into the room.

"No, I'll go by myself, can you wait for me outside?" Han Zhun waved his hand and refused He Jinshu's accompaniment.

He Jin was stunned for a moment, but still stopped. Han Zhun walked into the room, and the nurse closed the door from the outside, and stood on the side of the door with He Jinshu.

The small room is exactly the same as in the TV series, with dim chandeliers, a cold white light enveloping everything, no windows, no decoration and furnishings. In the center of the room, a narrow hospital bed was left alone, and at this moment there was a man lying flat on the bed, his whole body illuminated by a pure white sleeping sheet, and his face and body could not be seen clearly.

Han Zhun walked to the side of the bed and stared at the human face faintly appearing on the sheets. This is Li Zhijun, this is not Li Zhijun, is this Li Zhijun? He couldn't tell, and he couldn't speculate. In the middle of the night, he stretched out his hand to lift the list, but found that his hand was shaking uncontrollably. Han Zhun looked at his hand hanging in the air, and his heart was inexplicably raised to his throat.

Could it be him?

Han Zhun forced himself to exert force on his hands, and ruthlessly ripped off the sheets covering the bed. That human face was clearly displayed in front of him in an instant, and Han Zhun immediately closed his eyes and didn't want to look at it, but in fact, he had already seen this appearance at that moment.

It's really him.

Why is his heart still so frantic even though he has confirmed it? Han Zhun had never felt like this at this moment, his heart, spleen, lungs, all his organs and skin were as if they were being burned, hot, burning, and melting! He was uncomfortable, but he was silently enduring it, he looked at Li Zhijun in front of him, lying there calmly and serenely, when he remembered that he would never sit up again, he would not cry or laugh, Han Zhun's heart was as uncomfortable as a thousand cuts.

A tear fell gently from his face and fell on Li Zhijun's eyelids that would never open again.

Tears ran down the contours of Li Zhijun's eyes, all the way down the corners of his eyes to his temples, and it looked like he was crying too.

Han Zhun stared at that familiar face, the sadness in his heart that had already been overloaded was about to crush him, even though thousands of thoughts flashed through his heart, he still couldn't spit out a word.

He breathed heavily, feeling only that he was starved of oxygen and was stepping on the edge of death. In the end, a second before Han Zhun was about to suffocate, he tried his best to push open the door in the room. With a deserter-like attitude, he completely left Li Zhijun's world.

This goodbye will never be seen again.

Han Zhun, who had regained fresh air, couldn't hold back any longer, he hugged He Jinshu, who was closest to the door, and began to gasp for breath like the rest of his life. He Jin stood in place in a daze, and it took him a long time to react, he patted his back lightly, and did not say anything of relief.

Han Zhun gradually calmed down, but his heart still seemed to be hollowed out, and when he stretched out his hand again, his face was already full of tears. (To be continued.) )