Aya squatted in the bathroom for a long time, understanding what the man was hiding with the strong smell of smoke.

Eventually, she opened the backyard door and lifted the skin of the grass with the drain mouth underneath.

The sky was bright, and the blood water flowing at the mouth of the drain pipe was clearly illuminated, and I don't know how much, as if it could not be finished, mixed with the sewage of other households, sliding slowly.

A huge smell of blood permeated the meadow.

Aya put the turf back down, hunched her back, and suppressed her crying.

She was afraid that she would look too embarrassed, so she hurriedly covered her eyes with a cold towel and went upstairs.

Ziming took two small ones, very well-behaved, and gathered around the door of the bedroom, even if he was emotional, no one went in.

Zhang Ziming leaned against the wall and looked at Aya with dark eyes.

Jiashu bit her lip and looked at her mother as well.

Aya leaned against the door and listened for a while, but there was no movement.

He must be tired.

She pushed the door open slightly.

The wind from the window pierced through the space through the gap in the door, and Aya opened the door wider, and she walked in, and there was no smell in the room.

She was followed by children.

Several people saw that on the unobstructed one-meter-and-five-wide mattress, there was a slender figure, and a thin blanket was spread from his chest to his ankles.

Aya saw his feet, slender and thin, with a pale complexion, but with ten toes.

He was in a coma.

Jiashu led his sister to the side of the bed, the child was as quiet as jade, and after watching for a long time, his little hand reached to his mouth and tightly covered his gradually rapid breathing.

The small body trembled violently.

Jiashu couldn't control his crying.

Aya lowered her eyes and walked over, hugged her son to her lap, and when she squatted down, Xiao Shu turned around and threw herself into her arms, grabbing her clothes with trembling hands

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"I know, Xiao Shu is uncomfortable, my mother knows ......" She had red eyes, and there were only these few words over and over, and she couldn't comfort her son: "Shh, let's not quarrel with Dad, Dad is tired, let him rest." ”

Jia Shu choked up, his little hands kept rubbing the corners of his eyes, crystal tears were hanging on his beautiful eyelashes, and he asked twitchingly, "Can I hug Daddy?" ”

He knew why Daddy died to save him, and he didn't need to be told by others, he understood everything.

He survived, and Daddy paid with his life for it.

He hadn't told anyone about that oppressive feeling, not even Mommy, it was the most painful secret in his little heart.

Aya hugged her son distressedly, "Wait a minute, Dad may not be feeling well, let's wait for him to get better, okay." ”

"Yes! I'm waiting for Daddy, Daddy is so strong, Daddy is like a mountain, as long as he opens his eyes, he will smile at me. ”

When her son's mood stabilized a little, Aya asked Ziming to take the two little ones downstairs first to get them something to eat.

Zhang Ziming carried the dozing Jiabao with one arm, and led the crying and swollen eyes of Jiashu with one hand to the downstairs.

He first asked a restaurant in the seven-kilometer market to deliver dinner.

Dinner came, and when he saw that the two little ones had eaten clean, and bathed them again, and put them to bed, everything was all right, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The crescent moon rises, and the summer night is accompanied by the sound of a port not far away.

He walked outside the door, lit a cigarette, and walked around the yard, not seeing the half-used jeep parked on the side of the street in the afternoon.

After a moment of contemplation, he pulled out his phone.

He Aya couldn't think of so much for the time being, so he would deal with it and notify Xi Zilin in the country first.

After making this call, he dialed another series of numbers, the informant of the K gang in the seven-kilometer market, a PHS with all kinds of first-hand information, he has been following the clues in the past two years, mainly checking the Ukrainian police, he has always wanted to find out how the body of Xicheng was disposed of at that time.

Today, the sudden arrival of this stubble made him happy and surprised, and directly saved trouble.

He asked the informant to find out what the smuggling ferries were yesterday and today.

He felt that Xi Cheng might have been smuggled from somewhere, but that was just speculation on his part.

Zhang Ziming entered the house after smoking, went to see the two sleeping little guys, closed the door and went upstairs.

The woman moved a stool to the edge of the bed, but she didn't sit down, she leaned over to see something.

Zhang Ziming knocked on the door.

Aya turned her head, her eyes wet.

"Why are you crying again? Is he bad? Zhang Ziming frowned and walked in.

Aya raised her hand to wipe her tears, and the black cap in her right hand was gently placed on the side of his face.

Zhang Ziming walked to the lamp and saw it, his eyebrows twisted, although he only saw half of his head, the long stitched scar between the hair strands was dazzling.

Along the lines of the scar, the hair turns white, and from a distance it looks like it has been dyed.

He didn't know how to comfort the woman on the chair who was almost collapsing, and sighed softly: "This is a brain surgery, He Aya, who is Xicheng?" He's survived, what he doesn't want you to see, what he doesn't want you to see, you pretend you don't know, and when he wakes up, you don't look like this......"

"En......" Aya repeated softly as she suppressed her sobbing voice, "I know, I don't look like this."

。 ”

Zhang Ziming's mobile phone rang.

He walked outside the door and answered, and came back to tell Aya, "It is likely that he entered the country illegally from Belarus, and the man who was with him had a face and physical signs of Russian origin, but I have not been able to find out his identity." ”

"Belarus?" Aya was a little confused.

Zhang Ziming nodded, "So it's hard to say where he has been in the past two years." ”

Aya turned her head and looked at his emaciated face, the handsome contour lines had not changed, and Aya didn't dare to touch what his body under the thin blanket had become.

She was stunned for a while, and Tong Ziming shook her head, "Don't worry about those first, I don't know anything about his current physical condition, this is what I'm anxious about, Ziming, can you find a way to find that Russian man?" Only he knows. ”

Zhang Ziming went out to call again, but there was little progress.

The two of them stayed until dawn, and he still didn't move, occasionally only twitching his hands and feet once or twice, as if unconscious.

Cold sweat broke out on his body, but Aya didn't know if she could lift the quilt and change his clothes for him, which meant moving him.

Fortunately, shortly after the next morning, the Russian man appeared.

As soon as he arrived, he proposed many arrangements, and Aya tried to communicate with him, but he was tough.

The man said he had found a single-family villa in a good location, relatively secluded, and close to a private hospital in Odessa, and wanted to move Xicheng away.

"Sir, my husband is not awake yet, and the bumps will make him unwell."

"That's what he meant." The man tugged at his lips.

She and Zhang Ziming looked at each other, Ziming pursed his lips and nodded.

The single-family house is in the southwest of Odessa, handing over to another city, and on the way to move, Zhang Ziming received a call from Xi Zilin and was at the airport.

Aya was cautious: "Zilin is the only one who came, right?" ”

"I'm not stupid, the news that he is still alive, the less people know about it, the better."

Ziming is doing things, and Aya is very relieved.

But as soon as he arrived at the single-family villa, his condition was not right, as if he had not woken up, and suddenly he could not breathe on his own.

The Russian man brutally stabbed his throat with the barrel of the pen, Aya was thrilled to see, but could not stop it, there was only this one 'doctor' in the house at present, and after a while, there was a white car whistle outside, Zhang Ziming led the medical staff in, Aya was obeying the command of the Russian man, and he did not dare to move and grabbed the pen tube that was stuck into his throat.

Xi Zilin came in with the medical staff.

I didn't have time to say hello, but I saw the accompanying doctor hurriedly patting him on the chest and saying, "The subcutaneous surface bleeding caused by exchange blood is serious, look at these horrible bruises!" Respiratory failure, severe dehydration, hemothorax plus acute renal failure, gosh! How did he survive last night, his life hung by a thread! ”

"Transfusion?" Xi Zilin's voice trembled and she looked at Aya.

Aya was at a loss.

The medical staff replaced him with a long leg, and took the elevator from the second floor to the first floor of the villa, she was so frightened that she couldn't cry, and desperately ran behind, the Russian man angrily stopped her at the door, and whispered in English: "Madam, he can feel your every move in a coma, don't add to the chaos!" Hanging by a thread? Oh, it's been a common occurrence in the past two years, just get used to it! ”

Aya was speechless.

Her mind was confused, and when she regained consciousness, she and her son and daughter, Zi Ming, and Zi Lin were waiting at the door of the operating room of the private hospital

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Six hours.

He was pushed out.

Aya was almost numb, but her chest was relieved.

He was admitted directly to the ICU for intensive care, and the doctor strictly refused to visit.

Everyone was quiet.

In the evening, Aya sends the children back to the villa first.

But she found that the people around the villa were guarded, all of them were foreign faces, black clothes and black pants, and they looked serious.

Aya looked at Ziming suspiciously.

Zhang Ziming shook his head, "I didn't arrange it." ”

"That's?"

"It's me!"

Aya is looking for prestige, it's the Russian man.

He came out of the villa and told Aya, "It's safe here, can you put the child here, do you want to go to the hospital?" ”

Aya nodded.

Getting into the car, she asked his name.

The man looked a little tired, but by this time, his temper had improved, and he said, "You can call me Nicholas like the boss." ”

“boss？”

Nicholas shrugged, "Your husband. ”

Aya was full of questions.

Nicholas lowered his head, wiped the gun in his hand, and then pinned it to his waist, he raised his eyes to look at Aya, and smiled a little: "He is my boss, in the 2002 Russian arms/arms deal, his subordinates showed mercy to let my Asnan faction survive, speaking of the godfather's son, he killed him because of me." ”

He crooked his bearded mouth, "Madame is more anxious about what happened two years ago, right?" ”

Aya clenched the gauze in her hand, her pupils constricted.

"He was injected with high-purity conchin and was almost beaten and crippled into the sea, I saved him, and he could have been detoxified in time, but the mafia was really hateful, and he was worried that he would escape from death, and he searched closely in the sea, which delayed time. City, he is really immortal, ordinary people like him, the sea has long been submerged, he was dead for nearly seventeen hours, and the doctor I found in the black clinic declared him brain dead, and there was no way to recover. When I was about to bury him, his fingers were moving. ”

"But you must have heard that high-purity conch will kill and save a life due to poison in the brain and marrow, but you don't know how long to breathe, and countless sequelae will accompany you for a lifetime. His condition was terrible, I transported him to my territory in Belarus, he didn't wake up for half a year at first, and when he woke up, he was going crazy, self-harming, drug/addiction, he lost his memory and turned black and white upside down, and it was very painful. Later, I found a doctor in a Russian hospital, and I used a forbidden prescription, that is, exchange transfusion. ”

"You have to replace half of the poisonous blood in your body when you are conscious, so as to slowly reduce the solubility and concentration of residual poison, but he is still not in a good state, the conch erodes the brain, concentrates in the occipital lobe of his brain, and tortures him day and night It is better to die, he has had three brain surgeries, and in the most serious case, we recommend that he amputate his right limb, which can effectively prevent the conch from eroding from the femoral artery upwards, but he refuses."

Nicholas looked at her, "It's not hard to guess who he's insisting on for whom." ”

For two years, Nicholas has witnessed all his struggles, pains and tribulations, and when he says a few words, a big man will inevitably have red eyes.

He shrugged, "No matter how detailed I am, I can't say, madam, as long as you know, he's not easy."

。 Especially after knowing your whereabouts, after you have a child, he refuses to die with a breath, that crippled body, cold instruments are stirred up and sewn up all day long, and what is worse is that he has to quit drugs, the most exaggerated time is three critical illness notices in two weeks, three times, madam, you can't imagine, this guy ...... Alas. ”

Only a deep sigh remained.

Aya's whole person was stunned, she couldn't describe the sharp pain of her heart, and she couldn't even shed tears smoothly.

He is only one person, fighting against illness, fighting against poison, and worrying about her and the child.

It turned out that he knew it all.

It turned out that he was in Belarus.

What kind of will does he have?

All that she experienced, Nicholas understated, she simply could not imagine.

Three critical illness notices in two weeks, what did he look like when he was poisoned, and did he have tears in his eyes when he missed her and missed her child?

She knew he wasn't dead.

It's not that he won't come to see her, it's that he can't.

Aya thought of the harbor falling into the deep sea and picking up her dolphins.

It was never a dream, nor was it an accident.

Half a year after she committed suicide, he appeared.

He turned out to be ...... Knowing that she is waiting, knowing that she is tired of waiting, pity her so far.

Such a man, he is such a man, planting a soft pain in her heart.

……**……

He was in the ICU for twenty-one days.

The doctor was right, he had a large hemothorax, and the lobes of his lungs were also oozing blood, which was coagulation dysfunction caused by exchange transfusion, and after the operation, his chest cannulation could not be removed, and it was inserted all the time, and waste blood flowed out of the tube every day, and he shivered with pain when he breathed.

Nicholas was right, the way he looked, she couldn't look at it, and it was no less torture than it was for her.

When Aya held her hand, he could clearly feel the torture and pain he was suffering, he couldn't use painkillers, he was hidden, and the doctor also said that he had to cough hard, breathe deeply, and expel the blood clots in his lungs, when he coughed, it was Aya's most uncomfortable time, seeing him convulsing and unable to help him share a trace of pain, his body was cramping, and cold sweat could often soak the sheets.

Sometimes Aya looks at him like that, and she can't help but wonder if he was more miserable than this in those two years? Is it better for him to die?

But whether he is awake or asleep, he will hold Aya's hand tightly.

Aya's tears fell on the back of his hand, and he could feel it, he didn't talk to her, but he would look at her with deep eyes, and sometimes he was harsh because she couldn't hide her crying, he was in a bad spirit, but his gaze was as tough as ever, hiding the deep will of a strong man.

Aya gently stroked his cold and stiff fingers with her fingers, she wanted to lie in his arms, but she didn't dare to touch, she always cried and said to him: "I'm waiting for you, my son and daughter are also waiting for you, I know what you mean, give you time, the doctor said, stay for another month, and you will be discharged." In fact, even so, as long as you are there, as long as I can hear your breathing, I am so content. ”

I love you.

The two brown eyelashes blinked, and Ayachai, he wanted to hug her too.

Looking deeply at each other in silence, even if you are so weak, your eyes are still charming, surround my heart, such a man who stands up to the sky and kills with iron and blood.