Nine forty p.m.

Nandu, Jiangdong Province, First People's Hospital, Intensive Operating Room.

Su Mufeng sat on the bench against the wall in the corridor, supported his head with his hands, closed his eyes, and silently prayed for his sister.

The hands on the watch turned slowly, and the ticking sound was like the footsteps of death, stepping on Su Mufeng's heart, almost making him breathless.

Su Mufeng was in a trance, and seemed to be stuck at the moment when he had just received a call from the police in the afternoon.

When he first learned that his sister had been in a car accident, he thought it was a trick of a liar, but when he repeatedly confirmed that the phone number was indeed "110", he was like someone poured a bucket of ice water, and he was cold to the bone.

He didn't know how he got from school to the hospital, but he vaguely remembered the driver's look of pity when he got off the bus.

Su Mufeng is an orphan who grew up in an orphanage with his sister and has been dependent on each other all his life.

He didn't know how his sister would go alone in the future if he didn't survive this time.

"Sister, you must be safe, you have to be safe......"

Finally, the lights on the door of the operating room went out, and the doctor opened the door and walked out of the operating room.

Su Mufeng wanted to stand up immediately for a moment, but his legs were a little paralyzed by the long period of stiffness, and his lips trembled, wanting to ask, but he was worried about hearing the most terrible consequences.

On the other side of the corridor, a middle-aged man stood up, took two steps forward and asked, "Doctor, how is the situation?" ”

The doctor nodded and said, "The patient is out of danger. ”

Just like the death row prisoner on the execution ground was suddenly pardoned before being executed, Su Mufeng's whole person relaxed for a moment, but the doctor's next sentence made his heart tense.

The doctor hesitated for a few seconds before continuing to speak: "However, the violent impact of the car accident caused damage to the patient's brain, and if he continues to be unconscious during the recovery period...... There is a certain possibility of becoming a vegetative person. ”

The middle-aged man's face was a little gloomy when he heard this, but before he could continue to speak, he heard a voice next to him.

"It must be possible, how many possibilities are it?"

Su Mufeng's voice was unusually calm, but it seemed to be accumulating anger and uneasiness, and his eyes were extremely cold.

“…… Probably ......," the doctor hesitated, and said, "About 60 percent." ”

"Really? I understand. Su Mufeng nodded, raised his head a little weakly, and looked at the stripes on the ceiling.

His eyes were calm, but with endless exhaustion.

Yes, very tired, he was really a little tired.

Since childhood, he and his sister have struggled to survive in this cold world, relying on meager government subsidies to survive, and finally waited until he was about to meet the college entrance examination, standing on a new starting line, with a bright future...... But this kind of thing happened.

-- Happy families are all alike, while unhappy families have their own misfortunes.

Su Mufeng suddenly remembered the opening sentence of this world famous book, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, revealing an extremely bitter smile.

The doctor looked at Su Mufeng's expression and wanted to continue to say something, but was interrupted by a middle-aged man waving his hand on the side.

The middle-aged man walked up to Su Mufeng and smiled gently: "Little classmate, uncle has something to say to you......

This is a middle-aged man with a majestic face, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and a Vacheron Constantin watch on his wrist hints at his noble status.

At this moment, his face was full of amiable smiles, like an elder who cared about his juniors, but his eyes revealed a little contempt and disgust that could not be concealed.

Su Mufeng looked at him coldly and said indifferently: "Do you want to talk about how your child went to prison?" ”

This middle-aged man is the father of the perpetrator, and when Su Mufeng first came to the hospital, the middle-aged man wanted to talk to Su Mufeng.

What to talk about? Of course, it's taking the money for personal gain.

At that time, Su Mufeng didn't want to talk to a middle-aged man, because he only cared about his sister's safety.

The current Su Mufeng doesn't want to talk about it, because ...... He just wants to send that perpetrator to jail!

Hearing Su Mufeng's words, the middle-aged man's eyes revealed a bit of anger that could not be concealed, but he was in a high position all the year round, and when he arrived at home, he still smiled gently: "Little classmate, uncle understands your current mood, but there are some things that cannot be controlled by human will......"

"When something like this happened, my uncle was also very sad. But it's your sister's safety that matters first. You two sisters and brothers don't have a stable income, and medical expenses are probably a big problem! ”

"My uncle knew a lot of friends from the transportation department in the city government, and he had heard a lot of similar things. Most of them are resolved privately, for the sake of the patient's safety......"

Between the lines, it seems that Su Mufeng and the others are thinking about each other everywhere, and the words are cordial, but they reveal a bit of vague threat.

I have a background, connections in the transportation sector, and I'm willing to pay a sufficient financial price.

This is the central idea of the middle-aged man's short sentences, Su Mufeng tasted it, and suddenly had an urge to laugh, should it be said that it is really the elite of the upper class? The words are so clever.

After the middle-aged man said these words, he stood leisurely and looked out the window, not at all worried that Su Mufeng would reject him.

In fact, it was precisely because of this that it was impossible for Su Mufeng to refuse him.

The siblings' financial resources are mainly based on government subsidies and the meager manuscript fees obtained by the elder sister from publishing articles in magazines, and it is not easy to make ends meet, let alone meet the high cost of surgery and postoperative recovery.

If Su Mufeng rejected him and chose to go to court, not to mention the probability of winning the lawsuit, the safety of his sister alone would be enough for him to dispel this idea.

This is the pathos of the little man, who had to compromise with the enemy when even the most important person suffered such a cruel injury.

A qiē is just to survive.

In these twenty years of ups and downs, he has made such compromises countless times.

Su Mufeng felt tired from the bottom of his heart again, he closed his eyes, lowered his head, was silent for a long, long time, and then slowly spoke: "I understand." ”

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, beckoned the lawyer next to him to come over, and said with a smile: "My lawyer will negotiate the details with you." ”

The lawyer walked over and glanced at Su Mufeng.

Although he didn't look up, Su Mufeng seemed to feel the pity and sympathy in his eyes.

Su Mufeng felt as if a soft place in his heart had been stabbed hard, he closed his eyes in pain, his nails clenched tightly, almost piercing his palm, and almost bleeding.

He slowly stood up, but instead of looking at the lawyer, he walked to the side of the intensive care unit, where his sister was located.

“…… Wait a minute, I want to calm down before we talk. ”

The lawyer was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by a middle-aged man waving his hand: "Let him be quiet first." I'll go back first, you stay, and give me a call when it's done. ”

The lawyer nodded, watching the middle-aged man leave.

Su Mufeng stood outside the door of the intensive care unit, looking at the thin figure on the hospital bed through the glass.

The girl's face was extremely pale, and her thin body was like a snowflake. Even in a coma, his brow furrowed slightly, as if he was suffering unimaginable pain.

Ventilators and dripping bottles keep her alive.

Maybe she will have to spend the rest of her life like this.

Su Mufeng leaned his head against the glass window weakly, feeling as if his heart was being held tightly by a hand, and he was almost out of breath.

"Sister......

He called softly, like his childhood, when he hugged his sister tightly on a thunderstorm night to keep warm.

But the girl may never hear him again.

Soft murmurs echoed through the dead corridors, but they didn't dispel the nightly stillness of the hospital.

However.

The next moment, this silence was suddenly broken!

【Boom——】

The thunder resounded in the night sky, deafening, and lightning pierced the darkness, dazzling as day in the dimly lit corridors!

The huge sound wave shattered all the glass in an instant, and it also made Su Mufeng's brain dizzy, and there seemed to be an exclamation from the lawyer and the middle-aged man who had not yet gone far in his ears, and it seemed to be as silent as a dead night.

Su Mufeng was dizzy, and looked at the huge ball of light flowing and spinning outside the window in a daze.

[Ball Lightning-]

A strange and familiar term crossed his mind, and he was confused, and for a moment he forgot to dodge.

The next moment, huge ball lightning tore through windows, rushed into the corridor, and then into the intensive care unit.

Su Mufeng woke up from his confusion and dizziness in an instant.

"Sister!"

He rushed into the intensive care unit with a frenzied scream, but he couldn't hear his own voice clearly, and it seemed that only the thin figure was left in front of him.

The next moment.

-- The world is frozen.

It's like a still black-and-white photograph with glass flying in mid-air, a cracked door, and a horrified look on the lawyer's face...... It's all frozen in this moment.