In these days when Lin Ze was unconscious. Fang Susu almost didn't untie his clothes, and waited for him without sleep. Even though the originally bright and moving cold face gradually became haggard and pale, she still refused to take a step out of the ward, and no one persuaded her.

The beautiful black and white eyes were dry of tears, red and swollen, full of bloodshots, until now they are scattered and unfocused. Not to mention the female colleagues of the National Security Bureau, even the little nurses in the hospital were moved by this cold and somewhat unapproachable woman.

Is the man lying on the hospital bed the lover who swore an alliance with her? Is it a lover who made an appointment with her to be with her for the rest of her life?

In addition to being moved, the little nurses also speculated with self-judgment that if their boyfriend or husband had an accident, would they have the perseverance to take care of them and serve them?

However, there are some problems that can only be known to the end when they are really faced, and any assumptions and thinking are useless.

Lin Ze had been lying on the hospital bed for a full week, and the doctors had barely pulled him to the point where he could not die after nearly 24 hours of rescue. But if you want to survive, you have to rely on Lin Ze himself.

Fortunately, the doctor once admitted that Lin Ze's desire to survive is countless times stronger than ordinary people, if he is an ordinary person, or even a strong man, I am afraid that he can be declared dead before he arrives at the hospital. The fact that he has been able to survive until now, and who is in a state where he cannot die or wake up temporarily under the rescue of doctors, is a huge shock to experienced doctors.

If you can survive to the hospital and not die, it will be difficult to die again.

A veteran doctor lamented: "No matter how bad it is, it will only be reduced to a vegetative state, and based on the current level of medicine, the possibility of the death of this patient with amazing willpower is very small." ”

Vegetable?

This is a terrible result for Fang Susu. Also a heavy blow.

But no matter how heavy the tone of the hospital's announcement was, Fang Susu had no intention of leaving. He held on, insisted on going to the hospital, and Fang Susu would also hold on, and persist until he woke up, and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was himself.

This is Fang Susu's promise to Lin Ze, and it is also her confidence in Lin Ze.

He will wake up. Will definitely wake up. Fang Susu adheres to this belief.

Except for a few NSA officials who came to visit during the week, the courtyard has been relatively deserted. Not to mention the high-level leaders of the national security group, who came to visit this major contributor who almost became a vegetative person in order to protect the national first-class dignitary, they did not even make a condolence call.

Fang Susu felt so aggrieved and heartbroken.

Why is this happening?

It is clear that there is a loophole in the layout of the head of the security system, revealing a breakthrough, which leads to a hole in the gang of terrorists to exploit. But Lin Ze risked his life to keep the Empress safe. But why are you reluctant to make even a condolence call? Are they really that busy?

Fang Susu looked at Lin Ze, who had a haggard face, lying weakly on the bed, and warm tears were pouring down again.

She once despised Lin Ze for his unruly behavior.

She once despised Lin Ze for recklessly beating up his boss.

She even thinks that Lin Ze is a lawless fringe agent who can do whatever he wants with a little strength.

She- she knew she was wrong. And it's ridiculously wrong.

Is he such a person? Such a national security agent?

No.

Perhaps his style of conduct will make some high-level officials dissatisfied, and perhaps his actions will damage the interests of some high-level leaders and slap them in the face. But it is undeniable that everything he does is for the glory of the country, the security of the country. He did it before, and he does it now, and has paid a heavy price for it many times, in blood, and even in his life.

Such a man, a young man who is only 21 years old, but has shed his blood for the country for nearly seven years, is really not worthy of a condolence call from the top of the national security leadership?

She is really aggrieved and sad.

Lin Ze's indifferent but slightly gloomy look echoed in his mind when he was discussing his situation. Does he really care? Can he really put it down? Do you really not mind paying so much for the country, only to be trampled under the feet of those high-ranking officials in the end, and even almost expelled from the country?

Maybe he really doesn't care, but she does! She is distressed, she feels sorry for Lin Ze! She's not worth it, she's not worth it for Lin Ze!

He doesn't deserve such treatment, as his father said, he is a hero, a hero of the country! But why doesn't anyone regard him as a hero, or even as a dog slave who comes and goes when he calls? Is he really that cheap? was hurt again and again by the national security, but in the end, because of his own persuasion, he stood in the most dangerous position to protect the Queen of England without hesitation?

Fang Susu was not worth it for him and was wronged for him. I also hated why I asked him for help.

He was already in trouble, and his stomach was troubled. But he still has to ask him to protect the Empress, isn't he tired? Isn't it hard? A scar and gunshot wound all over his body, doesn't he hurt? Isn't it bitter?

But every time I met him, he was talking and laughing, and even had a bit of a flamboyant tongue, like a scoundrel.

Is that the real him? Or is he just hiding his true self with a cynical, bohemian false mask?

He is bitter, who can he tell him?

He is tired, who can tell him?

He can't walk anymore and wants to rest, who will be considerate of him and feel distressed?

He smashed his teeth and swallowed everything, and he didn't confide in anyone about all his sadness, grievances, unwillingness, and even anger. Like an old scalper who never tires and has no ego. Year after year, day after day, bending over and sweating, exhausting the last trace of mental strength - "Lin Ze, please, you must wake up." If you don't wake up, who will I say sorry to me full of guilt? Fang Susu tightly held Lin Ze's palm, which was as rough as a migrant worker, and muttered hoarsely.

-- Xu Jizhong is a department-level cadre and an official in charge of the British Queen's visit to China. In Yanjing, a city where there are so many officials that a brick can stun a few department-level cadres on the road, his position is not high, but on the one hand, he is a Beijing official, and on the other hand, he is strong in the background, and has enough development prospects. Otherwise, he would not have been able to get this very political errand.

But now, he is waiting anxiously outside the door of a VIP room in the State Guesthouse, waiting for the Queen of England to receive him.

Frankly speaking, he has been scolded by his boss, and if he can no longer appease Her Majesty the Empress who was assassinated in Huaxia. He was really worried that his career would be over.

After waiting for ten minutes, Xu Jizhong waited for the reception of the Empress Ying.

The door opened, and he was greeted by a beautiful English girl, and he sat down in the small living room of the suite, waiting for the appearance of the Queen with numb hands and feet.

It stands to reason that he is unlikely to be received by the Queen of England alone. But for some reason, when he was on the phone with this beautiful British girl, he was casually asked a few words about the status of the Queen's personal bodyguard, and he actually got such a precious opportunity to meet.

He decided to put down his old face to curry favor with Her Majesty the Queen, who had a far-reaching reputation for iron and blood. As long as she can be smoothed, I believe that her career is still promising.

Knock knock.

The sound of crisp and rhythmic footsteps came, Xu Jizhong quickly got up, bowed his waist slightly, and only used his afterglow to confirm that the woman who walked out of the master bedroom was the person he wanted to see, and then he was busy and said respectfully: "Madam, this time the matter is so big, it is really my negligence, please forgive me." ”

I don't know if he was a little nervous in the face of this most noble woman in the world or confused by emotional agitation, he actually opened his mouth and said an abrupt opening statement, which was not in line with his sleek and sophisticated style in the past. So before he finished speaking, he regretted and hesitated a little.

Yu Guang glanced at the woman opposite who was so beautiful that people didn't dare to look at it without a trace, and a pool of cold sweat immediately broke out on her back.

Fortunately, the Empress of England, who was known as Iron Blood, did not seem to be displeased by her abrupt opening remarks, but raised her jade hand lightly and said politely: "Please take a seat." ”

After Xu Jizhong sat down tremblingly, he lightly took the hot tea handed by Erin, and was about to speak again, but the goddess sitting opposite in an elegant posture asked in fluent Chinese: "How is my personal bodyguard?" ”

Xu Jizhong, who was thinking chaotically and chaoticly, was stunned when he heard this.

The sensitive words of this sentence are 'me' and 'personal bodyguard'. After nearly dozens of seconds of silence, Xu Jizhong, who was thinking about how to give an explanation to this goddess, asked blankly: "Madam is talking about a national security agent?" ”

Xu Jizhong only knew that the people responsible for the safety of the Empress this time were national security agents, and as for the rest, he really didn't care.

"Yes," Elizabeth, who had a quiet and elegant face, was visibly displeased. Even the words became cold.

"Madame, you have a heart. As your bodyguard, it is natural to make certain sacrifices, even your life, to protect your safety. Xu Jizhong patted himself very inappropriately.

"So you don't know how he's doing?" Elizabeth's tone grew colder.

"This—" Xu Jizhong was keenly aware of the goddess's bad tone, as if he minded his actions of belittling the agent and elevating her, and couldn't help but explain. "They're all being treated in intensive care hospitals, so they'll be fine."

"The day before yesterday I asked for a list of security guards and pay the highest respect to all the elites who were injured and sacrificed because of me." Elizabeth's tone was full of solemnity, and suddenly the conversation changed again. "But there is no name on this list of the personal bodyguard who blocked the knife for me and almost lost his life. I wonder, what's going on? ”

"Who are your bodyguards?" Xu Jizhong asked in fear.

"Lin Ze. Mr. Lim. Elizabeth said solemnly.

"He." Xu Jizhong's face softened, and he smiled bitterly. "I've heard his name, and he shouldn't be a national security agent on the list, so it's not surprising that Madame, you don't have his name on the list you have."

"Not an in-house agent but on a Level 1 mission?" Erin, who was standing on the side, interjected with some unhappiness. "I want to know! Is this your country's failure to pay attention to the safety of your wife, or is it the National Security Agency's trampling on a good super agent? ”

As soon as he was questioned by Erin's escalation to international relations, Xu Jizhong panicked. hurriedly explained: "I will investigate this matter clearly, and I will definitely give Madame a satisfactory explanation." ”

"I'm tired." Elizabeth slowly got up and said expressionlessly. "Please come back."

Erin unceremoniously sent Xu Jizhong away, only to find Elizabeth sitting on the sofa again in a daze. I didn't dare to say anything at the moment, and stood on one side and was silent.

"Mr. Lin, I heard that you haven't woken up yet—when will you wake up?" Elizabeth muttered wistfully. "I can't come and visit you if it's inconvenient for me, but you can come to see me. I'm still waiting for you to take me to eat the famous Quanjude roast duck. ”

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