Chapter 745: How could this be?
Deng Liang shrugged his shoulders, and the hand that had been pierced with the needle was copied into his pocket, "I don't know, when I arrived, he was already like this." β
Blackjack pursed his lips, and his already dark face looked even darker.
"Wasn't it okay before?"
Deng Liang took a few steps forward, leaned against the wall, and said in a somewhat tired voice: "I don't know, this good boy!" I finally devised a date for the night, and now I was all messed up by him! After seeing him come out, I can't beat him up! β
Blackjack raised an eyebrow slightly and looked in the direction of the emergency room, "How's he doing?" β
Deng Liang glanced at his line of sight, lazily withdrew his gaze, hooked his lips and sneered, stretched out his long finger and pointed at the wrist of his other hand, "Cut your wrist, this place, five centimeters long, 0.5 centimeters deep wound." What do you think the situation can be? β
"Cut wrists?!" Black Jack's eyes widened in astonishment, he had thought about countless situations on the way here, but he didn't expect it to be a cut wrist?
"Who can cut his wrist?" Black Jack frowned tightly and turned his eyes to look at Deng Liang and asked.
Deng Liang's white shirt was still stained with a little blood, and he looked a little embarrassed.
When Black Jack looked over, he saw that his face suddenly sank, his expression instantly became serious, he raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, and said with a headache, "Besides himself, who else do you think can hurt him under normal circumstances?" β
Blackjack was startled, his mouth slightly open, "Himself? Why? β
Deng Liang shook his head, his brows furrowed even tighter.
"If I had known why, I wouldn't be here now."
He's going to beat him up when fifteen does something fucking stupid like cutting his wrists!
Black Jack looked at Deng Liang's silent appearance, his eyes flickered left and right, he retracted his gaze, looked at the door of the emergency room, and sighed,
"If there is anything, wait for him to come out."
Deng Liang raised his head when he heard this, and looked at the closed door of the emergency room with deep eyes.
Time passed little by little, and the two of them had changed from the initial standing posture to the bench on the side and sat down.
During this time, the light on the door was never dimmed.
Nor did anyone come out of that door.
'Click-'
Just as he was thinking, the door to the closed emergency room suddenly opened, and a nurse wearing a mask and medical gloves came out of it.
The nurse looked out into the hallway with her eyes half-down, her gloves stained with blood, and as soon as she went out, she looked down the hallway. When he saw Deng Liang, he walked over.
Deng Liang's eyes lit up, and he stood up and greeted him.
"Nurse, what's going on inside?"
The nurse took off her mask and revealed the familiar face of the same person who had borrowed his phone to take him for a blood transfusion not long ago.
She shook her head almost inaudibly, looked up at him slightly, and looked at him with a sad face, "The patient's condition is a little complicated, not only the wound on the wrist, but also when we took a blood test, we also found that he had consumed a large amount of sleeping pills. β
"What?!"
The nurse's words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, instantly shocking the two tall and strong men of one meter eight in front of them.
Deng Liang stared at her in disbelief, strode forward a few steps, and clasped the nurse's shoulder, "Say it again?" What else did he eat? β
The nurse was taken aback by Deng Liang's reaction, and stammered and repeated, "We, during the blood test, found that the patient had also consumed a large amount of sleeping pills. β
"He's really crazy!"
When Deng Liang heard this, he suddenly let go of his hand, clenched his fists anxiously, and his eyes swirled in place with scarlet eyes.
Black Jack was not lightly frightened, but his restraint was slightly better than Deng Liang's. He tried to suppress the urge to rush in and bring Fifteen up for questioning.
The corners of his mouth rose, pulling out an expression that looked like crying and laughing, and said in a deep voice: "How is his situation now?" Sleeping pills in the stomach...... Is it washed out? β
This sentence is to the point.
The nurse's face froze for a moment, and then shook her head slightly, "The patient is very weak now and has entered a state of shock, in this case, if you perform forced gastric lavage, it may be ......"
'Bang! β
Deng Liang behind him sat weakly on the chair.
Blackjack looked down, something rolling in his eyes.
How did things come to this?
Blackjack raised his head heavily, staring at the nurse in front of him with a twinkle in his eyes, "So what is your hospital's emergency plan now?!" β
The nurse was startled by Blackjack's eyes and took a small half step back, "We'...... The attending doctor asked me to come out and sign this ...... for you."
As she spoke, the nurse shuddered and took out a piece of paper from behind her.
Blackjack raised his hand and twitched it, and when he saw the title on the paper, his black eyes instantly wrinkled.
- Critical illness notice.
Seeing these words, Blackjack's hand, which was used to holding an automatic rifle, began to tremble slightly.
The momentum of the shot never made him tremble, but now because of a piece of paper, his fingertips are almost unable to grasp this thin one.
"Excuse me, are you a family member of a patient?" The nurse looked at Blackjack's face and cautiously handed over a pen.
Blackjack paused, his gaze swept over the pen, his fingertips slowly tightened, and he was about to crush the paper.
"Hey! You can't-" The nurse sensed something was wrong and immediately stopped him. However, a figure behind her was faster than her, and he grabbed Blackjack's wrist with one step forward.
"Give me the paper, I'll sign."
Deng Liang's eyebrows sank, and he took the crumpled piece of paper from Black Jack's hand. The nurse was startled and hurriedly handed him the pen in her hand.
Deng Liang frowned, without the slightest hesitation, signed his name with a big stroke of the pen, then handed the pen and paper to the nurse, and said in a low voice: "I am his friend, he has no relatives." β
The nurse was stunned for a moment, took the pen and paper, and didn't know whether to count or not, "This...... It's a family member who needs to sign itβ"
"As I said, he has no relatives, and he must have family members." Deng Liang interrupted her words, and a pair of eyes that were deeper than ever slowly raised, "We are his family." β
The nurse was stunned by Deng Liang's eyes, and opened her mouth slightly to say something. Deng Liang lowered his head, glanced at the work card on her chest, and whispered, "Please, Nurse Zhou Zhou." β
Zhou Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then nodded stupidly, "Okay, I know." Then he went into the emergency room without looking back.
The tight door opened and closed, and Zhou Zhou's figure in a nurse's uniform disappeared behind the door.
Almost at the moment when she turned around, the solemnity in Deng Liang's eyes burst out instantly.
"How, how did it become like this......"
Black Jack took a few steps back in disbelief, his long body leaning against the wall, and his face, which had always been very flamboyant, now had an expression called overwhelmed.
Deng Liang shook his head in a trance, then clasped his hands and sat down on the chair heavily, "I don't know, this situation is ...... How could it happen to him? β
Yesterday, he was joking with him.
I can't figure out how a heartless, grin-and-laugh person like Fifteen, who has always only cared about his own happiness, will one day kill himself in such a way.
There was a deathly silence in the hallway.
Black Jack's hanging head suddenly raised, looked at Deng Liang, and said word by word: "Should we call Cui Hong over?" β
If......
If misfortune does happen......
At this time, he thought that Fifteen should have hoped to see Cui Hong.
Deng Liang raised his head, his unfocused gaze slowly focused, he opened his mouth, and said in a dry voice: "Call it, call her." I beat the boss. β
While speaking, Deng Liang reached into his pocket, touched his fingertips, and suddenly remembered that his mobile phone had been left in the car.
"You call, my phone is not there. You call Cui Hong first, and then make a call to the boss. β
Blackjack nodded, his fingertips sliding quickly across the phone's screen.
The bell rang, and in the silent corridor, it was extremely eerie and melodious.
A few seconds later, the phone was connected, at this point, Cui Hong may have fallen asleep, and her voice was still a little hoarse, "What's wrong?" Is there something wrong? β
Black Jack paused for a moment and swallowed dryly in his throat, "You clean up now and come to the hospital." β
"Hospital? Why? Cui Hong, who was on the other side, was obviously stunned for a moment, and after being quiet for a few seconds, he seemed to have guessed something, and said with a trembling voice and a smile: "If it's about fifteen, then I'm sorry, you shouldn't make this call, I've already decided to ......"
"What did you decide, what did you decideββ?!"
Before Cui Hong's words were finished, Deng Liang next to him snatched Black Jack's mobile phone and interrupted her sharply, "Give you twenty minutes!" If you can't make it, you'll regret it for the rest of your life! β
"Toot-"
Without waiting for Cui Hong to speak, Deng Liang took the lead in hanging up the phone.
"Call the Boss!" He frowned and handed the phone to Blackjack. Without saying a word, Blackjack took the phone and dialed the second call again.
On the other side, Cui Hong, who was inexplicably hung up on the phone, was stupidly stunned.
The phone was unconsciously clenched tightly in her hand, and her eyes stared at the ground, and she began to get tangled.
Obviously during the day, he swore so confidently to tell Qu Zhenzhen not to tell her the news about Fifteen.
Why hasn't the day come yet, and now that she received this call, her first reaction was to rush to him non-stop?
Is it destined to be defeated at his hands?
Cui Hong asked herself.
She didn't know the answer yet, but her actions had already made an answer.
Picking up the car keys on the coffee table, she took a coat at the entrance of the door and put it on, and she didn't even have a minute to think and struggle, so she began to choose to run in his direction.
When she walked out of the room, the whirring cold wind blew across her face, and she realized how stupid she was!
No matter how many times, how many times I swore that I would let go, how many times I decided to forget him, but always after a turn, I began to want to see him again.
This kind of thing of slapping her face is only fifteen, which can make her do it again and again.
Unlocked, sat in the driver's seat, Cui Hong started the engine while taking out his mobile phone to make a call.
The phone rang for two seconds and did not get through, indicating that the other party was on a call. Cui Hong hung up the phone anxiously, flipped out Deng Liang's number in the address book and dialed it. The bell rang for a long time, but no one answered.
β¦β¦
Here, Blackjack was talking to Xie Yaotian.
"Boss, are you resting?"
Xie Yaotian's low and hoarse voice came through the earpiece, "No, talk about something." β
Black Jack's eyes flickered, and he said truthfully, "Fifteen committed suicide and is now being rescued in the hospital." β
ββ¦β¦β
Suddenly there was no sound on the other side of the phone, as if he had been hung up.
"Boss?" Blackjack lowered his voice and whispered in a heavy emotional voice.
"I'm here." Xie Yaotian's voice sounded again, followed by the sound of squirming, he seemed to turn over and get out of bed, his sleepiness dissipated, and his voice became cold, "Send me the address, it will be there soon." β
Blackjack paused for a moment, then replied heavily, "Hmm." β
Hanging up the phone, Xie Yaotian walked back to the bed in his pajamas. Qu Zhenzhen was still half-asleep and half-awake, and she didn't wake up, but she knew that the person next to her got out of bed, and at the moment she was stretching out an arm and touching it on one side.
Xie Yaotian leaned down, grabbed her hand and stuffed it into the quilt, and whispered in her ear, "Something happened on fifteen, I'm going to the hospital now, you wait for me at home." β
There was itchy hot air spraying by her ears, and Qu Hazel didn't actually hear anything, just felt itchy. He didn't even open his eyes, he just shrunk his neck and ducked back, "Well, okay." β
Xie Yaotian then stood up and walked towards the locker room. A few minutes later, I had already changed into a casual outfit and came out.