At ** o'clock in the evening, it stands to reason that he should not have rested yet.

When he first entered the community, Deng Liang also saw some residents in their community who came out for a walk after dinner. Shouldn't he be closed all day, and can he rest so early?

Deng Liang glanced at the balcony on the second floor, raised his hand, walked to the door and patted the door a few times, and said in a deep voice, "Fifteen? Are you at home? Come open the door. ”

The door was slammed by him, and the thick door panels of good quality made a dull sound. But it didn't get a trace of movement behind the door.

Deng Liang withdrew his hand, frowned and walked to the window on the first floor, and glanced inside.

It was pitch black inside, and there were no lights on, so you couldn't see anything.

He paused, then raised his hand and began to take off his coat. The expensive suit he bought was rolled up by him and thrown on the ground to the side.

Untie the tie around your neck, and cuffs around your wrists.

Deng Liang leaned down slightly, jumped upward, and climbed the railing of the balcony on the second floor with his long arms. His legs swayed from side to side in mid-air, and he easily climbed onto the balcony with his strength.

Landing on his toes safely, he raised his hand and patted the hem of his suit pants casually, then turned around and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

The window was not locked, and there was even a small gap open, Deng Liang pushed open the window and walked in, a cold wind poured into the room, and the beige curtains were blown high.

Deng Liang stopped and glanced sideways in the room.

The wind whirred behind him. Inside the room, something seemed to be blowing and whirring.

Deng Liang frowned and glanced at the ground, where the confetti was flying wantonly with the wind.

He turned around and closed the window. Walk to the door in the dark, reach out, and press the switch on the wall.

There was a soft 'pop', and the lights in the room suddenly brightened. Everything was clear.

Deng Liang turned around and looked towards the ground. Scraps of paper, spread all over the room.

In the corner of the sofa, there was even a pile of wine bottles.

He frowned and walked through the confetti all over the floor. Looking at a pile of wine bottles in a daze. Fifteen, never an alcoholic.

"Fifteen?"

Retracting his gaze, Deng Liang began to look for fifteen in the room.

There was no one in the living room, so he went around to the bedroom.

Pushing open the bedroom door, a pungent and unpleasant smell came, Deng Liang was shocked, and quickly raised his hand to turn on the light in the room.

The bright yellow light brightened, and the messy, floor-strewn wine bottles appeared in front of him, which shocked him immediately.

"Fifteen!"

I don't have time to think about why this is the way it is.

Deng Liang turned around and began to search in all corners.

Kitchen, no!

Guest room, no!

Study, gym, and his favorite game room, no!

Where the hell did it go?!

"Bang-"

Deng Liang was anxious, took out his mobile phone with one hand, clenched his fist with the other, and slammed it on the door on his right. The door creaked and was smashed open.

Deng Liang glanced sideways, and the look on his face froze instantly.

If there is no error in judgment......

The thick, pungent, rusty smell was blood——!

The mobile phone in his hand was almost unstable, Deng Liang turned around and eagerly pushed the door in.

"Fifteen ——!"

Isn't the person who is lying in a pool of blood exactly fifteen?

it!

Deng Liang quickly squatted down, poked out his fingertips, and tested under the nose of a person as pale as paper.

And breathing!

Although faintly.

Looking at the blood all over the ground, Fifteen's state of blood loss was already dangerous. Deng Liang dialed the emergency number as he pulled the towel on the shelf and pressed the wound on his wrist.

"Hey! Prepare for first aid now! Someone committed suicide by cutting their wrists! Blood type is B! Now the blood loss is severe! I'll send someone there right away, and I'll be there in about five minutes! Please be prepared for first aid! ”

The phone was connected, Deng Liang didn't breathe, and explained everything.

The person on the other side was completely stunned, and it took a while to react, and whispered Oh, but there was no movement here. Deng Liang simply bandaged Fifteen's wounds, then lifted him horizontally and walked quickly towards the door.

On the road, the speed of the car soared to fly.

Several traffic lights were run in a row, and several traffic police cars chased after the car. Deng Liang completely ignored it, and drove the car as if he was dying.

The journey of ten minutes was cut by half by him. It took five minutes to drive to the entrance of the nearest Zheda Hospital.

Before the car could be stopped, several traffic police cars behind him surrounded him with a swing of their heads, and one car even stopped in front of his car.

Deng Liang pushed the door and got out of the car, but it had no effect. didn't even look at the traffic policeman, strode past him and opened the door of the back seat.

"This gentleman, ...... you" The traffic policeman put on a serious face, took out a pen and paper, and was about to start teaching people, when he saw Deng Liang ignoring himself so confidently, his face suddenly sank a little.

"I don't know why you're running a red light, but you're ......"

Before the latter words were finished, the traffic policeman was suddenly stunned.

Deng Liang bent down and picked up a person from the back seat, the person hung his head, he couldn't see his appearance, but his body was covered in blood......

"My, God......"

The traffic policeman's mouth opened wide, and the pen in his hand fell to the ground.

Deng Liang's eyebrows were furrowed very tightly, he pursed his lips, turned his head and said to him, "Can you take a hand first?" ”

"Oh! Good ——! The traffic police were stunned for a moment, then reacted, put the small notebook into his trouser pocket, and stepped forward to support the fifteenth side of the body.

Deng Liang walked like a fly, the traffic police almost couldn't catch up, stumbled a little, and received a cold look from Deng Liang.

"Just hold his hand." Deng Liang said.

The traffic policeman nodded hurriedly, and carefully held up the hand wrapped in a towel for the fifteenth injured person.

As soon as the two of them entered the hall, a wave of waiting medical staff walked over.

"Is that the gentleman with the phone number ending in 3306?" A nurse looked at the unconscious fifteen in Deng Liang's hand and asked quickly.

"Yes! It's me! Prepare for first aid! ”

Deng nodded and placed Fifteen on the stretcher that followed.

A group of nurses and doctors immediately surrounded them, put Fifteen on the emergency bed, and hurriedly pushed them to the emergency ward.

"Hello sir." Deng Liang watched the bed being pushed away, and was about to step forward, but was stopped by the nurse who had just spoken.

"That's right, now there is a problem, you said on the phone that the patient's blood type is blood type B, but yesterday there was a series of car accidents on the highway of Jiaotong University, and the blood bank of our hospital with blood type B was just empty, and there was no new blood source yet, so ......"

The nurse paused, her face unspeakable.

Deng Liang glanced at her, directly rolled up his sleeves, and said loudly: "What's the matter?" Lao Tzu is blood type B! Smoke as much as you want! ”

The nurse was startled and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Okay! Please come with me. ”

In fact, the hospital's plan is also like this. Type B blood is not panda blood, and you can find type B blood by pulling a random person in the hospital.

It's just that if the person donating blood and the patient happen to know each other, things might be better.

Here, Deng Liang followed the nurse into the room, and the nurse took out the needle to draw blood and tied it to Deng Liang. The room was quiet, Deng Liang looked down at the tube, and the bright red blood flowed from his body little by little.

He didn't feel any discomfort, just that the blood was flowing too slowly.

Seeing the blood bags being filled little by little, Deng Liang couldn't help but think of one thing, and the carcass Ou asked, "In your hospital, there is no spare type B blood bag now?" ”

The nurse was stunned for a moment, reacted, and shook her head, "No, you don't have to worry, your friend is now in the rescue, but he is afraid that the blood bag will not be enough, so he asked you to donate blood." ”

"Hmm." Hearing such an answer, Deng Liang nodded and took his gaze back.

The nurse smiled, turned around, and took a rubber ball from the tray and gave it to him, "You pinch it so the blood will flow faster." ”

Deng nodded, took it, and said casually, "My name is Deng Liang, just call me by my name." ”

He's not an uncle, and he's not used to being called by others.

The nurse's eyes flashed, and she looked at Deng Liang, and her cheeks were faintly red. Nodding his head, he whispered, "Okay, Mr. Deng." ”

"Deng Liang. Just call me by name. Deng Liang said in a deep voice and reminded him.

The nurse's cheeks flushed a little more, turned around, and whispered "Okay." ”

Deng Liang's five fingers moved slightly, pinched the soft ball in his hand, and looked around the room. Looking at the back of the nurse who turned around, she suddenly screamed.

"The ......"

The nurse turned around strangely, with a hint of shyness in her eyes.

Deng Liang didn't understand why her cheeks were flushed, he glanced at it, and then said in a deep voice: "Can you lend me your mobile phone?" ”

His phone had just been lost in the car.

"Huh? Good. Hearing Deng Liang's words, the nurse's eyes darkened a little with hope, she lowered her head, put down the tray, took out her mobile phone and handed it to him.

Deng Liang took it and nodded his head in thanks. The right hand without a needle presses a string of numbers on the telephone keypad.

It was almost ten o'clock.

The person on the other side usually works and rests after 10 o'clock, so the call is connected in less than two seconds.

"Hello? You are? ”

Blackjack's low, hoarse voice came.

Deng Liang's eyes froze, and he lowered his voice, "Jack, it's me." ”

The person opposite was silent for a few seconds, as if confirming the cell phone number.

"Changed your phone?"

Deng Liang was silent for a moment, and did not answer his question, but whispered: "Come to the hospital, something happened on the fifteenth." ”

Blackjack frowned, hung up the phone here, put on his coat and shoes the next moment, grabbed the car keys on the coffee table and went out of the house.

Deng Liang listened to the busy sound on the phone, turned off the screen, and handed the phone to the nurse, "Thank you." ”

The nurse nodded and took it, pinching the place he was holding just now with her fingertips, put the phone in her pocket, and whispered, "You're welcome." ”

After donating blood, Deng Liang came out of the room and walked towards the emergency room. In the hallway, I saw Blackjack coming.

"What's going on?"

Blackjack frowned, wearing a black coat and homely pajamas.