Lao He was lying on the small folding wooden table, and there were still two fried rice on the table, and blood flowed down the wooden table.

Qin Xianglin rushed over, picked up Lao He and rushed to the emergency room of the hospital.

"Brother He, you hold on, you hold on! It's coming soon! Qin Xianglin shouted loudly.

The blood flowed all over Qin Xianglin's body, and then flowed onto the road they had walked.

The doctor in the emergency room also came out to pick up people with Qin Xianglin, put Lao He on a hospital bed, and then immediately covered the wound with a white towel.

Doctors and nurses were busy, and all kinds of instruments were used immediately. Blood transfusions, electric shocks, and a series of rescue methods are all used.

The doctor's expression was serious, he was so anxious that he was sweating, and the three nurses ran out, and everyone was doing their best to save Lao He.

After 15 minutes, all the equipment stopped, and Lao He's face was covered with a white cloth.

Sweaty is a middle-aged doctor, looking at Qin Xianglin with a regretful face, "I'm sorry, we have no choice!" Lost too much blood, if it could have been delivered a minute earlier...... Alas! ”

Qin Xianglin sat in a chair, expressionless, his eyes staring at the incandescent lamp overhead. Xia Qingqing sat beside Qin Xianglin with tears in her eyes.

A living life is gone.

There was a short middle-aged man hiding in the corner of the corridor and looking at Qin Xianglin. Qin Xianglin's bloodshot gaze suddenly looked over, and he immediately noticed the person.

The man was immediately startled, and walked out trembling, with a panicked face, "Barbarian, barbarian brother, old, old He, what's wrong?" ”

This person's name is Lao Cai, he is Lao He's hometown, he works as a sanitation worker nearby, and he often comes to Lao He when he has nothing to do, and he has also met Qin Xianglin a few times.

"Gone!" Qin Xianglin replied.

Lao Cai's whole body trembled again, "What, how come?" It's just on the stomach, two knives in the stomach? ”

Qin Xianglin's eyes suddenly looked at Lao He, and asked coldly, "Are you at the scene?" ”

Lao Cai lowered his head sadly and did not speak. Not speaking is acquiescence.

Qin Xianglin stood up suddenly, grabbed Lao Cai's short figure, and then directly lifted Lao Cai up from the ground.

"Since you are at the scene, why don't you send Brother He to the hospital? Why? Qin Xianglin roared like a madman.

Facing Qin Xianglin's Yama-like expression, Lao Cai was so frightened that his whole life spasmed, and as soon as the crotch of his pants was hot, urine flowed down his trousers.

"Why?" Qin Xianglin almost lifted Lao Cai up, and his whole person's expression was extremely terrifying, as if he was going to eat people, "The doctor said, if you come a minute earlier, Brother He will not die!" ”

Qin Xianglin almost gritted his steel teeth, and the anger in his heart was about to ignite his whole body.

"Brother Qin, Brother Qin!" Xia Qingqing, who was on the side, hurriedly came over and grabbed Qin Xianglin's arm, "Brother Qin, no one will be saved from death, he must have his own troubles!" ”

Qin Xianglin gritted his teeth, finally regained his senses and put Lao Cai down.

Lao Cai's feet fell to the ground, Qin Xianglin's big hands left, and his whole person immediately suddenly fell to the ground, like a puddle of mud. Then, Lao Cai began to cry, hoarse.

"I don't dare, I don't dare, they have knives, they have knives......" Lao Cai said while crying.

Qin Xianglin's eyes widened angrily, looking at Lao Cai, he really wanted to go up and beat this greedy and fearful guy to death first.

He didn't dare to fight with those people. But he can call for emergency services, or he can run into the hospital and call a doctor...... He had many ways to save Lao He, but he didn't do anything! Brother He's life is gone!

However, what Qin Xianglin didn't know was that an ordinary person, someone who had not experienced those bloody storms, had already been frightened into the six gods at that moment, like an idiot. His mind was blank and he couldn't think of anything. Especially Lao Cai, who is as timid as a mouse and cowers on weekdays.

Qin Xianglin gritted his teeth with hatred, and couldn't wait to slap himself a few times. If he came out a minute earlier, Brother He would still be saved.

Qin Xianglin walked into the ward, Brother He was lying on the hospital bed, his body had been covered with a white cloth, and the next thing was to wait for the people of the royal family, and then notify the family, the family signed, and after paying the money, he would be sent to the crematorium, turned to ashes in the fire, and finally returned to dust.

From now on, there will be no more Lao He in the world.

Qin Xianglin sat beside Lao He, stretched out his hand and gently opened the white covering Lao He's face, and then saw Brother He's familiar face.

Brother He's face was full of grease, that was because before he died, he copied more than 20 bowls of fried rice in a row, and next to the open-air stove without a range hood, part of the oil smoke entered the air, part of the oil smoke was inhaled into the lungs by Brother He, and some of the oil smoke stuck to Brother He's face.

A greasy middle-aged man, is he helpless to carry a lot of life?

Brother He still has a cigarette on his right ear, and when he is busy, he has no time to smoke, and his profession as a cook does not allow him to smoke. As a result, he often put a cigarette holder on top of his ear, and sometimes one rack was a day.

Qin Xianglin took the cigarette, lit it and took a puff, and then stuffed it into Brother He's mouth again. The man died, his muscles were deprived of vitality, and the cigarette was almost unstable in his mouth.

Qin Xianglin lit the cigarette for Brother He, and then took out wet wipes to wipe Brother He's face.

When people are gone, they have to walk refreshingly.

When he wiped Brother He's forehead, Qin Xianglin finally couldn't help but shed a tear.

Qin Xianglin remembered the meal on Brother He's birthday. At that meal, Qin Xianglin saw that Brother He Yingtang was black, and there would be a disaster of blood and light, but he mentioned three times to tell Brother He's fortune for free, but he was rejected by Brother He......

It was also at that meal that Brother He met Ah Sheng. Brother He's death should be related to Ah Sheng, and only Ah Sheng will kill Lao He because of Qin Xianglin in Guangnan.

Qin Xianglin sat in front of Brother He's corpse and thought about everything. Finally, stood up.

"Brother He, after you leave with peace of mind, leave the rest to your brother!" After Qin Xianglin finished speaking, he took out the cigarette that Brother He would never finish smoking from Big Brother He's mouth, and covered Brother He with the quilt again.

Qin Xianglin walked out of the ward, Lao Cai sat on the ground alone, leaning against the cold wall next to the corridor, and seeing Qin Xianglin coming out, Lao Cai began to be scared again.

Qin Xianglin walked towards Lao Cai, and Lao Cai began to tremble all over his body again, as if he saw a demon approaching.

"You've seen all the people who did it?" Qin Xianglin asked.

"See, see!" Lao Cai nodded timidly.

"What do they look like?" Qin Xianglin asked again.

Lao Cai just shook his head, "Forget, forget!" ”

Qin Xianglin couldn't wait to kick it on the spot, and his anger was ignited again.

"Think about it!" Qin Xianglin said with a strong suppression of anger.

"I, I, I'm stupid!" Lao Cai cried loudly.

"Think again!" Qin Xianglin didn't let Lao Cai go, "They stabbed your fellow countryman, your old friend, you can't even remember their faces?" ”

After Qin Xianglin finished speaking, he punched the wall next to Lao Cai's head.

Immediately, there was a crisp sound, "Smack!" "The cracks in the wall skin were opened.

Lao Cai was so frightened that he covered his head, "Don't hit me, don't hit me, I really don't remember...... I don't remember ......."

Qin Xianglin really wanted to hit this nest in front of him with such a fist, and his mouth was full of blood. But, all this to no avail.

Speaking of which, this Lao Cai is also a poor person. Sweeping the streets in Quang Nam, getting up at four o'clock every day, his monthly income is only more than 3,000 yuan, and he has to take care of his own food and housing. Speaking of them, everyone said that it was glorious. But no one wants to do this glorious profession.

Qin Xianglin sighed and was about to leave, but at this time, Lao Cai suddenly remembered something, "I remembered, I remembered, the person who stabbed the knife had a scar on his face, a very obvious scar!" ”

Qin Xianglin stopped and remembered this sentence in his heart.