It was already noon on May 28th--- and I was locked up here, so I suddenly paid extra attention to the time. But the sky was still dark, and the storeroom was just as dark. It had been raining outside, and there was a thumping sound overhead, rapid and fine, and it seemed that the ceiling of this storehouse was made of iron sheets, and in this kind of typhoon day, the whole storehouse became a big drum, and it was beaten by the wind and rain. In comparison, the sound on the glass is much clearer, but the traces of dust are not so good.

A bolt of lightning pierced through the glass, and a hideous attempt to break in was stopped by an iron bar. That's right, it doesn't want to come in, and I don't want to get out.

When I graduated that year and was interning at the hospital affiliated to the school in Beijing, it was also such a storm in the early morning, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

That day, Zhang Yan and I were on night duty for the first time with the tutor, and the two of us were staggered on the table, when we suddenly heard a commotion outside, and the head nurse ran in and said that a policeman was injured and had just been sent to the operating room, and the instructor needed to prepare for surgery immediately.

The tutor went out immediately after hearing this, and Zhang Yan and I wanted to follow, but we were stopped by the head nurse, saying that it was an operation that had something to do with the police, and it was better not to go, and besides, it was a knife wound, which had little to do with our major. So Zhang Yan and I sat back and dozed off.

I used to drink and brag all night at school, but I didn't see me trapped like this, and sure enough, the work makes people feel hard, even if it's just an internship, it's so tiring and sad.

The two of us didn't know how long we were confused, and the head nurse walked in again, saying that there was a female student who was sent in together, I heard that it was the sister of the injured policeman, I don't know if it was because of sadness, or because she was also injured, and she vomited blood and fell into a coma when she was sent in, and she looked so pitiful, if the policeman couldn't save her, it was estimated that the girl wouldn't survive.

I heard the word girl in a daze, and immediately sobered up:

"Sister, where is the girl? Let's check it out! I smiled flatteringly at the head nurse and pushed a handful of Zhang Yan who was about to drool.

Zhang Yan opened a pair of big godless eyes and glared at me:

"What's wrong?"

"It's in the emergency room on the first floor, near the operating room." The head nurse smiled knowingly, and didn't forget to make fun of me, "I heard that there is a girl, you are in good spirits!" ”

"Let's go, let's see, is it a beauty?" I pulled Zhang Yan and walked out.

"You've had enough!" Zhang Yan reluctantly followed me, passed by the door, and did not forget to fix his hair in the mirror.

As we wandered from the brain surgery room to the vicinity of the operating room, we suddenly heard a man and a woman arguing.

"Get out of the way!"

"Put the gun down!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Put down the gun!"

When Zhang Yan and I heard this, we realized that something was wrong, and we couldn't resist our curiosity and followed the sound and pasted it. The two of us stuck to the wall around the corner of the hallway, sticking our heads out to look.

I saw a thin figure of a woman, standing straight in front of the door of the operating room, with her back to us, holding a gun in her hand, pointing at a middle-aged man opposite.

There was also a woman behind the man, very beautiful, but already frightened. On our side, there were two people lying on the ground, squatting two people, as if they had just been beaten. One of them also tried to crawl over to stop the gun-wielding woman, only to be kicked down by her and fall to the ground.

We retracted our heads and looked at each other, which was unusual, and the woman with the gun was covered in blood, and she looked like she was either a murderer or a policeman. Let's honestly hide.

Just then, the woman screamed, followed by three thumping gunshots. Then the corridor fell into a deathly silence. Zhang Yan and I relied on our courage again, probed out to check, and happened to see a man holding the woman with a gun rushing in our direction, turning the corner and entering the emergency room. They were so hurried that I couldn't even see the woman's face. The middle-aged man followed two steps, stopped his steps again, turned to look at the operating room, and walked back.

The rest of the group got up from the ground, checked their injuries, and then sat back in their seats. The other women were helped away in a panic.

I was about to go to the emergency room when I was stopped by Zhang Yan.

"You don't want to die! Can't you see that this is going to kill someone? ”

"Isn't that all right? I'll take a look. ”

"What you see, you have to see it depends on what is going on in the operating room." Zhang Yan dragged me back, I looked at the light in the operating room again, it was still on, the operation seemed to have been going on for a while, it seemed that the injury was very serious.

Later, when it was almost dawn, the tutor came back and sat down on the chair with a tired face:

"Teacher, how was the operation? Did it go well? I poured him a glass of water and walked over to ask.

"Fortunately, he was stabbed in the chest, and he almost reached the heart, and it was also a big fate, the operation was considered a success, it depends on his own creation." The mentor took a sip and took a deep breath.

"Life saved?"

"We still have to see if we can survive tomorrow."

"Well, I hope it's okay." I said to myself.

"I seem to hear gunshots in the operating room, is it gunshot? Or thunder? ”

"It's gunshots, and a woman fired three shots into the sky, as if she was going to kill someone." Zhang Yan replied.

"Is anyone hurt? Who is that woman? Why the robbery? ”

"It's the policeman's sister, she was covered in blood when she was sent in, and I started to think she was also injured, but I knew that I was vomiting blood, and I didn't know how to wake up and look like I was going to kill someone, and the three policemen present didn't stop her, or her father was in the way, so she didn't kill anyone, and then she got married again." The head nurse came in from outside and took a stack of documents to sign for the instructor.

"That's amazing!" Zhang Yan looked at me with his mouth open.

"Why did she kill that woman?"

"You saw that too?" The head nurse gave me a look.

"You two stay away from this, especially you, Jiang Nan!" The instructor suddenly became stern.

"Okay, stay away." I raised my hand to assure my mentor that Zhang Yan looked at me with disdain, he was not as easy to deceive as my mentor.

That's right, the policeman is Ru Ling, and the girl with the gun is Ru Can, and wasn't it Ruan Yang who took Ru Jing away at that time? After all these years, I didn't even think about it. I remember that Ru Ling died later, and his sister vomited blood and fainted on the spot after learning of her death, and lay in the hospital for three days, after which she was never seen again.

It was the first time I had actually seen a real case of someone having stomach bleeding due to sadness, and although I had heard of it, it was quite shocking to see it with my own eyes, and the scene at that time was really heart-wrenching to watch.

Later, Zhang Yan and I left the hospital after our internship and went south to Shenzhen, and 6 years have passed in a flash. I really didn't expect that we would meet again by accident, and the scene of this meeting didn't seem much better than it was six years ago. 6 years have passed, Ru Jing is still alive in the shadow left by Ru Ling's death, she stood at the door of the ward, vomiting a mouthful of blood, that desperate and resentful look, gradually became clear, at that time she looked really terrible.

The rain outside the window continued, I hadn't eaten in three days, and my stomach was twitching. The Zhang Yan in front of me was slowly turning blue, and I was distressed and scared. I'm afraid I won't be able to escape, and there's no way to bury him properly. I'm afraid he'll rot inch by inch in front of my eyes, and if that's the case, I guess I'll go crazy too, and now, I'm going crazy.

I stood up, walked cautiously to the door, gently pushed open a small gap, and looked out, the door of the factory was still closed, empty. With such a heavy rain, I guess no one will be guarding the door.

I stepped back to see if I could climb out of the row of windows that were more than a man high, without the iron railings. I unbuckled my belt, found a position far away from Zhang Yan, aimed the end with the metal buckle at the glass, and tried it, it should be able to get there, but there will be a sound when the glass breaks. Although the rain and wind are strong, it may not be able to cover up.

I took off my clothes and lay on the ground, waiting for a flash of lightning, and after the lightning, with the sound of thunder, I swung my belt and broke a piece of glass, and the shards fell on my clothes and on the ground. I ran back to Zhang Yan and sat down, waited for a while, but no one came.

I went under the window again, dragged the broken glass to the corner, shook my clothes, and put them back on. Then he took the belt and tried to throw it, so that it went around the iron railing and hung on it. After a few tries, it didn't work, just a useless tapping sound was heard.

Probably because the belt was not long enough, I looked at Zhang Yan, a little unbearable, but finally walked over and untied his belt, connected the two belts together, returned to the position just now, picked up a slightly larger glass shard and held it in my hand, and started a new round of attempts. My hands were sore, my neck ached, and my clothes were damp from the rain that blew in, and I finally hung up my belt.

I put the two belts end to end to form a loop and tried the pull, but I didn't know if I could handle my weight. I went back to the door again and carefully checked the door, but there was still no movement. I decided to climb up to the window and see where I was.

So I wrapped one arm around my belt, grabbed the belt with the other, and kicked my foot against the wall, little by little I climbed the ledge of the mountain, which was only 20 minutes wide. I was on the windowsill with one leg, one hand propped up on the windowsill, the other grasping the railing, trying to put my head on the window and look out.

I think we are in a rectangular factory, the side of the main entrance last saw the wilderness, and our side is facing a sundrum, only the main body of the building has 7-8 floors, and some floors don't even have walls. The ground on the first floor is still muddy and sandy, and discarded building materials are scattered in the open space. There is a low wall between the unfinished building and the factory, and the low feeling is that you can stand on the small raised dirt bag on the opposite side, and you can step directly over. There seems to be a factory building on the left side of our building, and a two-story office building on the right, and I can only see an incomplete side from the side.

I think maybe the guards and kidnappers are in that office building, and with such a heavy rain, I wonder if they will pay attention to whether their hostages are honestly staying where they are.

I pushed the bars hard, but I couldn't shake them at all. A gust of wind blew and I almost fell off the windowsill. Frightened, he readjusted his posture and continued to check the situation outside.

At this time, I saw that there seemed to be 2 black dots moving on the second floor of the unfinished building opposite. I steadied myself and looked through the rain curtain to make out the human form from the black dot on the opposite side, and the two men seemed to see me hanging from the window and looked at me.

Although the distance is a little far, I still recognize that figure, isn't that ......