In the car thirteen, began to contact seventeen.

But on that end, the phone is always on the call, and it can't be called.

He frowned, looking at the other messages.

Finally, in the piles of text messages, I found something useful.

"The young lady is currently ...... at the Kyoto City Hospital" is followed by the reason and room number.

When he saw the front, his heart was still a chuckle.

When he saw that the injured person was not Xin Shuitong, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. In just a few seconds, the mood is like riding a roller coaster, up and down, fluctuating violently.

He commanded the driver and changed direction.

Hearing the city hospital, the man who was originally frowning opened his eyes, "Huh? ”

"It's okay, one of the young lady's colleagues was injured, so they are in the hospital now." Thirteen replied.

Ignore the long list of reasons that precede it.

If you say the reason directly now, it is estimated that the driver will be asked to fly, and Seventeen will definitely be cold.

Just let him protect himself, such a simple little thing, he messed up the second day after coming to Kyoto. Fortunately, Xin Shuitong is fine, otherwise he would be to blame.

Si Xiuwen nodded and stopped talking.

On the other side, Xin Shuitong and the others had also rushed to the hospital.

At the gate of the hospital, stretchers and doctors were already waiting, and as soon as the car arrived, they immediately put Lin Ting on the table and went to the treatment center.

She trotted all the way over, and her feet were already sore, and after a few steps, she almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Seventeen on the side always paid attention to her movements, grabbed her arm in time, and straightened her.

"Thank you." Xin Shuitong bit her lip and had to stop and lean against the wall on the side.

In the barren forest, I kept walking, and although my feet were soft, I didn't get to this point. After sitting in the car for a while, it is difficult to continue.

Her face was also covered with ash, presumably from the process of escaping and rolling. It's really corresponding" to "the face is like ashes." ”

"Young lady, can you rest for a while?" Seventeen was a little worried.

He can already foresee his cool future, so he can only try to reduce the misery as much as possible.

"No, you don't." Xin Shuitong waved his hand, stood firm, and followed in the direction of Lin Ting just now.

Seventeen hurried ahead, found the processing center, and led her over.

Lin Ting's calf bone was wounded, and the warhead had been removed, but there was still a hole.

When they arrived, the doctors were still dealing with it.

She looked at the bullet on the side, and the head was oval, quite large. Lin Ting's eyes were closed, his breathing was weak, and he was motionless.

If it weren't for the electrocardiogram on the side that was still beating undulatingly, showing his life characteristics, Xin Shuitong would have fainted.

She calmed down and looked at his wound as she watched the doctor deal with it.

The hole was still a little different from the one on the corpse's left leg.

Xin Shuitong left a question mark in his heart.

"How is he?" She asked.

The doctor didn't raise his head, "The nerve is damaged, and the bone is difficult to heal, so it is estimated that in the future, the center of gravity can only be placed on the right leg, and the left leg is less used to support." ”

Her pupils dilated and her gaze glazed over. What the doctor meant by this, didn't he mean that Lin Ting would be sloping in the future?

"How so?" Xin Shuitong muttered.

The doctor smeared a layer of medicine on the edge of the wound, wrapped it in a bandage, and advised: "Someone must watch, if something is wrong, ring this bell immediately." ”

She listened carefully.

The doctor said a lot of precautions in a row.

There were also a few colleagues waiting on the side, guarding the forest court.

When the doctor left, Xin Shuitong, who had been holding on hard, stumbled on his feet and almost couldn't stand steadily.

She glanced over the others in the room and asked, "Why don't you go back first?" ”

Everyone's faces were full of tiredness, and they had just come out of the barren woods and arrived here.

The wall clock on the wall was already showing until three o'clock in the morning.

From the afternoon to now, their group of people has not eaten a grain of rice, and even sitting, they are nervous, waiting for the notice from above.

"I'll stay on guard for a while, and you can go back and rest first." On the side, a male colleague touched his head.

They are all resistant, and Xin Shuitong is a girl present, so she can't be left alone.

"Don't be polite to me, you go first, you don't need so many people to take care of here." Xin Shuitong sighed, persuaded them a few more times, and sent them out anyway.

She sat slumped on the sofa beside her, her eyes involuntarily looking at Lin Ting.

Seventeen was even more worried, and asked someone to send a supper.

Xin Shuitong was in no mood, just took two bites and put it aside.

Nearly half an hour later, the doctor came again and changed the medicine on Lin Ting's feet.

"It's been dealt with, and in another hour or two, he may wake up, and after the anesthetic wears off, the wound may be more painful. If you can't help it, you can come to us for painkillers. He said as he put his tools in order.

Xin Shuitong nodded, and after watching the doctor go out, he sighed deeply, cleaned the ward, and moved a chair to sit on the edge of the bed.

Sleepiness hit her heart involuntarily, but she couldn't sleep at all, her eyes widened, staring straight at Lin Ting.

Seventeen on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and repeatedly persuaded her to go back and rest early.

But Xin Shuitong still refused.

It was she who indirectly caused Lin Ting's injury.

He hadn't woken up yet, how could she possibly sleep?

"It's not your fault." Seventeen talked bitterly, and almost said all the words of his life.

Xin Shuitong didn't move, just ignored him.

"There is inherent risk in going on a mission, and his injury is something none of us want to see, but when things are already like this, we can only accept it, relax and adjust our mentality." Seventeen handed her a cup of hot water.

This time, Xin Shuitong took it.

But she didn't drink it, just held it in the palm of her hand and let the temperature inside pass on to herself.

"It can definitely be cured!" Seventeen was really short of words, so he could only stare at her miserably.

If the young master came over and saw such a haggard villain, he would definitely be charged with the crime again.

"I know." She pursed her lips and kept her eyes firmly on the hospital bed.

At this time, Lin Ting's fingers moved slightly.

She immediately put down the cup in her hand and leaned over.

The man's lips moved slightly, but he didn't wake up.

Xin Shuitong hurriedly rummaged through the cabinet and found a small spoon, washed it, and dipped it in some water and applied it to his lips.

The corners of Lin Ting's mouth were chapped, and there was already obvious dead skin on her lips, and she dipped it in water while gently scraping it with a spoon.

When Si Xiuwen came in, he saw this scene.

The woman was in front of the hospital bed, her entire upper body was almost close to Lin Ting's body, not knowing what she was doing.