Sheng Yifan was sent to the operating room, and Beiyue was about to follow in, but was stopped by the medical staff.

The tears on Beiyue's face have not been erased, and the toss of this day and night has made her whole body tired, pale, and dirty.

Ji Nanting pulled to the chair next to her and sat down, looking at her wrists and ankles covered with strangulation, and the bloody soles of her feet, she was very distressed and wanted to take her to treat her wounds.

Beiyue refused, just shook his head lightly, "I'm fine, it's just a flesh injury." ”

Her eyes were staring at the direction of the operating room for a moment, full of concern for the people inside, and her heart was up and down, and it was difficult to sit still.

Ji Nanting had no choice but to go to the surgical clinic to ask for some ointment and cotton swabs, move Beiyue's feet to his thighs, take a towel to dry her blood stains, and carefully apply the medicine.

Right now, not only is Beiyue's heart in turmoil, but Ji Nanting's mind is also full of questions.

Didn't Sheng Ivan die in the peacekeeping campaign four years ago? The battle was very tragic, and the soldiers who participated in the operation basically went and never returned.

No one knew what was really going on at the front at that time, but I heard from war correspondents that the commander of the North infiltrated the enemy camp with a commando team, and as soon as he got there, he fell......

The warriors were leaderless and ambushed, trapped in a bomb nest planted by the enemy, and their bones were gone.

Because of this, Secretary Deng, who was the prefect, was furious and blamed all the fault on the leader Kitaya Feng, and some people said at that time that Kitaya Feng collaborated with the enemy and treason.

After four years, I didn't expect Sheng Ivan to not die and come back, and he still came back in such a form, no wonder it would disturb Beiyue's mind.

Ji Nanting sighed softly and asked Beiyue if he was hungry and if he wanted to eat something.

Beiyue still shook her head, how could she have the appetite to eat now?

Hearing only a rush of footsteps, Director Deng led a group of policemen to arrive, his face was solemn, and he asked in a deep voice, "How is Ivan?" Is the injury serious? ”

Bei Yue's heart tightened, and he looked at Director Deng suddenly.

Ji Nanting said: "I was shot through the shoulder by Yan Xiaogui and is being rescued." ”

Beiyue opened his mouth, and was about to ask something, when the door of the operating room suddenly opened, and a little nurse came out, anxiously saying that the patient had lost too much blood, and there was not enough AB blood in the blood bank.

Beiyue was the first to jump up from the chair and rush over, stretching out his arm, "I'm blood type O, universal blood type, lose mine!" ”

A few of the policemen also rolled up their sleeves, "Pump mine, I'm also almighty blood!" ”

The little nurse shook her head, "No, blood transfusions between different blood types contain antibodies, and they must be of the same blood type." ”

Over there, Director Deng had already sent someone to contact the Sheng family, Ji Nanting walked over, blocked Beiyue's arm, and said to the nurse categorically: "I am AB blood type." ”

"Are you a family member of a patient?"

"It's not."

"Then you have to match blood to know if you can transfuse, please notify the family as soon as possible, in case of emergency, you come with me first."

Ji Nanting followed the little nurse to the blood transfusion room, and felt that his wrist was being grabbed, he turned his head and saw Beiyue looking at him with blank eyes, and said solemnly: "Thank you." ”

He was stunned, his heart ached a little, and he reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, "Don't worry, he'll be fine." ”

……

Everyone waited anxiously outside the operating room, only to feel that the seconds were like years, and after nearly an hour, the lights in the operating room finally went out.

Beiyue got up suddenly, his long squatting legs were already numb, and he staggered forward, Sheng Yifan was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, and his eyes were actually open.

"Ivan!" Bei Yue looked at his bandaged wound, but sensed something from his painful expression, "You didn't take anesthetic?" ”

Sheng Yifan chuckled and shook his head, still in a light tone, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt." ”

Doesn't it hurt?

How could it not hurt?

Beiyue's eyes were red for a while, and he followed the nurse to send the person to the intensive care unit, completely ignoring Ji Nanting, who was standing silently behind the doctor, who was also pale.

Ji Nanting lost two tubes of blood, Rao is strong and a little dizzy, but what made him even more cold was Beiyue's attitude.

From the moment Sheng Ivan appeared, her heart and eyes were glued to his body, and there was no longer his existence, in her heart, it was clear who was heavy and who was light.

Ji Nanting subconsciously covered his chest, only to feel that his heart was like a twist, Director Deng saw that his nephew's face was wrong, and hurriedly helped him sit down on the bench, and asked with concern, "Does it matter?" ”

"It's okay, I'll just take a break."

Director Deng saw Ji Nanting staring at Beiyue's departing back, with a sad look on his face, and he also knew what he was upset about.

He sighed lightly and patted him on the shoulder, "Nan Ting, Bei Yue is a person who values feelings, you have only been with her for four months, how can it be worth the deep relationship between her and Sheng Ivan for four years?" The reason why I am against you being together is because I know that Sheng Ivan will come back sooner or later, and once he returns to Beiyue, will you still have a chance? ”

Deng Wenhao has been engaged in torture investigation all year round, and he knows how to attack the heart best, sentence by sentence, all stabbed in Ji Nanting's heart.

Pain flashed in his eyes, "Feelings, is it based on time?" ”

"Even if it doesn't matter how long it takes, you and Sheng Yifan ......" Director Deng paused and asked in a very straightforward tone, "Are you comparable to others?" ”

When Ji Nanting heard this, his face turned gloomy, he was very unconvinced, and said coldly: "Uncle thinks I'm not as good as him?" ”

"It's not as good as it, whether it's your appearance or talent or family background, both of you are dragons among people, and even now you are slightly better than him, but it's just ......"

Ji Nanting snorted coldly, "When did my uncle speak, when did he become slurred?" ”

Director Deng saw that his nephew was really annoyed, so he stopped going around in circles, "You see the injuries on his body, if you know his experience in the past few years, I'm afraid even you will feel distressed, what do you think Beiyue would do if he knew?" ”

Ji Nanting was stunned when he heard this, he saw the injury on Sheng Yifan's body, and knew that he would not have an easy time in the past few years, but listening to his uncle's tone, there seemed to be something else hidden.

"Captain Sheng, where have you been all these years, and what have you experienced?"

As soon as Director Deng finished dealing with his nephew, he was pulled by Beiyue's sleeve, and his face was also solemn, "You already knew that Ivan was still alive, didn't you?" So why not tell me? Okay, I understand, he's your informant, and he can't reveal his identity on a secret mission, but ...... Does this undercover agent need to work for four years? How did he get the wounds? ”

Just now in the ward, Director Deng held Sheng Yifan's hand and solemnly said "hard work".

Sheng Ivan responded with a smile, "Where the responsibility lies, how to talk about hard work." ”

At that moment, Beiyue knew that "Scorpion" was just Sheng Ifan's pseudonym, and he broke into the Yan family brothers in order to crack their prostitution gang and rescue innocent girls.

But the wounds all over his body, as well as the scar on his face, are by no means new, and it looks like he has been for some years, so where did he go before this? What did you go through?

Beiyue was really full of questions, grabbing Director Deng to ask what was going on, Director Deng was embarrassed: "I understand your feelings, but you know, some secret missions must be sealed, and even insiders can't tell them, we have all signed confidentiality regulations, not to mention that the more you know, it is also very dangerous for you." ”

"I'm not afraid!"

Beiyue doesn't care about any regulations and regulations, let alone any danger, she desperately wants to know Sheng Yifan's life experience over the years.

She had goosebumps all over her body just by looking at those scars, and she couldn't imagine who he was hurt by like this.

gunshot wounds, whip wounds, burns, knife wounds...... The external injuries were so serious, and the internal injuries were not light, and the doctor diagnosed that his heart, lungs, spleen and kidneys were damaged to varying degrees, and even half of his stomach was gone.

Now, an arm is so useless, how can a good person be injured like this?

Director Deng looked at Beiyue's heartache and sighed deeply, "You just need to know that he is the one who crawled out of hell." Take good care of him. ”

Beiyue looked at the back of Deng Wenhao's departure, and his heart was stunned, the person who crawled out of hell......

When the Sheng family learned that Sheng Ivan was still alive, they rushed to the hospital non-stop, and when they saw their son who was badly injured and disfigured, Mrs. Sheng almost fainted on the spot.

Sheng Yilan supported her mother, threw herself in front of her brother's bed and cried, but the moment she saw Beiyue, she showed a fierce face, and slapped her hard.

"You still have the face to stay here? Get out of here, I don't need your fake kindness! "I want to talk about "Her Little Wolf Dog" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~