Chapter 142: Touch
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A menacing-looking man in military uniform twisted his eyebrows and took a few steps forward with a huge sofa on his shoulder, finally barely clearing a narrow passage for medical equipment and medical personnel to enter together.
The nearby residents who were woken up gathered more and more at the door, and they all craned their necks to probe their brains. Kong Zhongsi grabbed his hair irritably, and scolded at the top of his throat: "Okay! The people who are idle here will follow them to escort the prisoners for a while, don't all be stuck inside! You, and you, give me to guard the door, don't let unrelated people in! โ
"Yes!"
"Wait a minute." Kong Zhongsi pinched the shoulders of the two young men in front of him who were about to run away after saluting the military salute, and confirmed in a low voice uneasily, "The first year old of the second group, do you two know each other?" โ
"Yuan Sui? I don't know. The two shook their heads in perfect sync.
"Uh......" Kong Zhongsi wiped his face, "Then Mo Yunhan and Team Leader Mo, you two always know each other, right?" Later, if you see her, you can let in all the people who pass with her. โ
After telling the two young men who had just been borrowed from the police station to cooperate on the mission, Kong Zhongsi sighed heavily, and then followed the nurse into the small private room.
The culprit who added to his troubles in his busy schedule was simply bandaging and fixing the wounds on Huang Shi's body, who had fallen into a coma, with a method that was more standard than that of professionals. Noticing him entering, Ling Shucheng took a step back to make room for the doctors who had been busy recently, nodded at him and said, "There are a total of twelve wounds on the body that will not be life-threatening, the sixth rib is fractured, and the seventh rib is slightly misaligned, which should be all traumatic injuries left when he was forced to ask." โ
"It doesn't sound like a big deal." Kong Zhongsi's gaze stayed on the face of this middle-aged man who looked a little vicissitudes compared to his peers for a moment, "Since you entered the door, this person has almost been in a coma, right?" Why? โ
"The detailed results of the examination should not be available until he is hospitalized for a period of observation." Ling Shucheng bent down to pick up a syringe that had been broken into two, approached and sniffed it very carelessly, and after a while, he frowned and continued, "I suspect that not long before I broke in, Huang Shi had just been overdosed with a so-called 'truth spitting' similar to sodium thiopental...... Let's test the residual fluid in it later, and so far, his vital signs are basically normal. 35xsโ
"Alas, it's good that my life is saved, and the rest will be left to the hospital to treat slowly." Kong Zhongsi patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh my God, if there is any more chaos in this pile of cases recently, I, the leader of the group, should resign and apologize." โ
"He occasionally had some spasmodic reactions in his coma." Ling Shucheng joined forces with the doctors and nurses around him, and carefully put Huang Shi on the stretcher bed, "You can ...... here first"
Before Kong Zhongsi could hear the noise in the hall, Ling Shucheng had already raised his head again and whispered to himself: "...... Here it comes. โ
Someone's high-decibel cry is comparable to a beating war drum. Another familiar voice was repeating "Slow down, slow down, look at your feet" in fits and starts, and the moment Kong Zhongsi turned around, he happened to see the initiator of the cry, a little girl estimated to be half as tall as him, shook off Yuan Sui's hand vigorously, and then fell to the ground with a "snap".
"Ugh." Yuan Sui, who was out of breath, grabbed her a little helplessly, and then watched her rush into the already overcrowded private room again.
โโฆโฆ So, what are you doing so fast? Mo Yunhan, who was half a step behind before rushing into the door, leaned against the wall, "It's not yours again...... Uh, sorry. โ
Before Kong Zhongsi made a move, Ling Shucheng had already reacted quickly to block the little girl in front of a pile of medical equipment, his tone was as serious as ever, but his eyes were rare and soft: "Your father is fine." If you get too close now, you'll get the doctors who are treating him in trouble. โ
This kind of persuasion is quite practical, and it simply points out the stakes, but I don't know if children eat this set. Kong Zhongsi grinned, squatted down very cooperatively, and echoed: "You called Lingling, right?" Look, your dad is there...... Eh, don't move first, you won't be able to heal, so ...... first."
"But, but, ......," the girl cried out as she fluttered with her hands and feet. But no matter how hard she tried, the cold guy in front of her still stood still. Flash Dance.
โโฆโฆ Obedient. These two words slipped out of Ling Shucheng's mouth, and there was a subtle dryness.
If you don't have the ability to coax children, why should you loosen your mouth before you do? Kong Zhongsi really couldn't hold back, and quietly glared at the initiator of the current awkward situation, and slandered in his heart.
"Suzu...... Bell bell? At that moment, an angry voice caught everyone's attention.
"Daddy!" The girl almost suddenly had a strong force, and in a hurry, she kicked Ling Shucheng's shoulder and turned over. The latter was stunned for a moment, and good-naturedly reached out to help her before she hit the ground.
In the midst of the chaos, Ling Shucheng was unhurriedly brushing the ashes on his shoulders, and suddenly raised his head slowly, his eyes crossed all the obstacles, and gently fell on Yuan Sui, who was standing alone at the door.
The noise of Suo Suo was far away in an instant. Ling Shucheng saw Yuan Sui smile at him complicatedly, and then continued to look behind him with a little envy.
Ling Shucheng turned around, and was not so surprised to see a small figure with extraordinary agility one after another bypassing several adults who wanted to intercept her, and finally threw herself on the side of the stretcher that was propped up, and shook her father's hand hard.
Large tears fell in strings, and the ecstasy and sorrow brought by a false alarm alternated on the face of a little girl who should have been at an age of ignorance. Even the young nurses beside them, who were so skilled in rescue movements that they were almost programmed, retracted their blocking hands as if they were afraid of being burned by these tears.
"I heard that this is her only living relative, so be accommodating. Just don't let her touch the wound or keep pestering her father. Kong Zhongsi grabbed a doctor and whispered.
"But this ......" the doctor sighed and ripped off his mask, hesitated for a moment, and finally squatted down and rubbed the little girl's head, "Lingling...... Is Ringbell right? We must now get your dad to the hospital as soon as possible for better treatment. If you keep moving like this, we won't be able to treat his wounds in time, you ......"
Before half of the words she had prepared in her heart were used, the little girl quickly wiped away her tears, and moved her nose to the side, but her big eyes were still staring motionless at her weak and pale father, and her mouth was obedient and apologized.
"Don't worry......" Huang Shi's eyes widened with difficulty, and he struggled to lift his hand covered with scars, and put it on his daughter's narrow shoulder, "Dad is fine...... It's okay......"
After a period of scrambling, the rescue process was back on track. The little girl watched with trembling lips as the doctors poked all sorts of needles into her father's body, and then chased the fast-moving stretcher cart dragged by several people until it rushed out of the gate like the wind and finally disappeared.
"I'll go ahead first." Glancing at Ling Shucheng intimately, Kong Zhongsi waved his hand in front of Yuan Sui, who was almost in a petrified state and looked out of the door stupidly, and left with the last few subordinates.
Somewhat aware of the subtle atmosphere between the two, Mo Yunhan took a few steps back at the right time and shrank behind the stacked sofas, reducing his sense of presence at this time as much as possible.
However, whether it is Ling Shucheng or Yuan Sui, it seems that they are deliberately maintaining the quiet silence of the moment. Before she was about to be the first to speak, Mo Yunhan heard Yuan Sui's trembling breathing that was so clear that it couldn't be concealed.
"I ...... I really didn't expect things to be resolved so quickly. Yuan Sui held the door frame with one hand and coughed slightly, "Anyway...... I don't know how to express my gratitude to you other than saying 'thank you' over and over again...... I-"
"Does seeing that scene just now make you feel a little relieved?" Ling Shucheng leaned against the wall relaxedly, and his tone was different from what he had ever said.
After a moment of hesitation, Yuan Sui lowered his head, sobbed, and slowly squatted down holding his knees.
"You see your own shadow in the father and daughter, right?" Ling Shucheng's voice was slow but extremely clear, mixing not too obvious echoes in the small room, "So, answering me, witnessing someone similar to you with your own eyes, but seeing some of your regrets, will you feel relieved, or ......?" โ
This is no less than asking Yuan Sui to tear open his wounds. Mo Yunhan stomped anxiously behind the sofa, and was about to come out to stop it, when he heard Yuan Sui's slightly crying answer.
"I ...... I do not know. Yuan Sui covered his face with his hands vigorously and said intermittently, "But...... However, you rescued Huang Shi, what a ...... It's just wonderful. โ
In the gap of the sofa, Mo Yunhan saw Ling Shucheng first glance at her lightly, and then took a few steps forward and stood in front of Yuan Sui.
"When watching others endure the hardships they have experienced, it is a rare character to be able to be unfortunate and not to stand idly by, but to be eager to help as much as possible." Ling Shucheng's diction is as written as ever, as if the middle school Chinese teacher appreciates the most and is full of gentle and positive energy, "I can't guarantee that under the same conditions, I can do it myself." โ
Yuan Sui was visibly shaken.
"I can't say I know you...... But," Ling Shucheng used a little force, grabbed Yuan Sui's trembling wrist, his eyes were calm and determined, not like he was expounding, but more like announcing the sentence, "Many times, will your description of yourself be too extreme?" It's like deliberately smearing, hoping that everyone will be scared and turn around and leave. โ
The heat continued to pour from the wrist that was grabbed by Ling Shucheng to the hundreds of limbs, and Yuan Sui raised his head blankly.
"I never felt like you did anything wrong. Whether it's not being able to fully accept your current family, or being unable to honestly make friends with sincerity......" Ling Shucheng paused, "Do you know why?" โ
"Because you have a more tolerant personality......"
"No, it's not." Ling Shucheng shook his head, "Because, I'm the same." โ
Yuan Sui's reddened eyes gradually widened.
"It's strange to go through so many bad things and force yourself to maintain an idealized 'nobility' that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve, isn't it?" Ling Shucheng rubbed his eyebrows and helped her stand up semi-forcedly, "You didn't choose to retaliate, you just can't completely forgive, this is already very gentle." To tell you the truth, I have dealt with quite a few prisoners with extreme tendencies. In order to exonerate themselves from the end of the road, the so-called 'tragic past' that they shouted hoarsely out of their mouths is far from you and me - I am not as sympathetic or hypocritical as you think. โ
"I ...... I don't think you're a hypocrite ......."
"Alright." Ling Shucheng glanced down at the time, and then beckoned to Mo Yunhan, "You guys go back and rest first." Once you've calmed down a bit, we'll talk about what you want to leave the group. โ