This is the end of my sophomore year of high school. I got a better grade in the final exam. My father compared my results with the science class of the first and second middle schools, and I was ranked fifth in the second middle school and the top ten in the first middle school.

Needless to say, whether it is the principal, the class teacher, or the parents, they are all very happy.

Only Xiong Yanfei knows where my motivation for learning comes from.

Not only did I finish the review materials that my father brought from the second middle school, but I also asked my father to find a way to find a way to complete a set of materials used by the students of the first middle school, and I digested them all. Some problems that I don't understand, some problems that the teachers in Tiezhong can't explain clearly, I regularly go back to Hua'an No. 2 Middle School to find teachers there to solve. My father introduced me to the best teacher in the second middle school.

I would like to thank my father for this.

Xiong Yanfei's results are certainly not ideal, but she is not sad at all, she is happy for me.

I thought that I could soak with Xiong Yanfei during the summer vacation like the winter vacation, but Xiong Yanfei's parents took her to Shanghai for a review, and she stayed in Shanghai for a long time, so my idea withered.

During Xiong Yanfei's stay in Shanghai, I locked myself in my room every day. I hid in my room and missed Xiong Yanfei, reading books, listening to music, and giving.

I take the bus to Xiong Yanfei's villa every few days. Sitting in the car, I was full of hope and thought to myself, it's been three weeks, and it's time to come back; July is over, it's time to come back; It's already early August, longer than the last time she went to Shanghai, so it's time to come back...... But the tall iron door was always closed.

Every time I returned, I couldn't tell how depressed I was, sitting on the bus or walking down the sidewalk, wondering: What happened to Xiong Yanfei? Could it be that her condition has deteriorated? But haven't all these months been good?

When I wake up in the morning and open my eyes, or lie in bed at night, mosquitoes "protest" outside the mosquito net, I wonder: how can going for a follow-up stay longer than the treatment? Will the re-examination reveal any new problems?

Bitter mother.

My mother's abnormal behavior made my mother feel no worries.

I remember one time when I was stuffy in my room for too long, I went out of my room to go to the bathroom, and I was going to play a few kicks in the playground of No. 2 Middle School, and I slammed the door open, and my mother, who was close to the door to know my movements, was not wary and almost fell in the door.

I can imagine how worried my mother is.

But I didn't know how to see it, and walked out of the door with the ball.

I walked out the door, down a few steps, and for some reason turned around to find my mother standing in the doorway.

Because of the holiday, there are only a few people exercising in the huge playground. I was completely venting, kicking the ball forward, and then chasing the ball as if I was desperate, and catching the ball was another big kick.

Although the sun is about to set, the temperature is still extremely hot. Knowing how to scream on the old camphor tree or on the metasequoia on the edge of the playground. Finally I collapsed and lay down on the grass in the shade of a tree.

With my eyes closed, my hands and feet spread on the grass, I felt like I was lying on the surface of the sea. I wanted to just lie down and not want to wake up, not to wake up.

Suddenly, I heard a sob. The sound came and went, staccato and staccato. At first, I didn't care too much, and I didn't bother to care, but the sound always rang in my ears, like a mosquito that always haunts you in summer, and makes you have a desire to murder it, and you have to care about it.

I opened my eyes and sat up suddenly.

I was stunned by what I saw. Less than five meters in front of me, under a plane tree, a girl in a snow-white dress, about seventeen years old, sat on the ground against the plane tree, her arms were bloody, and her snow-white skirt was covered in blood, bright red blood.

Commit suicide by cutting your wrists!

God, this scene in the TV series, this plot that can only be found in other people's stories, actually appeared in front of me!

I subconsciously got up, hesitated slightly, but walked over to the girl.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

The girl's face was full of tears. She just sobbed, and there was no sound.

I don't know where I got the courage, so I picked up the girl and ran to the door of Hua'an No. 2 Middle School. The girl was motionless in my arms, and I was afraid that she would just shut up.

The playground is quite far from the school gate. I was already exhausted and now I am running with a big living person, which is really tiring. But I didn't dare to stop, and I didn't dare to let go. I knew I was saving a life.

Finally arrived at the school gate. There was a tricycle parked right in front of the school.

"Master, quick, master." I shouted.

The tricycle master reacted quickly. As soon as he turned around, the car came to me.

I carried the girl in my arms and got into the car.

"Quick, go to the Seventh Hospital." I commanded.

The girl was lying in my arms. She stopped crying. But tears kept pouring out of her eyes.

Blood was still pouring out of the girl's arm. The blood seems to be getting thicker.

I grabbed the girl's arm, and regardless of whether I was doing it right or wrong, I pressed my thumb against the bleeding spot. My fingers were covered in blood because of this.

The girl's eyes seemed to be closed, and her chest rose and fell evenly with her breathing.

"Hey, I said wake up. I said don't you go to sleep," I said, shaking the girl's body, "I said you must not hurt me." I'm here to save you. If you die like this, I'm done. ”

The more I talked, the more scared I felt.

yes, what if the girl dies in my arms? How can that be explained? Will the girl's parents put the blame on me? If that's the case, then you can't even wash it by jumping into the Yellow River.

So I kept urging the tricycle master.

The Seventh Hospital is not very far from Hua'an No. 2 Middle School, a few bus stops away, turn two or three streets, but at the moment I feel that there is a world far away.

It's finally here. I couldn't get the money out of my pocket, so I motioned for the master to reach into my pocket. The tricycle master understood what I meant, waved his hand and said, "No, no, it's important to send someone to the hospital." I didn't postpone it, I went straight to the emergency room with the girl in my arms, and I forgot to say thank you.

"Doctor, doctor!" I shouted.

"What's the matter?" A doctor walked out of the doctor's office.

"Quick, quick!" I say.

This is a middle-aged doctor in his forties, and he understands it as soon as he looks at the scene.

"Quick, carry it to the inner room."

A nurse came along.

There is a table in the middle. I put the girl on the table. The moment I let go of the girl, I felt like my hands didn't belong to me anymore. In fact, it is because of the continuous tension and force for too long, so that the hands lose sensation.

I gasped for air. The girl lay quietly on the platform, her face frighteningly pale. With a round face and slightly protruding cheekbones, the more you look at it, the more you feel like you've seen it somewhere.

The doctor and nurse talked.

I was amused to leave the emergency room.

I have blood all over my hands. I walked to the bathroom. Looking through the mirror above the sink in the bathroom, I saw some blood on my face as well. I washed the blood off my face with water.

"Hey, what about people? Lad, lad! "I heard the nurse calling.

I hurriedly walked out of the bathroom. "Are you calling me?"

"The patient was bleeding too much and needed a blood transfusion." The nurse said.

"Blood transfusion? You're losing to her. ”

"It's hard for us to find the right blood type in a short period of time."

"Is it okay to use mine? I have blood type O. "I remember that my blood was type O.

"That's great. Please come and verify. ”

I followed the nurse into the nurses' station. She found a very special piece of paper (blood type test strip), and then she grabbed one of my fingers and stabbed me in the finger with a small object (broken glass). I felt a piercing pain.

Next, the nurse grabbed my finger and let the blood drip onto the blood type test strip.

"You do have type O blood." After a while, the nurse said.

"How dare I lie to you. I know it's going to kill me if I make the mistake. I said.

"It's my job to verify." The nurse smiled.

I lost 400cc of blood because of this.

About half an hour later, the girl was transferred to the ward. I hesitated to follow, but the nurse called me, "Why can't you come yet?" ”

"Me?"

"You're not coming, who's coming?" The nurse said.

I followed the nurse into the room. This ward also has three beds, and there is already a patient in the ward.

The girl is receiving an infusion.

The nurse said to me, "The patient has stabilized. It should be fine. However, she was still weak. So please take good care of it. ”

"Me? Take care of her? My eyes widened.

"I mean, you're weird? If you don't take care of her, I will take care of her? By the way, you go through the hospitalization procedures and pay the money. The nurse said.

"Me?" That's when I realized that I was in big trouble, "I don't have any money." ”

"I mean, you're a young man...... Are you a charity when our hospital is it? What are you doing in the hospital if you don't have money? The nurse glared.

"You think I'm a philanthropist?" I was louder, too, "I don't want to come to the hospital." ”

"yes, I said you were still with me. That's not the attitude you had when you called us to rescue us. We saved your people first based on the principle of saving people first, and now you still say that you have no money? According to the normal procedures, you can pay the money first and then see a doctor. "The nurse didn't give up. The nurse is also a fierce person.

"Don't make any noise," said the patient's family member in the ward, "why are you arguing in the ward?" The girl seems to have something to say. ”

We stopped arguing.

"I'm sorry for arguing you." I said to the patient's family.

"What's the matter?" The nurse turned to talk to the girl. Her attitude turned 180 degrees.

"Nurse, he's saving me, he's not my person. Don't embarrass him. The girl said.

"What? He's not your brother or boyfriend? Now it was the nurse's turn to be surprised. She looked at me and at the girl.

"It's not. He was the one who brought me to the hospital. The girl continued.

"Ah, you see I'm mistaken. Sorry, young man. "The nurse apologized to me.

I laughed twice.

"But you have to find a way to pay the money." The nurse said.

"You mean me?" I asked.

"Isn't it you, are you still a patient? What can a little girl do while lying in bed? Anyway, no matter what you think, you have to get the hospitalization procedures done quickly. ”

It's a thing that fell from the sky!