687 Imprisonment of Love(2)
White millet avoided the wound on his shoulder and took a bath. Whether it was a wound or a broken finger, it hurt terribly.
In the middle of the night, she lay down in bed and fell asleep. In those ten days, in a foreign country, every night lying in a strange bed, looking out of the unfamiliar window, I felt that my heart was empty, always tossing and turning, and it was difficult to sleep. Now lying on the bed, looking at the window opposite, feeling the real pain on my shoulder, the feeling of emptiness in my heart is less. She closed her eyes, gathered the quilt, and let herself sleep.
Midnight.
The wound suddenly hurt badly, and she slowly woke up. In a daze, she thought she was in her own home, turned her head, looked out of the window, and saw that the window had opened the curtains and turned on the light, and she suddenly realized where she was at the moment.
In the next moment, I was even more surprised.
In the room where the night owl lived, the window was opened! It's so weird! At this time, it is a critical moment, all windows are bulletproof, and the danger of opening windows is naturally self-evident.
Afraid that something would happen to him, Bai Suye didn't dare to slack off, and immediately rolled over from the bed. I pulled the mini telescope I had brought with me from the dial and looked into the room.
In the room, many people, back and forth, were white-robed doctors.
She recognized Tang Songlai.
Yu An was still standing next to the bed.
So...... Night Stalker: What's wrong?
Bai Suye remembered Tang Song's words that the warhead was still in his heart, and his chest tightened.
Worried, she didn't even put on her coat, put on the pajamas they had prepared for her, dragged her slippers, and hurriedly opened the door of the room and went out.
When I walked out of the annex building, I found that it was raining. The cold wind mixed with the dripping rain blew like a knife. This season, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and the cold air enters the wound, and I only feel a cone-like pain. However, she did not hesitate, plunged into the wind, and hurried to the main building.
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She is directly on the third floor.
Three o'clock in the morning. As always, the third floor is still heavily guarded. originally thought that someone would stop her, but after Li Shi just glanced at her, he didn't stop her.
She pushed open the door to her room and hurried in.
I only heard Tang Song talking to the assistant beside him in a deep voice: "There have been palpitations." Open the windows to the maximum and allow for good air circulation. The door is also open! Yu An, you all let out, don't stand next to his bedside! β
Tang Song's tone was very heavy. Just listening to this tone, Bai Xiaoye also knew that his situation was not good.
Yu An agreed, and was about to turn around to the door to open the door, but when he looked sideways, he saw the white millet leaf standing at the door. Yu An's eyes were bloodshot. It seemed that he was already haggard, and when he saw her running over with wet hair and clothes, he had no intention of rushing her again, so he just raised his lips and said sarcastically, "You are more positive than anyone else about Mr.'s current situation." β
Bai Suye had no intention of having any conflict with him at the moment, but just listened to Tang Song's door open, and asked Yu An softly, "He...... How's it going? β
"Not so well, as you like."
"......" Bai Suye's gaze swept over Yu An and fell on the groggy man lying on the bed.
The position of his heart seemed to be very uncomfortable. The big palm has been covering his chest, even if there is an injury there, the strength he pressed has not slackened a little. The face without a trace of blood was covered with cold sweat at the moment.
The white millet leaf breathed heavily. A few meters away, she watched from a distance, as if she felt empathy, and her chest was a little out of breath.
Her eyelashes fluttered twice and she took a step forward.
Yu An's eyebrows tightened, and she almost subconsciously raised her hand to stop her. Bai Suye paused in his footsteps and slowly pushed his hand away, "I won't hurt him......"
The words were said to Yu An, but his eyes kept falling on the night owl.
Yu An looked at her tightly, and all kinds of complicated emotions were surging in her eyesβworried, regretful, stubborn, and even ...... affectionate, all made him slightly stunned. This woman...... Whether it was ten years ago or ten years later, it was ...... I can still play a good show! The feelings she deceives are far more than love. Friendship, she can also be dismissive.
Even so, Yu An didn't stop her again. With so many people here, it was impossible for her to hurt the night owl.
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Tang Song injected the night owl with a few injections, and the pain on the night owl's face finally eased a little.
Tang Song breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw the white millet leaves.
"Why are you here?"
Moreover, he was wearing pajamas and had some wet hair.
"He, how's it going?"
Tang Song shook his head, "The warhead left in the body causes severe heart palpitations and heartache. The situation is not good. Just got a tranquilizer and painkillers. The wound broke open again and had to be redressed. β
As he spoke, Tang Song took the scissors and quickly re-cut the gauze that had been soaked in blood.
Under the gauze, the bloody wounds were exposed, making her breath tremble. The wound on his shoulder was really nothing compared to the wound on his body. The guns on his body were all shot in fatal places......
"It's not too early, you go and rest, you're still wounded. Wounds need to be recuperated. β
Tang Song bandaged neatly and talked to her.
Bai Xiaoye stood on the edge of the bed, hugged his thin self with one arm, his eyes fell on him heavily, and he whispered for a while, "I'm not sleepy." β
Tang Song glanced at her sideways, and the worry in her eyes could not be concealed.
In the end, he just shook his head helplessly, "If you are really acting now, it would be a waste not to apply for an Oscar." β
Bai Suye didn't want to talk to him about this topic, so he only asked, "Is he in a stable situation now?" β
"Not yet."
"That ......"
"The warhead remains in the body and is very susceptible to infection. I just had a fever, and now it's going to go down a bit, but it might come back later, so I'll have to keep an eye on it. No one had to sleep tonight. Tang Song pursed his lips regretfully, "I really shouldn't have taken you in on my own initiative, seeing you, it didn't do him any good for his injury, but now it's worsening." If something really happens to him this time, I am the direct murderer, and you are an accomplice. β
"Go to sleep when you're done, I'll stay and watch over him. If there is any problem, I will call you again. β
"You?" Tang Song glanced at her and shook his head, "Forget it, if you really let you stay, I must be making trouble for myself." You're still wounded, go to sleep. Don't make me look back, I have to take care of two. β
"I'll stay." The stubborn way of the white millet leaves.
Tang Song couldn't help but look at her twice, "You don't have any other purpose, right?" β
A chill crossed Bai Suye's heart. In fact, she has long been used to the taste of being suspicious, but she still feels ...... It's very uncomfortable......