There is no flying dust.

There are no explosions that happen anytime and anywhere.

There are no small spaces and a dark world that borders on despair.

There is no suffocating feeling that you can't breathe fresh air even when you open your mouth.

In the white single room, Zhou Yang looked at the ceiling and took a deep breath.

It wasn't long after the soldiers and war correspondents arrived and left again.

Because of the sequelae of blood loss, Zhou Yang's body did not have any strength, but his spirit was very good, after escaping death, he felt that everything around him was full of freshness and beauty, and he even keenly heard the crisp chirping of birds not far away.

After lying down for a while, after he saw the bag next to him, he seemed to think of something, and subconsciously supported his body and sat up.

Because of the large range of motion, Zhou Yang inevitably affected the wound on his arm......

When he was in that small area, Zhou Yang didn't feel any pain at all, even when he was on the plane, he didn't feel any pain, but when Zhou Yang was lying on the hospital bed and everything was safe, he instead had a feeling that the skin and flesh of his whole body were cut by the blade one by one and sprinkled with salt on it.

In the end, he still endured the pain and took out the two cameras, transferred the files in the cameras to the computer, and then took out all the things in the phone one by one, and carefully checked them.

Video after video, scene after scene, thinking about it at this moment, Zhou Yang suddenly began to feel a chill down his spine......

In order to pursue some sense of reality, in order to satisfy the trace of Wenqing obsessive-compulsive disorder in my heart that I don't know where it came from, this price is really too great.

"Knock knock!"

"Come in, huh, Dr. Zhao?"

Zhou Yang turned off the notebook, hid the notebook and camera under the pillow, and saw that the door of the ward was slowly pushed open.

When he saw the person clearly, he was immediately surprised, and regardless of the pain, he sat up straight as soon as possible.

The person who came was Zhao Kongliang, who used to be Zhou Yang's father's attending doctor, and once helped Zhou Yang when Zhou Yang was in the most difficult time.

After meeting on March 9 last year, the two have not seen each other for a year.

"Haha, you lie down, I just heard that you came to our people's hospital, so I stopped by to see you......" At this moment, Zhao Kongliang came to Zhou Yang with a basket of fruits and laughed.

"Doctor Zhao, sit, sit, sit......" Zhou Yang nodded repeatedly.

The grace of dripping water is reciprocated by springs, Zhou Yang has met many nobles in his life, and Zhao Kongliang is also one of them.

Zhao Kongliang sat down, glanced at the scars on Zhou Yang's hands, and then looked away.

He didn't ask how Zhou Yang was injured, nor did he ask where Zhou Yang went. He naturally knows that there are things to ask and things not to ask.

After sitting down, he chatted with Zhou Yang about some past events and talked about the touches when "Mine Bottom" was released.

chatted and chatted, and unconsciously talked about Zhou Yang's father when he was in the hospital......

The atmosphere began to change from relaxed at the beginning to a little dull and depressing.

When talking about the bed next door to Zhou Yang's father, Zhou Yang learned from Dr. Zhao Kongliang that the patient, who was only about 30 years old, finally left the hospital because he couldn't afford the treatment during the Chinese New Year this year......

Zhou Yang's expression suddenly became very embarrassed.

That young man was only thirty years old!

"I think it's leukemia, right?"

"Hmm."

There was a sudden silence in the single room, neither of them seeming to want to go any further into the topic.

Zhou Yang is undoubtedly lucky, after experiencing hardship and despair, he finally achieved something, but other struggling people are not as lucky as Zhou Yang.

"Director Zhou......"

"Huh?"

"Are you interested in making a film about patients?"

"Huh?"

"Last year, the hospital had a plan to shoot a hospital promotional video to help patients improve their confidence in the next three years, and now this project has been officially launched, if you are interested......

"Promotional film, I may not make ......" Zhou Yang shook his head and looked out the window for a long time: "However, maybe I will make another movie that is also about patients......"

"What movie?"

"It's just a concept......"

"Okay, if it meets our hospital plan, I will apply for the following with the leader."

"Uh-huh."

Then Zhao Kongliang chatted with Zhou Yang about some other topics, and after chatting, Zhao Kongliang stood up and left.

Zhou Yang looked at the huge single room, and his eyes flashed with a hint of confusion.

When he lay back in bed, countless memories flooded through his mind over and over again.

He closed his eyes......

Somehow, those memories became clearer and clearer, and even faintly, Zhou Yang could still hear a familiar voice in his ears.

Zhou Yang suddenly began to get tired, he closed his eyes, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

…………………………

When Zhou Yang woke up again, it was already around eight o'clock in the evening.

Although it is a single room, it is naturally impossible to be quiet in a place like a hospital.

Cries, pleadings, pains......

These voices lingered in Zhou Yang's ears all the time.

Zhou Yang suddenly felt very irritable in his heart, and he wanted to get out of bed and leave here, but with his current situation, it was still a little difficult to get out of bed, mainly because it was too painful.

When I moved my body, it was like scraping bones and skin, and I was in a cold sweat.

Just then, his "Polaroid" phone rang.

He was stunned for a moment, and then took out his mobile phone for the first time and looked at the unfamiliar number on the phone.

This phone number is only Ville. Smith knows.

After a moment's hesitation, he answered the phone, and then he heard that it was not Will. Smith, but Christian.

"Mr. Zhou Yang, I've come to China...... Where are you? ”

"I'm at Yenching People's Hospital...... Christian, how do you know this number? ”

"I'll talk about it when I come over."

"Okay."

After about an hour, Christian, fully armed and wrapped his whole body like a rice dumpling, pushed open the door of the hospital room.

When he came in, he sat on the chair with a very serious expression and looked at Zhou Yang: "Mr. Zhou Yang, I received a message from Ville. A phone call from Mrs. Smith......"

"What did he say?"

"His situation seems to be very dangerous, someone seems to be watching him, you guys have captured something amazing, haven't you?" Christian looked at Zhou Yang.

"......" Zhou Yang did not speak.

He was silent.

He understands that there are some things that need to be taken seriously.

"Someone wants to buy that thing at a high price...... Christian continued after seeing Zhou Yang's appearance.

"I didn't shoot that video, it's ......" Zhou Yang shook his head.

"I know that thing was not taken by you, it was taken by a photographer named K, and when the photographer named K was shooting things, someone in the base had seen him, he seemed to be a black photographer, of course, some eyewitnesses thought he was a white photographer, and someone in the military also found some clues about him, and found that after he finished shooting things, he hurried back to Laomei with the photographic content that day, and his flights were all recorded......" Christian looked at Zhou Yang very seriously.

"Mr. Christian, I want to know, what the hell are you going to do?" Zhou Yang's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he was suddenly a little frightened.

He wasn't stupid, when Christian said this, he instantly realized that this guy definitely knew something, and at the same time, he realized that there was a mysterious force behind Christian.

This force is dangerous.

He suddenly became serious.

"I just want to maintain the justice in my heart, no one can stop the times, evil must be exposed under the light, innocent people can't die in vain, we blacks, we also have human rights! It's everywhere! Christian suddenly became extremely serious, and his words were soft, but full of solemnity.

Zhou Yang looked at Christian's righteous appearance, but he felt very strange in his heart, and he didn't know why, the words "devil translation" suddenly appeared in his mind.

He's obviously white, but what he does is ......

"Mr. Christian, I can give you the video but not sell it but give it to the person behind it for free, I only have one request, this video, has nothing to do with me!" Zhou Yang thought for a long time and finally said this.

"Huh?"

"Mr. Christian, no matter what, I don't want to get involved in anything, I just want to make a good movie...... Next, I probably won't be to Lao Mei for a long time! ”

Zhou Yang's camera called up all the content, and then cut out some key parts about himself in those materials for the first time, watched it for a long time, and after confirming that there was no problem, Zhou Yang deleted the original video in front of Christian.

After the deletion, he sent the cut version to Christian himself.

After Christian took the video, he glanced at Zhou Yang.

"This is an era, and we are all unsung heroes of this era!" Christian glanced at Zhou Yang with a bright smile on his face.

"Mr. Christian, I would like to ask, why are you doing this?" Zhou Yang finally asked this question in his heart.

"I also have black blood, my maternal grandfather is a black ......" When Christian showed a smile, under Zhou Yang's stunned, Christian put on a hat and mask, continued to wrap his bloated appearance, and then lowered his head: "Mr. Zhou Yang, we will not forget your kindness, this era needs people like you, no matter what you do, in the future, we will do our best to help you......"

"No, I don't want to do anything......"

Christian was sensational, but Zhou Yang shook his head solemnly.

Christian had helped him so much before, and now they had done so.

……………

It was late at night.

Zhou Yang lay on the bed and had a dream.

In the dream, he seemed to smell a fragrant smell.

There seems to be a pair of hands, right next to him...

He snapped his eyes open......

"Mr. An?"

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There are only two updates today.,Some of the content of the previous chapters has to be modified.,If you don't change it, I'm afraid the book will be gone.

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