Chapter 62

The door of the rescue room was opened from inside. Qi Yan with a ventilator was pushed out. The nurse stopped the people who wanted to surround: "the patient is still very weak. Please don't get close to relatives and friends to avoid wound infection."

The people who were still very excited stopped together, stretched their necks and looked at Qi Yan on the bed, but they only saw a cluster of hair on his head.

Seeing the patients' relatives and friends were very cooperative, and the medical staff were relieved. Sometimes they met some unreasonable patients' families and clamored to see the patients, regardless of whether it would have any impact on the patient's body. I don't know what happened to this young man. There were so many wounds on his body. The most terrible one was the wound on his arm. It seemed that he was forcibly cut by some blunt instrument and released a lot of blood.

Just now they heard that the young man suffered so many injuries for the country. They still admire him very much, because just looking at the wound, they know how painful it was when he was cut. If they came, they might not be able to survive long ago. But the young man has a strong desire to survive, so their rescue can be so successful.

Qi Yan felt that he was in a dream. In the dream, he was wearing small back shorts and swimming in the river at the foot of the mountain. The water was cool. He happily drilled into the water and grabbed a big fish. He turned to the other side of the bank and the old man said, "master, we are making pickled fish today."

"What pickled cabbage fish to eat, directly braised," the old man knocked his cigarette gun and patted his robe, "get up and go back to cook."

Qi Yan's unhappy flat mouth. Why did he cook again? It's clearly not his turn to cook today. When he swam to the shore and was about to go ashore, a cold hand rushed out from the bottom of the water and grabbed his foot. The mission dragged him underwater. Qi Yan had no time to say a word, and the whole person was flooded into the water.

Gollum.

He stared, the water poured into his nose and ears, and the world became quiet. A bunch of purple light suddenly shone through the water to drive away the boundless darkness. He stared at the purple light and his body fell a little bit.

Suddenly, the purple light surrounded him. He was like a small fish locked in a bubble and slowly floated out of the water. He was still rising, rising a little. He saw green grass, blue sky like sea and white clouds like marshmallow.

Above the clouds, the golden light was everywhere. He reached out and touched the purple bubble. The golden light shone on his whole body and the breeze blew. He thought comfortably that this was the feeling of flying.

Boo.

The purple bubble burst suddenly, and he fell down heavily. At that moment, he had only one feeling, that was pain, boundless pain.

"Pain..."

Qi Yan opened his eyes and saw the pure white wall and blue curtains. There was a large LCD TV hanging on the opposite wall. The whole room was incredibly quiet.

This is... Ward? He can even smell the faint smell of disinfectant. The pain in his arm made his chaotic brain gradually return to normal. It seems that his Jiuding heaven and earth array should succeed, otherwise he is not lying in the hospital, but in the cemetery.

The doctor who was changing Qi Yan's wound dressing saw Qi Yan wake up with a look of ecstasy on his face. He turned and rang the call bell on the wall.

"The patient is awake!"

CEN Baihe, who had not slept well for several days, just closed his eyes and heard this sentence. He turned over from the bed in the lounge and got up. Because he moved too fast, he staggered. If the river didn't hold him, he would fall to the ground.

"Five little, be careful."

CEN Baihe ignored him, pushed his hand away and hurried to the intensive care unit next door.

The door of the intensive care unit was closed, and Cen Baihe couldn't get in, but fortunately the curtain was not closed. He could see the situation in the house through the window. But several doctors gathered around the hospital bed. He walked around the window and didn't see what happened to the money.

Seeing that the boss was worried about this, Dahe couldn't help sighing deeply. The boss's current state is really abnormal. The company's affairs are ignored and the family doesn't return. They stay in the hospital all day. As long as there is a little movement outside, they have to get up from bed and have a look. Where is caring for friends? It's more like

His heart was so cold that he pressed down the years.

"Pupil reflex is normal."

"The heartbeat is normal."

"The pulse is normal."

"Mr. Qi, you have been seriously injured. We are your attending doctor. Please don't get excited. We won't hurt you." many patients who have been seriously injured will have sequelae. After waking up, because their brain consciousness is still in the time of injury, they may have strong resistance to medical staff, so this situation, They need to try to calm the patient's mood and let the patient know that they are safe and will not be hurt again.

Although I don't know what the young man has experienced, from the wounds on his body, the means of the perpetrator must be very cruel. Otherwise, how could the patient have so many wounds and lose so much blood.

Many medical staff have made up for the stories of young people fighting against evil forces and finally being caught up by evil forces. Therefore, Qi Yan has become a national hero in their eyes.

Qi Yan blinked and wanted to bend his wrist, but found that he even moved his fingers, all in pain and cold sweat.

"Your injury is very serious," the attending doctor whispered when he saw Qi Yan's clear eyes. "We dare not use a lot of painkillers for fear that they will affect your body."

Qi Yan blinked again, opened his mouth and wanted to talk, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound.

The attending doctor took off his breathing mask, injected a little salty and sweet liquid into his mouth, and then applied a layer of cool ointment on his face and whole body.

I don't know how long later, the doctors around him finally went out, leaving only one nurse to check various instruments in the room. Qi Yan chirped his mouth and missed the pickled cabbage fish he hadn't had time to eat in his dream.

The door of the ward was pushed open again, but Qi Yan was afraid of pain, so he didn't turn his head to see it. He didn't know who it was until someone came to his bed and called him.

"Qian Qian..." Cen Baihe went to the bed in sterile clothes and sat down. When he saw Qi Yan's bare arm outside the quilt, his voice trembled slightly. "Wang Township is all right. Someone found two bodies in the mountain."

Qi Yan thought that this should be backfired by the array. But his intuition told him that the real culprits behind the scenes should still be alive, and the dead are small minions. This intuition was inexplicable, but he believed it.

But did Bai he catch a cold? Why is his voice so ugly. When they first met, he heard Bai He's charming subwoofer voice. His first thought was that if this person went to be a dubbing actor, he would be able to charm countless voice control actors.

Seeing Qi Yan's blinking eyes, cen Baihe bent down to let him see himself more clearly: "don't be afraid, I'll watch you outside."

Qi Yan said that he was not afraid at all. He could break the sacrificial heaven array and the lock tiger array at the same time. He was still alive. Even the meridians in his body showed signs of widening. He was not afraid at all. As the saying goes, if you don't die in a great disaster, you will have future blessings. His blessings will be as great as the sea.

Looking at the face of Cen Baihe, there is no lack of happiness, wealth and longevity. As long as you don't die, it is the life of a long life. Most importantly, the beautiful golden light of merit and virtue outside the purple Qi is thicker than others' hard cultivation for decades.

So, this time they found it! Think about it. I'm a little happy.

"Zhao Zhicheng gave me your mobile phone. I stopped all the people looking for you." Cen Baihe didn't dare to touch any inch of Qi Yan's skin. Finally, he just carefully touched his towering hair. "Your friends want to eat with you. I lied to him that you can't see them if you have something. Don't you blame me?"

Qi Yan:

"But even if you want to blame me, you can get better and settle accounts with me," Cen Baihe said in a hoarse voice. "Get better quickly, money."

Through the sterile protective cover, Qi Yan saw Cen Baihe's heartache and worry in the fundus of his eyes. He thought for a moment and smiled at Cen Baihe with pain. I always felt that if he didn't give any response, cen Baihe would cry.

No way, who calls him a close brother. It hurts. You can't watch your brother cry at his age.

"You have a good rest. I'll see you again in the afternoon." Cen Baihe saw Qi Yan's smile on his face, slightly removed his eyes, and strode out of the ward. At the moment the door was closed, he sat on the ground against the wall.

"Bai He." when third brother Cen came, he saw his brother sitting on the ground in stuffy sterile clothes. His two bodyguards and the people at the special security bureau stood beside him. He didn't know how to persuade him. He stepped forward and took off the head cover of Cen Baihe. "Do you want to suffocate yourself in it?"

"Third brother?" Cen Baihe stood up from the ground and turned to the lounge. Seeing this, brother Cen followed him uneasily.

"Bai He, look what you're like now?" brother Cen closed the door of the lounge and said helplessly, "even if you're worried about Master Qi, you should take good care of your body. Otherwise, when master Qi is well, you'll go to the hospital again."

"No," said Cen Baihe in a hoarse voice, "money said. From then on, I will live a long life."

"Are you serious?!" brother Cen was overjoyed. "Master Qi really said that?"

CEN Baihe laughed at himself and said, "yes, long life and good health."

"You..."

"Third brother, do you know what love is?"

The lounge was suddenly quiet. Brother Cen looked at Cen Baihe silently. After a long time, he sighed: "I know."

"Tell me, am I in love with money?"

Brother Cen wanted to say no, but he couldn't say "no" in the face of his brother's haggard face, red and swollen eyes and wrinkled shirts.

Although he didn't open his mouth, he didn't affect Cen Baihe. He stared out of the window, his tone was incredibly gentle.

"I think I'm in love with him."