Chapter 172

At the gate of Shangjing Municipal Bureau, a group of reporters carrying long guns and short cannons were crowded. They were stopped outside by the people in the security room. They were staring at the entrance of the Municipal Bureau building, for fear that they would miss the interviewees in the blink of an eye.

In the building, Yu Sheng stood behind the glass door in silence and watched the reporters rushing to the Municipal Bureau outside, blocking the gate. She was expected to be asked some relevant questions as soon as she showed up. This memory was enough to make her exhausted, and she didn't have the heart to deal with the reporters' interview. What's more, what should be said is said on the live broadcast. However deep it is, it involves the direction of police investigation. She will not disclose a word that hinders the handling of the case.

"You'll be trampled to death if you go out." Yu Sheng palm on the glass, like a trapped in the glass window, eager to be outside the bustling doll.

"It's true that these reporters will join in the fun whenever the flow is high. Criminal cases are not entertainment gossip. How can they let people report everywhere?" If Nan took a cap from the cabinet of his desk and went downstairs to Yu Sheng, "here you are. You can lick your face. Cover it."

"Thank you." Yu Sheng put on his hat.

"Two people, come out with me and open a road." If Nan hand a move, push open the glass door to go out, there are several male colleagues actively grab head to keep up with.

If Nan goes out for a while, she is surrounded by reporters. Taking advantage of her attention, Yu Sheng and Lu Yuqing sneak out of the house and drive to the parking lot to drive away.

Yu Sheng sits in the front passenger's seat, staring at the traffic outside in a daze.

Like countless previous injuries, Yu Sheng quickly built a solid fortress in his heart and wrapped up all his frailties to ensure that he was invulnerable.

After a long time, Yu Sheng suddenly asked, "how old am I supposed to live to?"

Lu Yuqing was shocked and turned the steering wheel uncontrollably. The vehicle drove out with dangerous castration and nearly hit the flower bed beside the road. Fortunately, Yu Sheng responded in time, reaching for the steering wheel and changing direction.

Lu Yuqing's out of control was just a moment. He regained his mind and drove smoothly on the road as if nothing had happened just now.

Yu Sheng's breath was not even, and his heart was palpitating, "even if I will die tomorrow, you can't let me have an accident today."

"With me, I won't let you die." Lu Yuqing's words are extremely firm, as if they can control the power of life and death.

Yu Sheng, as if he had never heard of it, did not take it to heart.

"If I had found you earlier, that would not have happened." Lu Yuqing blamed himself so much that he not only wanted to kill the murderer, but also wanted to kill himself. Only by tasting the pain that Yu Sheng had experienced, could he offset it.

"Can you watch me 24 hours a day?" Yu Sheng did not dare to move his eyes away from the steering wheel. He was afraid that he would be stimulated again and again in a short time. He was scared to cardiac arrest. "A person I don't know follows me 24 hours a day, and I'll call the police."

How frightening.

Lu Yuqing is silent. Even if Yu Sheng wants to put it down, he can't let go.

"So how long will I live to?" Yu Sheng asked repeatedly.

Lu Yuqing deliberately avoided this obnoxious topic and did not reply positively, "how could you suddenly ask this question?"

Yu Sheng thought, "let it be?"

Lu Yuqing did not answer, and glanced at Yu Sheng with Yu Guang.

"Recently, I feel inexplicably that the time is coming." Yu Sheng sticks his hand to the position of his heart, and feels the movement of the heart in his chest, which is quite powerful. However, there is an uneasiness in his heart, which reminds her that the time limit is coming and she should do what she wants to do as soon as possible.

Today, we believe in Tanghe and cooperate with it partly because of this.

The uneasiness in my heart is so strong that I can form a clear consciousness in my head and tell her again and again that she can't wait for the day when justice comes.

She was not only anxious to get the murderer to justice, but also worried that the case would be buried again, and she would be taken away with her death.

So even if she can't wait, the storm will not stop here.

"It's a short life. It's not long. It's probably coming soon." Yu Sheng tells that his death is coming. His indifferent attitude towards life and death makes Lu Yuqing see the shadow of the past.

"If you want to live, believe me."

Five words, open and upright, loud and clear.

Yu Sheng chuckled, his ugly face brightened a little, "do you want to live forever? You have done too much feudal superstition. "

I'm in a better mood.

Yu Sheng relaxed and leaned against the chair. Her soft eyes showed a little longing. She pursed her lips and laughed. She said casually, "if - this case is over and I'm still alive, I'll just buy that house."

Lu Yuqing's heart beat violently because of this sentence. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Yu Sheng's mobile phone rang

Lu Yuqing coldly shoots Yu Sheng's mobile phone out of his bag. The look in his eyes reveals the ferocity of throwing it out of the window to let the tires crush.

"Lu You, what can I do for you?" Yu Sheng answers the phone freely.Lu You is now standing in the operating room anxiously walking back and forth, walking two circles. Considering the mood of his teacher's mother, Sheng Sheng stops and walks a little farther to talk to Yu Sheng.

"How about people? Is it serious?" Yu Sheng's ease disappeared after listening to the contents of the phone, and his face was worried and anxious. Pause for a moment, listen to the person at the other end said a few words, she repeated, "well - um - I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Sheng said, "turn around and go to the third people's hospital."

Lu Yuqing frowned and said, "what happened to Lu You?"

"My teacher." Yu Sheng holds the mobile phone and her thumb constantly rubs the edge of the mobile phone, revealing her worry and anxiety.

Yu Sheng rushed to the third people's Hospital and rushed into the emergency building. At the nurse's station, he inquired where the head injured person who had just been delivered had surgery. Before waiting for the car to stop, Lu Yuqing went to the operating room on the second floor first.

In the waiting area for family members outside the operating room, there are many families of patients waiting outside, with different looks. Some people are playing with mobile phones and chatting with each other, which is slightly relaxed. Some people look dignified and feel like they are on pins and needles.

Lu You is trying to tell some jokes to reassure his mother. Her sight is firmly stuck on the door of the operating room. No matter how distracted Lu You is, he only entertains others, and the object is completely indifferent.

"Teacher mother." Yu Sheng approached and squatted in front of his teacher's mother, covering his twisted hands. "Don't worry. The teacher will be fine."

"He hurt his head." Lin Yufen stares at the operating room and speaks in a weak low voice,

Yu Sheng chokes, and the comfort she wants to export is stuck in her throat. She looks back at the red light in the operating room, and knows the degree of danger.

Zeng Qinghong has two in fifty this year. He usually works and sleeps regularly. He often exercises and is in good health. But he is really old. It's OK to hurt other places. It's really dangerous for him to hurt his vital head. People of this age have injured their heads, and many of them have become vegetative. The probability of surviving the crisis is very low.

Before the operation, the doctor will definitely inform him of the possibility. Lin Yufen was a high school teacher and a high-level intellectual. His heart is clear and he can't coax him.