Chapter 140

Her fingertips were cold and his palms were dry and warm.

Fu Jinnan tightened his hand in silence. Shen Ruan raised his eyes slightly, breathed heavily from his chest and held Fu Jinnan's hand back.

His expression moves, the eye ground glides a dark color, tight long finger tightly, hold her firmly in the palm of the hand.

They didn't wait long. The door of the operating room opened, and the nurses in the room rushed out. Shen Ruan leaned forward slightly and looked at the door of the operating room involuntarily.

Knowing that she could not see anything, she could not help but look inside. Fu Jinnan remained silent beside her and gently held her hand as she leaned over.

The nurse took things and hurried back, Shen Ruan saw that she was holding a bag of plasma.

When the door of the operating room was closed again, Shen Ruan fell back slightly, leaning against the back of his chair, and his eyes dropped to the floor. They waited quietly.

Five or six minutes later, the door of the operating room was opened again. The nurse just came out in a hurry and looked at them.

"Are you Shen Cong's family?"

Shen Ruan lost his composure. Hearing the nurse's words, Shen Ruan immediately got up from his chair, and Fu Jinnan got up with him.

The nurse said: "it's OK. Don't be nervous. The patient has lost too much blood now. There is no type a blood in our blood bank. I'll adjust it now and the operation time will be prolonged."

Fu Jin Nan said in a deep voice: "I am type a blood, how much do I need? You can smoke mine. "

The nurse looked him in the eye and said, "the young man inside lost a lot of blood. You can't draw so much by yourself. Type A? Come and have a look. "

"Well." He patted her hand placidly and whispered, "wait for me here."

Shen Ruan nodded and watched them leave. His sight returned to the direction of the operating room.

Since her parents died, she has not experienced this kind of panic for a long time.

There was too much blood loss. Just now the nurse had already taken a bag of plasma into it. It was not enough. Fu Jinnan's blood donation was not enough.

She has clinical experience and probably knows that Shen Cong's situation is not easy to say. Don't worry.

She had lost some sense and was full of fear.

It took about ten minutes for Fu Jin Nan nan to come back. His face was as usual, but his lips were lighter than before. When she looked at it carefully, she felt that it was her own illusion.

When he sat down, she asked in a low voice, "how much did you smoke?"

Fu Jinnan calmly replied, "not much. It's normal."

After a pause, the nurse passed in front of them with the plasma. The door of the operating room opened and closed again.

Shen Ruan withdrew his eyes and sincerely said thanks to him.

Fu Jinnan looked back at her eyes, her eyes were light, "nothing to thank, just just just right."

Just then he was there, just as he heard the phone call, just as he also followed, happened to be type a blood, coincidence is not it?

Shen Ruan bent his lips and turned his head slightly. Where he could not see, her eyes were wet.

Shen Cong was chopped several times. When he came out, he was still unconscious. He had to be sent to the observation room for observation for a night.

Shen Ruan saw that his hair had been shaved and his head had been stabbed. He was in a mess. His nose was sour and his tears were coming down.

Shen Ruan didn't know the details from the beginning to the end until others sent them in and the police came.

Shen Cong and his friends came by bus to play. The car broke down and the driver asked someone to repair it. Because of the contradiction between the price and others, Shen Cong was directly retaliated.

At that time, most of the people ran away. The fool and several others saw that the driver was surrounded by the crowd. He slowed down and said two more words. As a result, he was chased by others with a knife as his accomplice.

When he was sent to the hospital, his whole body was covered with blood, and the pain was too much to say. The nurse on the road saw that he was covered with blood and didn't know where he was hurt.

Close to the voice, where is his mobile phone.

Shen Cong says that he is lost. The nurse shouts in his ear and asks him where his family phone number is. Shen Cong doesn't know where perseverance comes from, and struggles to open his eyes.

He took out the mobile phone full of blood from his pocket. When he dialed the phone, the wolf cried and howled, which scared all the people nearby. At that time, he thought he was going to die.

Shen Ruan was silent and listened to the police. At last, they told her that there was another driver on the scene at that time. It would be impossible to send him to the hospital.

The injury was too serious to be rescued and left directly. There were two others. One was Shen Cong, who was OK when he was sent to the hospital, and the other was more serious than him.

They said to Shen Ruan, "Mr. Shen is a hero." Although he did not succeed in saving the driver.

Heroes.

Go to the hero of Temo!

She turned her back and turned red in her eyes. Fu Jinnan looked back and saw her lonely and stubborn figure. Her back was straight, her chin was slightly raised, and she could not see her expression.But the glass of the window in front of her completely reflected her fragile side. Fu Jinnan walked over and walked around her. Shen Ruan did not want to let him see his embarrassed appearance.

Fu Jinnan raised his hand and gently drew her over and pressed her on his shoulder.

Shen Ruan did not resist. He pressed his forehead to his chest. After a while, his clothes on his chest felt wet.

He heard her low voice, "go to special hero, Shen Cong that fool."

The voice was not very low. The two policemen standing not far away could also hear them. They looked at each other and their faces were full of embarrassment.

The current atmosphere was not suitable. He knew that, but he couldn't help but lift the corner of his lips. His narrow eyes were full of smile. He bowed his head in her hair and kissed her and said, "you're right."

Shen Cong woke up at noon the next day. After staring at the ceiling for a while, he heard a slightly familiar voice saying, "wake up?"

He turned his head slightly with difficulty. The purpose was Fu Jinnan's beautiful face. Shen Cong glared, "am I dead?"

Fu Jin's face was so black that he didn't even want to throw his white eyes at him. He turned around with a bottle of medicine in his hand and said coldly to him, "close your eyes."

Shen Cong looks at him stupidly. The whole person has not responded. His expression is very twisted. He wants to cry and bear it. If his expression is too strong, he will tear the wound on his head.

So he held back and did not dare to act rashly.

Hold back the voice way: "am I ok?" He asked, vaguely, with a little expectation.

Fu Jinnan was too lazy to respond to him. He repeated, word by word: "eyes, eyes, close, close."

Shen Cong did not dare to resist. He closed his eyes obediently. In a short time, he felt a little cool on his scalp, and the taste of the potion went down to his nose. He gently moved his nose.

In response, this is to give him medicine, he secretly relieved, and secretly want to laugh, it seems that is not dead!!

Thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong. If he didn't read it wrong, the man he saw just now was Fu Jinnan?

Fu Jinnan is helping him with the medicine?

It must be a dream!

How could it be? Fu Jinnan helped him with the medicine? Unless he's dead!

Dead!?

Shen Cong opened his eyes, and what reflected in his eyes was Shen Ruan's face. He glared again, his lips shriveled, and his tears almost came up. He called out wrongly, "sister."

Shen Cong pretended not to be able to see her. She pursed her mouth and tried hard. Finally, he felt a little wet in his eyes. He was so painful that he could not move. He could only look at her pitifully.

The feeling of the survivors made him want to cry.

"Sister." He yelled, and Shen Ruan said, "Oh.".

Then listen to him appoint aggrieved way: "very terrible, I just dreamt, surname Fu that man."

The feeling that something was rubbing on his head suddenly disappeared. The handsome face he had just seen reappeared in front of him. He looked at himself without expression and asked, "do you mean me?"

Shen Cong, "..."

After the disaster, Shen Cong returned to his childhood as if he had recovered his life. He was too affectable. After a while, when he didn't see anyone, he asked his sister and sister to keep calling for people everywhere.

For a while, I have to feed him for dinner. For a while, I want Shen Ruan to sit on the edge to talk to him, shake hands, and a mirror to see if he is disfigured.

Fu Jin Nan stood on the edge without any expression. He felt an impulse to make him faint again. The doctor said that he was very weak and was seriously injured.

But in his eyes, Shen Cong is in a lively state. Where is his weakness? The doctor is talking nonsense!

When Shen Cong again calls for Shen Ruan, Fu Jinnan walks over and closes the door without politeness.

They spent some money to Shen Cong and he was the only one.

Therefore, after the door was closed, he and Fu Jinnan were left in the ward.

After a moment's conversation, Shen Cong and I stare at each other

He went to the edge of the bed, looked at him with his arms around his chest, and said in his mouth, "go down to get the medicine."

"Oh."

There was a silence.

Suddenly, they said, "how can you be here?"

"How do you feel?"

Shen Cong's face is full of uneasiness, and Fu Jinnan's concern makes him have a kind of unrealistic dream feeling. He is full of something wrong. He avoids his sight and can't help looking at it secretly.

Seeing that he was looking at himself, his eyes were different from those in the past. It seemed that he really cared.

Shen Cong Wei Leng, don't twist ground low voice way: "OK, is hemp ache hemp ache."

"Well, bear with it, the effect of the anesthetic has not been completely withdrawn, and it will be more painful."Hearing this, Shen Cong is not good. Fall, who is this! Can you talk!

Although, what he said is not wrong.

But how to be frank? Not comforting?

Fu Jinnan didn't know how rich his inner drama was. Seeing him turn his face away, he said, "fortunately, you don't have many big wounds. It won't be too bad."