Chapter 031

Katherine Bigelow and Janet Johnston rushed to UCLA Medical Center in downtown Santa Monica, near 12 a.m. Several police cars and ambulances are still flashing lights downstairs in the hospital where the emergency area of the medical center is located, and several private cars are parked nearby.

There was no time to find a suitable parking space. Catherine also parked her car in an open space under the hospital. She got off with Janet and walked to a middle-aged white policeman nearby.

"Hello, officer, we're friends of Simon westero," Catherine and Janet went up to the middle-aged policeman, introduced themselves and asked eagerly, "how's Simon doing now?"

Hearing Catherine's self introduction, the middle-aged policeman looked at the two elegant women in front of her and said, "I'm Charles heck, two ladies. Come with me first. Besides, do you know the contact information of Simon westrow's family? "

Catherine and Janet walk into the hospital building with Charles heck. Hearing each other's question, Catherine hesitates and says, "Simon should be an orphan. He has no family."

When Catherine said that, Janet and Charles heck were stunned.

Although Simon has revealed enough information in several contacts, Janet still can't believe that such an excellent little boy will be an orphan. She always thinks that many of Simon's words may be just joking.

The middle-aged police didn't expect this. After thinking about it, they began to introduce to the two women as they walked along: "here's the thing. We got the alarm and found him in an alley near Amherst street. According to the situation at the scene, Simon westrow should have cycled by and then was attacked by five youths. By the time we got to the scene, however, Simon westero had passed out. So, ma'am, do you know why he rode by alone in the middle of the night? "

On the phone not long ago, Catherine just heard a policeman say that she saw Simon's contact information in his address book and that Simon was taken to the hospital for fighting.

At this time, hearing that Simon was besieged by five young people, Catherine's heart suddenly raised, but patiently explained: "Simon and I said that he recently worked in a 24-hour supermarket."

Hearing the speech, the middle-aged policeman nodded and said, "that makes sense. The 24-hour supermarket will change shifts at 11 a.m., and the time is just right."

"Well," Catherine asked again, "what's the matter with Simon, Mr. Huck?"

The middle-aged policeman shook his head and said, "when we arrived at the scene, he was in a very awkward state. However, the specific situation, the doctor is still checking

Janet finally said, "did you catch the killer?"

The middle-aged policeman looked at Janet and nodded. His expression was obviously a little strange. He said, "I've got five people. None of them ran away."

So the three came together to the emergency department of the medical center.

In the hall of the emergency area, Catherine and Janet looked at the five young people on the stretcher bed, whose right legs were all suspended, and they were still wailing frequently. They suddenly understood why the middle-aged police just had that expression.

Katherine looked at the situation in front of her. She didn't find Simon, and her expression became more worried.

But Janet's eyes were wide open, ignoring the doctors and nurses who were still busy in front of the stretcher bed, and several middle-aged men and women who were obviously family members. She smacked her mouth and looked at the five right legs one by one.

Noticing that the last young man not only hung his legs, but also had a swollen cheek on one side, while half of his lips sagged like an old lady with no teeth, Janet gave a little cold war.

Turning and running back to Katherine, Janet's face was flushed with excitement, and she said, "it's too violent, it's too violent, it's too violent."

Katherine took Simon's backpack back from the police, saw Janet coming, took her hand and said, "OK, Jenny, let's go to the CT room. Simon is there."

Just as the two women were leaving the emergency room, several doctors and nurses turned out of the corridor with a stretcher bed. Simon was lying on the bed.

Katherine and Janet quickly walked over and just about to ask the doctor about Simon's situation, several middle-aged men and women who had gathered around the five young people gathered in a fierce manner.

One of the women, with tears on her face, yelled and was about to pounce on Simon. Several policemen in the hall came running. Janet saw that the woman rushed to her side, not to be outdone. She reached out and pushed her hand on the other side. She said in a loud voice, "Hey, what are you doing?"

The woman staggered back a few steps, was supported by her husband, and saw that several police officers had been separated in the crowd, had to give up the plan to rush up again, but looked at Simon on the stretcher bed viciously, said: "murderer, I will not let him go, I will send him to prison."

"Ha, murderer? Are you kidding me? " Hearing this, Janet broke Catherine's hand and pointed to the five youths on the stretcher bed not far away: "you are the killers, five against one, and you have broken your legs. You are not only the killers, but also a group of rubbish. Don't let it go, do you? We'll wait and see who won't let go of who. "Catherine see Janet more said more excited appearance, had to come forward to hold her again, whispered a few words of persuasion, Janet followed Catherine with Simon's stretcher bed to leave.

There was just a small conflict, the hospital did not dare to put all the people together in the emergency hall, quickly deployed the ward, put Simon in.

After more than two hours of busyness, Catherine and Janet finally sat by Simon's bedside.

Looking at Simon, who still didn't wake up with a needle in the bed, Janet, a little girl, was lying on the side of the bed with her chin propped up, and said, "it's really a fight resistant guy. There are so many injuries on her body, but nothing happened to her bones. Those five wastes are all comminuted fractures. All the bones are broken. Our little boy is really strong. It's said that it will take several operations to recover. Tut tut. "

Catherine looked at Simon's sleeping face, but she was not as optimistic as Janet.

It's been several hours and Simon still doesn't wake up, which doesn't bode well.

Moreover, the doctor just told Katherine that although Simon's injury is not serious, it is difficult to determine whether he will have internal bleeding symptoms due to too many attacks, and he will need to be hospitalized for at least a week.

When Janet saw that Catherine didn't agree with her, she followed her eyes and looked at Simon's face. Then she was very happy and said, "fortunately, I didn't hurt my face. The little boy is still so handsome."

So Janet reached out and touched Simon's face, then slid under the sheet: "Wow, so strong."

Catherine stares helplessly: "Jennie, can you stop it?"

"All right, all right."

Janet shrunk her neck and clasped her hand back.

Wait a moment, see Catherine no longer stare at himself, another small hand from the edge of the sheet directly into.

As Simon was sent to the hospital in a rather awkward situation, his clothes had been cut and discarded by the doctor. At this point, the boy's body is only a temporary paper underwear.

But this time, Janet's little hand just touched Simon, and suddenly she felt a big hand clenching her wrist.

Jeanette, startled, let out a cry. She wanted to take back her hand, but she brought Simon's whole arm.

She felt as if her wrist was clenched tightly by a pair of pliers. As she struggled, her strength became tighter and tighter. Janet soon blushed with pain: "Wow, little boy, you're awake, aren't you? Let go of me. It hurts. Let go, or I'll bite you. I'll bite you. Well, hum, Kate, come and help me, Wuwu, it hurts

Catherine looked at the situation in front of her. She thought Janet was playing a prank again, until her tears came down and she turned from the other side of the bed.

After examining Simon's holding Janet's hand, Catherine tried to break it, but found that her strength could not shake even one of Simon's fingers, so she had to turn to the boy on the bed: "Simon, are you awake? Let go of Jennie. It hurts

Simon on the bed did not respond, apparently did not wake up.

With the movement here, doctors and nurses rushed over, and two policemen who were still in the hospital also appeared in the ward.

The small ward became lively immediately.

"Kate, woo, I may be dying. When the little bastard wakes up, you tell him that I will come to talk to him every night. Wuwu, and tell my family that I'm not going back to Melbourne. I'm going to be buried in Los Angeles. I like the sunshine here. Wuwu. "

"Doctor, can you do something about it?"

"This lady, please relax and don't struggle. This is the stress reaction of the patient. The more you struggle, the more tightly he holds."

"When we found the boy, he had a baseball bat in his hand. That's how we managed to get the bat out of his hand. "

"Woo, little bastard, this is my hand, not a baseball bat."

For a long time, Simon held Janet's hand with no intention of loosening it.

Looking at Janet's appearance, Catherine turns to Simon again, suddenly remembers something and raises her hand to the crowd to signal silence.

Then Catherine came to the head of the bed, leaned over Simon's ear and said in a soft voice, "Simon, can you hear me? I'm Katherine. You're safe. Everyone is by your side. It's ok... "

Catherine murmured various words of consolation very patiently, and everyone looked over quietly.

After a few minutes, when Catherine stopped whispering and everyone came back to herself, Janet found that she had unconsciously got rid of Simon's "claws.".

It's just that Janet's white wrist has turned into a carrot.

After the doctor ran to check, Janet came back with two ice bags in her hand. She glared at Simon, who was still sleeping. Seeing that Catherine was sitting at the head of the bed reading a magazine as if nothing had happened, she was even more dissatisfied: "this little bastard, I should have bitten him just now. It's so hateful."Catherine looked up at her and said with a smile, "it's not all your fault."

"Wow, you turned to him, Kate. I'm jealous." Janet complained. Seeing Catherine's unresponsive appearance, "I think this little bastard must be a violent maniac in his bones. We should stay away from him in the future."

"No," Katherine said, shaking her head and looking tenderly at the boy on the bed, with some pity. "He should, just too insecure."