I carry Ji Qingxuan, difficult to walk in the snow, because just now the hand was injured, this will be cold, it is particularly painful.

It seems that the snow here is very heavy.

If I step down, the snow can reach my calf.

I just walk step by step, is not to take out the mobile phone to see if there is a signal.

However, every time I look at it, I am disappointed.

Why is there no signal here?

I wonder.

On a snowy night, although with the help of the door, I can still walk with him, but after a long time, my physical strength has been obviously consumed.

But I know that I may have walked only one kilometer.

I know I can't fall, otherwise, we may all die here.

I went on.

I don't know how long I've been walking. I only know that when my consciousness is more and more blurred

"Ding Dong."

I hear Ji Qingxuan's pants pocket, a very slight sound.

That's the sound of SMS!

I'm so excited!

Take out your mobile phone, see the signal in the upper left corner, there are already two signals!

I like to seize the straw, the first time dial 120!

After the other party knew our situation, it said that the corresponding ambulance would come right away!

I finally saw hope.

I pull Ji Qingxuan to go on.

Not long after walking, I finally saw two yellow lights appear not far away.

Above the car, there are blue and white lights, alternately on, in this snowy night, as if the light of hope.

Soon, the ambulance moved from far to near.

Several medical staff got off the car and connected Ji Qingxuan first, then I got on the car.

Wait until the ambulance, just look at the medical staff to Ji Qingxuan do check.

At this time, a doctor came up, looked at my hand and said, "your hand is purple. Move quickly."

As soon as he said it, I lowered my head and found that all my hands were really purple. The wounds just now seemed to be frozen. This time, in the warm car, it seemed that it was difficult for my hands to bend.

The doctor looked at me and said, "don't move. Wait until you get to the hospital and let the doctor deal with it for you."

The ambulance took us to the nearest hospital.

When I got out of the car, I looked up and saw the name of the hospital in front of me.

Guangming hospital.

We went to Ji Zhaoming's hospital.

I hope he's not here.

I pray in my heart.

But sometimes, everything follows Murphy's law.

Ji Qingxuan had just been sent to the emergency room. As soon as I turned my head, I saw Ji Zhaoming, the man I hadn't seen for a long time.

Now he doesn't wear glasses, his hair is shorter than before, and his temperament looks cool and sharp.

I can't help but feel strange when I look at him.

Even so, I went up to him and said, "please don't hurt Ji Qingxuan. If you don't want to save him, we can transfer to another hospital. We..."

"In your heart, I am so ugly?"

Ji Zhaoming interrupted me.

A trace of injury flashed in the man's cold eyes.

Slightly bent down, bow to grasp my hand, I subconsciously hide for a while, but the man's action is fast, or put my hand up.

He looked at my hand, slightly frowning, "I'm like this, do you still care about him? What if, in the end, he just falls into a coma and your hand is going to be amputated? "

Ji Zhaoming's words stunned me, "amputation?"

The man looked coldly, put down my hand, turned and said, "come with me."

Then he walked away.

I'm afraid I'll be amputated. I'll follow Ji Zhaoming.

At this time, although my hand recovered a little, but some of it began to ache.

Ji Zhaoming took me to a treatment room and asked the nurse to take things. The man rubbed his hand first and suddenly held my hand. I was stunned and wanted to take it away, but the man's strength was very strong.

At the same time, with the voice of command, he said to me, "don't move, I'll help you recover the temperature first."

I looked at him suspiciously.

In fact, I think my hands are much better at this meeting. After a while, there should be no problem at all.

Ji Zhaoming looked down at my hand, not at me.

I can't see his face.

At this time, the nurse brought in a small basin with some medicine. Ji Zhaoming took the basin, went to the pool at the back, took the water, put it in front of me, put it on a stool, and said, "first, put in the uninjured hand."

I nodded and put my hand in.

It seems that the water temperature is only a little higher than that of my hand.I didn't feel any discomfort after I put it in.

At this time, Ji Zhaoming took gauze in his hand and began to wipe my other injured hand.

I'm a little embarrassed. "I'll do it myself."

"You are a patient. As I said, in the eyes of doctors, a patient is a patient, regardless of gender or ex fiancee."

Ji Zhaoming's words remind me of Mei Lan's phone call today.

One year later, the wedding dress she designed for me was finally finished. It's a pity

I didn't struggle any more.

Ji Zhaoming carefully avoided the wound for me with gauze and wiped other places.

Then he changed a basin of water with higher temperature and continued the previous action.

I changed the water about seven or eight times in this way, and my hand basically recovered as usual. Then he applied some ointment to my wound to detoxify it. He took out gauze and began to bandage it for me.

At this time, the whole treatment room was just the two of us.

He bowed his head, dressed skillfully, but slowly.

"Do you hate me?" When Ji Zhaoming bowed his head to bandage me, he suddenly opened his mouth and broke the silence in the room.

My heart a tight, some confused between the moment, hate it?

I don't think so. It's more like I can't hate it.

Hesitated for a while, I gently shook my head.

I saw the man's shoulder shake slightly, seemed to be laughing, said, "in fact, you hate me, I feel better."

"Then I hate you."

I said decisively.

Now I'm very clear that Ji Zhaoming and I have completely ended, and there will be no future. If this can make him feel better, I'm willing to.

Seeing that I was so determined, Ji Zhaoming suddenly raised his head. There was some helplessness in the man's eyes, "you, this change is really a little fast."

"Is it?"

I look at him, too.

Ji Zhaoming looked me in the eye, "Xiao die, what happened these days? I feel like you've changed. "

"Do you have one?"

"Yes." Ji Zhaoming nodded firmly.

Has it changed? Maybe.

Maybe it's because I know what I want.

Maybe it's because I don't need to hide under men's wings any more. I have my own wings and I can protect others.

At this time, Ji Zhaoming had already bandaged the wound for me. I stood up and said to Ji Zhaoming, "thank you. I went out to wait for Ji Qingxuan."

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