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- "What happened? There are so many people crowded in the corridor."
When the two sides were on the verge of a fight, a cold female voice suddenly sounded from behind the man, "What are you doing?"
The woman who once accompanied Lu Huaxu on the train appeared in the corridor with a cold tone.
Originally, just the deterioration of Lu Huaxu's condition had already made her feel very bad. But now she noticed the tense atmosphere in the distance, Gu Xi's expression became a little angry, and she didn't know what those bastards were doing.
When she saw Zhou Li, her eyes suddenly became confused: "Zhou Li?"
Luo Bai saw Gu Xi coming out, and immediately waved to her despite the man's obstruction: "Sister Gu Xi, we were going in, but we were stopped. If you don't come out, we'll have to challenge each other."
Gu Xi stepped forward, silently glanced at Zhou Li and the man in front of him, and basically understood what was going on: "Let him pass."
The man was silent for a moment, looking obviously reluctant: "But"
"What, you want me to say it a second time?"
Hearing that he was still looking for death, Gu Xi couldn't suppress the irritation and anger in her heart, and laughed coldly: "Do you still want to challenge him to a duel? Go ahead, it doesn't matter, Zhu Sheng can't go one round in front of him. , he was still empty-handed at that time. If you think you can fight better than Zhu Sheng, go ahead. Chen Nanchao left you here to help, not to cause trouble for me!"
Hearing her shameless rebuttal, the man's face suddenly became confused and he stopped talking. Just walked aside silently.
Zhou Li passed by in silence, not even looking at him from the corner of his eye. On the contrary, Luo Bai ignored him proudly and happily. He shook his head as if gloating and left.
The man was stunned for a moment. He was angry in his heart and was about to say something, but he didn't expect a burly figure to slowly walk past in front of him.
It was just a slow walk, but his actions disturbed the still warm air in the room, causing a vague turbulence in the air.
Like a giant bear walking leisurely and freely in its own territory, it is slow and steady, but has a kind of violent power that is not unleashed.
It was as if she could sense what was thinking in his mind. Wei Zai turned his head and glanced at him silently, then as if he saw a bug, he put away his eyes indifferently and continued to move forward.
Ignore, despise and disregard.
In just a few seconds. The eyes of the three people subtly explained the intricate changes, which also made the man look blue with anger.
"Damn it, what the hell"
He stood at the back and muttered unwillingly, and then felt a slight itchiness in his throat.
After raising his hand and touching his throat, he stood there blankly, looking at his palm, his lips trembling slightly, and he felt a chill rising from his back and running up his spine to the back of his head.
The chill spreads and spreads. It made his eyes darken.
On his throat, an invisible blade cut a tiny crack at some point, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out of it, dyeing the neckline red along the Adam's apple.
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¡°Originally I just wanted to come here to find a friend, but I didn¡¯t expect that I would get into trouble.¡±
Zhou Li walked and said to Gu Xi, "Is Lu Huaxu here too?"
Gu Xi sighed: "Hua Xu's condition is very serious. He is in the operating room now. You may not be able to see him. The old director just left. I'm afraid he will come back after finishing the matter."
Zhou Li looked at her sad expression. The tone was a little apologetic: "We should have been the ones protecting him"
"That's not your responsibility." Gu Xi shook her head slightly and forced a smile: "Who are you looking for? I'll take you there."
"No need to bother, I'll just go to the doctor directly."
Zhou Li took out his cell phone and dialed the number again. Two minutes later, a middle-aged doctor who looked a little weathered came to Zhou Li.
"Mr. Zhou?"
He said with a polite and cautious expression: "I am Fu Xiu's attending doctor."
Zhou Li nodded slowly: "I want to see Fu Xiu, now."
With a low sigh, the doctor turned around and said, "Please follow me."
Ten minutes later, after a simple disinfection, Zhou Li finally saw the woman Fu Ming had given up his life for through the transparent glass window.
Standing next to him, the doctor made a vague and regretful voice from under the mask: "She is right there. She has been sleeping for five years."
Through the observation window, Zhou Li's eyes fell on the young and thin girl.As if falling into a sweet dream, the sleeping girl still had a smile on her lips. Although she was lying on the hospital bed, it felt like she was falling in the air - endlessly toward the abyss of death.
Cables connected to life-support equipment extend from the thin and petite body. The heartbeat and pulse turn into numerical values ??and beating lines floating on the instrument.
The green line representing the heart is beating slowly and silently, continuing towards the future with difficulty.
I don¡¯t know when, that line quietly broke, there was no more ups and downs, and life passed away quietly.
"She has been sleeping all the time, and neither the spiritual doctor of the 'Soul Resonance System' nor the 'Vitality Restoration' of the special expansion system have any effect on her."
The doctor whispered about the condition: "The heartbeat and blood circulation are normal, but there is no reaction of consciousness at all. The pupils will not respond to the stimulation of strong light, and the brain does not have any electrical signals representing consciousness. No. The scars make no sense, she has been sleeping, and the laws of pathology don¡¯t seem to exist at all for her.¡±
Zhou Li nodded silently. I am afraid that anyone can feel it when they see her - her soul is no longer there, and what remains here is just an empty shell.
But even if it is an empty shell, Fu Ming is not willing to let this last glimmer of hope disappear. Even if he dies, that guy still believes that one day, the disappeared soul will return and she will open her eyes again.
"Can I go in and have a look?"
The doctor hesitated. Nodding slowly: "Don't be too long."
Zhou Li showed a grateful smile and immediately reacted. He also wears a mask.
In the silent ward, nothing changed just because of the slight footsteps of one more person. Zhou Li stood silently in front of the hospital bed. Looking down at the sleeping face, he opened his mouth several times, but didn't know what to say.
Quietly looking at that delicate and thin face, Zhou Li suddenly felt that she was different from Fu Ming, that wretched and never upright uncle. She looked completely similar at all.
The only thing that makes people believe that they are brother and sister is the expression when they smile - the same simplicity and seriousness, as if everything can be solved easily. There is no hint of bitterness or sadness at all.
"The body seems to have fallen into a frozen time as the soul sleeps. She still looks like she did when she was seventeen years old, young and cute, with a little pale skin.
Looking at her face in silence. As if he and she were looking at each other silently, after a long time, Zhou Li whispered in a low voice: "Hello Fu Xiu, I am your brother's friend, Zhou Li."
The deep voice echoed in the ward and soon disappeared without a trace.
Breaking through the silence between the two, Zhou Li seemed to have finally grasped the context of the conversation, and was able to say what was on his mind even if the other party did not answer.
But soon, he fell silent again. Because he didn't know how to tell her, "Your brother is gone, but don't worry, I will take care of you."
Because once such words are spoken, no matter how precious the second half of the sentence is to promise, it cannot make up for the trauma caused by the first half. Even though she was sleeping, Zhou Li didn't know what to say.
After standing still for a long time, he finally admitted that he had nothing to say other than that, feeling that he had been completely defeated in this silence.
¡°I will come again next time.¡±
He whispered in frustration, turned and walked out of the ward. He didn't dare to look up at her sleeping face.
The doctor seemed to have anticipated his bad mood. He sat in his chair and motioned for him to sit wherever he wanted.
"Want tea? Although there is no good tea."
"No need." Zhou Li shook his head slowly, feeling the urge to sigh.
The doctor was silent for a moment, and then poured him a glass of water: "It will be better if you drink some water. Although I feel bad for saying this, I will become numb after seeing it."
Zhou Li held the water glass and shook his head slowly. After taking a sip of water, he felt a slight smell of disinfectant. He didn't know if it was real or just his imagination.
¡°I don¡¯t know since when, he has been very unaccustomed to staying in the hospital. Every time he smells the smell of disinfectant, he will have an unexpectedly clear association.
I was lying on the operating table, and a man with a blurry face cut open my chest with a scalpel. In the blackened vision, I could only see the cold and dark light of the shadowless lamp, but the cold touch of the scalpel close to my heart. Incredibly clear.
For a long time, Zhou Li was woken up from the dark night by this nightmare, which caused him to have feelings for the hospital.The shadow of - I don¡¯t like it here, it can be said that I hate it. When you stay in the hospital, you will feel anxious and vaguely afraid.
This is exactly why he was so out of control today.
In the silence, the doctor suddenly sighed and said: "Yesterday, the Dogma Academy released the latest clinical report. It is too ridiculous. That kind of progress I'm sorry, I don't know."
Zhou Li understood what he was saying and why he was apologizing.
No one knows that the so-called treatment method is to copy a person's brain again and turn it into a robot During the process, the scanning of quantum technology will cause irreparable damage to the brain.
Just like the legendary teleporter, after crushing a person, the same molecular structure is used to reassemble it on a teleporter to its original appearance.
Killing people once and recreating them - who would use such a cold and cruel method?
Zhou Li slowly shook his head: "It's not your fault. If it weren't for your news, Fu Ming might still be so desperate until his death. At least he left with a smile."
The doctor was silent, not knowing whether he should smile bitterly or sigh.
After a long period of silence, Zhou Li finally said: "Thank you for your continued care. If you can't go to the United States, just continue to receive treatment here. I will figure out the rest."
After the doctor was silent for a moment, he suddenly said: "Actually, there is another way."
Zhou Li raised his eyes. Listen silently and carefully.
"Lu Huaxu, do you know?"
The doctor picked up his tea cup and took a sip of water: "He also has Mohs syndrome. And it is in the advanced stage, which is worse than Fu Xiu. Now the higher authorities have decided to perform another surgery on him, but the success rate of the surgery is uncertain. .If successful, maybe you can recover temporarily."
Zhou Li raised his head, aware of the hesitation in his words, and asked: "What iffails?"
"¡¡will die."
Click it! There were slight cracks in the water glass in Zhou Li's hand.
"I know." He replied in a low voice.
"This is a decision made by the top of the 'relevant departments'. I don't know the specific information, but the director came here a few hours ago. Let's prepare for the operation."
The doctor seemed a little nervous. After taking a sip of water, he continued: "In a few days, someone will perform an operation on Lu Huaxu The operation process and schedule are confidential, and I don't know. If you want to find a way, you can start here. think."
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"Is there no other way?"
"If we just want to continue life at a minimum, there may be a way, but we don't even know what the success rate is."
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Thinking of the conversation between the old man and himself again, Zhou Li finally suddenly realized, but fell into silence again.
¡°This time the doctor who performed the surgery was not from our hospital. I don¡¯t know who it was.¡±
The doctor finished the tea in the cup and picked up the teacup: "I'm going to a meeting. What I just said is just like I drank too much and talked in my sleep. Goodbye."
Violated confidentiality regulations and hospital regulations. The doctor told Zhou Li the last news, and that was all he could do.
"Thanks."
Zhou Li turned around and said as he was about to walk out the door.
The doctor paused for a moment and whispered: "That's all I can do."
After finishing, he walked out of the door silently and walked away.
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Outside the silent operating room, the man in black trench coat stood silently at the door, looking up at the 'Under Surgery' sign on the door. Not a word was spoken.
After a long time, his movements remained unchanged, his expression was stern, and his body was as straight as a tragic spear.
In his silence, everyone became quiet and did not dare to make any noise.
Until a slightly fat figure appeared behind him, Wu Jiangshan said in a low voice: "Why wait at the door?"
Chen Nanchao shook his head slightly: "I always feel uneasy if I don't see him come out with my own eyes."
Wu Jiangshan looked at his serious expression, and finally nodded helplessly: "I'll wait with you."
Turning his head and looking behind him, Chen Nanchao looked away silently: "After so many years, I thought he was always very popular, but I didn't expect that there are only two of us here."
"You are always like this, feeling that youWhat you see is the truth, and it has been like this since you were a child But we are no longer children. "
Wu Jiangshan shook his head slightly and said in a low voice: "When people are alive, there is unspeakable suffering."
He habitually wanted to take out the cigarette from his arms, but Chen Nanchao turned his head and glanced, as if he had anticipated what he was going to do, making him put down his hand in embarrassment.
"You have been living in seclusion these days, and the rumors have finally settled down. Now that Lao Lu is seriously injured, if you come out again, some people may think that you are going to take advantage of this opportunity to start taking power. Don't be too impulsive, otherwise many things will become more complicated. .¡±
Chen Nanchao's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he shook his head slowly: "I don't care."
¡°Of course, because you care more about Lao Lu. But not everyone is like you, ¡®if you want to do something, you won¡¯t care about anything¡¯.¡±
At this point, Wu Jiangshan sighed with a bitter smile: "After so many years, everyone has become very powerful. Wuji has become more and more withdrawn, you have become more and more gloomy, Lao Lu's illness has become more and more serious, and both Xiaoye and his wife have died. , Chengfeng is still alive, but it¡¯s no different from dead. And Qu, who has been missing for five or six years"
"Don't mention him, I'm furious." Chen Nanchao interrupted Wu Jiangshan: "Just treat him as dead."
"Okay." Wu Jiangshan nodded, hesitated and said, "Chengfeng left a few days ago, I just found out."
"gone?"
"You know, he has been wanting to resign since his wife died, and the director has been trying to prevent him from leaving. Now it seems that he really can't stop it."
When Chen Nanchao heard the news, a trace of surprise and regret flashed in his eyes. After a long time, he sighed: "It's good to go. I'm heartbroken and no one can save me."
When Wu Jiangshan heard what he said, his expression became more and more bitter. After a moment of silence, he said again: "There is another bad news. This morning, the database was attacked and a lot of things were lost. Wuji was dealing with the aftermath and could not come over.' The prison's defense procedures and design drawings were also stolen, so you have to be careful these two days."
Chen Nanchao was silent for a moment and sneered: "What are you worried about? As long as I am alive, none of those prisoners will be able to get out."
"What if you die? Be careful, it's always right."
"What if I die?" Chen Nanchao glanced at Wu Jiangshan and said seriously: "Then they will die together."
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Across a door, there was a rush and busy atmosphere in the operating room. Amidst the hurried voices of the surgeons and nurses, the life-sustaining equipment made a monotonous rhythmic sound.
Under the cold light of the shadowless lamp, Lu Huaxu's face was pale and thin. The blood on the broken skin had stopped flowing, and instead formed cracks that penetrated the handsome face.
Under the stimulation of the electrodes, his body was aroused again and again, and his weak heart trembled slightly under the stimulation.
The revival of his subconscious mind allowed him to use his subconscious ability to reconstruct the life cycle that had been imprinted in his instincts.
The invisible power of thought gathered in the weak heart, stimulating the contraction of the muscles, and finally led the heart to start beating slowly and weakly.
Along with the heart, the power of thought spreads into the arteries and veins in the limbs, forming valves. In addition to sealing the broken blood vessels in the wound, it also pushes the blood that is about to stop flowing, and starts another cycle.
The alchemical potion injected from his wrist stimulated his pituitary gland and nerves, and he began to gradually recover their functions.
The cycle that was about to collapse was once again pulled back onto the dangerous tightrope with the combined efforts of both parties, and continued to move forward.
In the drowsiness, Lu Huaxu's pupils trembled slightly and he opened his eyes with difficulty.
The first thing that caught your eyes was the pale shadowless lamp, which illuminated the blackened field of vision. It was so bright that you wanted to close your eyes. The consciousness that had not yet fully awakened made him drowsy, and he felt a wave of sleepiness and darkness sweeping over him.
Amidst the confused voices of doctors and nurses, he suddenly heard a familiar voice: "It's been a long time, I haven't seen you for a long time. Sure enough, he still looks like he's about to die."
The voice was familiar yet unfamiliar, as if it was a friend he hadn't seen for a long time, but he couldn't remember who it was, and could only feel a vague sense of doubt.
In the dim sight, a familiar face appeared, with a familiar and friendly smile, and whispered: "Thank you for persisting for so long."
Wearing a white suit that is incompatible with this place, he wears somewhat dull black glasses on his face. The most eye-catching thing is a slender and deep scar that extends from his cheek to his neck. You can vaguely see the past. The tragic situation.
and the wholeHe was out of place in the operating room. He was like a ghost, passing through the busy doctors and nurses and standing next to him quietly. No one except Lu Huaxu noticed his presence.
Subconsciously, he thought of a name, and murmured weakly in his throat that almost no one could hear: "Qu Qingyang."
"Yes, yes, it's me."
The man smiled and stretched out his hand, stroking his hair mischievously: "Okay, I'm relieved to see you're okay. Take good care of yourself, and don't hate me."
With one last look at Lu Huaxu, he stopped smiling and just whispered: "Goodbye."
Silently, he turned around, and the operating room disappeared like a ghost, as if he had never appeared.
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