Sitting on hundreds of billions of supplies, I will be a renter at the end of the day

Chapter 58 Shackles and Restraints

Her movement woke up Ye Rou, who was not sleeping soundly beside her.

Ye Rou opened her eyes and looked at Sang Yu, her eyes suddenly filled with joy.

"Yuyu, are you awake? How do you feel? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

"It's okay, Mom, how is Dad?"

"There's nothing wrong with him. He just injured his arm while fighting with the man who went upstairs and lost all his strength.

The doctor said he will be fine if he takes a good rest and wakes up."

Ye Rou looked at Sang Bancheng who was still sleeping beside her, her eyes couldn't help but turn red again, and her heart was filled with joy.

If the rescuers hadn't arrived in time, the knife would have penetrated the husband's heart instead of his arm.

"Where's Xiaotuanzi?"

"Xiao Tuanzi is fine. The doctor checked him and said his physical condition is better than that of an adult panda.

It looks cute and is liked by the nurses, and now it should be playing with the nurses who are taking turns at the nurse station."

Thinking of that dumpling, Ye Rou couldn't help but have a smile on her face.

After being rescued, they were all shocked when they saw that the little guy was covered in blood.

Only when I took a final look did I realize that the blood belonged to someone else.

Except that it had to use some strength and was a little dazed after being dropped twice, everything was fine.

"That's good……"

Sang Yu nodded.

Then he continued:

"What about the police officers? How are they?

Especially Uncle Zhang...he was stabbed, how is he doing now?"

Thinking of the face that smiled at him when he fell down, Sang Yu's heart felt inexplicably tense.

He seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries.

When speaking of this, the smile on Ye Rou's face slowly faded away.

She looked at Sang Yu and opened his mouth, then slowly said:

"Everyone suffered a lot of injuries, but there is no danger at the moment.

Especially the younger ones are in good physical condition and are almost awake now. It is estimated that they will be discharged from the hospital after the water treatment today.

The older ones are also lying on the hospital bed now, and they are in a similar situation to your father and daughter, except that some are awake and some are still in a coma. "

Thinking of Zhang Pinggui, Ye Rou opened her mouth, but was speechless for a long time.

"Where's Uncle Zhang?"

Seeing that Ye Rou didn't mention it specifically, Sang Yu couldn't help but feel his heart sink.

Ye Rou still didn't speak.

The answer is obvious.

Thinking of Zhang Pinggui running to her to save herself, thinking of Lin Qiaoqiao's knife piercing his body, and thinking of the smile on his face the moment he fell.

Sang Yu suddenly felt a little breathless, and his eyes couldn't stop turning red.

"Mom...help me up and take me to see him."

"Can……"

Ye Rougang wanted to say that Sang Yu was too exhausted and needed a good rest.

But in the end he sighed and nodded slightly.

She carefully picked up Sang You and placed him at Sang Yu's feet.

Then he helped Sang Yu up, and after Sang Yu put on her slippers and stood up, he helped her carry the bottle and walked out with her wrapped around her.

Because hospitalization now requires supplies as a trade, there are not many people in the inpatient department.

The corridor is very quiet, and you rarely see anyone walking around except for nurses.

The injured rescuers were lying on the beds next door.

Sang Yu walked from one room to another and took a look.

Zhao Zhiping and Zhou Qiang were still unconscious on the bed.

In order not to take up too many medical resources, Song Yu and several young men moved to the ward of several sleeping elderly people to sit and hang water.

"Are you... okay?"

Sang Yu had a pale face and slowly asked questions.

"good."

"thank you all!"

Sang Yu nodded slightly to everyone to express his thanks.

"It should."

After chatting briefly, Sang Yu gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his body, and followed Ye Rou towards the morgue.

Compared with the inpatient department, the temperature in the morgue is much lower.

When Sang Yu and Ye Rou went in, they didn't have to confirm which one was Zhang Pinggui, because there was a young boy standing by one of the beds with his head lowered and saying nothing.

"I'm here to see Uncle Guiping off on his last journey."

After walking towards the boy step by step, Sang Yu felt it was difficult to say such words for the first time.

After being reborn, she killed people and had blood on her hands.

But this was the most uncomfortable farewell for her.

His heart felt inexplicably as if it was being clenched tightly, and Sang Yu bowed to the silent old man lying on the cold bed.

After a long time, Sang Yu slowly spoke to the silent young man beside him:

"I'm sorry...he was trying to save me."

"Grandpa said that the meaning of his life is to protect more people.

He died on the way to the mission, protecting the people he wanted to protect, but he just accidentally didn't come back.

I do not blame you."

The silent young man spoke slowly with red eyes.

He doesn't like to talk in front of outsiders.

This is the first time he has said so much in front of outsiders.

The young man's words shocked Sang Yu.

For the first time, she had a new understanding of the meaning of life.

Regarding heroes, those rules and regulations in her mind that were not recognized by her before, at this moment...

She seemed to understand a little bit.

only……

At first, she was thinking that the heroes had never protected her, so why should she dedicate something to them.

But now, she suddenly felt that it was good not to be protected.

The life that was inexplicably carried on her body, and the heavy feeling of guilt in her heart, made her breathless for no reason.

She felt like there was a layer of shackles on her body, and the selfish indifference in her heart was being broken.

"I owe him my life. He wanted you to come to Sang's house.

If you want to come here in the future, the Sang family's door will always be open for you.

If you don't want to, you can come to me if you need help in the future.

As long as I can do it.”

After a long time, Sang Yu left his last words, and in the young man's silence, he and Ye Rou slowly turned and left.

"Xuyu...don't put too much pressure on your heart."

Ye Rou gently patted Sang Yu on the shoulder.

Couldn't help but sigh softly.

The dead are gone, and all they can do is compensate the living.

The next day, all the comatose people basically woke up one after another.

Because of Zhang Pinggui's identity, everyone buried his body in the Heroes Cemetery.

A small condolence meeting was held for him.

At the mourning meeting, the young man stood at the front without saying a word.

Regardless of their physical fitness, Zhao Zhiping's comrades-in-arms all attended the memorial ceremony.

Sang Yu went there after everyone had left, holding a bouquet of bright chrysanthemums in her arms.

This chrysanthemum grew from the space this morning.

She placed the chrysanthemums in front of the grave and controlled the water flow to wrap the chrysanthemums into a flat square, so that the bouquet of chrysanthemums could last forever in the ice and snow.

Afterwards, she put down a bottle of white wine in front of the grave.

"This is the wine that Dad has collected for many years. Please drink it.

When the snow melts next year, I will replace it with a new bouquet of chrysanthemums to see you."

Ignoring the faint warmth of the watch on his hand, Sang Yu glanced at the buds that had just sprouted from the grave, their golden stems swaying in the trembling cold wind.

Without any hesitation, she turned around and left.

The writing of these two chapters is a bit depressing, more will be scheduled tomorrow~

(End of chapter)