Star-Crossed Lovers: The Ex-Convict and the White Rabbit

Lu Qiang stepped out in one step, with his body full of grief.

Genzi's eyes are fast and he can't take care of anything else at this time and hugs him from behind.

"Big Brother, Strong Brother, don't go..." He whispered to dissuade. Genzi's eyes were a little hot, and in the impression Lu Qiang was fierce, but he was able to calm down and deal with things calmly. He had never been so impulsive. Now he is fighting against death and killing him to do it. Root can not help but stop.

But he was thin and thin, barely surrounding Lu Qiang's waist, abdomen and arms. He hit his elbow and stepped back.

Lu Qiang rushed toward the door like a demon. His arms and front were covered with blood, his cheeks were a few drops, his eyes were full, his face muscles were tight.

Genzi held his foot, stepped out and chased out again, turned around and pushed his chest. Lu Qiang speed buffer.

He raised his arm to block the elevator door, with a firm attitude: "Brother, I can't let you go."

Lu Qiang said: "Get away from Laozi."

He grimaced: "Do not roll."

Lu Qiang stabbed all over, trembling tensedly, stepped forward to grab his front, and screamed exhaustedly: "That dog day moved Yin Yin, do you know?" Rooted his feet off the ground, staring at him in panic, Lu Qiang's eyes were flushed. "It's Laozi woman lying inside. I'm afraid she will hurt when I touch it. You can see what virtue she is now!...I **** that beast."

Lu Qiang threw him away and patted his palm on the elevator button.

Rooted in anxiety, there was a rush of gas in my heart, whispered and rushed over to grab his arm, fierce round, Lu Qiang was actually pulled away from the door.

"Don't want to go anywhere!"

Lu Qiang punched him in the left face: "Don't **** wait for me to abolish you, get out."

Genzi covered his face, somehow with courage, jumped halfway and hit his chin, the whole body weight pressed over, and Lu Qiang hit the wall with his back. Genzi excitedly said: "If you feel bad about her, you should stay here now, and don't go anywhere!"

Lu Qiang's body stiffened and his breath eased: "Brother Qiang, strong brother, don't be impulsive..."

He subconsciously wanted to break free, and he hurriedly resisted: "Sister-in-law is still in the rescue, you can't leave at this time. Everything will wait for her to get out of danger. Then, how do you want to deal with the beast, strong brother, I am with you."

Genzi choked at the end. Lu Qiang broke away from him, turned sharply, punched the wall with a punch, and the next window trembles.

The door of the operating room suddenly opened, and the nurse took off the mask and pointed at them: "Do the people inside want to save?"

Genzi took a quick look at Lu Qiang. When he saw him, he calmed down a lot. He hurried to the operating room and took a few steps: "Save, save, the doctor must save the life. We will give you how much money."

The nurse was badly angry: "I want to save you out to fight."

"No more, doctor, no more... I'm so sorry."

The nurse frowned to see Lu Qiang sweeping him again: "Keep quiet."

"Eh, well..."

The door of the operating room was closed again, and the hallway was empty, quiet and secret. Genzi turned back, Lu Qiang sat on the ground, buried his head, palms covered his eyes.

He rubbed his face, stood there for a moment, rubbed against the chair and sat down, daring not to pass.

Within five minutes, the elevator clanged, followed by cluttered footsteps. The ambulance arrived just behind. Several doctors rushed in and pushed the hospital bed. The taxi driver had fallen into a coma, and the **** palms reached the edge of the bed.

Lu Qiang wiped his face, clenched his fists, eyes full of red and saw a group of people pouring into the operating room.

After another ten minutes, I didn't wait for the elevator door to open. I first heard the woman crying. The girl in her twenties helped the middle-aged woman and stumbled along. The woman was half-headed with white hair, sobbing, and the girl was still wearing slippers and pajamas with tears all over her face.

The two rushed to the door, crying tears.

Lu Qiang's elbows rested on his knees, and his palms caught his short hair.

He licked the blood from the past and was careless. He was a little careless and said that his life would be gone, but he was never afraid. In the first month of imprisonment, there was news of my father’s death. At that time, he was in pain, regret, confusion, and no fear. After he realized it, he was firm and returned to the right path.

But half an hour ago, when the taxi smashed in front of his eyes, Lu Yin was covered in blood in the car, her breath was weak, and she closed her eyes and wondered whether she could wake up. On the way, he desperately coaxed her to speak, He coaxed her not to sleep, his heart was pulled together, his fingertips shivered, and he knew what fear was.

Buzzing and crying in the ear, echoing in the hallway, Lu Qiang was confused.

He grabbed the wreckage of the phone on the ground and threw it at the opposite wall: "Don't **** howl, the people inside are not dead yet."

His face was fierce and evil, and the horror seemed to eat people. The two shivered and his voice turned a little lower.

Genzi immediately stepped forward and explained that he should not affect the doctor's operation.

The woman was at a loss and nodded quickly, tears on her face, and a low sob in her throat.

Genzi mixed them on the bench. Four people, facing the operating room, become tormented every second.

Before long, the door of the operating room opened again, or the female nurse just now, holding two documents in her hand, "Who is Lu Yin's family? And Zhao Ximin's family?"

The woman said, "I am, I am!"

Lu Qiang heartbeat, jumped up a few steps to her: "Operation finished?"

"What do you think!" The nurse frowned, and when he saw him dirty, he turned his head: "This is a critical illness notice. You must sign it quickly."

The time seemed to stand still for two seconds.

Lu Qiangmeng clamped her arm: "What?"

The female nurse whispered, her shoulders pinched back, "What are you doing? Let go quickly."

Lu Qiang tightened his mouth: "What the **** are you talking about?"

The nurse was terrified by him, put away the previous arrogance, and answered seriously: "The patient experienced shock during the operation, the substantial organs ruptured to varying degrees, and the small facet joints of the cervical spine were slightly misaligned. Due to the impact, the head was moderately cranial Brain injury, we need immediate debridement surgery," she paused. "Family signature is required in the form...the operation is dangerous."

Lu Qiang's heart burst, his lips pale, and he asked hardly, "Can I save it?"

The nurse showed some sympathy, and even the brutal appearance could see his inner fear. She didn't say much, just said: "Hurry up and sign, we will prepare for surgery immediately."

She stuffed the documents into Lu Qiang's hands and turned to find Zhao Ximin's family. There was crying over there.

Lu Qiang couldn't hold his pen, lowered his head, and swept a few deadly words, tending to worsen, become critical, and endanger life at any time, ruptured organs, spine dislocation, and brain injury.

Fear swallowed him up, his eyes blurred, his head raised high, his throat rolling hard.

Rooted in anxiety, he said softly, "Brother, sign it now."

The nurse came over: "Is it signed?... Why didn't you sign it?"

Lu Qiang pinched the paper in his hand.

The nurse said: "Don't delay things, time is precious."

Genzi jumped straight and wanted to grab the file from him: "I sign!"

Lu Qiang turned sideways to block him, his fingers trembled, and he wrote two large characters formally and crookedly under the document.

The female nurse took the file from his hand and was gripped by her wrist again when she turned around. This time the force was gentle.

She turned around, and the man stared at her, almost begging: "Save her," he swallowed: "Please."

The nurse moved: "We will do our best."

She subconsciously glanced at his name and looked slightly: "Your name is Lu Qiang?"

Lu Qiang looked at her.

The nurse sighed: "The patient inside called this name when he was awake."

The operating room lights are on again.

In the ethereal night, at the end of the hallway, a painful hissing sounded, followed by a whimpering of almost twisted repression.

...

This night was doomed to sleeplessness, spent in torment and waiting.

The operation took seven hours. The doctor came out first and took off his mask with a tired look.

Genzi looked at Lu Qiang and hurried over, "Doctor, can you tell me something?"

The doctor said: "The blood clots in the patient's brain have been basically cleared, and they are now transferred to the ICU. The first three days are a dangerous period. If they can successfully pass through, they can be transferred to the general ward."

Genzi said, "Thank you, you have worked hard."

The other party smiled: "Let the family put on sterile clothes for a while and stay with the patient for a few minutes."

Lu Yin was transferred to the ICU. In a hurry, he did not apply for separate guardianship. He went to pay the money and go through the formalities. Lu Qiang was asked to wash his hands, put on sterile clothes and shoe covers, and followed in with the nursing staff.

There are more than a dozen patients in the intensive care unit, which are not partitioned, and all kinds of instruments are inserted on the body to accurately reflect the patient's vital signs through the display screen.

This place is full of dying breath, Lu Qiang is breathless, and every step is extremely difficult.

Lu Yin is still in a coma. She wrapped gauze on her head, fixed her neck and shoulders with a brace, and covered her with white sheets. The only small face exposed was slightly swollen, and the thin mist in the ventilator reminded him that Lu Yin was still by his side.

Without a stool, Lu Qiang stood stunned by the bed. He dared not get close and touched her, fearing that a slight movement would affect the operation of the instrument.

For a long time in the impression, he moved forward stiffly and slightly lifted the sheet on her side. Lu Yin's index finger sandwiched the finger pulse meter with the tiger's mouth facing up and loosely bent. Lu Qiang clenched his fists on his side, slowly loosened, and inserted his index finger into her tiger's mouth.

Her hands are cold.

The instrument in his ear suddenly squeaked sharply. He panicked and quickly withdrew his hand. There was a mess of footsteps behind him, the patient in the next bed suddenly had shortness of breath, the data on the display jumped irregularly, and several doctors were around to perform the rescue.

Someone came to invite Lu Qiang to go out.

Lu Qiang stared in that direction and never moved.

It didn't take long for a piercing and undulating sound to ring through the room. The doctor shook his head regretfully, and finally covered the other party with a white list.

A fresh life, from birth to death, is only a few seconds, nothing comes, two sleeves breeze, flowers bloom and fall, but also nothing.

At that moment, Lu Qiangzhuo smiled suddenly and calmed down beyond ordinary.

The nurse urged again.

He leaned down halfway, gently resting his hands on the bed, touching her forehead with his lips, and whispered something in his ear.

He hoped that she could hear what he said.

***

Lu Qiang came out of the ICU, and Genzi has completed the formalities.

"Is there smoke?"

Rooted out and handed it over.

"I went downstairs to breathe."

His attitude changed too much, and he was nervous. "I will go too."

Lu Qiang looked back at him, and he didn't stop it.

More than three o'clock in the morning, the temperature was comfortable and cool, and there was no one above the hospital lawn.

Lu Qiang sat down, facing the inpatient building, most of the windows were dark, and only a few of them were faintly lit.

Lu Qiang did not know where Lu Yin was, he stared at the front for a long time, shook a cigarette out of the cigarette case, lit it and threw it to the root.

The two sat silently on the grass, smoking slowly.

Lu Qiang ordered the second one: "How is the taxi driver?"

Genzi said: "The injury may be more serious than that of the sister-in-law, coming out behind her," he glanced at him. "I heard that my left leg was amputated."

Lu Qiang's hands tightened, he took a breath, and the mist melted into the night. After a moment of silence, he pulled out a card from his wallet: "You leave the cost of the surgery, and the rest is sent to someone."

Genzi paused before taking over: "Give it all?"

"Give it all."

Lu Qiang didn't draw the third root again, took **** and smashed it around to look around, and then rushed back to his pocket.

He lay on his back on the grass, and after a high degree of tension, he collapsed, and the grass roots on the ground were skinned. He was unconscious.

The roots also lie down.

Lu Qiang looked at him sideways and patted his thin chest: "Does it still hurt?" He asked before punching him.

Genzi touched his face, his mouth was right: "It doesn't hurt."

Lu Qiang didn't speak, he said anxiously: "Brother, I was anxious at that time, and also punched you, don't remember to hate."

Lu Qiang put his hands on the back of his head, and his heart was hot: "Xiao Jin'er, how about the tickle?"

Genzi laughed and adjusted his posture slightly.

The two looked at the sky and had the illusion of rebirth.

Genzi pondered for a long time, or asked: "Brother, how do you plan to deal with Chen Sheng?"

Lu Qiang bit his lower lip fiercely, with a ruthless look: "Fuck him."

Last year, Chen Sheng attacked him at the entrance of the alley. Lu Qiang was wounded. Working for many years, Chen Sheng understands his nature and knows how to anger him. A few days ago, he saw the two men reluctantly in the car, and found out that they were married. Chen Sheng knew that this woman meant a lot to Lu Qiang, and it would be more interesting to move her than to move him.

Lack of consideration, but I heard Lu Qiang's out-of-control voice on the phone, only to feel comfortable. Today is not what he used to be, in his current position, Lu Qiang is not taken into consideration at all.

Genzi asked: "What about old Qiu?"

Lu Qiang paused and touched his pocket subconsciously: "What about my phone?" After asking, he stopped and touched the root: "Mobile phone."

He handed him the phone and presented Lu Qiang's calling card.

Lu Qiang sprayed a short airflow from his nose, patted his head, and took the card.

After playing for a while in the hand, Genzi said: "Old Qiu is too snobbish, you know him best, he is vicious and merciless, I am afraid to touch him, he will start with you and sister-in-law."

Lu Qiang looked at the sky.

Genzi said to himself, hey, he said: "I will leave in a big deal, and it is not a place where Zhangzhou can stay. I will go with you when the time comes."

Lu Qiang sat up, picked up the cigarette case from the grass, and started smoking again.

Genzi tilted Erlang's legs and made a blind idea: "Immigration will do, anyway, you have money in your account."

Lu Qiang put his palm to his lips: "Immigration?"

"Yeah, you and your sister-in-law are here for no reason and no reason. When the time comes, you will pick up the old lady, go out, and don't worry about food and clothing."

A large piece of soot condensed, fingers hanging over his lips, Lu Qiang did not smoke at all, and finally crushed directly.

He sat quietly on the grass without speaking for a long time.

In the past hour, the horizon will be white.

At four o'clock in the morning, Lu Qiang changed his calling card, called up the number, and dialed it.

The other party quickly picked up.

Lu Qiang said: "I have a condition."

Happy over there: "Say."

Keep me and Lu Yin safe.

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The more you write, the more you can do. I feel like it won’t be over in the near future. I want to cry/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

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