Little Terrified Bun

In the cold corridor of the hospital, the smell of blood mixed with the smell of disinfectant makes people sick.

When Wei Zhe received Wei Jing's call, he was in a meeting. Upon hearing his words, he immediately suspended the meeting and drove over in a hurry.

The man was standing on the other side of the corridor panting, looking at the restless teenager under the light, his brows frowned subconsciously when his eyes swept across the bandage. He walked up to the boy and slowed down his tone, "Is it all right!"

Wei Jingmu shook his head, his face still smeared with blood, and the bright red color set off the pale little face, which gave people a shocking feeling.

"It's all right, it's all right." Wei Zhe stretched out his hand and hugged the boy into his arms, his fingertips trembling, his expression not much better than Wei Jing? God knows how fast his heartbeat was when he received the call and heard the person on the other side say he was on the way to the hospital!

In the blink of time, he seemed to have returned to his previous life. He received a call from Wei Jing’s cell phone number, and hid his heart full of joy in his heart, and made a cold and arrogant look. Thinking of you, I will forgive you. The next second , Was told indifferently that Wei Jing was dead.

It's not a joke, it's not a prank, but it's really dead, turned into a cold corpse, not crying, smiling, not talking.

His body will be sent to the crematorium and turned into ashes that cannot be grasped.

A moment of heaven, a moment of hell.

But so.

And now, do it again, is history going to repeat itself?

Fortunately, the young man’s words saved him and pulled him out of the terrible nightmare. After he hung up the phone, Wei Zhe realized that on this hot summer day, there was a layer of cold sweat on his back and removed his shirt. Part of it was wet.

He hugged him for several minutes, the warm breath and weight in his arms made him feel at ease.

"How is Wei Min?" He said as he took out the handkerchief from his pocket, trying to wipe the blood stains off the boy's face.

"Wei Min... I don't know, but a lot of blood... He shed a lot of blood..." Wei Jing looked up, her dark eyes could not shed tears, and they seemed to be numb, "He won't die, yes. No? Obviously he lived well before... Obviously... Obviously the one who deserves to die is me."

"It will be fine, it will be fine."

Although it is a bit immoral and even despicable to say this, Wei Zhe at this time is very thankful that Wei Jing can still be in his arms. The person lying in the cold operating room is not him, so good! He can still talk to him.

Xu Gen and He Di came right after Wei Zhe. He Di's eyes were red and his face was gray. It can be seen that he had cried several times on the road.

It's the first time Xu Gen and Wei Min have seen each other. They have no affection for him, just a little bit sorrowful, what a nice person! If something went wrong, there was no sign.

During the period, the door of the operating room opened and closed, closed and opened several times. The nurses who came and went in a hurry, even through the masks, they could see their anxiety. Every time they open the door, Wei Jing's eyes will burst out with a huge light, and as time goes by, the light gets dimmed.

The flaming sun has set, and the outside is black, like a monster.

Every minute and every second, it became extremely slow at this moment, like a jammed tape, walking forward intermittently.

I don’t know how long the door of the emergency room was suddenly pushed open. The haggard doctor pulled the mask down and said, “There is no life-threatening for the time being. The patient’s left foot and head are seriously injured, and he may stay behind. After the sequelae, please be mentally prepared. He will wake up after the anesthesia. He should have fever in the past few days..."

"The doctor...I want to ask, what are the sequelae? Is it serious?" Wei Jing said cautiously, even breathing slightly.

"He has a deep wound on his face, which will leave a scar afterwards. As for his feet... It depends on the later treatment. If he recovers well, he will have no problem walking."

Wei Jing's feet were soft and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Wei Zhe behind him helped him in time. If he recovers well, he can walk without problems? What if the recovery is not good? So what has Wei Min become? A... cripple, disabled person.

The doctors have already left. Wei Min was pushed into the intensive care unit. He looked very pitiful at this time. His entire face was covered with bandages, only the positions of his eyes, ears, lips and nose were exposed. Many tubes were inserted into his body. The machine quietly showed the heartbeat and blood pressure of the teenager.

"It will be fine. We will invite the best doctor over." Wei Zhe firmly hugged the person in his arms and comforted the person in his arms tightly, "We can do surgery on the face. Now the plastic surgery industry is developed, we can slowly It will be fine."

"Big Brother." Wei Jing deducted such a sentence from his throat, "You forgot, what does Wei Min like most?"

Wei Zhe was silent.

In his previous life, Wei Min liked to take pictures while traveling. He was like a spinning top, spinning around the world, he wanted to eat when he saw what he liked, and he wanted to keep it in his own when he saw the beautiful scenery. Under the lens.

And now...Where can Wei Min go?

The doctor's words have already understood very well, even if the recovery is good, it means that you can walk, run, and exercise for a long time, I am afraid that the legs simply cannot bear it.

Not only this, like this kind of leg injury, if it is rainy in the future, the pain will be unbearable, like someone took a blade to scrape your flesh and blood in it, so you can’t wait to break your leg and go with your hands. Knead it.

Pain that goes with it for a lifetime.

Weeping too much, Wei Jing's tears were already drained, his eyes silently saw Wei Min, who was quiet like a mummy inside through the glass window, and he even wanted to roar over, why did you save me? Don’t you hate me? Don’t you just hate it forever?

Why pay such a high price for me?