MTL - Dear Mr. Lu-Chapter 63

In the early morning, it was still that private hospital, and the operation had been going on for seven hours.

The inside and outside of the hospital has been sealed off by Liu Weizhi. Except for the necessary medical personnel, all the others have cleared the place, and all the patients have been transferred. He has used all his strength in Haining to ensure the absolute safety of this hospital.

Liu Weizhi has been busy with outside affairs, the phone has been ringing non-stop, and he has to deal with those people in Haining who have heard the news. After just a dozen hours, he is exhausted physically and mentally.

When he finished his work and returned to the outside of the operating room, he sat down on the seat, his fat body collapsed, and his face was full of fatigue, solemnity and worry.

At this time, footsteps sounded from the other end of the corridor. He looked up and saw two familiar partners, and sighed: "You are here."

The people who came were Zhou Yishan and Lao Ding who had rushed over from Beijing. They were travel-laden and hurried, and when they saw Liu Weizhi, they asked anxiously, "Where is Mr.?"

"Still operating."

"How's the situation?" Old Ding asked.

Liu Weizhi shook his head: "Seven hours, several times of rescue, and several interruptions of surgery, I don't know the details yet."

"Damn, who did this!" Zhou Yishan wanted to kill someone angrily, but without a goal, he grabbed Liu Weizhi's collar, "How did you protect Mr.?"

Lao Ding stopped him and asked him to calm down. Liu Weizhi broke free and said expressionlessly: "The truck driver died on the spot. It is very difficult to investigate. I can't distract myself from the investigation now, so I call you over."

Lao Ding said calmly: "There must be an investigation, but this is not the point now. The most important thing now is the condition of the husband. Also, we rushed over when we got your news, but other people will definitely get the news too. They'll be here soon."

Thinking of those, Liu Weizhi frowned.

There are a lot of capable people under Mr., and the three of them belong to the first group with Mr., and they are also the closest to Mr., and they have a good relationship with each other. Some were promoted later, and some of them belonged to Mr. The old man left behind by his father.

Their loyalty is unquestionable, but they are not particularly harmonious with each other. Naturally, they can be suppressed when the husband is around, but in this situation, no one obeys the other, and no one trusts the other. It is difficult to work together .

Although when the husband came to Haining, he had already arranged his own position for everyone, but now if something happens to the husband, he will be murdered and killed, which is completely different from peaceful retirement, and a smooth handover is impossible.

Furthermore, there are people from the Lu family, that is another camp, they do not agree with Mr., but they occupy a blood relationship, and they are supposed to have the right to inherit. At least they have the right to ask for the return of what Mister inherited from his father. industry. But after so many years, it is difficult to fully clarify how these industries came about. In short, if something happens to the husband, they will take the opportunity to take a bite.

"We have to prepare for the worst." Lao Ding said, "When Mr. had an accident, you were the only one by his side. If people with good intentions take advantage of this and unite against you, the situation will be very bad, even if they claim You are an accomplice or traitor who killed Mister, and using it is a shortcut to improve your prestige."

Liu Weizhi rubbed his forehead: "These are nothing, as long as Mr. can wake up, it's not a problem."

"I'm just worried that we're going to mess ourselves up. Someone fishing in troubled waters is not good for Mr. In short, let's investigate the truth as soon as possible. At the same time, Lao Liu, you hand over the security of the hospital to me and Shisan, and accept the investigation yourself. Let's make this gesture first. People can't make trouble even if they want to." Lao Ding said.

Liu Weizhi thought for a while, then nodded.

Zhou Yishan walked anxiously at the door of the operating room, and suddenly asked: "Didn't you say that there were two people involved in the car accident? What about the kid? Where did he hide?"

Liu Weizhi said: "Luo Wencheng lost a lot of blood. After rescue, he is fine now. He was guarding Zhou Qian."

Zhou Yishan snorted: "I think we should transfer that kid away. He was still present the whole time when the car accident happened. After a while, everyone will come. Maybe he will be interrogated for the first time. Some of them have worse tempers than me. If they get angry To put it bluntly, we have to focus on protecting him."

"Then what if my husband wakes up and asks about him? To send him away, we need to send another man to protect him," Liu Weizhi said. "Is there anything safer in Haining now than this hospital?"

Zhou Yishan was aggrieved and did not speak.

The three of them talked again, leaving Liu Weizhi here to guard, and the other two went to do their own things.

Time continued to pass minute by minute.

The sky is gradually getting brighter, and a new day has begun, and the sun begins to shine on the earth.

The operating room is still closed.

However, the people from Beijing who heard the news set foot on the land of Haining one by one, and rushed towards the hospital.

Luo Wencheng fell asleep until noon.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a bright room with bright sunlight outside the window. He stayed for a while, then sat up suddenly, and fell back halfway through.

He raised his forehead and touched a circle of gauze, and he was dizzy.

"Are you awake? You have a concussion, and you have lost too much blood, so you shouldn't get out of bed."

Luo Wencheng heard Zhou Qian's voice and turned his head to look: "Where's Lu Chong?"

"Sir is still in the rescue." Zhou Qian said.

"Rescue..." Luo Wencheng grabbed his hand, "What's his condition, how long has he been rescued? What did the doctor say?"

Zhou Qian said: "Mr. has been in the operating room for more than 20 hours. It was supposed to be released after the operation, but the expert team from Beijing arrived and did not come out. A group of people are now surrounded there. I don't know what's going on."

Luo Wencheng heard that he was about to get out of bed, but he stopped halfway through getting up, and said to Zhou Qian, "Is there anything to eat?"

"I'll get it."

After leaving the ward a week ago, Luo Wencheng lifted the quilt.

Under the quilt, he placed a syringe by his side. It looked very ordinary. It was a one-milliliter syringe commonly used in hospitals, but it was filled with a light blue liquid.

The first time he sees something, the function of it emerges in his mind.

The restorative agent takes effect 24 to 72 hours after injection. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as the person is not dead, it can be revived and restored to the original state.

He grasped this thing tightly, pulled out the needle on the back of his hand and stood up. There were new clothes beside the bed, so he just took them and changed them.

Zhou Qian came in looking for food: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to see Lu Chong." Luo Wencheng said.

Zhou Qian was silent for a while: "I'm afraid you can't go now."

Luo Wencheng paused as he straightened his collar: "Why?"

"The passage to the operating room has been blocked. Ordinary people can't go there at all, and there are many people coming from Beijing. They won't let you see your husband."

Luo Wencheng sat down slowly, thought for a while and asked, "Where is Liu Weizhi? I want to see him."

"It's useless for you to see him. Manager Liu has also been isolated there, and now someone is investigating him, saying that his husband was attacked because of his lack of protection, and even suspected that he is a traitor."

Luo Wencheng frowned: "Then who else is beside Lu Chong?"

"It's Mr. Ding and Mr. Zhou. They came down from Beijing early in the morning." Zhou Qian replied.

Luo Wencheng felt relieved: "Is there any other way? I must see Lu Chong."

"If you want to see Mr., you can see him. Who do you think you are?" A cold voice rang out, and a tall and slender figure came in from the door of the ward. The gaze that stared at Luo Wencheng was like stabbing him with a knife.

Luo Wencheng's face sank slightly, and his eyes were serious. He felt a strong killing intent on this man, and his eyes swept over the man's waist, which was slightly raised, where a gun was hidden, and a knife should be pinned to the outside of his right thigh.

Just as his eyes fell on the outside of the opponent's thigh, the man's hand quickly wiped it there.

The speed was so fast that Luo Wencheng could hardly see clearly, he only felt a cold light approaching with killing intent, he quickly raised his hand to block in front of him, but the next moment he was crushed on the bed, with one hand stuck to his neck, a knife Right in front of his eyes, only a few centimeters away.

He tried his best to block the opponent's hand holding the knife, but the opponent's strength was astonishing, and the tip of the knife was still approaching bit by bit.

At this time, Zhou Qian rushed over to help, and Liu Weizhi, who entered the door slowly, also shouted: "Ling Su, are you crazy?!"

The two of them pulled the man named Ling Su, and tried their best to tear him away. Luo Wencheng turned sideways and covered his neck and coughed.

Ling Su sneered coldly: "Weak chicken."

Luo Wencheng sat up slowly. With some effort just now, the gauze on his head and the gauze on his wrists ooze blood again. His already pale face is even more ugly now. It was dark and indifferent, looking at Ling Su, the coldness and murderous intent in his eyes was no less than that of the other party.

Ling Su was startled, for a moment he almost thought that the person in front of him would be a ferocious beast with no emotion, and because he was provoked, he would pounce on him and bite him the next moment.

Immediately he sneered again, such a delicate person, he could crush him to death with one hand, what would he do with his life?

He threw away Zhou Qian and Liu Weizhi: "Why are you so nervous? If I really wanted to kill him, would you have time to stop him? Just such a half-crippled guy, you are so relieved to let Mr. go out with him alone."

Liu Weizhi said with a cold face: "Just ask questions, don't touch your hands."

Ling Su leaned against the bedside table beside him, swinging a knife in his hand: "Were you by Mr.'s side when the incident happened?"

Luo Wencheng looked away from him: "...Yes."

"You're in the passenger seat, sir, in the driver's seat?"

"yes."

Ling Su laughed, "You're also amazing if you can make Mr. Ren condescend to drive you."

Liu Weizhi reprimanded: "Speak the business!"

"So sir was driving when the van hit it?"

"No, before that he stopped the car suddenly and talked to me."

"What did he say?"

Luo Wencheng was slightly stunned, recalling Lu Chong's expression and tone at that time, yes, what was he going to say to himself at that time? That kind of demeanor seems to be talking about something unusual.

He came back to his senses and said lightly, "It's a private matter. He ran into the truck before he finished talking." He looked up at Ling Su, "But what's the use of asking? Could it still be hit by the truck? Analyze the angle and posture to find out who the other party is, and who sent it?"

Ling Su's face was ugly.

Luo Wencheng smiled sarcastically: "Or, do you think I also participated in this matter, so that I have a share in Lu Chong?"

"I'm really upset. Mister is lying there with uncertain life or death. You'll be fine once you sleep. You're both in the same car. Why are you so lightly injured?" Ling Su leaned closer and bent over to look at Luo Wencheng. .

"So that's why you want to kill me?" Luo Wencheng knew very well that this person really wanted to kill him just now. If he hadn't reacted quickly, if he hadn't been pushed away by Liu Weizhi a week ago, he would have been afraid at this time. already dead.

Ling Su straightened up: "If Mister dies, I will really let you die. You'd better pray that Mister wakes up."

Liu Weizhi sighed and said to Luo Wencheng: "Since you are awake, you should leave. There are still many people like Ling Su who blamed you, and some even more radical than him." , it’s not safe for you to stay here.”

He no longer had the same smile as the Maitreya Buddha before, his brows were frowned, and he didn't show any kindness towards Luo Wencheng.

Luo Wencheng knew that he was also venting his anger on himself, but he didn't show it too much. But Luo Wencheng didn't care, he didn't care how these people treated him, he asked, "How is he?"

"The situation is very pessimistic." Liu Weizhi said with a grim expression, "Mr. Lu suffered a fatal blow to the head, and there are still many fractures on his body. His condition has been stabilized for the time being, but it's hard to say what will happen next."

"It's not optimistic, it's hard to say. Aren't these used by doctors to perfuse family members? Please tell me what's going on."

Liu Weizhi was silent for a moment, and said: "Now it seems that if there is no miracle, the best situation is a vegetative state."

What the doctors and experts said was that with such a severe head trauma and such a large amount of blood loss, it is a miracle that he did not die on the spot. Although he was lucky to be able to stabilize the situation during the operation, the probability of waking up in the end is very, very high. Small, pitifully small.

Luo Wencheng opened his eyes slightly.

"It's almost like sleeping there with a ventilator plugged in, and he's actually brain-dead. The best news right now is that my husband's desire to survive is very strong. Maybe he can really wake up, but even if he wakes up..."

He paused and said heavily, "His brain tissue was severely damaged, part of it was removed, and the intracranial hypertension is still ongoing, and the brain tissue will continue to be damaged, so even if he wakes up, it is absolutely impossible to return to the way it was before. Either stupid, or crippled, or both, and that's it."

And this is already a miracle of miracles.

Liu Weizhi said: "So you should leave now, if everyone attacks you, no one will be able to save you."

Luo Wencheng lowered his head, stayed there for a while and smiled softly.

Liu Weizhi frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

Luo Wencheng touched the syringe in his pocket, and said directly: "I want to see Lu Chong, I can save Lu Chong."

"You... what are you talking about?"

"I said that I can save Lu Chong and restore him to his original state. Take me to see him."

"What are you kidding, I don't have time to play with you." Liu Weizhi thought he was crazy.

"I'm not joking." Luo Wencheng said affirmatively, "I will not joke about this kind of thing. In this situation, if I can't save him, why do I do everything I can to see Lu Chong just to have a look at him, or stab him? He stabbed him? You have to believe that I want Lu Chong to live more than anyone else.

Liu Weizhi looked at Luo Wencheng for a long time, and his eyes were firm and unwavering. Liu Weizhi smiled angrily, and he actually felt that what he said was the truth: "Then tell me, how to save Mr.? He is not poisoned, not poisoned. Xie, he suffered a head injury and was unconscious, you can go in and chant a mantra to make him recover?"

Luo Wencheng didn't care about his ridicule, and said lightly: "Of course I have my own way, have you forgotten, my heart stopped beating once, and finally came back to life."

Liu Weizhi frowned and recalled: "That time was fake? Did you lie to Mr.?"

Luo Wencheng continued: "Also, you should also know that I have a strange problem. Every time it reaches zero, I will have abdominal pain like cramping. My husband thinks it's because of my psychology, but it's not. My body is different from ordinary people. In short, you just think that I have a way to bring people back to life, the world is so big, why is it strange that there are things that you can't understand?"

Liu Weizhi was silent, he was thinking.

Luo Wencheng raised his head and said, "Hurry up and decide, how long can Lu Chong last? What if his condition worsens?"

Liu Weizhi still couldn't believe him, what he said was too unreal, it was a fantasy, but he hoped in his heart that what he said was true.

Because only in this way can the best results be possible.

Luo Wencheng saw his hesitation, he finally said: "Lu Chong protected me with his life, I will not harm him, and you also know his feelings and trust for me, with his status, with his decision Personality, if he has a choice now, do you think he chooses to lie there and resign himself to his fate, waiting for the end of being stupid or disabled even if a miracle happens, or choose to trust me and take a gamble with me?"

"Besides, I have enough confidence."

Liu Weizhi's complexion changed, and there was one sentence that Luo Wencheng said was right. As a gentleman, if he is really stupid or too disabled, he will become a puppet and a living target, and he will lose all his dignity. At the bottom of his feet, or those who look up and envy him can laugh at him unscrupulously. Liu Weizhi put himself in the situation and felt that if he faced those things by himself, he would go crazy, and he would rather end his life before that.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You wait!"

He went out and called Lao Ding and Zhou Yishan. At this moment, there were only these two people who could support him and give Luo Wencheng a little trust.

Luo Wencheng let out a long breath, and softened his body tiredly.

Zhou Qian, who had been standing quietly all this time, brought the food in front of Luo Wencheng: "Shall I have something?"

Luo Wencheng looked at the steamed bun porridge and shook his head: "If you can't eat it, give me a bottle of glucose."

"I'll get it."

"A week ago." Luo Wencheng stopped him, "Do you believe me?"

"I don't know, but I know that my husband will believe you. I will listen to you." Zhou Qian said silently. Under Lu Chong's subordinates, he is just a small person, not as high as Liu Dingzhou and others, nor does he have the qualifications to be domineering like Ling Su, so he doesn't think too much, thinks too much, and does what his master tells him to do.

The husband asked him to follow Luo Wencheng, and he followed.

The master asked him to listen to Luo Wencheng, and he listened.

Mr. asked him to protect Luo Wencheng's safety, so even if everyone rushed over to demand Luo Wencheng's life, he would protect him until the last moment of his life.

Because he knows, that's what Mr. needs him to do.

Luo Wencheng said softly, "Thank you."

Zhou Qian went to get a bottle of glucose injection, and Luo Wencheng poured it directly into his mouth. After drinking the bottle, he felt better. After a while, Liu Weizhi came back: "Come with me, the excuse we made for a while is that you are the best sir. The person you like, let you go in and see if you can wake him up, in short, you don't speak during the whole process, and no matter what anyone says, don't respond."

"Okay." Luo Wencheng staggered suddenly when he walked out the door, clutching his heart.

"What's wrong with you?" Liu Weizhi asked.

After waiting for two seconds, the palpitations gradually disappeared. Luo Wencheng stood up straight and shook his head. He slowly realized something and asked Zhou Qian: "What time is it?"

"Two forty in the afternoon."

"Two forty..." That was the time of the car accident yesterday, twenty-four hours.

Luo Wencheng said to the two people looking at him: "It's okay, let's go."

He followed Liu Weizhi to another inpatient building. Zhou Yishan was already chewing shredded tobacco and waiting at the elevator entrance. He rushed over to look at Luo Wencheng, and lowered his voice: "Can you really save Mr.?"

"I can." Luo Wencheng said.

"Fuck, if you can, I'll call you Grandpa from now on! Come with me." He took Luo Wencheng upstairs, and Liu Weizhi and Zhou Qian were blocked by the people guarding the stairs.

Go up to the seventh floor and come to the floor of the intensive care unit. As soon as the elevator opens, there are many people standing and sitting in the corridor outside the gate of the intensive care unit. I can’t count them at a glance. I saw Zhou Yishan bring a stranger up. , looked over one after another, with unfriendly expressions: "Zhou Shisan, who is this?"

"People who are more useful than you!" Zhou Yishan didn't bother to talk to these people, and went to press the electronic code for the gate of the intensive care unit.

Before he pressed it, someone came to stop him: "You want to take him in? We have to press the button to go in and take a look. Why can he go in?"

"Just because he was the one saved by my husband?" Zhou Yishan said impatiently, "Don't you mean to wait for a miracle? What's wrong with me bringing him here to cheer for my husband? Just you bunch of flies, I don't know if you go in to watch the fun Either make noise to pollute the air, or just hope that the husband will die soon, so it’s not bad to let you enter a few according to the click, get out of here!”

Those people were sprayed with flushed faces. Luo Wencheng looked over, those old and young, who seemed to be pampered, should be from the Lu family, and some stood far and near, even if their aura was restrained, they still leaked cold air, which was impossible to ignore. It should be someone under Lu Chong's command.

That's a lot.

One of them, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, said in a deep voice, "My husband is in danger right now, so it's not good for you to suddenly bring a stranger in?"

"He is a stranger to you, but not to me, and even more so to Mr. Do you need to be familiar with him before you can enter? How old are you?"

"You—Zhou Shisan, stop messing around. If he has evil thoughts, can you be responsible?"

"Don't worry, I'll take a hundred responsibilities. If Mr. is harmed by him, can I cut off my own head? Also, don't see everyone talking badly. Didn't Ling Su interrogate him? If he has a problem, won't that lunatic Ling Su kill him on the spot?"

Zhou Zhoushan opened the electronic gate of the intensive care unit while speaking, and pushed Luo Wencheng in: "Go in quickly."

Inside the door, Dr. Wang led Luo Wencheng to put on isolation clothes, and continued to walk in: "Mr. is inside."

This is a large ward, with beds placed against the wall, and Lu Chong was lying on one of them.

Lu Chong was covered with a quilt, with half of his chest exposed, and fell asleep unconsciously, with an endotracheal tube inserted in his throat and connected to a ventilator, his chest heaved together, but he couldn't tell that it was himself breathing. , or passive breathing.

Luo Wencheng approached slowly. Lu Chong's hair had been shaved off, revealing his bruised and swollen head. There were even two S-shaped incisions on it. The edges of the incisions were tightly stitched with black thread. His scalp was like a bulging ball. There was even a tube inserted in the middle of the incision, leading a dark red fluid from the skull.

Luo Wencheng stretched out his hand and touched it lightly. It should be a hard head, but it was hot to the touch and a little soft.

"Here..." He never knew that a person's head could be made like this.

"Because of intracranial hypertension, two pieces of skull were removed." Dr. Wang stood at the door and did not follow in. "I don't know what you are going to do, but you better hurry up, I will wait for you outside."

For Luo Wencheng to come in, Dr. Wang is actually the person who is most happy to see the success, because he is a doctor, he has experienced countless patients in his hands, knows how serious Lu Chong's condition is, and knows that there are so many large and small hospitals across the country. How many patients like Lu Chong would die in the ICU, even most of them had milder conditions than Lu Chong, but none of them survived.

Miracle? That's just a good wish, and an excuse to temporarily appease the people outside.

So it doesn't matter if it's chanting mantras or witchcraft, as long as it can save people, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, come on.

Luo Wencheng took out the syringe, plunged it into Lu Chong's infusion tube, and slowly pushed the light blue liquid in. Seeing the blue component flow into Lu Chong's blood vessel along the needle tube on the back of his hand, he relaxed slightly. in one breath.

He looked at Lu Chong and said, "What's the use of a big family if you talk about you? It's hard for me to even meet you, and I almost can't get in even if I want to save you."

He looked at Lu Chong's appearance, he should be lofty, elegant and noble, but now he is lying here unconscious, his body is full of tubes, so powerless to everything.

But it's okay, it will be fine soon.

He lowered his head and held Lu Chong's hand. He wanted to say a lot, but he didn't know what to say. What he wanted to say seemed to have been said in the past, and he was extremely calm at the moment, even a little too calm.

He finally said: "Lu Chong, I bless you, you will wait for the person you are waiting for, and you will be happy."

He felt a finger move under his hand, but Lu Chong was still asleep as before, without any movement.

Luo Wencheng stared at him for a while, let go of his hand, and walked out of the ward very simply. Doctor Wang was surprised: "So fast?"

"He will wake up in one to three days." After Luo Wencheng finished speaking, he went out and opened the electronic door. The atmosphere outside was almost tense. The person who confronted Zhou Yishan was replaced by Ling Su. As he opened the door, everyone All eyes were directed at him. Ling Su's eyes were especially sharp.

He walked out without changing his face, and closed the door with his backhand.

Zhou Yishan saw him approaching: "Okay?"

A figure was faster than him, grabbing Luo Wencheng's collar and trying to push him against the back door.

However, the person he thought he could never avoid took a step back, grabbed him first, and threw him against the door with his backhand.

Luo Wencheng's move was born out of an over-the-shoulder throw. It was extremely fast and he used his strength to strike. Ling Su was caught off guard and was thrown. His body hit the electronic gate heavily, making a loud noise and even setting off an alarm. It was quick, and immediately counterattacked, but the next moment Luo Wencheng kicked him hard in the lower abdomen.

This kick was extremely ruthless, the hard toe of the shoe was no worse than a sharp weapon, Ling Su snorted and hit the door again, then knelt down, and then his waist felt cold, his hair was pulled up, a cold Something pressed between his eyes.

Amid the sharp sirens, Luo Wencheng bent slightly, grabbed Ling Su's hair with one hand, and held the gun snatched from his waist against his head with the other, and said indifferently: "No one can do anything except do it. Is it rude to tell you that?"

The people around were shocked, Ling Su lost?

That rebellious Ling Su who likes to do things with his fists was subdued in just one encounter? Or by someone who was much thinner than him and seemed unthreatening?

Luo Wencheng suddenly let go of Ling Su, pointed a gun at him and took a few steps back, retreating from the shadows to the sunny place outside the window.

He prefers to wear a windbreaker, and today is no exception. The well-cut windbreaker sets him off extremely slender and straight, with the hand holding the gun straight forward, and the sun shines on his hair and half-illuminates his pale face .

There was no expression on his face, and there was no anger in his eyes. Compared with Ling Su who was kneeling there, his aura was far stronger, and it was shocking.

Almost everyone believed that he would pull the trigger the next moment, and someone started to move faintly.

During the stalemate, Dr. Wang ran over from the inside and shouted through the door: "Are you guys crazy, fighting here!"

He was operating inside, and the alarm sound was quickly disarmed. At the same time, Luo Wencheng twisted his fingers, twisted the gun into his palm, removed the magazine, and the bullets fell to the ground with crackling, and then he put the golden gun Throw the pistol back to Ling Su.

The gun slid a certain distance on the ground, and stopped just in front of Ling Su, his face changed colors, which was very exciting.

Luo Wencheng walked to the elevator, pressed the button, and said to Zhou Yishan, "I'm leaving first."

Zhou Yishan chuckled, clapped his hands, and said to Ling Su: "I've been going crazy all day, now I've kicked the iron plate, I really think I'm invincible in the world!" "Come on, I'll take you down."

As soon as the door was closed, Luo Wencheng leaned against the wall, his face pale.

Zhou Yishan was overjoyed: "You can do it, you can retreat with a single blow when you don't expect it, the best thing is to grab the gun empty-handed, it's a trick to pretend."

He could see clearly that if it wasn't for Luo Wencheng's few steps back, Ling Su would have fought back. At that time, Luo Wencheng would be the unlucky one.

After all, there is a gap in strength and physical strength.

If Ling Su hadn't underestimated the enemy, Luo Wencheng would not have succeeded in the first place.

Luo Wencheng pressed his uncomfortable heart, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Do you really think I can't shoot?"

Zhou Yishan was taken aback.

Luo Wencheng immediately said: "Just kidding, he messed with me first, I made him lose face, it's fair."

Luo Wencheng looked at the mirror beside him. In the mirror, his face was calm and his eyes were bottomless.

He knew that if Doctor Wang hadn't yelled that voice just now, he would have shot.

He began to think back slowly, and found that since he woke up, he didn't seem to have any emotional ups and downs. Even if he was told that seeing Lu Chong would be difficult, he was not in a hurry. I didn't feel too much impact, not even a little bit of distress.

When he successfully injected the restorative, he was only relieved, as if he had accomplished a goal, an obsession, rather than joy.

So when he left in the end, he naturally wouldn't feel pain and reluctance.

He closed his eyes and stroked his heart. His love had already disappeared.

I'm afraid that at the moment when Lu Chong is standing in front of him with the person in his heart, he won't feel the slightest bit of heartache or sadness, but will only return him with an indifferent gaze.

He recalled Liu Weizhi's indifferent attitude towards him, he really didn't mind.

That Ling Su attacked him twice, but he was not angry. He only had a kind of hostility to fight back after being provoked, and even fight desperately with the other party.

He began to be indifferent, just like when he was reborn, he could even bet on his own life, he didn't care about himself or others.

Is this because there is no hope in his heart, only cold and darkness?

He opened his eyes and said lightly, "It's really interesting."

"What did you say?" Zhou Yishan didn't hear clearly.

Luo Wencheng ignored him, and murmured to himself in a low voice: "I know it's not like this, but I can't mobilize the right emotions. On the other hand, I think this is normal, reasonable, and enjoyable."

With a ding-dong sound, the elevator reached the first floor. He looked up at the dazzling sunlight in the corridor outside, and narrowed his eyes: "It's more serious than the first time."

For the first time, he was at least emotional. While he didn't care about everything, he at least had normal emotions, but this time, it seemed that there was nothing.