MTL - The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash-Chapter 50

At 8:10 p.m., the lights during the operation finally went out. Although he already knew the result, Qiu Zeyao breathed a sigh of relief when those words came out of the doctor's mouth.

It's finally over.

"But..." After everyone thanked them, the doctor suddenly changed the topic, "The patient is not completely out of danger, and needs to be observed in the ICU for a period of time. If the vital signs are stable, they can be transferred to the general ward after the dangerous period. So relax."

"The injured place is very special, and you must not cause the wound to tear twice, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

The bullet did not hit the heart directly, but it inevitably rolled out of balance after entering the body, and the myocardial tissue around the wound was also damaged. Fortunately, the heart was able to maintain its operation, and the situation inside was not as bad as expected. As a result, not only did the operation go smoothly, but the time was greatly shortened.

However, even so, the bullet still created a cavity in the opponent's chest. If the wound is torn again, the situation after that can only depend on luck. It may just prolong the recovery time, or it may die on the spot.

Amuro nodded cautiously: "I remember, when will he wake up?"

"Look at the patient himself. If the will to survive is strong, the drug will be able to wake up in the past, and it will not exceed 48 hours at the latest. If he doesn't wake up after two days... this is unlikely."

The doctor paused, "But you can talk to the patient about topics he cares about, call him by name, etc., to help him wake up."

After the operation was over, people also lay in the ICU. It was useless for them to stay here. They glanced through the glass, and after greeting Amuro, the three left the hospital with Kudo Shinichi.

When he met the stinky Mori Kogoro in the hall, Hagihara Kenji knew the truth of Kudo Shinichi sneaking in, and his eyes instantly became dangerous.

Kudo Shinichi covered his severely hit head, smiled awkwardly at him, and was quickly taken away by Mouri Kogoro by his collar.

The remaining three walked side by side in the cold wind of the winter night.

They came with the police car. Now that the car has returned to the hall, a few people can only walk to the hospital station and take the bus back.

The uniforms on the body are mainly protective and easy to move, and the effect of keeping warm is not very good. When the wind blows, the three of them shrink their necks one after another, and their feet are more than a little faster. Soon we arrived at the empty bus station.

Although the car didn't come, at least there was a place to hide from the wind, so it wasn't as cold as before.

"What's wrong with the eyes?" Matsuda Jinping breathed a sigh of relief, barely warming his hands that were frozen into popsicles.

When he was in the hospital, he noticed that Qiu Zeyao's only intact eye had a circle of blue, which appeared after blood was drawn with Amuro, but before he had time to ask, the door of the operating room opened, and then Never found a chance.

He frowned, "You didn't tell Amuro, what did you say?"

When the pseudonym was exported, I was still a little uncomfortable.

Qiu Zeyao: "That's right."

Thinking of what happened at that time, his mood suddenly became complicated again.

Amuro's expression after listening to the answer was a complex one that he couldn't read. His first reaction was not to try to interpret that expression, but to wonder—

According to the identity setting, the performance at this time should be as easy to distinguish as possible. If no one understands the performance made by wasting energy, it will only be counterproductive.

Are there other considerations? Or is it because I suddenly learned the good side of my colleagues from other people, and I was in a complicated mood for a while, and I failed to manage my emotions?

The other party did not respond for a long time, and Qiu Zeyao said tentatively, "Mr. Anshi?"

"Sorry..." Amuro raised his hand to cover the upper half of his face, although the corners of his mouth were hooked, but he couldn't see a smile at all, "I just don't know how to react."

"He's always been a good kid who didn't hesitate to sacrifice himself to save the lives of others, and I should be proud of his courage, but the truth is... as his family, my first thought was to hope he wasn't so good. "

People are selfish, and if a stranger or family member had to die, the answer for most people would be the former.

If you choose to live between yourself and strangers, most people's choice will only be yourself. That's why those who sacrifice themselves are so admirable.

Noble souls are always few and far between, like panning for gold in the sand, and most of them die early.

For example, the other four of the five members of the police academy in the original work.

Qiu Zeyao should say something to comfort the other party, which is normal, human nature and so on.

But he stared at An Shitou with a bitter smile, strange and turbulent emotions inexplicably emerged in his heart, a vague figure flashed across his mind, and in the end nothing was left.

A victim who saves lives is often hailed as a hero, but the honor is worthless to his family, and the dead don't benefit from it.

But... I'm still happy, because...

"Being able to stay firm until the end, and not stain your soul with dirt, even if you die tonight, you should be happy."

As someone who knows him, it is not difficult to predict the arrival of this day, and every day we spent together in the past is regarded as the last to spend.

So when this moment really came, before the inevitable pain, the one step that came first was relaxation - great, that person didn't turn his back on the past.

And he's already done...

what did you do?

The answer is ready to come out, but it is blocked by an invisible barrier, and no matter how hard you try, you can't recall it.

The loss of memory is indicated in the contract. First, souls with traces of the past are more likely to be detected and rejected by the world, and secondly, it is also to avoid some other ideas.

Therefore, the headquarters has used some method to withdraw and save it, and when the contractor, that is, the host, completes the task, it will be returned together with the reward.

Therefore, it is not the memory that is about to come out, but the residue of the soul that has not been completely stripped away.

Qiu Zeyao suddenly realized what he said, and quickly explained: "No, there is no other meaning, I mean..."

"I know..." Amuro Toru seemed to be strange, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth was reduced more than a little, and he seemed to be calm and authentic, "Officer Qiu Ze means that if he chooses himself at that time, even if he survives, Yang Xi will not Will be happy because of this, but it will be extremely painful. I should not force him to change, and I will not do it.”

Good and evil are like color and black. No matter how colorful and beautiful the color is, as long as it touches a little black, it will inevitably lose its original luster.

That is an indelible stain.

Careless camouflage.

On purpose.

Qiu Zeyao was silent for a moment, then said sincerely, "Mr. Anshi, do you want to beat me up?"

Although it's not all directed at himself, Mr. A, who is the culprit, is obviously going to lie on the bed as a fragile item in a short time. Anyway, he has been beaten by various people today, and it is not bad for Amuro to pass the meal.

"Huh?" An Shitou had experienced a lot of wind and waves, and this was the first time he had encountered this. But the other party's eyes looked very sincere and clear, "No, this kind of thing is..."

The pressure on the other party is already enough, and if you have to say it, it is even worse than Mr. A.

Do what others dare not do, achieve the best results, but ruin a great future because of it.

"Actually, it's for my own peace of mind." Qiu Ze Yao said, "Because Mr. Amuro is so good at talking, he agreed to my request like that, but it made me extremely ashamed... Anyway, the person who hurt Fujita-kun is the Me. Although it is forced by the situation, understanding is one thing, and it does not mean that there will be no anger."

He paused and added: "Don't worry, this is not an assault on the police."

Toru Amuro:…

He said it all, and Amuro couldn't justify it without beating him. But it doesn't really mean a beating, the meaning of a punch is over.

Qiu Zeyao touched his burning eyes, and felt that Amuro must have put more than a little water in it, otherwise, with the arm strength of the other side's mountain gorilla, it would be unknown whether he would be able to leave the hospital upright today.

In short, the fight has been fought, and the injury this time can be considered even.

What I didn't want to admit was that Qiu Zeyao felt a trace of guilt and guilt when he heard Tofan Amuro didn't want him to be so nice.

The former is because he is not as good as the other party thinks, and the latter is because of Amuro Toru's performance at that time.

Even if you emphasize to yourself more than once that it is acting. But the touch in the bottom of my heart can't be faked, it's just temporarily covered up by other emotions.

Playing with the opposing player for so long, although he is always denying it, he is indeed a little bit caught.

Just like that sentence said, "I spend more than ten hours a day playing the role of loving you, how do you know if I really love you". After acting for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be a little bit of sincerity mixed in without knowing it.

The sincerity hidden in the falsehood is what really moved him.

Amuro had moved his mind to turn against him, besides realizing that his loyalty to the organization was unreliable, there might also be a reason for this.

"Sorry, what are the other injuries?"

Qiu Zeyao: "The handwriting of colleagues."

Amuro Toru smiled: "It seems that Officer Qiuzawa is very popular."

Qiu Zeyao was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "Ah."

Sure enough, he likes the police the most.

"Didn't I tell you to wait for Hagi to be with you?" Matsuda Jinping clicked his tongue. If the other party is not Toru Amuro, the character of this guy will only have the opposite effect. Like me, the result is that even the valley can't help but do it.

"What did the other party say?"

"I agreed..." Qiu Zeyao explained, "I proposed this on my own initiative. Mr. Anshi is very kind."

He really doesn't have a reverse sprint.

"You like being beaten so much?" He couldn't help but stabbed, Matsuda Jinping didn't know that the other party didn't want to implicate others, he was angry that Qiu Zeyao didn't take himself seriously, causing trouble for others and himself Comparing the future two, the answer of which is more important cannot be more obvious.

Oh, it's also possible that the other party really thinks he can handle everything, which is even more unforgivable.

He took a deep breath, took another deep breath, and punched Qiu Zeyao in the face.

"Remember to take care of the wound when you go back." Hagihara Kenji reminded, "Do you have a medicine cabinet at home?"

Qiu Zeyao: "No."

Correction, not all cops like it.