MTL - My Darling Is Pampered and Wild-Chapter 960 Su Feng: I admit it, I am really reluctant
The news of the destruction of t-s was sent back to the capital at dawn on Monday morning.
When Minister Zheng called Lu Qingqiao, he couldn't help but feel happy.
Huo Jin cleaned up the scene that day and led the team back to the capital in the evening.
But the helicopter that came back earlier than Huo Jin and his party stopped at the apron on the roof of Lutian Hospital at 8:00 in the morning.
Lu Qingqiao and Qin Xun rushed to Lutian Hospital at 8:30 and saw Wei Yipei and Rong Ye, who was flying a helicopter.
The two were sitting on chairs outside the operating room, their bodies more or less stained with the blood of Shen Yang and Su Feng.
Wei Yipei explained to the two.
It was Shen Yang who was injured, and Su Feng was operating on him.
"When the two of them were destroying the t-s in the enclosed space, a molecular reaction and explosion suddenly occurred. Shen Yang was in front of Su Feng. During the explosion, he suffered extensive burns, and his abdomen was pierced by surgical instruments. Visually, there was excessive blood loss, broken ribs, and organ damage. , his life is in danger, and the medical conditions there are insufficient, so we took him back to the capital by helicopter, and we have contacted Lutian Hospital to make preparations on the way..."
At that time, the explosion happened very suddenly, and only affected Su Feng and Shen Yang in the closed room. If Su Feng hadn't been sober and determined that the t-s was destroyed, no one would have dared to open the closed space to rescue the two.
Although Su Feng was being guarded, he also suffered some injuries. When Wei Yipei treated his wound, he watched his fingers embedded in the wound with his own eyes, as if he was using pain to calm himself down.
Lu Qingqiao asked Wei Yipei and Rong Ye to prepare clean clothes and a place to rest, and he and Qin Xun stayed outside the operating room to wait.
During the period, Minister Zheng also came, but the operation was not over yet, and he left as he had other things to do.
It wasn't until two o'clock in the afternoon that the lights in the operating room went out.
The operating room pushed Shen Yang out first, and Su Feng walked out slowly behind him. After taking off the mask, his face was pale and weak, and the cold sweat on his forehead continued.
Yi Huo stepped forward and helped him up. He took a moment to relax and drank some hot water before saying, "He's all right."
Su Feng still had injuries on his body. After so long in the operation, his whole body felt as if he had been hollowed out. Lu Qingqiao asked people to treat his wounds and arranged a place for him to eat and rest.
In the evening, Su Feng, who had slept for a while, regained his energy, and his face was not so pale.
It's just that after waking up, he didn't go to see Shen Yang, but smoked in the smoking area on the balcony of the VIP ward where he temporarily lived.
When Qin Xun came over, a thick layer of soot had accumulated in the ashtray by his hand.
"Master." Su Feng called out, took a sharp breath from the small cigarette in his hand, and then smothered the cigarette butt.
"Shen Yang hasn't woken up yet." Qin Xun said.
"I know." Su Feng said, looking at the high-rise buildings under the twilight outside the window, his sickly white face was also plated with a layer of gold, he said, "Master, I will not leave the capital for the time being."
"Well, UU reading www.uukanshu.com for as long as you want to stay." Qin Xun guessed what he was thinking, so he had already arranged for someone to continue to cover up his whereabouts.
The two chatted for a while. After Qin Xun left, Su Feng still stood on the balcony, leaned back against the wall, watched the sky darken little by little, and completely hid himself in the darkness. After a long time, he vomited lightly. In one breath, he walked out of the unlit room and entered Shen Yang's ward.
Looking at the man with no blood on his face on the hospital bed, he leaned over and wiped the slight inconspicuous blood on his cheek with his fingers. It looked like a red mole from a distance, and only he could tell at a glance whether it belonged to him or not. something on his face.
The wind outside the window came in, with the residual warmth left by the sun, caressed the two of them, and took away a whisper.
"Okay, you won, I admit it, I'm really reluctant."
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