Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 465: Ice is sleeping water
Chapter 465 Ice is sleeping water
The lights in the deep corridor were turned off a little bit, time passed slowly, and there were fewer and fewer patients and nurses coming and going. Many people looked at Yunchuan with sympathy. He was still sitting stubbornly on the bench, Even posture rarely changes.
I will stop persuading him and just accompany him silently.
Master Xianqing is kind to me. I met him for the first time during the live broadcast of the No. 14 hearse. Danger.
When I was wanted by the whole city, in order to help me, Daoist Xianqing used secret techniques to ask the patriarch to block the possessed Ye Bing for me, and won a chance for me to escape.
The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, so when Taoist Master Xianqing asked me to take care of Yunchuan, I agreed without hesitation, but I didn't think about it, and now I am savoring the words of Taoist Xianqing , he probably already knew about his physical condition, and he was explaining the funeral at that time.
"He was injured more seriously than we thought."
After midnight, the early morning bell echoed over the city, as if to see him off.
Tonight's sky is extremely dark, not a ray of light can penetrate.
At about one o'clock in the morning, the door of the emergency room opened from the inside, and the attending physician and nurse walked out one after another.
"Sorry, we tried our best..."
The surgical flat trolley was pushed out from the house. The old man on it had a peaceful face, as if he had fallen asleep, but everyone present knew that he had lost all vitality and would never wake up again.
The lunch box in his hand fell to the ground, and the vegetable juice splashed on the washed white Taoist robe. Yun Chuan looked at the old man with motionless eyes. He stood up and followed behind the cart without saying a word.
In a daze, he seemed to want to keep walking with that car.
The line of sight became a bit dim, and Yun Chuan was finally stopped by the guards outside the morgue, separated by a door, but two worlds that could never be touched.
I still wanted to say something, but being dragged away by Tie Ningxiang, seeing Yun Chuan's distraught appearance, I actually knew in my heart that it was useless to let others say anything at this time.
The kind of sadness is so deep that only experience can understand it.
"Let him be alone." Tie Ningxiang pulled me away from the corridor, and I heard the suppressed cry after a long distance.
A man does not flick his tears lightly, but he does not reach the point of sadness.
"I didn't expect it to become like this." I was also a little depressed, took a deep breath, rubbed my eye sockets, and slowly recovered. People are destined to look forward when they live, and there is no threshold in this world that cannot be crossed: "Sister, you said at the time that you had two things to tell me, the first one was about Taoist Xianqing, and what was the other one? "
Tie Ningxiang hesitated and paused for a few seconds before speaking: "In Ye Bing's ward, there is a person who wants to see you."
"Ye Bing?" During the eighth live broadcast, she was possessed by the peerless monster suppressed by Bridge No. 3 Crematorium. Afterwards, she fell into a severe coma and never woke up.
"You'd better go and have a look, in fact, she is quite pitiful now." Tie Ningxiang said seriously, and then grabbed my hand: "Let's go, I will go with you."
Eighth floor, VIP ward.
Although Ye Bing and Jiang Chen have fallen out, she is still the Jiang family's daughter-in-law in name, even if it is for the outside media to see, they will not treat Ye Bing badly.
"It's so late, why don't you go in and disturb me?" I stood outside the door of the ward and stopped.
"That man said, he must see you, no matter how late he will be waiting." Tie Ningxiang pushed open the door of the ward and dragged me in.
The VIP ward is very big. Apart from Ye Bing, who is still lying unconscious on the hospital bed, there are two other people in the room. One is Jiang Fei. She is lying on the sofa and taking a nap wrapped in a coat when she hears the door open , she just woke up, and was surprised to see me and Tie Ningxiang coming in in a daze.
The other man was about sixty-five years old, with black and white hair and a strong body. He was sitting by the window watching the night view of Jiangcheng, and he was holding a collection of essays - "Walden Pond".
"Old Chen, Gao Jian is here." Tie Ningxiang said softly, and I could hear a kind of respect from the heart in her tone.
When the old man saw me, he slowly stood up from the chair, put down the book in his hand, and said with a smile on his face, "I have heard Ye Bing mention you many times before, and I finally saw you in person today."
"Ye Bing mentioned me? What is your relationship with her?" Ye Bing is twenty-five years old, and the old man in front of him is over sixty years old, neither like her father nor her grandfather.
"Gao Jian, please be polite. This Mr. Chen is the director of the largest private orphanage in South China. He has funded hundreds of out-of-school children and built many rehabilitation schools for disabled children at his own expense. He is a famous philanthropist. " Tie Ningxiang gently took my hand, telling me to pay attention to my speech and behavior, not to be too casual.
"Don't talk about that, I just want to chat with this little brother today." The old man looked very kind, without any airs: "Come, sit down and talk."
He naturally invited Tie Ningxiang and me to the sofa. Jiang Fei, who was lying on it, had already got up and left, looking at the people in the room suspiciously.
"Mr., forgive me. I have nothing to do with Ye Bing anymore. I'm afraid I can't help you much." There are a lot of things to deal with, and there will be a new live broadcast in a few days. Walking on the edge of life and death for a long time makes me not interested in those false names and so-called social status.
"Gao Jian..." Tie Ningxiang kept reminding me from behind, but I was indifferent.
"Actually, it doesn't matter whether you help me or not, but I have something to tell you about her." Mr. Chen turned his head to look at Ye Bing, who was unconscious on the hospital bed, feeling distressed and regretful: "I'm not Her father has no blood relationship with her, but she was raised by me."
The eyes of the old man are a little wandering: "Twenty years ago, I resigned from my post as a professor in a certain college and founded Tiantangkou, and Ye Bing was the first batch of orphans to be adopted."
"Heaven mouth?"
"Well, it's just a name." Teacher Chen tidied up her clothes, with a warm and kind smile on her face: "You must have been with Ye Bing for so long, but she hasn't told you this, right?" ?”
"Really not." When I dated Ye Bing five years ago, I never heard her mention her family. It wasn't until today that I realized that she grew up in an orphanage, but I changed my mind. However, Ye Bing was born at the time of the death of a guest wearing hemp, and his fate was dangerous, and he was bound to suffer disasters in his childhood.
Teacher Chen seems to be reminiscing about something, and her voice is intermittent: "Speaking of which, I gave her the name. When I first met her, she was only four or five years old, and the other children had their own playmates." , only she was sitting alone in the corner, her body was dirty, and she didn't know what she had experienced, her eyes were dim and full of panic."
"I asked the female teacher to take her to take a bath, and then put on new clothes for her. She has a beauty that far exceeds that of children of the same age, but she is always not confident in herself. After changing and washing, she shrinks alone in the corner .”
"Later, the administrator brought several children without official names into my office and wanted me to name them, and she was among them."
“I still remember the first conversation with her, I asked her what is her favorite thing.”
"She said she likes water, because water is pure and transparent, and it can also wash away all filth and take away those dirty things. I thought this little girl was very interesting, so I told her that there is actually another thing in this world Purer than water, that is ice."
"A bucket of water will become smelly after a long time, but the water will remain pure and sweet forever after it is frozen into ice." Teacher Chen walked out of the memory, looked at the hospital bed, and murmured: "Ice is just sleeping. water."
"Old man, why are you telling me this? Just say it straight, don't go around the corner again." In another time period, I might use a more tactful tone, but it is different now, Daoist Xianqing just had an accident, There was a fire burning inside of me.
"I asked the child's attending physician, and they said that if she wanted to wake her up, she could only be woken up by finding the person in her deepest memory and touching her heart. This person is obviously not me, so I I want to ask you to save her." There was a hint of pleading in Teacher Chen's tone, he hadn't spoken in such a low voice for many years.