Mad owl

While waiting quietly, the sky gradually became dark.Due to the paralysis of the power system, the remaining electricity can only be supplied to each operating room, so...you can save as much as you can, and you can only light torches in various places outside.

Dense flames are dotted everywhere, illuminating their respective areas, but tonight's night is too dark, the sky is gloomy, and occasionally there are a few muffled thunders, as if a heavy rain is brewing, as if to wash away this crime traces of killing.

The corridor was dark and dark, only the three words 'in operation' flashed red light, which brought a bleak red light to the empty and silent corridor.

Ya Ya didn't know when she woke up, and she nestled obediently in Di Cheng's arms. Whenever there was thunder outside, her petite body would tremble slightly unconsciously, and the strength to grab Di Cheng involuntarily increased a little.

It was like recalling that nightmare in the back of my memory.

Di Cheng stroked Yaya's short hair lightly, and murmured absent-mindedly: "It's going to rain."

"Brother Cheng, it's getting dark, we..." Xue Yong and Lao Jian looked at the time, it was time to prepare.

"Wait for two days, there may be heavy rain, and the road will be inconvenient."

Xue Yongdao: "As long as it's not the end of the world, we can resist. Brother Cheng, don't worry, we will bring him back no matter what."

"Be careful on the road and pay attention to safety."

"Brother Cheng is waiting for our news. You should also pay attention to rest. At this critical moment, you need to hold on even more." Xue Yong and Lao Jian took two steps back, bowed heavily to Di Cheng, turned and left quickly.

"By the way." Di Cheng suddenly stopped them, remained silent for a while, and said: "On the way back, go home and have a look, and stay with Sha Lang for me. For three or four months, he was alone there."

"Understood." Xue Yong and Lao Jian's eye circles were slightly red.Salang!team leader! !Brother Cheng has been thinking about you! !

"Go, be careful on the road." Di Cheng urged again.

Lao Jian and Xue Yong left quickly, the corridor was quiet, only a faint red light swayed in the darkness, reflecting Di Cheng's haggard cheeks and bloodshot eyes.

The wait did not last long this time. About half an hour after the two left, the red light finally went out, and the operation that lasted eight or nine hours was finally completed.In the dark corridor, Di Cheng stared fixedly at the extinguished light frame, expecting, waiting.

Creaking, the door of the operating room was pushed open.

"Eldest grandson, how is it?" Di Cheng couldn't hold back his anxiety and walked up quickly.

Changsun Qianwen's eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't hide his exhaustion: "For the time being, his life is saved. Whether he can survive depends on his own desire to survive. The next step is to arrange 24-hour observation in the intensive care unit. If within a month Being able to open the eyes means that the desire to survive has overcome the injury, if the eyes cannot be opened..."

"What will happen?"

"Either his body functions will gradually fail until he dies, or he will remain in a coma forever, like a vegetable. All I can do is surgery. Whether he can survive is up to him."

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive, the tiger won't die so easily, he can persevere, I believe in him." Di Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, showing a gratified smile, but this smile and this emotion seem to be encouraging the eldest grandson Qianwen seemed to be comforting himself.

"The spear pierced through the lungs and damaged the respiratory function; scratched the heart and almost caused the aorta to bleed; He nearly stopped breathing many times during the process, and it was a miracle that he was able to save his life. Although he had excellent medical skills, he could only do so much.

If it were another doctor, the operation might have failed three or four hours ago.

"I believe in you, I believe in the tiger." Di Cheng forced himself not to think too much, and fixedly looked at his eldest grandson Qianwen, his eyes and tone full of expectation, or... pleading.He couldn't accept the news of the tiger's death, nor could he bear the pain.The matter of Wang Zhong and Sha Lang had exhausted him physically and mentally, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like to have an extra Chen Hu.

Changsun Qianwen smiled wryly and shook his head: "I owe you in my previous life, well, do my best."

"Thank you." Di Cheng sincerely sighed.

"Don't disturb the tiger first, he needs a quiet environment. If a miracle really happens and the tiger opens his eyes, it is best to send him back to China as soon as possible. The quiet environment cannot withstand tossing."

"When their condition is stable, I will arrange for them to return to China together."

"This is the best way, I'll go and have a look elsewhere." Changsun Qianwen was still so casual and gentle, with the same confident and smiling appearance.

Despite the continuous control of the battlefield for more than ten hours, despite the four or five hours of fighting in the operating room, even though he was exhausted, he did not show a single cent on the surface.He knew his mission, his mission, and Di Cheng's expectations.

So... go ahead...

There was no complaint, no hint of expression, and what was even more commendable was that gentle smile, which not only moved Di Cheng, but also made the assistants who followed him stand in awe.

"Thank you." Di Cheng wanted to say something and go to rest, but he knew...he couldn't, let alone Changsun Qianwen.

When Changsun Qianwen walked to the emergency center, there were bursts of excited buzzing. Seeing familiar figures and confident smiles, they seemed to see the hope of survival in pain. After quieting down, he looked at Changsun Qianwen excitedly or gratefully.

This is the power of faith!

"From heavy to light, come in line." Changsun Qianwen smiled and nodded, responding to everyone's expectant and eager eyes, and walked into the operating room with two assistants. There was no extra nonsense, and he started working directly after simple preparations.

In order to save more people and maintain sufficient energy, on the way to the emergency center, Changsun Qianwen secretly injected himself with stimulant injections, so that the spirit would continue to be tense and prevent drowsiness.

As night fell, the busy atmosphere at the base gradually calmed down. The injured waited in line for treatment, and the uninjured fell asleep after finishing their work.

This victory was hard-won, but no one came to celebrate, no one came to cheer.Tianmen paid a heavy price, exhausted all its strength, and even reduced its defensive power to the lowest level. Who is in the mood to celebrate?

The chefs of the combat readiness troops wanted to reward the heroes of the base and replenish nutrition and energy to the tired brothers, so they set up dozens of large iron pots on the training ground, slaughtered the horses and fat sheep, and cooked the broth. Move out the remaining wine.

But when the boiling water boiled, the smell of meat and wine wafted, but no one came to 'taste', and they didn't even have the strength to walk here. All the people who finished their work just lay on the ground, curled up snore.

On the contrary, the lingering smell of meat and the strong smell of blood mixed into an awkward contrast, and they could not help but remind them of the tragedy and tragedy of the bloody battle, the deaths and sacrifices of their brothers, and the scenes of sorrow , Recalling the tragic scenes.

They are tired, they just want to sleep, they just want to have a good rest.

Helpless and distressed, the chefs of the combat readiness department spontaneously went to the dormitory to bring bedding and covered them one by one, so that at least they would not feel cold in the nightmare of deep sleep.

The atmosphere in the entire base became dull, and the only people who were active were the Iron Law team members who were patrolling around.

Di Cheng had a premonition of the crisis, so that with him and Yuwen Huangxue in charge, he secretly recalled Xi Yuhuang who was thousands of miles away!Peng Hou was also aware of the problem, or he was vigilant at the beginning of this bloody battle, as he said at the Iron Law secret meeting-after the war is over, the battlefield belongs to Iron Law.

At that time, someone didn't understand what he meant correctly, but now... the orders were issued one by one, and the various teams started to take action.Wander around every corner of the base, checking any area, especially those medical staff who are in charge of rescue, even if it is a nurse, there are three or four law enforcement officers to monitor, and it is not allowed to wear masks, so as not to confuse outsiders.

Perhaps the approach is a bit extreme, but it is the most direct protection strategy, otherwise... Once the survivors with the Tomahawk pretend to be doctors and sneak into the medical room of the base, it is likely to bring unbearable and tragic results.

Peng Hou needs to be responsible for Tianmen and the surviving troops in the base!