Deliberately addicted

Chapter 137 You are here, I don't feel pain
Private jets are incredibly fast.

But Jiang Li didn't have Deng Qin's phone number, he couldn't contact anyone around Liang Zhouyue now, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and there was no hope anywhere he could see.

It has been five hours since I came to AKS, but because of the unique geographical location, even though it is almost evening, it is still as bright as day, and the sun is shining in the sky.

Jiang Li didn't have any specific news, so he and Jiang Yun could only rush to the hospital where the victims of the accident were sent, planning for the worst.

Because the audience didn't notice the car whose photos were later than most of the racing cars, they were unprepared, and the scope of influence was the widest in history.

The hospital lobby was overcrowded. When the Jiang brothers entered, the service desk on the first floor was already surrounded by layers, and there was no space to go in and ask questions.

Jiang Li looked around, intending to find the layout of the hospital first, and then follow the clues to find the emergency room.

If Liang Zhouyue wasn't there, he could at least feel relieved.

But when he looked towards the wall, he met Deng Qin who was coming down the stairs on the second floor.Pulling Jiang Yun beside him, Jiang Li quickly ran towards Deng Qin, his steps being bold and windy.

I'm not familiar with Deng Qin, but Jiang Li didn't have time to be polite, and his tone was very aggressive: "Where is she? Is she safe? What's the situation?"

Deng Qin pursed his lips, a faint haze appeared between his brows, and then shook his head: "The situation is not very good."

"The car hit her?" Jiang Li's mood became more and more irritable, and his usually handsome facial features were almost distorted at this moment. His impatience and worry took over his reason, making him growl in a low voice: "Where is she hurt?" Where is it? Explain."

Understanding his care and worry, Deng Qin had no reason to be angry, raised his hand and rubbed his sore forehead, and said in a low tone, "Zhouyue was not hit by a car.

She was hit by a man at the scene of the car accident, hurting her waist and left calf.The waist was sprained and the calf was broken. The doctor said that resting can recover.but she……"

Deng Qin paused, suppressing the unbearable feeling in his heart, and continued: "The person who was on Zhouyue was seriously injured, there was blood on his face at the time, Zhouyue probably thought he was dead, and was frightened.

She was crying when she was in a coma, and when she woke up, she was very scared and kept crying... The doctor gave her a sedative, and now she just fell asleep..."

Just listening to these words, Jiang Li could imagine the panic and danger scene.

From motorcycles to formulas, he has been a professional racing driver for seven or eight years, and he understands the dangers best.In recent years, there have been many accidents at the rally scene, and the most innocent ones are the onlookers.

However, it is Liang Zhouyue who is injured now, which is more heartbreaking than letting him have an accident in the game.

"Take me to see her."

Jiang Li ruthlessly pulled a handful of his short forehead hair, his brows and eyes were full of hostility, and he walked upstairs quickly and vigorously, as if he wanted to meet not his girlfriend, but his enemy.

Worry is the most basic, and now he is more distressed.

He and Liang Zhouyue have been on and off for three years, and they have been together for about a year. He seldom saw her get hurt. Even the only time she fell off the treadmill was when he carried her to him in the wind and rain. In class.

Now, she was actually affected by a car accident and needed tranquilizers to rest peacefully.

Jiang Li never let her suffer this kind of grievance.

Liang Zhouyue was resting in the ward, and Jiang Li was alone in the room.Jiang Yun asked Deng Qin to go out for dinner first, and he found the corresponding department according to the doctor's information on the case list, and cared about Liang Zhouyue's injury in detail.

It depends on whether they stay here temporarily, or transfer Liang Zhouyue to a hospital in Beijing for treatment.

The silence in the ward is lifeless, at least Jiang Li thinks so.For so many years, what he hates the most is the smell of the hospital, which has never changed.

Sitting on the chair beside the hospital bed, he carefully looked at Liang Zhouyue's peaceful sleeping face.

Because of the effect of the medicine, she doesn't cry or make trouble now, like a quiet and gentle sleeping beauty.But if you look closely, her eyelids are red and swollen, and there are faint traces of dried tears at the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Li didn't dare to touch her, for fear of waking her up from the peaceful and beautiful dream.

According to Deng Qin, what he is most worried about now is that Liang Zhouyue will suffer from post-traumatic stress response, which is the so-called PTSD.

Although the theoretical probability is not high, he is really worried that she will suffer for no reason.

……

In the middle of the night, Jiang Li turned off the lights in the ward, leaving only a small lamp beside the bedside table.

Sleepiness hit him, he sat on that chair with his head buried on the edge of the bed, his sleeping position was uncomfortable, but he couldn't be picky, and he gradually got used to it.

But before he fell into a deep sleep, he was awakened by a faint sobbing sound, and he lost all sleepiness in an instant.

It's not a surprise, there are so many surprises in it.

He turned on the main light in the ward, and the room lit up instantly.

At this time, Liang Zhouyue, who was lying flat on the hospital bed, had already woken up, unable to move because of a sprained waist, and her left leg was suspended with plaster. She looked up helplessly, and the sound of breathing became more and more rapid.

Somewhat like the bewilderment and fear of waking up from a nightmare.

"Zhou Zhou?"

Jiang Li tentatively called out.

In an instant, Liang Zhouyue's misty eyes stopped, and slowly moved to the side of her side, suddenly there was light in her eyes, and a bright focus was brought into focus.

"Jiang Li..."

His tone at the beginning was skeptical and unbelievable.

Then she yelled twice, seeing that he hadn't disappeared, she was sure that this was reality, not a dream.

"Jiang Li..."

This sound contained a strong cry, and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes in an instant, sinking into his hair in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Li's heart was tightly held together, it was difficult to breathe as if pierced by a bullet, and the pain was uncontrollable.

He leaned over to get closer, but because Liang Zhouyue hurt her waist, he didn't dare to hug her forcefully. He could only support her with his left hand on the bed, and his right hand slipped behind her, supporting her modestly, giving her care and comfort.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Gently stroking her back, Jiang Li tried to calm her down without using medicine.

The thin cries were always in his ears, and his patience was the most saturated it had ever been.Maintaining this difficult and strenuous posture, Jiang Li was hugged by her hands around his neck for a long time.

"Does the wound on your body hurt?"

Jiang Li didn't know whether the anesthetic on Liang Zhouyue's body was too strong.

Liang Zhouyue was reluctant to let go of her hand, resting her chin on his broad shoulders, shaking her head slightly, choking her voice: "When you come, I won't hurt anymore..."

In fact, the most painful thing for her was not the physical pain, but the bloody scenes at the accident scene.

She didn't dare to close her eyes now. The bloody face she saw before she fell into a coma was tormenting her in her dreams like a ghost, causing her to have frequent nightmares.

I don't know if there is a psychological induction, but during the few seconds Liang Zhouyue was silent, Jiang Li seemed to be able to perceive the source of her pain.Warm palms moved up, he supported the back of her neck, and hugged her firmly in front of him.

Surrounded by Jiang Li's clear tobacco smell, Liang Zhouyue was particularly at ease.

She closed her eyes lightly, and his low and soft voice sounded in her ears——

"Don't be afraid, baby, that person is just hurt. He is just like you, just hurt."

Jiang Li emphasized many times that he only hoped that Liang Zhouyue would not leave a shadow in his heart.

What he has to care about now is not only her trauma, but also her psychological state. He can't let her leave any seeds of problems.

In order to avoid future germination.

(End of this chapter)