Sitting on hundreds of billions of supplies, I will be a renter at the end of the day

Chapter 58 Shackles and Bondage

Her movement woke up Ye Rou who was not sleeping soundly beside her.

Ye Rou opened her eyes to look at Sang Yu, and there was a hint of joy in her eyes.

"Yuyu, are you awake? How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"

"It's okay, Mom, how's Dad?"

"He's fine, but he hurt his arm when he was fighting with the man who went upstairs, and he was exhausted.

The doctor said he would be fine after a good rest and waking up. "

Ye Rou looked at Sang Bancheng, who was still in a coma, her eye sockets couldn't help turning red again, and her heart was filled with joy.

If the rescuers hadn't arrived in time, the knife would have pierced her heart instead of her arm.

"What about Xiaotuanzi?"

"Xiao Tuanzi is fine, the doctor checked it and said that its physical fitness is better than that of an adult panda.

It looks cute and is very popular with the nurses. Now it should be played with the nurses who are taking turns at the nurse station. "

Thinking of that dumpling, Ye Rou couldn't help a smile on her face.

After being rescued, seeing the little guy covered in blood, they were all shocked.

In the end, I found out that the blood belonged to someone else.

Except for the fact that it used a little strength and was a little stunned by being dropped twice, it was fine everywhere.

"That's good……"

Sanyu nodded.

Then continued:
"What about the police officers? How are they?
Especially Uncle Zhang...he was stabbed, how is he doing now? "

Thinking of the face smiling at her when she fell down, Sang Yu felt a little nervous for no reason.

He seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries.

When talking about this, the smile on Ye Rou's face slowly disappeared.

She watched Sang Yu open her mouth, and then said slowly:

"Everyone has a lot of injuries, but nothing is in danger at the moment.

Especially the young ones who are in good physical condition. They have almost woken up now, and they are estimated to be discharged from the hospital after hanging the water today.

The older ones are also lying on the hospital bed now, which is similar to the situation of your father and daughter, except that some of them have woken up and some are still in a coma. "

Thinking of Zhang Pinggui, Ye Rou opened her mouth, but couldn't speak for a long while.

"Where's Uncle Zhang?"

Seeing that Ye Rou didn't mention it specifically, Sang Yu's heart sank.

Ye Rou still didn't speak.

The answer is obvious.

Thinking of Zhang Pinggui running to her to save himself, thinking of Lin Qiaoqiao's stabbing into his body, thinking of the smile on his face when he fell down.

Sang Yu suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe, and her eyes were reddened uncontrollably.

"Mom...help me up and take me to see him."

"Can……"

Ye Rougang wanted to say that Sang Yu was too exhausted and needed a good rest.

But in the end he sighed and nodded slightly.

She carefully picked up Sang You and put him down at Sang Yu's feet.

Then he helped Sang Yu up, and when Sang Yu put on her slippers and got up, he helped her carry the bottle and wrapped her around to go out.

Because hospitalization needs supplies as a transaction now, there are not many people in the inpatient department.

The corridor is very quiet, except for the nurses, few people can be seen walking around.

The injured rescue workers were lying on the beds next door.

Sang Yu walked over one by one to take a look.

Zhao Zhiping and Zhou Qiang were still unconscious on the bed.

In order not to take up too much medical resources, Song Yu and a few young men moved to the wards of several comatose elderly people to sit and hang water after waking up.

"Are you... all right?"

With a pale face, Sang Yu asked slowly.

"good."

"thank you all!"

Sang Yu gave everyone a slight nod as a thank you.

"Should be."

After a short chat, Sang Yu gritted her teeth to resist the pain from her body, and followed Ye Rou to the morgue.

Compared with the inpatient department, the temperature in the morgue is much lower.

When Sang Yu and Ye Rou went in, they didn't need to determine which one was Zhang Pinggui, because a young boy was standing beside one of the beds with his head bowed without saying a word.

"I'm here to see Uncle Guiping off for the last time."

After walking to the young man step by step, Sang Yu felt it was difficult to say such words for the first time.

After her rebirth, she had killed people and had blood on her hands.

But this was the worst farewell she'd ever had.

Feeling uncomfortable as if her heart had been tightly clenched, Sang Yu bowed to the silent old man lying on the cold bed.

After a long time, Sang Yu slowly spoke to the silent young man:
"I'm sorry...he was trying to save me."

"Grandpa said that the meaning of his life is to be able to protect more people.

He died on the way out of the mission, protecting the person he wanted to protect, but he accidentally didn't come back.

I do not blame you. "

The silent boy opened his mouth slowly with red eyes.

In front of outsiders, he doesn't like to talk.

This is the first time he has said so much in front of outsiders.

Sang Yu's heart trembled at the boy's words.

For the first time, she has a new understanding of what it means to be alive.

Regarding heroes, those rules and regulations in her mind that were not recognized by her before, at this moment...

She seemed to understand a little bit.

only……

At the beginning, she was thinking that the heroes never sheltered her, so why would she dedicate something for them.

But now, she suddenly felt that it would be good not to be blessed.

The inexplicable human life on her back, and the heaviness and guilt that weighed on her heart made her inexplicably out of breath.

She felt that a layer of shackles had been put on her body, and the selfish indifference in her heart was being broken.

"I owe him a life, he hoped you could come to Sang's house before.

If you want to come in the future, the door of the Sang family will always be open for you.

If you don't want to, you can come to me if you need help in the future.

as long as i can do it. "

After a long time, Sang Yu left the last words, and in the boy's silence, he and Ye Rou slowly turned and left.

"Yuyu... don't put too much pressure on your heart."

Ye Rou patted Sang Yu's shoulder lightly.

Couldn't help but sighed slightly.

The dead are dead, and all they can do is to compensate the living.

The next day, all the comatose people basically woke up one after another.

Because of Zhang Pinggui's identity, everyone buried his body in the Heroes Cemetery.

A small mourning service was held for him.

At the mourning meeting, the boy stood at the front without saying a word.

Zhao Zhiping's comrades-in-arms, regardless of their physical fitness, all attended the mourning.

Sang Yu waited for everyone to leave before going, holding a bouquet of bright chrysanthemums in her arms.

This chrysanthemum grew out of space this morning.

She placed the chrysanthemums in front of the grave, and controlled the water flow to wrap the chrysanthemums into a flat square, so that the bouquet of chrysanthemums could last forever in the ice and snow.

After that, she put down a bottle of white wine in front of the grave.

"This is the wine that Dad has preserved for many years, please drink it.

When the snow melts in the coming year, I will come to see you with a new bouquet of chrysanthemums. "

Ignoring the slight fever of the watch on her hand, Sang Yu glanced at the glass flower that had just sprouted buds from the grave, with golden stalks swaying in the trembling cold wind.

Without the slightest hesitation, she turned her head and left.

　The writing of these two chapters is a bit depressing, and more will be arranged tomorrow~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)