the knife of love

Chapter 285 The fighting stopped, the beast was tired

Guan Lue sat in the ICU ward for half an hour.

Ye Tan sat on the chair with his head in his arms all the time, the whole world seemed to be quiet overnight, all the fights disappeared, and the beasts were tired, let alone her.

She didn't know what Guan Lue said to Lao Mai inside, and she didn't want to know. At this time, her mind was blank, and all the hatred and hatred seemed to be far away. lose.

When Guan Lue came out of the ward, she raised her head again, her dry lips parted slightly, and she looked at him expressionlessly, and he also looked at herself expressionlessly.

Just staring at each other for a few seconds, the lights in the corridor blinded the eyes.

"Go in and be with him." This was the first sentence Guan Lue said to her in such a long time, and his tone was neither vicious nor gentle.

Ye Tan touched his face with his hands.

"En!" Standing up from the chair, he turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor before moving away.

Ye Tan didn't make another sound, and stood there looking at the back of him leaving alone. The back was still as generous as he remembered, but the half-dry shirt on his body had already been wrinkled from tossing and wrinkling a little bit. Attached to his waist and abdomen, even from such a distance, it seemed that he could see the firm and powerful body under the fabric.

This is the man she fell in love with at the first sight when she was 16 years old. She followed her all the way, but he still couldn't tolerate herself in his eyes.

Where is his heart?

Ye Tan raised his head and looked at the gradually fading sky outside the window. Wherever he was going, his heart would stop there.

Guan Lue walked all the way back to the emergency building.

The emergency room was quiet, and Yaba was squatting on the edge of the bed like a Buddha. From behind, he could only see his hips pouted and his waist straightened out.

"What are you looking at?" Guan Lue said suddenly.

Yala was obviously taken aback, but he didn't look back immediately, but raised his hand to wipe his face before getting up straight.

"No... I didn't look at anything, I just looked at Miss Tang... Shen's hand." When she turned around, her eyes were clearly red.

Guan took a quick glance and found that the person on the bed was still unconscious, showing no signs of waking up. He couldn't help pressing his swollen temples: "You've been tossing all night, go back and rest first."

"No, Brother Nine, I'll stay with you."

"Need not!"

"Then you go back, look at your complexion, I'll stay here for a while, and I'll call you as soon as Miss Shen wakes up." Yaba wanted to check and leave.

Since Shen Chunguang's accident, he couldn't close his eyes all night. After staying up for such a long time, no matter how good his body is, he would not be able to bear it. What's more, Shen Chunguang didn't know when he would wake up, looking at Guan Lue's haggard appearance It seems that it will fall down at any time.

But why is Guan Lue willing to leave?

"Say no, you go out." He sat down on the chair again, waved his hand to signal Yaba to go out, his expression was tired and impatient.

Yala didn't dare to argue with him anymore, she touched her neck roughly and raised her legs to go out.

As soon as the person passed the pass, he leaned his head on the backrest, and when he calmed down, he realized that all the bones in his body hurt badly, but his mind was in a mess.

Shen Chunguang's bloody hands, weak breathing, the slightly frowning eyebrows when Fan Qingyan moved her, and the two used condoms.

Fuck!
Guan Lue kicked over, and the bed board moved.

The person on the bed still didn't respond, as if he couldn't even frown.

Guan Lue straightened up abruptly, clasped his fists with both hands to support his chin, and just stared at Shen Chunguang on the bed.

At that moment, he seemed to admit that maybe some of what Su Jue said was correct.

Guan Lue finally sat on the chair and squinted for a while because he was too tired. After the sky brightened, the hospital gradually became lively.

Around seven o'clock, the nurses in the inpatient department began to change shifts. Someone walked in, first glanced at the woman lying on the bed, and then gently pushed the man who was sleeping on the chair.

"Hey…"

"Hey, this first..." The voice suddenly stopped halfway through the shout.

Guan Lue was startled awake even in sleep, but in such an environment again, with a sway of his body, he woke up completely.

"Sorry!" He squinted his eyes, only to see a young nurse standing in front of him, and the nurse was looking at him with round eyes like a ghost.

"Is something wrong?"

The nurse froze for a moment: "No...it's okay, I'm from the inpatient department, and the leader told me to come over and transfer Ms. Shen to the ward."

Guan Lue recalled that Su Jue asked someone to transfer Shen Chunguang to another ward last night, pinched his brows and got up from the chair: "Okay, now?"

"Yes...now!" The nurse ran away after she finished speaking, leaving Guan Lue standing in the empty emergency room with a bewildered expression.

It was already noon when Yaba went to the hospital again, and he brought Ning Bo with him.

At that time, Shen Chunguang had been transferred to a single ward in the inpatient building.

The conditions were obviously much better than those in the emergency room. In addition, Su Jue asked someone to say hello, so the selected ward had a particularly good orientation, facing the south and facing the warm sun.

It was the light well at twelve noon, and the room was full of sunlight. Guan Lue was sitting alone on the sofa by the window. The sunlight slanted from the sky, making half of his face bright and half of his face hidden in the shadows. It seemed to be cooler, and the feeling of fatigue all over the body became more and more intense.

"Brother Nine..."

"Master Ninth..." Ning Bo walked over immediately, carrying a food box in his hand.

When Guan Lue heard someone calling him, he raised his head awkwardly, but looked over Ning Bo's shoulder at Yala in front of him: "Why is Ning Bo here?"

"I wanted to come by myself." Ning Bo took the lead to explain, and put the food box on the coffee table next to Guan Lue, "I know you probably haven't eaten, so I brought some here."

"No need, I have no appetite."

"Let's eat something, it's all light food." Ning Bo has already taken the initiative to pour the porridge from the thermos into a small bowl at the side. The steaming sashimi porridge should look good, but Guan Lue is really serious. No appetite.

Seeing that he was not moving, Ning Bo glanced at Shen Chunguang who was unconscious on the bed, and took a breath slightly.

On the way here, he had already asked Yala about the situation, and knew that he had been rescued, but his right hand was badly injured and inflamed, and he probably suffered a lot.

The doctor also said that his vital signs were normal, but his constitution was too weak, so he was still in a coma for the time being.

"How?" Ning Bo couldn't help asking.

Guan Lue sat on the sofa and lowered his head slightly: "I don't know yet. The report won't come out until the afternoon." The speaker's expression seemed to disappear, but he could still hold on. He was not a person who was good at expressing his emotions on his face.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be deeply saddened, Ning Bo said, "It should be fine. I have already said that Ms. Shen has a good fortune."

Guan slightly smiled wryly, auspicious people have their own celestial features?But there was no words, my mind was so muddled that I didn't bother to say anything.

Yala saw that Guan Lue was really tired, so he persuaded: "Brother Ninth, you should go back and sleep for a while." He looked really terrified.

Ning Bo also advised: "Yeah, I'll keep an eye on the hospital side with Yala first, and I'll send someone over from the house later, you've been up for so many days, go back and rest, or wait until Miss Shen wakes up." You are sick again."

After all, Ning Bo is the old man in the house, he speaks slowly, and can grasp the key to life, he laughed, and added: "Miss Shen may have to recuperate for a while even if she wakes up, if you get sick again Alright, who is the waiter at the front of the bed and at the end of the bed?"

The waiter at the front of the bed and at the end of the bed!
What Ning Bo said clearly was serious, but Guan Lue's face turned black when he heard it, he coughed sullenly, and stopped talking, he couldn't explain clearly.

"Then I'll go back and come over in a while."

"Ninth brother, I'll see you off." Yala immediately chased after him, Guan slightly paused, but didn't stop him.

When the two walked to the parking lot, Guan slightly touched the cigarette and took it out. As soon as he took out one and put it in his mouth, Yala immediately lit the lighter and handed it over.

It rained heavily last night, and the sky cleared up, but the wind in winter was still very strong.

Yaba was holding the fire and waited for Guan Lue to bring the cigarette up, but he stood in the wind and suddenly paused, his eyes were filled with waves, and he finally took the cigarette out of his mouth.

"Forget it, you don't need to send me, go to the ICU to have a look."

Yaba's hand holding the lighter sank, and he nodded slightly: "Yes."

Guan Lue drove back to the park alone, drank a glass of warm water, fell on the sofa and fell asleep for more than three hours, but was finally awakened by Yala's phone call.

"Hello..." Guan Yue answered very quickly, and while his nerves were tense, any disturbance in the hospital could stop his breathing.

"Are you awake?" Picking up the phone, he just said that, without naming names, but Yala knew who he was talking about, unfortunately not.

"No." Yaba's voice was deep, "It's not Miss Shen...it's..."

"What is it?" Guan Lue's heart twitched again for no reason.

Yaba seemed to take a deep breath: "It's Brother Mai..."

"What happened to Old Mai?"

"Brother Mai...it's gone..."

Guan Lue held up his mobile phone and threw his back into the cushions of the sofa.

"What do you mean it's gone?"

"It's just..." Yala's sobs gradually came out, "I couldn't save her, I just died."

The wind suddenly hit the window sill from the outside. At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun faded and the sky began to sink. Guan slightly hung up Yala's phone and sat on the sofa for a while.

Half an hour later, he stood up from the sofa, moved to the bathroom, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and then drove to the hospital.

All the people in the ICU had been evacuated, and Ye Tan was surrounded by several uniformed police officers in the corridor.

Yala stood against the wall, and when Guan Yue came over, he immediately ran over.

"Ninth Brother..."

Guan Lue's face was gloomy: "Where's the person?"

"Sent to the funeral home."

Because the case has not yet been fully concluded, although Du Hong and Fan Qingyan died on the spot, some remaining parties were arrested and brought to justice, especially the main criminals Su Zhan and Hong Wu were still at large, and Lao Mai was also at the scene and was the victim, so the dead bodies Can't handle it yet.

Guan slightly understood this, pursed his lips and did not speak again.

There were already many people surrounded in the corridor. Ye Tan seemed to be taking a statement, but his face was obviously not good, and he should be in a bad mood.

While Guan Lue and Yaba were talking, a policeman came over and showed his ID, and a little policeman next to him immediately said, "This is Captain Wei, who is in charge of this drug trafficking case."

Captain Wei?
Guan Lue glanced at the police officer in front of him. Wearing glasses, he looked younger than Huang Peng, tall and thin, with a bookish air that didn't match his skin.

Why did he suddenly change hands to handle the case?
"Where's Huang Peng?" Guan Lue asked directly, and the other little policemen in front of him suddenly lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Team Wei raised his glasses: "Something happened to Lao Huang's family, and he was on a funeral, so I will take over the case recently."

"Mourning holiday?"

"Yes, bereavement leave. The police officer who died at the scene was Lao Huang's son."

Unconsciously, Guan Lue's mind exploded. Is that the young man who stood under the strong wind and threatened to do his duty for the country and the people?Is that the young man who faced Fan Qingyan's muzzle and pulled the trigger resolutely to prevent any fugitives from escaping from him?

There seemed to be no sound in the corridor for a moment. How many people have died in this case so far?
Guan slightly twirled his fingers, seeing his gloomy expression, Yala couldn't help asking gently from the side: "Ninth Brother...?"

As soon as Team Wei heard "Ninth Brother", he knew who the man in front of him was.

Guan slightly dazed, raised his eyes: "If you have a chance to meet Huang Peng, please say a word of condolences to him for me."

"Okay, sure!" Team Wei responded, not feeling well, and looked at the empty ICU ward, "Also, I heard that the one who was shot at the scene was your friend, just left, so my condolences will change!"

"Thank you!"

"We wanted to come and record a statement for the two hostages at that time, but it seems that we didn't come at the right time."

Guan Lue stroked his forehead with his hand: "It's not the right time, one is still unconscious, the other..." Guan Lue passed the shaking figures in front of him, and glanced at Ye Tan, who was surrounded by several police officers in the corner.

Ye Tan was sullenly at the moment, her half-length hair covered half of her face, and she couldn't hear what she was saying, or according to her character, she probably didn't want to say a word at the moment, she could only see her in front of the police. Nod or shake your head.

"Sorry, there is another person who is not suitable for giving a statement now." Guan paused, "The one who just left is her man."

Team Wei was taken aback when he heard that.

Boy friend?According to the information he got, Ye Tan is single.

"Sorry, if that's the case, then we'll leave after a few routine inquiries, and we'll talk about it when she's in a stable mood." Team Wei looked quite humane.

Guan Lue let out a "hmm" and didn't speak again.

Sure enough, the few police officers who took the statement were withdrawn soon, and the corridor became quiet again.

Ye Tan was still standing in the corner, with his back leaning against the wall.

Everything is over, and everything seems to have just begun.

Guan Lue stood at a distance of about ten meters from her, stared at her for a few seconds, did not speak, but turned to Ya Lao: "You stay, and ask her what funeral matters she needs to deal with."

"Okay!" Yala took the order.

Guan Lue put his hands in his trouser pockets, but he didn't walk over in the end, turned around and entered the elevator.

As soon as the elevator was closed, he took out the cigarette, lit it, took two puffs, and walked all the way through the hall to the parking lot behind the building.

It was dark now.

He randomly found a car and squatted down, with his back straight, leaning against the car, took a few quick puffs from one cigarette, and then took out another to light it up. Smoke rings came out of his mouth and nose. Soon it was blown away by the biting cold wind.

Looking up at the sky, there are actually a few stars in the dark sky.

"What are you doing climbing so high?"

"More stars can be seen from high places."

"Do you like looking at the stars so much?"

"That's right, and it's the first time I discovered that there are so many stars in Tengchong."

"why?"

"what why?"

"Why do you like looking at the stars so much?"

"Because too many people died, another one died today..."

(End of this chapter)