I'd love to live next door to you

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Time passes by minute by second.

The aftershock subsided slowly and the loud alarm stopped.

Han Jinglun wants to stand up, but maybe he's too tired, maybe the rolling sand and stones are holding him down, which makes him unable to keep up. He tried several times, but still failed to stand up

The last time I saw it was 1:05.

At this time, he heard a rush of footsteps, and the sound of panic shouting.

"Brother! Brother, where are you? "

"Han Jinglun! Han Jinglun! "

"Brother! Can you hear me? Elder brother...... "

One is more eager than the other.

It's Schelling.

"Schelling ~" Han Jinglun made a sound, only to find that his voice was weak and strong, like floating in the wind and rain, and then it dispersed gently.

He slowed down and made a sound again. He clearly tried his best, but this time, it sounded more frivolous than before.

He felt that his life was passing at a rapid speed, so fast that as a doctor, he was used to life and death, but for the first time, he felt that time was stretched infinitely at this moment.

"Brother!"

Schelling was so worried that he cried again and again. Suddenly, maybe it was the feeling in the dark. He heard a light voice in the wind and rain.

He flashed in that direction.

Between the sand and gravel, half covered with a white.

He saw an empty hand and reached for him.

Just like that year, when he first came to Han's house, the gentle young man with bright breeze and bright moon reached out to him with a smile.

His legs seemed to be filled with a thousand pounds of weight, and he lost consciousness in a moment, but rushed to him like crazy. He tore away the gravel that hit him, and wanted to help him up, but saw the steel bars that had passed through his abdomen

"Brother, brother, it's OK, it's OK. I'll take you away now. It's not hurt. It's OK. It must be ok..." His hand trembled so much that he dared not move the wound, but he was still holding his back carefully with his teeth clenched, trying to hold him up.

Han Jinglun suddenly grabbed his hand.

It took a lot of effort for him to finally utter a complete sentence,

"sherlin, take care of me for many years."

With that, he fell into a coma.

After a lot of effort, Schelling finally lifted him up, bent over and carried him on his back, running madly towards the rescue tent.

The breath of Han Jinglun on his back is very shallow, his voice is very light, and he murmurs unconsciously,

"I don't blame you. I will give you whatever you want, as long as you don't go on like this,..."

"Don't go on like this,..."

"Live a good life,..."

May I turn into light to light up a sunny day for you.

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The muddy and bumpy road was very difficult to walk, but it took Schelling less than 10 minutes to run to the rescue tent. He put Han Jinglun on the emergency bed, and several doctors immediately started the emergency measures.

However, a few minutes later, a clear voice came into his ear,

"there was no injury in the key point, but there was too much blood loss, even if the blood transfusion is now too late..."

"If you come half an hour earlier, you still have a chance to rescue..."

Xie Lin looks at Han Jinglun, who has lost his life in the hospital bed. He still has delicate features, clear eyes and quiet looks like a sleeping angel.

Now the angel has fallen.

Schelling raised her hand to cover her eyes.

How could he not have been earlier

Just a little.

How about finding him?

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