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Outside the operating room, two tall men stood on the left and the right, like door gods.
They could have gone to the lounge and waited comfortably. However, both of them were unwilling to take half a step away, preferring to stand outside the door as punishment.
Huo Niancheng piled up cigarette butts on the ground at his feet. He frowned slightly and stared at the light that was lit in front of the operating room door. The time was written on the electronic display beside the door¡ªfour hours and seventeen minutes.
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On the quiet aisle, I suddenly remembered a somewhat discordant sound, similar to the sound of water droplets hitting the ground.
The sound is very faint, and you won't notice it if you don't listen carefully. But Lin Jing's hearing is very good, and his eyes immediately followed the direction of the sound
There was a small circle of abrupt bright red marks on the smooth marble floor. It was a drop of blood blood dripping from Huo Niancheng's clenched fist.
Lin Jing raised his eyes to look at Huo Niancheng, his body was straight, staring at the timer at the door of the operating room expressionlessly, like a stone statue.
Huo Niancheng noticed Lin Jing's gaze, and his eyebrows moved slightly, but he didn't say anything, but slowly put his hand into the side trouser pocket of his trousers.
After a while, he took out a pack of cigarettes from inside.
He shook out a cigarette, glanced at Lin Jing, and handed it over.
Lin Jing shook his head.
Huo Niancheng: "What, quit?"
Lin Jing: "Yes."
At the beginning, I didn't deliberately want to quit. It's just that one day he discovered that Qi Yue frowned when he smelled smoke, and gradually he smoked less. Later, it was basically quit.
Huo Niancheng bit the cigarette butt in his mouth, tilted his head and lit the lighter
In just a few hours, his cigarette case was half empty.
"Her technique is very powerful." Lin Jing said suddenly.
Huo Niancheng stopped slightly with his fingers holding the cigarette.
"Thank you." After a while, he said.
After smoking half a cigarette, Huo Niancheng suddenly turned sideways and leaned against the wall side by side with Lin Jing: "Your taste has changed. I remember you used to like soft, cute, silly, white and sweet types?"
Lin Jing stared at the incandescent lamp on the ceiling without making a sound.
For a long time, Huo Niancheng thought that Lin Jing would not answer, but suddenly he heard him say: "Even people change, not to mention tastes."
After a pause, Lin Jing turned his head to look at Huo Niancheng, with a little more playfulness in his eyes: "I learned this principle from you."
There was even some sarcasm in his tone.
Huo Niancheng lowered his eyelids and remained silent. He never bothered to explain.
The lights in the operating room suddenly went out.
The two men straightened up at the same time and walked to the door of the operating room.
A few seconds later, the door of the operating room was pulled open from the inside.
Qi Yue was the first to show up.
As soon as Huo Nian stretched his legs, he stood in front of her.
Huo Niancheng looked down at her, but didn't ask any questions. His eyes were still calm and deep, and there was no wave in the ancient well, but the fingers hanging by his side were trembling slightly.
Qi Yue reached out and took off the mask, showing a slightly tired smile:
"The operation was a success. After 72 hours of danger, her condition will stabilize."
Huo Niancheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
***
After several days of heat that could roast a person, Livia ushered in a drizzle. Moisturized by the timely rain, the cracked earth was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief from the fiery torture.
Three black jeeps, facing the dense raindrops, galloped steadily on the winding and long mountain road.
Qi Yue and the others were sitting on the jeep in the middle.
After the operation, Qi Yue and the others stayed in Huo Niancheng's base for another three days, and did not leave until Ji Jianan's condition stabilized.
"I owe you a favor. You can come to me whenever you need it." Huo Niancheng said this to them when they were parting.
Huo Niancheng sent two teams of mercenaries to escort Qi Yue and the others back to the camp where the medical team was.
Qi Yue sat in the back row, leaning on the back of the chair a little sleepily, resting with his eyes closed.
From being kidnapped to now, she hasn't really had a good rest on a single day. Before, it was escape and surgery, and I was overwhelmed with one after another. So she has been twisting a lot of energy, as long as the energy does not dissipate, she will be able to stand upright.
Now all the troubles have been resolved smoothly, the root in the body??My left hand works just as well. "
When the two of them were in a stalemate here, there was a slight muffled sound at the door, like something knocking on the door panel.
Qi Yue immediately followed the prestige, and then saw a familiar figure, turning around to walk out the door.
"Lin Jing!" Qi Yue preemptively strikes.
The man froze slightly, then turned around and walked back.
He walked into the ward with a blank face, and said indifferently: "I just came to see. How do you feel?"
Qi Yue: "It's better"
Cheng Donglin: ""
Lin Jing: ""
It was only then that Qi Yue noticed that Lin Jing was also carrying a thermos: "What are you holding?"
Lin Jing: "Oh, the cooking class stewed chicken soup at night, and I brought you some by the way."
After he finished speaking, he casually placed the thermos on the head of the bed.
Cheng Dong smiled: "The food in your army is pretty good. Most of the time we eat naan, dipped in those weird bean sauces. It's great to have a special cooking team."
Lin Jing turned his head and glanced at him: "You can come over for dinner if you want."
Cheng Donglin waved his hand: "I'm just joking."
Qi Yue reached out and lifted the lid of the thermos. A strong mellow aroma belonging to native chicken immediately permeated the whole room, and the meat aroma was mixed with a faint medicinal aroma. There is a layer of golden-colored oil beads floating on the surface of the soup. When you blow it lightly, the snow-white soup bottom is immediately presented in front of your eyes.
The corner of Lin Jing's mouth curled into an arc that was so shallow that it was almost invisible: "You take good care of your illness, I'll go first."
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Team Lin is still very honest. Seeing that Qi Yue hates the smell of cigarettes, he quit voluntarily~