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The twenty-sixth chapter falls in love again (1)

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    When a police car with its siren blaring came swiftly from Guangming Street and sent the bloody Jinghe Gong Xiaojun to the emergency department of the provincial hospital, it was already very late at night.  The patients had already fallen asleep, and the infusion bottles beside them were rattling like water dripping from a mountain stream.  Nurse Gong Xiaolan is drinking water in the duty room, and one of her colleagues named Du Juan is listening to a very popular telephone hotline program called "Midnight Heart Voice" on Economic Radio with earphones on.

    "Xiaolan," Du Juan took off the earphones and the white mask, took a deep breath, rolled her eyes on the ceiling, and said, "I didn't expect your husband Li Dongfang to be an advanced figure."

    In fact, almost all the doctors and nurses in the emergency department did not know Li Dongfang. He lived in the special care ward of the emergency department when he was gloriously injured when he fought bravely against gangsters, and fell in love with Gong Xiaolan, who took care of him.  The technical secondary school students who were just assigned from the city nursing school just don't know.  In recent days, Gong Xiaolan has heard people say this to her more than once.  She knew that people said this after reading a full-page social documentary in the evening paper a few days ago.  It was a city-wide "anti-pornography and anti-illegal" report. This report only mentioned Li Dongfang a few words but posted a picture of him in a police uniform.

    "What's the use?" Gong Xiaolan said sadly when she remembered that she had to stay in her boudoir almost every day, "it's not worth a penny."

    "Xiao Lan, I heard that you are going to have a baby? You have to think about it." Du Juan said as if she suddenly remembered something.  At this time, she had put on the earphones again, lay down on the chair with all her clothes on, and was about to close her eyes and rest.

    Want children?  How did you know I was going to have a baby?  Gong Xiaolan thought, why should I think about having a child?

    Before this, many enthusiastic female colleagues who are married and have children have advised her not to get married, and never to have children after marriage. Once both are available, a woman's life is over.  .  Gong Xiaolan's thinking about these colleagues is a bit unbelievable, how could this be, if our mother had thought this way a long time ago, would we still be able to come to this world?  Wouldn't human beings become rare animals or even endangered?  The day before yesterday, Gong Xiaolan really believed that she was pregnant, because the so-called good thing once a month did not come this month, it seemed that something bad was about to happen.  However, just before going to work this morning, something good happened.

    "What's wrong with cultivating talents for the country early?" Gong Xiaolan also yawned for a long time, put her hand gently on her abdomen, and said deliberately, "I don't want to delay my child's schooling."

    In fact, Gong Xiaolan also knows how uncomfortable it is for a woman to bring a child nowadays, she can't play if she wants to play, and it's even more impossible to be chic, especially a young and beautiful woman like her who has found a model policeman as her husband.  Therefore, she is not in a hurry to have a child, she wants to relax for a few years before it is too late to have a child.  She has been complaining about Li Dongfang for the past few days. She wondered if it wasn't because of his sudden whim that he abandoned the contraceptive measures he had taken halfway. How could this happen?  However, when the good thing happened again, she actually felt a little bit of disappointment flashing through her heart.

    When Gong Xiaolan was thinking about this, Du Juan had already fallen asleep listening to the "Midnight Voice" program.  Gong Xiaolan didn't understand why Du Juan suddenly wanted to listen to the radio recently, and she put on earphones at twelve o'clock in the evening.  Gong Xiaolan stretched her waist, and was about to close her eyes and take a nap, at this moment, someone knocked on the door of the nurse's office with a rapid and loud voice.

    "Nurse, nurse." The person outside the door shouted.

    Gong Xiaolan looked at the door, sat on the chair without moving, just took her hands off her abdomen, and cast her eyes on Du Juan's face.

    "Du Juan," Gong Xiaolan put on a white mask with great reluctance, bent her fingers and tapped on the table, and said, "Someone is looking for you outside."

    Du Juan woke up, but didn't raise her head immediately, but stretched out her hand and patted the table feebly, and then put the earphones that were about to fall off her ears back into her ears, and said: "The big laziness made Xiaolan, Xiaolan  Stare blankly, I must be looking for you."

    Gong Xiaolan didn't say another word, she stood up and walked to the door.  Just when she was about to open the door, the door was kicked open by someone outside.

    It was a policeman who broke into the door. Because he was too impulsive, he almost knocked Gong Xiaolan to the ground.

    "What's going on?" The policeman glanced at Gong Xiaolan, who was wearing a mask, and said furiously, "Who is responsible for the delay in rescue? Aren't everyone talking about professional ethics now? Which one of you is responsible?"

    Gong Xiaolan took two steps back, wanted to say something but couldn't, because she found out that the policeman was Zhou Chuanrong from the same squadron as Li Dongfang, and he always liked to joke with her one by one with a smile  .

    "I'm sorry," Gong Xiaolan quickly took off theMask, said, "Xiao Zhou, I'm really sorry, I almost fell asleep just now."

    "Sister-in-law, hurry up, hurry up." ú± Zhou Chuanrong immediately became more nervous when he recognized Gong Xiaolan, and he said more than a dozen "fast" words in one breath before he said the word "save people".

    It is not uncommon for the police to send seriously injured patients to the emergency department. It happens more than ten times a year, and there are often simple or confusing criminal cases.  Regarding this situation, both nurses and doctors have to take it seriously and dare not be sloppy in the slightest, because this has gone beyond curing the disease and saving lives.  Gong Xiaolan and Du Juan glanced at each other and rushed out the door.

    Jing and Gong Xiaojun were lying in the corridor outside the rescue room, blood pouring from their heads, staining the two dilapidated stretchers red.  Jing was no longer breathing, and Gong Xiaojun's breathing was also short and light, and he took two mouthfuls before taking one, just like an old man who is about to die.  At this time, the doctors on duty were already doing rescue work, and his hands wearing rubber gloves had turned red, like a butcher who had just walked out of the slaughter room.

    "Quick," the doctor waved his blood-stained hand and ordered, "Oxygen cylinder."ú±

    When Gong Xiaolan and Du Juan pushed the oxygen cylinder over, Jing had already been pushed away. There was a low bungalow in the southeast corner of the hospital, with three big red characters on the door ©¤©¤©¤the mortuary, where was her last  home.

    Du Juan went to get emergency medicine and blood plasma according to the doctor's order, while Gong Xiaolan bent down and stuffed the oxygen tube into Gong Xiaojun's nostrils and eyes.  It was not the first time Gong Xiaolan had seen such a bloody trauma patient, but the bloody smell almost made her faint. She regained her composure and closed the oxygen tube almost with her eyes closed.  .

    "Sister-in-law, Brother Xiaojun" Zhou Chuanrong stopped Gong Xiaolan who was about to turn around and said hesitantly.

    Gong Xiaolan stopped, and looked at Zhou Chuanrong inexplicably, thinking that my brother is not a doctor, why are you mentioning him at this time?

    "Sister-in-law," Zhou Chuanrong looked back at the patient on the stretcher, and said, "Brother Xiaojun, is it alright?"

    Gong Xiaolan immediately realized that something was wrong, could this patient be her elder brother Gong Xiaojun?  How could he be like this?  How could he be brought here by the police?  She turned around and walked to the stretcher in fear.  At this time, Li Dongfang rushed over in a hurry.

    "Xiaolan," Li Dongfang said out of breath, "how is brother?"

    Gong Xiaolan finally recognized that this mangled man was her elder brother Gong Xiaojun, and she collapsed into Li Dongfang's arms almost as soon as she recognized it.

    "Brother" Gong Xiaolan screamed and passed out.

    Gong Xiaojun's injuries were very serious, and the two knives Wang Long stabbed on his head were both fierce.  The first knife was stabbed on the left side of his head, more than ten centimeters long, and cut through a layer of scalp. The second knife was stabbed in his mouth, pierced in from the right cheek, and pierced out on the left cheek.

    Gong Xiaojun woke up from the coma at 5 o'clock in the morning of the next day. At this time, he had been transferred to the surgical ward and placed in bed 405 in the fourth ward.

    Gong Xiaojun's red and swollen eyes opened slowly, just like the curtain on the stage always opens slowly.  The curtain opened, and he was about to enter the role again.  When he opened his eyes, he didn't see anything. He only felt that there was a dazzling paleness in front of him, just like looking up at the scorching sun at noon in summer.  However, he heard a sound, a sound like water dripping through stone, which was the sound of life calling when the liquid in the bottle on his head dripped.  He suddenly wanted to reject this voice. He felt that it was better not to hear or see anything, so he closed his eyes.

    "Xiaojun, are you awake?" a woman said.

    This is Min, Gong Xiaojun knew it was Min without opening his eyes, her voice was so familiar and kind.  He let out a long sigh, his eyes still tightly closed, imagining what his head would look like with layers of gauze tied up.  Must be like a big winter melon, he thought.

    At this time, Gong Xiaojun couldn't move his head, but he could think about that Miss Etiquette, Zhuzhu, and that singing girl Jing.  Where is Zhuzhu now?  Is Jing really dead?  And what he misses most is the girl named Qing whom he knew in 1982 when he was approaching the university graduation assignment.  The reason why he thought of Qing at this time was because he was surprised to find that the No. 4 ward he lived in was Qing's before, and the No. 405 bed he was lying on was also Qing's.  It was Qing who lived here for 8 days after a sudden appendicitis operation. Just like Min was guarding him now, Gong Xiaojun was guarding Qing.

    Miss Qing was an administrator of the Provincial Library. At that time, she was only 19 years old. After graduating from high school, she failed the college entrance examination.  Qing's IQ is definitely not low, and she is doing well in her class. She is the representative of the mathematics class. If she is in the present, she might be admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University.  However, she and her classmates were very unlucky. The reason was that there was almost no age limit for college entrance examinations at that time, and the competition was much fiercer than it is now. Anyone under the age of 40 can take the college entrance examination, and some people even took it several times in a row.  term until you pass the exam.  Her father, who worked in the provincial library, finally understood that not everyone could be admitted to university, so he retired early and let Qing take over to work.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?Maybe I can get into Tsinghua University or Peking University.  However, she and her classmates were very unlucky. The reason was that there was almost no age limit for college entrance examinations at that time, and the competition was much fiercer than it is now. Anyone under the age of 40 can take the college entrance examination, and some people even took it several times in a row.  term until you pass the exam.  Her father, who worked in the provincial library, finally understood that not everyone could be admitted to university, so he retired early and let Qing take over to work.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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