Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Rescue outdoor.

Zhu Fujingguang sat awake all night at the door of the emergency room. His mind was blank, and he stared numbly at the lit sign, his expression dead.

Zhu Fu Gaoming, who had been busy for a long time, hurried over and saw his brother staring blankly at the door of the emergency room.

He walked forward slowly, patted his brother's shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Those who survive a great disaster will surely have good fortune in the future. He will be fine."

Zhu Fujingguang was still wearing his disguise. He turned his neck stiffly to look at his brother, his red eyes looking as if he was about to cry: "He has suffered many injuries and has a high fever. On him, on him..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang choked up, covered his face with his hands, and murmured in fear and heartache: "I'm worried that he won't wake up, and I'm also worried about how he will face everything he's been through after he wakes up."

Zero is gentle and kind, serious and solemn. He is a very strong person.

But even so, his mental state was still very serious. Several of them at the same time had already confirmed that Zero had a split personality.

And now, having suffered another fatal blow, can he really survive?

Zhu Fu Jingguang was too scared.

"You have to believe him." Zhu Fu Gaoming said seriously.

He walked over to his brother and stood still. His tall figure stood straight like a pine tree, emitting a peaceful and gentle aura. His voice was gentle and graceful. "I remember you saying that you thought he was dead. It was only when the hard stone in his hand fell on you that you realized he still had a chance of survival."

Facing his brother's bewildered gaze, Zhu Fu Gaoming maintained a calm expression, deliberately slowing his tone as he spoke gently, "Look, he never forgot to resist, nor did he give up on himself. He has always been trying to save himself. So, you should trust him a little more."

He lowered his eyelids, met his brother's bloodshot eyes, and said soothingly, "Maybe his mental state will be very bad after he wakes up. But you have to give him some time. He's been through so much and is still tenacious. He will slowly get over it, and you will always be with him, right?"

Zhu Fujingguang's anxiety and fear were relieved a lot after being enlightened by his brother.

Zhu Fugaoming looked at the closed door of the operating room with a complicated expression and a frown.

When Jingguang brought people to the hospital, he and Gansuke had already checked the house and the basement thoroughly, and took samples of the blood on the ground.

The blood all over the basement had dried and turned black. Centered on the only bed, white buttons were splattered everywhere, which could be seen to be from Zero-kun's violently torn clothes.

Physical evidence such as the rope that bound Lingjun, withered daisies, and a few fragments of stone carvings have all been collected. The residential area above the basement shows no signs of human habitation; the owner of the house died last month.

But apart from this, they could find no other evidence.

Things became tricky, as their opponents had counter-reconnaissance capabilities and hid their information very well.

If we want to catch someone, it seems that we can only get fragmentary information from the victim.

But the murderer seemed to have no concerns at all about the victim leaking his information, because the victim was not killed.

why?

What interventions did the killer make?

But no matter what it was, he was sure that it would be an extremely terrible experience for Ling Jun.

"Midorikawa, the suspect..."

"Mr. Officer." Zhu Fujing's eyes turned cold, and his voice was hoarse and difficult, as if it had been rubbed by sand. "Let's talk about this matter after he wakes up."

It's not that he doesn't hate, but when it comes to Zero's safety, everything else has to take a back seat.

After he has determined Zero's physical and mental condition, he will go all out to find the person who bullied Zero. No matter who that person is, he will make that person pay the price.

When Zhu Fu Gaoming heard this, he knew that his brother was stuck in a rut again like when he was a child. He opened his mouth but just sighed lightly without trying to persuade him.

As long as Ling Jun wakes up, everything will be fine.

He looked down at his phone. Gan Zhu and the police officers were going door to door to investigate and collect evidence, but there was no reply yet.

We can only wait slowly.

But looking at his miserable brother, he couldn't help but chase him away: "Go and take care of your injuries, I'll stay here."

Jingguang's knees, calves, and arms were all covered with scars, especially his palms, which were almost scratched by the stone shards and it hurt just to look at them.

Zhu Fujingguang wanted to stay here. He was afraid of hearing the bad news, afraid of missing the last sight of You Xunran, and also afraid that You Xunran would not see him the first time she woke up...

"If you don't deal with yourself, you will scare people." Zhu Fu Gaoming said with a hint of meaning.

Even though this floor was surrounded by plainclothes police, he still spoke in an obscure and tactful manner, trying not to reveal his true intentions.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was silent for a moment, staggered to his feet, and looked at his brother pleadingly.

Zhu Fu Gaoming sighed and said, "Go ahead. I will inform you immediately if he makes any movement."

Zhu Fu Jingguang felt relieved and left with a nurse, asking her to help treat his injuries.

Operating room.

By the time the doctor finished treating Rei Furuya's wounds, it was already dawn and all the examination reports were out.

When the doctor received the report, his hands were shaking a little.

Which black-hearted private human laboratory was this patient rescued from? Looking at all these indicators, he almost needed oxygen. He wanted to send the patient on the bed to the ICU immediately and stand by the bed with a defibrillator on standby at any time.

He was helpless for a moment and didn't know how to treat it.

The other party's physical condition was very poor, with all his organs failing completely. It would not be wrong to say that he was on the verge of death.

But the strange thing is that while his body was being destroyed, it was also carefully protected by an unknown force, and both the force that destroyed his body and maintained his vitality came from unknown drug ingredients.

The hospital dare not act rashly before researching the drug's composition and efficacy. Once the patient's body balance is disrupted, the patient may face death in an instant.

He pushed his glasses. After being a doctor for a long time, he had seen all kinds of strange illnesses.

He put away the report and said to the other doctors, "Send the patient to the intensive care unit. Monitor his temperature and vital signs at all times. You can use some antipyretics first. Observe for a day. If there are no problems, transfer him to the general ward. Okay, go get ready."

At this time, a nurse holding medicine asked hesitantly: "Um, aren't you going to treat the patient?"

The doctor who was recording the patient's medical records looked up, confused, and asked, "...What other injuries does he have that haven't been treated? Didn't you guys already clean them up?"

The nurse blushed, covered her face with her hands and said shamefully, "It's just the sphincter."

The operating room suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at a certain position of the person on the bed, and then quickly turned back.

I didn't notice it before because I was so focused on saving people, but now I find that many marks on the patient's body are particularly ambiguous.

This, this must be caused by some kind of exercise.