Just as Lan Yu breathed a sigh of relief as the elevator doors slowly closed, she suddenly saw a hand reach into the gap in the elevator and forcefully pull the doors open.
When Lan Yu saw the attire of the two people in front of her, she was so frightened that she almost screamed.
Wei Shi is right, Fuzhou is not safe recently.
Not only on television and in newspapers, but also on internet platforms, the suspect's physical characteristics were successively released, urging residents to be careful when going out.
The two people in front of me, one with a square face and small eyes, the other with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks and a mouthful of protruding teeth, neither of them had a good appearance, the kind of people you could tell were not good just by looking at them.
What bad luck today! If I had known, I would have come for a check-up in a couple of days, and this wouldn't have happened.
Lan Yu trembled as she recalled the two men calling her a "slut" repeatedly in the bathroom.
The square-faced man pulled something out of his pocket, his small eyes fixed on Lan Yu, his facial muscles twitching, looking strange and frightening.
"Miss, is this yours?"
It was the lipstick that Lan Yu had dropped in the bathroom in her haste.
Lan Yu didn't dare to reach out and take it; her lips turned white with fright.
The man with the pointed chin and monkey-like face next to him took the lipstick and gave a lewd smile.
Lan Yu suppressed the urge to scream, tears welling up in her eyes. This disgusting man!
The buck-toothed man wasn't the kind of guy who constantly called women "sluts," and he wouldn't stoop to lay a hand on a skinny little girl.
What did you just hear?
Lan Yu clutched the bag in her handbag, trying to calm herself down. She readily admitted, "I didn't see anything!"
The buck-toothed man nodded in satisfaction: "The young lady is quite sensible. Don't say anything when you get out, and I won't cause you any trouble, understand?"
Lan Yu nodded.
The building has twenty floors, and people are constantly coming in and going out.
Once they reached the bottom floor, the two men went out first, and Lan Yu followed behind them.
Just as they were about to walk out of the hospital lobby, a thought suddenly flashed through Lan Yu's mind.
The idea was insane, but it simply prevented Lan Yu from thinking any further about the consequences.
Without a second thought, she caught up with the two men and whispered rapidly in their ears, "The women's restroom is boring. The top floor is a VIP suite, full of damn rich people and capitalists. It'll be more satisfying to blow them up."
After she finished speaking, she didn't linger, quickly hailed a taxi, and left the hospital entrance.
The two men were left behind, looking up at the top floor. They exchanged a glance and saw fervor in each other's eyes.
The surgery went smoothly, and the doctor said that all three of them would wake up the next day after the anesthesia wore off.
Lu Qingyao stayed by Yi Mu's bedside, looking at his pale face, hoping that when the sun rose the next day, he could see Yi Mu as he was three months ago.
He didn't sleep all night.
The next morning, Igan Ken woke up first. His company had run into problems and needed him to oversee things. He left before the anesthesia had fully worn off.
Before leaving, she reminded Lu Qingyao to get ready quickly after Yi Mu woke up and not to stick to Yi Mu's side.
Yiganlu was strong and healthy, and was the first to wake up.
He complained of thirst, drank a large glass of water, and then felt his bladder was full. He put on his coat, borrowed a cane from the nurse, and the burly man went downstairs to the toilet.
Lu Qingyao was the only one left in the ward. He was tucking the blanket around Yi Mu when he suddenly saw Yi Mu's eyelids twitch.
Lu Qingyao held his breath, watching Yi Mu slowly open his eyes, and then stare intently at him.
Lu Qingyao held back her words, tears welling up in her eyes.
The previous confusion was gone from Yi Mu's eyes; they were now clear and bright, with something else in them.
"Didn't we agree not to see each other again..."
Before Lu Qingyao's astonishment could fully unfold, a deafening roar and a burst of air swept through the room.
In Yi Mu's last vision, all he saw was Lu Qingyao's magnified face.
He was held tightly in Lu Qingyao's arms, his head resting against his chest, listening to the continuous heartbeats.
For a very long time, the heartbeat gradually weakened until it disappeared completely.
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