Chapter 250 She is not in the right state
The fluorescent lights in the corridor made a slight hum, and the smell of disinfectant mixed with the smell of blood penetrated into my nostrils.
Lu Shiman curled up on the edge of the metal bench, his nails unconsciously scratching the patent leather that was curled up at the seams of the seat.
The heels of Lu Jianheng's Oxford shoes tapped against the floor tiles faster and faster, and he kept looking up at the operating light box.
The Adam's apple rolled in an anxious arc on the neck, and the joint of the index finger of the right hand was bitten with deep purple teeth marks.
Lu Yannan rested his head against the glass on the fire door, and the metal frame of the phone left an indentation on his palm.
Lu Chixu remained calm and comforted his younger brothers and sisters.
"Brother, the one lying in there should be me." Lu Shiman's tone was terrifyingly calm: "It should be me."
"What nonsense are you talking about." Lu Chixu looked at Lu Shiman suddenly.
Lu Shiman slowly turned his head and looked into Lu Chixu's scarlet eyes: "Second brother, I really am a burden, right?"
Her hollow pupils reflected Lu Chixu's bloodshot eyes, and the muscles at the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Lu Chixu's heart skipped a beat when he saw his sister's lifeless eyes.
Lu Shiman lowered his eyes and said softly, "A burden like me shouldn't be alive."
"...shouldn't be alive..."
In the silent corridor, Lu Shiman's words made the three of them feel heartbroken.
Lu Jianheng stopped pacing. He looked at Lu Shiman, tears flashed in his eyes. He quickly tilted his head and wiped his eyelids with his thumb.
Lu Chixu hugged Lu Shiman tightly, his arms shaking from the effort, his voice choked with sobs: "If you keep talking nonsense, Second Brother will beat you up."
Lu Shiman leaned in Lu Chixu's arms, quietly.
After Lu Yannan arranged all matters, he saw that Lu Shiman was not in a good condition, so he sent a message with location information to Ji Linshen.
Lu Yannan: [She's not in the right state.]
The night is as dark as ink.
In the corridor of the funeral home, disinfectant mixed with sandalwood condensed into a sticky mist around Kong Li.
Ji Lin leaned his lower back against the metal bench armrest, his knuckles accidentally hitting the power button three times in a row while trying to unlock his phone.
The sweaty screen slipped from my palm and hit the joint of the chair leg, making a short metallic tremor.
Chu Qi's Adam's apple rolled, and his fingers hanging beside the seam of his pants twirled unconsciously: "The beautician has completed his work, and the cremation can be carried out in forty minutes."
Ji Linshen suddenly clamped his Adam's apple with his tiger's mouth, and the larynx bulged out in a terrifying arc under the skin of his palm.
He lowered his eyelashes, his right fingernails dug deep into his left wrist, and his cell phone fell to the ground.
Chu Qi's movement of bending down to pick up the phone suddenly froze, and he heard a muffled laugh erupt from the young master's throat.
The laughter started out like bubbles squeezed out from deep in the chest, then gradually turned into a trembling throat sound, and finally turned into an intermittent hiss.
Ji Linshen smiled and pressed his knuckles against his philtrum, leaving a crescent-shaped blood mark on his fingertips with his teeth. His laughter was mixed with sobs from hyperventilation.
The phone on the anti-slip mat vibrated again. Ji Linshen suddenly raised his neck, and the back of his head hit the tiles with a dull thud, and his laughter bounced back in the empty corridor.
He laughed so hard that tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, but his right hand was tightly clutching the fabric on his left chest, gripping the front of his suit so tightly that it turned white.
Old Mrs. Ji passed away. A few hours ago, the nursing home caregiver sent a message and photos.
In the photo, the linen curtain cords dug deep grooves into the carved bedposts, and the old woman was leaning against a step stool.
When he was found, he was already dead.
Chu Qi's phone rang. He walked to the side and answered the call, his expression gradually becoming solemn.
"Master, an hour ago, there was an explosion in Fourth Master Lu's laboratory. Fourth Master Lu was seriously injured and is being rescued."
Ji Linshen's fingers cramped, he bent down to pick up the phone and unlocked it, and Lu Yannan's message came into view.
He stood up suddenly: "Look here, the ashes..."
"Let's find a garbage dump and throw it away." As he turned around, the hem of his coat swept the spirit-calling banner that was standing upside down in the corner.
Amid the sound of the copper bell rolling on the ground, the leather heels had already crushed the emergency exit indicator light at the end of the corridor.
In the hospital.
The three red words "In Operation" announced that the person they cared about most was still on the verge of death.
Lu Shiman became more silent, staring at the ground with his head down, his mind blank.
The surgical light box goes out.
When the surgeon took off his mask, the plastic tape left a deep purple indentation behind his ear, and the collar of his surgical gown was stained with star-shaped spray-like bloodstains.
"The patient had three pieces of glass embedded in his back, linear fractures of ribs 3-5 on the right side, and a fracture of the left ulna."
His Adam's apple rolled: "But the brain CT scan showed..."
The three brothers blocked the exhausted Lu Shiman behind them in a defensive posture and held their breath almost at the same time.
"There's a 3mm hemorrhage in the frontal lobe." The doctor adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, which had slipped off. "You need to be treated within the 72-hour critical period..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the sound of the elevator arriving.
When Ji Linshen stepped out of the elevator, the soles of his leather shoes, stained with funeral paper ash, left gray tracks on the ground.
Lu Qiyun was pushed from the operating room to the special ward.
The moment Lu Shiman saw Lu Qiyun, he staggered back.
Ji Linshen stepped forward and lightly supported her shoulder blades, his fingertips curling into a restrained arc when they touched her trembling body.
The metal door of the elevator slowly closed behind him, reflecting the slight trembling of his frosted eyelashes.
Several people followed him to the ward, but were stopped outside by the nurse.
"Ji Linshen, take her back to rest, and leave this to us." Lu Yannan spoke in a deep voice, his eyes falling on his sister's bloodless cheeks, with several deep wrinkles between his eyebrows.
Lu Shiman bit his lower lip so hard that the edge of his teeth sunk deep into his pale skin.
Her knuckles, clutching the hem of her clothes, turned pale. Her thin back rested against the cold tile wall, and she managed a hoarse, breathless voice: "I'm not leaving."
"Be good, listen to your brother and go back to rest, okay?" Lu Yannan opened his arms to hold her trembling body, and stroked her messy long hair with his palms.
He lowered his eyes and saw tiny tears condensed on his sister's eyelashes, and an almost inaudible sigh escaped from his throat.
"Brother, I don't want to be good, I want to stay here." Lu Shiman suddenly grabbed her clothes on her chest: "I want to stay here."
Ji Linshen suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, his strong arm muscles tensed under his black coat.
He leaned over and picked her up horizontally: "Brother, I'll take her back to rest first and come back early tomorrow morning."
"I don't want to leave!" Lu Shiman struggled violently in his arms, and his calves hit the metal handrail in the corridor with a dull sound.
Ji Linshen folded his arms and held her tighter, resting his chin on the top of her head and stroking it gently: "Let the brothers watch tonight, and you take over tomorrow."
He lowered his head and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, his warm breath brushing her ears: "Don't you want to know why the lab exploded? Let's go back and check the surveillance now."
"Would you mind going home?"
The body in his arms suddenly stiffened, and Lu Shiman slowly loosened his grip on his collar, curling his fists and pressing them against his chest.
After a long time, she buried her face in the crook of his neck and nodded gently, her hair falling to cover the tip of her red nose.
Lu Yannan watched as the hem of Ji Linshen's coat disappeared at the elevator entrance.
He took out his vibrating phone, and the blue light of the screen reflected the bloodshot in Lu Yannan's eyes: "Second brother, cooperate with the police to take a statement and check the laboratory..."
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