"Zhanjin! Zhanjin wake up!"
An anxious and familiar voice came from his ears, causing Song Zhanjin to suddenly open his eyes.
There is no Yellow Springs Road, no Fang Xuebing, no red spider lily and Meng Po.
Everywhere he looked was the simple corridor of the town hospital and the anxious and worried face of his father Song Mingcheng.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Song Mingcheng touched Song Zhanjin's forehead and said, "Why is it so hot? You have a fever!"
"dad!"
Song Zhanjin's throat felt like it was burned by fire, painful and hoarse.
Is it a dream?
Fang Xuebing, Meng Po, those hundreds and thousands of brothers and comrades who sacrificed their lives, were they just a dream?
After moving his body, Song Zhanjin couldn't help but groan because of the pain in his collarbone.
Looking down, I saw two bleeding wounds on my collarbone, which was exactly where the soul-hook rope pierced my collarbone in my dream.
"How did you get hurt?"
Song Mingcheng also saw the wound on his son's collarbone and couldn't help but exclaim.
"I'm fine!"
Song Zhanjin rested for a few minutes.
In all his life, he had never been so clear-headed and calm as he was at this moment.
Many memories flooded into his mind, including his love with Lin Wanjun, the hurt he had caused her, and the figure of Lin Wanjun rushing towards him recklessly when Dong Yingying intended to shoot him.
"Dad, I remember now!"
Song Zhanjin was smiling, but it looked like he was crying.
"What did you remember? Zhan Jin, what happened to you?"
Song Mingcheng didn't know why his son woke up like this.
His wife is already in critical condition, and he doesn't want anything to happen to his son. He is old and cannot bear any more separation.
"I think on our wedding night, my mother thought I bullied Junjun, so she hit me. Junjun was standing next to me, covering his mouth and laughing secretly, like a little fox who had done something wrong."
"I remember when the Song family received the notice of relocation, I wanted to divorce and set Junjun free, but she insisted on coming to the northwest with us."
"I remember losing my memory and hurting Junjun. Her eyes made me feel scared and guilty."
…
Song Zhanjin stared blankly at the closed door of the operating room, his smile uglier than crying.
"Dad, how many bad things have I done? What kind of hurt and injustice have I caused Junjun?"
Hearing his son's words, a glint of joy flashed in Song Mingcheng's eyes, and then he sighed.
He patted Song Zhanjin's shoulder and said, "There's still time for everything. When Junjun comes out of the surgery, you should apologize to her."
"No matter how she hits or scolds you, you are not allowed to fight back. You are the one who did something wrong, so you should take full responsibility. Do you understand?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the operating room was pushed open.
Song Zhanjin and Song Mingcheng hurriedly stood up and went to greet him at the same time.
But there was no sign of Lin Wanjun.
Only Shi Kai was pushing Li Yuetang, who was still unconscious after the operation, and handed the patient to Song Mingcheng with a serious expression.
"The operation was a success. If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely be awake for 24 hours."
After saying that, Shi Kai turned around and walked towards the operating room.
Song Zhanjin grabbed Shi Kai's arm and asked anxiously, "Junjun? Where's Lin Wanjun? Why didn't she come out?!"
Shi Kai broke free from Song Zhanjin's hand and punched him in the face.
"Get lost!"
Looking at the man in front of him with red eyes, Shi Kai's eyes were filled with undisguised disgust and hatred.
"Everyone says Lin Wanjun married into a wealthy family. She came from a humble background and married into your Song family. But the truth is, it's your Song family that's dragging her down!"
This was the first time Shi Kai erupted in such intense anger.
"If it weren't for the burden of your Song family, Lin Wanjun wouldn't have been sent to such a place. She is very capable and would definitely have a better and more spacious life in a big city."
"But what about now? Not only are you burdening her, you're also hurting her time and time again. She's already extremely uncomfortable in the middle of the operation. If you had stopped immediately to rest and receive treatment..."
Song Zhanjin grabbed Shi Kai by the collar and asked angrily with a trembling voice, "What happened to Junjun? What happened to my wife...what happened to her!"
"What's wrong? Who are you to ask her what's wrong?"
Shi Kai grabbed Song Zhanjin's collar and roared, "She suffered a heart attack because of you guys, and Zhang Lide is still trying to save her... Song Zhanjin, stop!"
Before he could finish his words, Song Zhanjin pushed Shi Kai away and rushed into the operating room regardless of everything.
Lin Wanjun was lying quietly on the cold floor of the operating room.
She no longer spoke, no longer opened her eyes to smile at him, as if she was asleep, allowing Zhang Lide to inject the injection into her veins.
"Kun-kun!"
Song Zhanjin's voice was trembling.
He rushed over and knelt in front of Lin Wanjun, wanting to hug his lover at a loss.
But when he saw her with the tube inserted, he was so scared, afraid that he would hurt her because of his clumsy hands.
Shi Kai had already followed him in.
He pushed Song Zhanjin away and worked with Zhang Lide to rescue Lin Wanjun.
Zhang Lide was rescuing the patient while asking questions to Song Zhanjin.
“Does the patient have a history of heart disease?”
“Does the patient’s family have a hereditary heart disease?”
"Has the patient taken any medications recently?"
…
No! No! Nothing at all!
Song Zhanjin couldn't help but recall that dream, that evil female author, that bastard who wrote the fate of Lin Wanjun.
In the book, Lin Wanjun died of a sudden heart attack!
But he had destroyed the computer, preventing anyone from deciding their lives in the first place.
Could it be that he was a step too late?
With the joint efforts of Zhang Lide and Shi Kai, Lin Wanjun's heartbeat and breathing recovered, but she did not wake up.
In the ward of the town health center, Lin Wanjun lay quietly on the hospital bed, her face rosy and her expression calm, as if she was asleep.
In the middle of the night, the dim moonlight shone into the ward. The surroundings were silent. Song Zhanjin lay in front of Lin Wanjun's bed and fell asleep unknowingly.
He was in an unfamiliar place, which seemed to be a hospital.
There are automatic stairs going up and down, and people coming and going, wearing strange clothes. They hold rectangular glowing objects in their hands, put them to their ears and talk to themselves.
Song Zhanjin was very confused. Where was this?
In a trance, he heard a familiar laugh.
Following the sound of laughter, Song Zhanjin saw a strange yet familiar figure.
Strange, because the girl's face was one he had never seen before.
Familiarity was due to the girl's every frown and smile being very similar to Lin Wanjun, which made him want to get closer to her involuntarily.
The girl had neat short hair and was wearing a white coat. She was walking hurriedly in the crowd.
"Jun-jun! Jun-jun, where are you going?"
Song Zhanjin rushed into the crowd regardless of everything and grabbed the girl's arm.
The girl stopped and turned around to look at Song Zhanjin with tears on his face.
“Eh, you’re…”
The next second, the middle-aged doctor in charge came over and pushed Song Zhanjin's hand away.
"Sir, please be respectful and don't touch my students!"
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