She lay beside the bed, counting the regular ticking sounds of the monitor and praying silently. Suddenly, the monitor issued a sharp long beep, interrupting her thoughts and instantly tensing her nerves.
The green ripples of the electrocardiogram danced wildly on the screen. She turned to look at Fu Hanzhou. His eyelashes suddenly trembled violently under his pale eyelids, as if a dying butterfly was fluttering under his eyelids. His fingers involuntarily curled up, wrinkling the bed sheet.
Qin Ying hurriedly held his hand, but felt that his hand was unusually cold today.
There were thousands of dark clouds outside the window, but the mumbling that came out of his throat was chilling to the bone, as if he had fallen into an endless dream.
"Fu Hanzhou?"
"Fu Hanzhou?"
Qin Ying held his hand and called him anxiously.
Fu Hanzhou, lying on the hospital bed, seemed to hear someone calling him.
But he always felt that there was fog in front of his eyes and he couldn't see clearly.
He followed the sound, his military boots stepping on puddles, and suddenly arrived at the door of a guesthouse.
The mottled doorplate of the guesthouse glowed eerily under the streetlight.
How did I get here?
Moreover, the closer I get to here, the more my heartbeats become, as if someone is calling for help...
Who is it?
Why did hearing this cry for help make him so panicked? He walked in quickly and stopped in front of a door. Just as he was about to push it open, he found that he could enter through the wall.
Inside the house, the damp and musty smell, accompanied by a woman's sobbing, hit me...
In the dim light of the kerosene lamp, Zhao Shunxi was sitting astride Qin Ying, tearing off her clothes. Qin Ying's eyes were vacant, her face was flushed, and there was foam at the corners of her mouth. It was obvious that she had been drugged.
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