Chapter 85 (1/2)

By the time I got to the hospital, it was already 9:23, and there were fewer people in the hospital than in the daytime.

But in the corridor, there are patients' families who pass by occasionally, and medical staff who keep looking for rooms. Tang Xiaoge is sitting on the ground at the door of the emergency room dejected, and can't get up.

He thought of countless scenes to determine his inner feelings for Lin Wenwen, either a separation, a reunion, or a contest with Lu Jingshen.

But only now, when it comes to life and death, he never thought about it. If God must use such a way to determine the human heart, then he thought, he would rather never love her.

He never liked her to laugh and scold, to appear in front of her, never wanted to let her bear even a little hurt.

The SLR long lens at the corner of the corridor just captured the whole process of Tang Xiaoge holding Lin Wenwen from entering the hospital to his collapse, every action, every expression and hundreds of photos.

Until Lin Wenwen was pushed into the emergency room, the person behind the camera was ready to clean up and leave.

The man kept turning over the results of the battle in the camera, with hyenas like smile, pulling the corners of his mouth, exaggerating to be close to his ears, a yellowish tooth half exposed, which made him feel faint and disgusting.

A middle-aged man in his forties is a disheveled man with broken hair. Most of the hair in the middle has been quietly silvered white, and the bright mixture is in the middle, struggling to grow.

About 1.7 meters tall, medium build. He was wearing an old Khaki double breasted jacket. Some of the buttons had fallen off and disappeared, leaving only the traces of pinholes in the fixed buttons on his clothes, with dark colors that were not very clean and coagulated one by one.

He looked down. The dry soil on his shoes began to break and fall to the ground. When he left, he left a small obvious footprint, which was a little messy.

”It's time to hand over!” The man whispered to himself, a winning expression, insidious smile, chilling.

He looks out at Tang Xiaoge, who is still sitting on the ground. He holds his chin in his hands and thinks for a moment. Then he looks at the clock on the wall of the nurse station not far away and makes up his mind.

Just as he was about to leave, the voice beside him made him shiver. ”Sir, are you here to see a doctor or a patient?”

A little nurse saw that he was hiding furtively. She couldn't help asking. She patted him on the shoulder from behind and said.

The man was like a bird in shock. His eyes kept dodging and he waved his hand, ”no, er... No, i...”

For a long time, without saying a complete word, he directly bypassed the nurse and left.

In a hurry, he accidentally knocked over the medical tray, tweezers, scissors, liquid medicine and cotton balls in the hands of another little nurse coming from the opposite side.