
Ai Changhuan knew what Madam Lu wanted to ask, because she had thought about this question more than once. What would happen if Lu Zhanke's hand did not recover.
The only answer he could think of was that he would be sad and sad.
It's just that this sadness and grief is not for himself, but for the land battle of Ke. If his hand was injured, he could no longer do as he pleased. That way, he won't be happy.
Ai Changhuan blinked and held back the tears flowing in his eyes. He pulled the corner of his mouth and said, “Despite whether his hand can recover, his position in my heart will never change.”
Madam Lu turned his head and looked at Lu Zhanke on the bed: "Don't say well, if you really hate him, you better leave now."
"I won't go, even if he urges me, I won't go." This sentence is for Mrs. Lu, and to himself.
The night was unusually long. Ai Changhuan's body couldn't stand it anymore, but he stubbornly defended against Ke.
Madam Lu is too old to stay up all night and be sent back.
The hospital was left with Ai Changhuan and Lu Zhanqing, who were silent and dull.
Lu Zhanqing took off his coat and covered it with Ai Changhuan: "Wait a minute, Zhan Ke will call you if he wakes up."
"Well, okay." Ai Changhuan couldn't help it anymore, his head was bowed, and he leaned on the back of the chair and slept.
In my dream, I remember that when I was injured last time, Lu Zhanke continued to take care of himself for so long. The first person he saw when he opened his eyes was him. Now that he was waiting for Lu Zhanke to wake up with this feeling, he hoped that the first thing he saw when he woke up was him.
It's just that he's very worried, very scared. Wasn't that the same feeling when the ground battle Ke was guarding him?
No wonder he asked if he was thinking about other people's feelings. Now he thought that he was really too wayward and irrational. He always influences others and always makes him alert.
Now that he understood, and knew that he had to grow up, do not let Lu Zhanke worry about himself anymore, he also needed to take good care of Lu Zhanke and let his body recover quickly.
I thought too much before going to bed, so I kept dreaming after falling asleep. The deeper I sleep, the deeper he dreams. He also remembers what happened when he was arrested and imprisoned.
He had been worried about Landing Ke's body before, and he didn't have time to think too much. Now he was half awake, and the terrible incident he had just experienced was incredible.
He struggled in nightmares, endless torture and beatings, and the wound on his neck, marking the warm blood dripping, was terrible.
He was very scared, he was very scared, but he bit his teeth tightly and did not make the slightest sound, because Lu Zhanke could not come, he could not come at all.
Even if it hurts again.
It was so cold. When the unknown liquid was injected into a vein, his entire body seemed to freeze. He can't move. There was a voice like the devil in his ears. Let him write a letter. No, those are not his real words.
In the dream, he pinched his hand tightly, do not write, do not write.
He regretted that he blamed her for being sad. Everyone blamed him, even he blamed himself, but no one told him that in truth, nothing mattered to him. Even without him, Lu Zhanke still wanted those criminals. Hit everything.
No one told him that he could only continue punishing himself.
He then dreamed that Lu Zhanke was awake, but his hands could no longer be lifted, because he did not have the least bit of strength, he said that he had become a wasteful person, a wasteful person, and he could not even make such a simple gesture. hugged her with both hands. Hugging him in silent tears, because the feeling was so terrible, he seemed to be able to clearly feel Lu Zhanke's sad and desperate emotions, he was crying for her.
"Lord Ke, don't ..." Don't come!
“Do not... no..”
“Ke sea ..”
Don't give up, don't be sad, don't despair, he'll always be by her side and take care of her.
"Wake up." Someone next to him kept pushing him. Ai Changhuan suddenly woke up from a nightmare, cold sweat, wheezing and gasping for breath, an expression of fear.
He opened his eyes in bewilderment, turned his head, opened his mouth to the last striking face, and muttered: "Lu Zhanke ..."
The man frowned. "I'm not Zhan Ke, I'm Zhan Qing."
"G ..." Ai Changhuan sat up straight, looked at the surroundings, and then remembered that she was still in the hospital, "What about Lu Zhanke?"
"Still inside, the nurse just went around, and you just had a nightmare?" He couldn't help but wake her up when he heard her shout on Lu Zhanke's name, and was still crying.
When a person is asleep, his circumstances are the most real and least prepared, so he often shows his most real emotions.
It can be seen that he loves Ke very much.
Inevitably he had a slight change in his opinion, perhaps he was not as thick as he thought.
Most importantly, Zhan Ke loved her very much.
Ai Changhuan wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead: "Luckily it was just a dream."
There was a tingling sensation in his palm, and he realized that he did not know when to cut off his hand, and the pain became more pronounced when he was touched by sweat.
"If not, you can sleep." There was an empty ward here, and the Marine Secretary wanted Ai Changhuan to come in to rest, but Ai Changhuan insisted on keeping Lu Zhanke by his side and refused to leave.
Ai Changhuan shook her head: "No need."
"Huh?" Ai Changhuan was a little confused, and touched her cheeks, only to find that her face was completely wet, was she crying in her dream?
He returned the jacket to Lu Qingqing and stood up and said, "I'll wash my face."
Her dream was so terrible that she did not dare to sleep anymore, so she planned to wash her face with cold water to wake her up.
He was dizzy, and he held the wall slowly forward, but after just two steps, there was suddenly an alarm-like sound behind him.
He quickly turned around, and then saw that the Marine Secretary also immediately got up and grabbed the nurse around and asked, "What's wrong?"
The nurse told him that Lu Zhanke had a postoperative reaction and suddenly had a fever. He rang the bell to tell the doctor to come.
Ai Changhuan looked at the overlapping figure in front of him, and flew straight down.
The last thing he wanted to see happened, yelling in his ear, but he didn't want to think about it anymore.
Someone said in her ear that she was weak and irritated, and she suffered a serious injury before she fainted. Rest well. Don't let your mood fluctuate too much.
He also heard ****** grandpa, and someone talked about the name Landing Ke.
The marine…
His heart moved slightly, and he opened his eyes forcefully, looking at the white ceiling, and he did not know when he was lying on the bed.
The sound of water beating out of the ears sounded very slow and slow. I saw it and realized that I was also infused.
Next to the bed was another bed, where lay Marine Ke.
She... is she okay?
Ai Changhuan struggled to get out of bed, plucked out the needle in his hand, and got off the bed to Lu Zhanke's bed.
He wanted to touch her more, and was afraid of bothering her, and finally hesitated to touch her nails and said with a smile, "Are you okay?"
Lu Zhanke was still in a coma without any response.
Ai Changhuan looked at Lu Zhanke infatuatedly, and found that he did not see enough, and his eyes were reluctant to blink.
Is he really okay? He's still worried.
At this time, the door of the ward was opened, and Madam Lu Zhanguo walked in, followed by her grandfather and Madam Lu. Their faces were extremely heavy, and it seemed like something bad had happened.
She also saw Madam Lu's eyes red and swollen, like she was crying.
Ai Changhuan's heart stiffened, her skinny shoulders shivering.
"Xiaohuan, are you awake?" Grandfather Ai rushed over to see Ai Changhuan who had risen by a glance.
I heard that Ai Changhuan suddenly fainted. Father Ai was almost scared to death. This was the only seedling in his old Ai family. What can he do if something happens again?
Looking at the grandfather who was suddenly much older, Ai Changhuan immediately wet his eyes: "Grandfather, I'm fine. Lu Zhanke's.”.
Pak Ai's face was stiff, like holding something back, but she finally just sighed heavily and turned her head.
Ai Changhuan had already predicted something, but she refused to believe: "No ... No, how is this possible?"
He turned to look at the three others in the room, with a hint of pleading in his eyes: "Please, tell me, what happened?"
He expected to hear negative answers from them.
Madam Lu put her face aside, and her eyes turned red.
He looked at the Marines again, waiting for his answer.
Lu Zhanqing's eyes fell: "Yesterday, after you passed out, the doctor immediately performed a second operation on Zhan Ke, but .... it was very unsuccessful ... Zhan Ke ..."
A calm and composed person like Lu Zhanqing was confused at this moment.
After taking a deep breath, he continued: "Doctor said, Zhan Ke's hand might not be okay."
This meant that Lu Zhanke's right hand would be revoked, he could no longer lift it, could no longer buy weapons, and could no longer do anything about it.
No. .. how this may be .. how this may be …
Ai Changhuan softened, and fell straight from the bed to the ground, her mouth continuously muttering: "I don't believe ... You lied to me... Ground battles To him is obviously good ... he is very strong, Do you know? He can run eight kilometers with me on his back, but he's not even breathing. He could choose dozens of people. He also said that he would teach me military blows ... He is the most powerful shooter. Nothing .... no one can beat him .. nothing! “
In an instant, he cried.
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