Chapter 195 Five Floating 32 Nothingness

Xing Conglian's body was full of gunpowder smoke, from guns and ammunition, and from the explosives that blew up the entire mining area. This was probably the closest Lin Chen ever had to the truth that came from Xing Conglian's bones. However, it was superfluous to say anything and ask any questions now. Xing Conglian's breathing gradually slowed down in his ears, like hot milk soaked in honey, making people drowsy.

Lin Chen's fingers gradually loosened, but when he was about to fall asleep, there seemed to be something in his heart reminding him, he squeezed the injured hand, and the pain suddenly woke him up: "Where is Duanyang, are you still alive?"

He suddenly opened his eyes and asked.

Lin Chen thought that his subtle movements could not escape Xing Conglian's perception, Xing Conglian let go of Lin Chen's hand, propped up his body and sat beside the bed, he lifted Lin Chen's swollen and about to rot hand, His face suddenly turned cold. Of course, it's not entirely because of the annoying hoop on Lin Chen's left ring finger, at least Xing Conglian told himself that.

Lin Chen curled his fingers slightly, although his movements were still nervous, but his eyes were full of love: "Don't be angry, I'll explain it to you when I'm ready."

Yes, damn love. Xing Conglian felt that a certain skill of Lin Chen was simply unlearned by a teacher. In short, when Lin Chen looked at him with a peaceful but affectionate look, he could only obediently pick up the headset that was thrown on the ground just now to learn about the latest progress. .

Just then, there was a loud knock on the door.

Although it is clear that the dynasty must have been eavesdropping outside just now, but now the young man dares to slam the door with a desperate attitude, there must be an emergency.

"Boss, boss open the door!" Chao Dynasty's faint voice came through the door.

Lin Chen also propped up the bed and wanted to sit up. Xing Conglian glared at the man on the bed as if warning, and went over to open the door. Before he could speak, Wang Chao said, "Boss, Doctor Duan can't do it anymore."

Xing Conglian took a deep breath. Although he knew that death might not be a relief for Duan Wanshan, at this moment, he still felt that death was such a cruel thing that no one could escape.

Suddenly, Lin Chen's weak voice came from behind: "Doctor Duan... Which Duan?"

He turned around and saw that Lin Chen's face was twice as white as before, and even his lips were completely bloodless, which was no different from the white paper.

He saw fear in Lin Chen's eyes again - "Duan Wanshan?"

Lin Chen asked.

When he heard the name from Lin Chen's mouth, Xing Conglian also had a creepy feeling, after all, it was Lin Chen, and he had already guessed the answer just by seeing his face.

"Take me." Lin Chen finally sat up with difficulty.

Wang Chao ran to the ground next to Lin Chen's bed and squatted down, looking helpless: "Brother Achen, why are you injured so badly, what are you going to do?"

Of course, Xing Conglian was unwilling to take Lin Chen to see Duan Wanshan. Lin Chen's current situation is obviously not suitable for experiencing any grief of life and death.

"Take me." Lin Chen insisted again, "If Duanyang is still alive, please tell him, come back sooner, hurry up..."

Lin Chen's voice trembled, but he forced himself to be calm. Apparently, when he wanted to wake up, even if someone shot him in the temple with a gun, he would keep his eyes open. Xing Conglian's face darkened again, he walked to Lin Chen's bedside, and only asked, "What if I say no?"

Lin Chen didn't say anything, just grabbed his cuff with his hand. Because he held it so hard, the juice from the wound mixed with blood and water flowed out of his palm.

Kang An's voice came from the headset, Xing Conglian listened for a moment, looked at Lin Chen, and said to the person on the other end of the headset, "Doctor Duan is dying. On the premise of ensuring safety, bring Duanyang and withdraw as soon as possible."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Chen said again, "Don't tell Duan Yang that Doctor Duan is going to die soon." Lin Chen said in a very calm and very angry voice, "I'm afraid that he will go crazy on the road, it will be unsafe, let them Just withdraw as soon as possible."

After Lin Chen finished speaking, he began to cough violently, and pulled him to the ground.

"Don't tell Dr. Duan Yang the news, just withdraw it as soon as possible." According to Lin Chen's request, he said word by word, although he wanted to knock Lin Chen out immediately, he could only bend down, pick up the person, and rush go out.

...

Duanyang always felt that something was happening.

He couldn't explain the feeling, as if someone had smashed his heavenly cover with a heavy hammer. Just a few minutes ago, the masked man who had kidnapped him thousands of miles to Dana was killed by a stray bullet.

When Lu Jia died, she was facing the sky with her eyes wide open, very unwilling. But the bullets worked so fast that he didn't even have time to say any last words before he died. Without Lu Jia, Duanyang obviously couldn't get on the helicopter. At that moment, he looked up at the sky and looked all around, utterly at a loss. He didn't know what all this was for. The shock wave of the explosion of the factory knocked him to the ground. He lay in the bricks and gravel.

Now it seems that Lin Chen's death is meaningless, and he will be hit by death immediately.

Then, he heard a distant voice from a distance, someone was calling his name.

He always thought it was an auditory hallucination, he even thought it was the teacher's call, the dust in the sky seemed to gather at that moment into a face that was always serious and handsome. The teacher, dressed in a very formal smoky gray suit and a checkerboard cashmere scarf, took his hand, correcting his not-so-standard stitching.

It was at that time that Duanyang seemed to be smashed with a hammer. He struggled to sit up from the ground. Because of the explosion, everything around him was quiet except for the rustling sound of the wall collapsing. The next moment, he was pulled up by someone.

A face mixed with camouflage paint appeared in front of him. The man showed his white teeth and asked him, "Is it Duanyang?"

Duanyang opened his mouth and found that he couldn't speak, so he could only nod reluctantly.

"Okay, come with me." While speaking, the man grabbed him and ran away. Duanyang wanted to ask "who are you" and "why did you save me?" When he is alive, these bullshit problems are not important. He used all his strength to roar, "I still have a friend, in that building, can..."

"Are you stupid!" The other party turned back, "Consultant Lin, right? Of course he asked me to save you!"

Duanyang ran wildly and said excitedly: "Is Consultant Lin okay? He is not in good health. Be careful not to let him get hurt again..."

Duanyang babbled all the way, but as soon as he ran to a collapsed factory building, he obviously saw the person who led him fleeing for his life paused. The man gave him a deep look with strange eyes, and Duanyang had a very bad premonition in his heart again, but when the man was about to say something, he suddenly closed his mouth and just said, "Come on, the boat is about to leave. already."

...

When Lin Chen saw the dying patient on the bed in the room, he didn't know how things could become like this. There must be someone playing a huge joke with him, other than that, there is no explanation.

Wang Dynasty quickly dragged a back chair, and Xing Conglian put him down in the chair. In fact, he really did not have any physical strength to maintain his sitting position at that time. Xing Conglian had to wrap his arms around him again, so that he could barely maintain a sitting posture.

At the beginning of everything, he had heard the detailed description of Dr. Duan from Jiang Fu and Duanyang. He always felt that he should be a handsome doctor, gentle and polite, maybe even that kind of woman. The patient blushes when he sees it. This one on the bed is really far from the sentences in those memories.

Although he could barely see the outline of the handsome face under the skinny skin of the other's face, the teacher who made Duanyang fascinated was obviously not supposed to be like this.

He bent down slightly and held Duan Wanshan's dry fingers.

Duan Wanshan seemed to sense something, barely opened his eyes, and looked at him with gentle and peaceful eyes.

Although Duan Wanshan probably didn't have the strength to speak, but at that moment, Lin Chen had the illusion of being looked into the depths of his soul.

He was so sad in his heart that he didn't even know whether he should tell Duan Wanshan about Duanyang. This was a difficult situation to deal with. If Duan Wanshan didn't know this, would it be good?

He looked at Xing Conglian helplessly, but Xing Conglian nodded at him.

Lin Chen turned his head and said to Duan Wanshan word by word, "Duanyang has been with me these past few days. We were kidnapped and brought here by accident, so please hold on for a while, he will be here soon."

The man on the snow-white sheet blinked, revealing a wise and calm gaze. Lin Chen clearly saw the joy in his eyes at that moment, but the joy was replaced by despair and helplessness: "Oh, that's really... It's not a coincidence."

Lin Chen didn't know what to say, he could only hold Duan Wanshan's hand and say, "He loves you very much. On the way we were kidnapped... I have been using a book to deceive him with a little more faith. I told him that when a When a person's belief is strong enough, he can do anything. Then he really believes it, and keeps nagging along the way, so that I must keep one person in my mind, persist in living, and keep repeating this topic." Lin Chen glanced at Xing Conglian and said, "The reason why he is like this is that he thinks this method is very effective, because when he thinks of you, he is full of fighting spirit to survive."

Duan Wanshan blinked, as if he understood everything. He looked at them with a smile: "Your one must be pseudoscience... with me... it doesn't work."

Lin Chen even felt that it was very difficult to breathe: "I know that life and death have fate, but please see him one last time."

At this time, Xing Conglian put the headset into his ear, the sound of running and the sound of heavy breathing came clearly through the headset, and Kang An kept reporting their specific location there.

At this time, Lin Chen heard Duan Wanshan's extremely helpless tone, and said slowly, "Don't you think... seeing this face... for... for... a dying person like me, is it too difficult?"

Lin Chen certainly understood the difficulty in Duan Wanshan's mouth. When he mentioned the word Duanyang, the look in Duan Wanshan's eyes already explained everything.

He didn't know what was going on in the middle, and he couldn't ask for it, but when the two people who loved each other had no time to express their intentions but were forced to face life and death, it would be meaningless bullshit to see the last one, how could they not Regret, how can you not regret it?

Duan Wanshan seemed to see what he was thinking, squeezed his hand lightly, and said, "I won't regret it, my life has been very meaningful, even if it is Duanyang, I believe I have taught him well. ." Duan Wanshan looked at them and said, "Mr. Xing knows."

Xing Conglian said coldly, "I know shit."

"Then...then... those requests of mine?" Duan Wanshan asked with a smile.

"Why are you threatening me when you are dying?"

Lin Chen frowned and let out a low cough.

For some reason, Xing Conglian immediately said: "Okay, I promise you, do you really want to see your student for the last time?"

Duan Wanshan did not answer this question. He retracted his gaze and looked up at the ceiling. His thoughts seemed to drift far away. Some very slight words and phrases overflowed from his mouth. After Lin Chen carefully identified them, he realized that it should be a song. Psalm:

Shall I compare thee to a Summers day

Thou art more lovely and more temperate

On one side was Duan Wanshan's sigh when he was about to die, and on the other side was the sound of bullets, running, and rapid breathing, Lin Chen felt that he was about to be torn in half.

He clenched Duan Wanshan's hand again, but it seemed that no matter what he said, he couldn't stop Duan Wanshan's eyes from closing gradually.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of Maie

And summers lease hath all too short a date

"Second floor, 204." Lin Chen looked at Duan Wanshan's face and told the people on the other side of the headset.

The people on the other end had already rushed into the cabin and were trying their best to push away everyone who stood in their way.

Duan Wanshan's voice has become lighter...

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimm'd

The sound of crazy footsteps finally got closer, and Duan Wanshan's voice gradually returned to nothingness.

The door suddenly opened, and Lin Chen felt his hands light up.

He turned his head to look at the door, Duanyang's face was blurred in his field of vision...