svetikya Chapter 201
Chapter 201
After Zhang Xing went downstairs, he did not leave directly, but hurried to the nurse's station to ask something.
Because Zhang Xing carefully calculated the time he went to the abandoned factory in the West District, he remembered the scene very clearly, which was around 3 o'clock in the morning.
He rushed from the chaotic explosion site in the Central District to the abandoned factory in the West District. Because the car was driving at a very fast speed, it only took forty minutes.
After entering the abandoned factory, he found Mingdi's sniper rifle, and then received a call from team leader Geng Jianhui, which took about an hour. In other words, team leader Geng Jianhui called him around 4 o'clock in the morning.
According to the hospital, the time when they learned about Jingzhi's identity was after 4:30 in the morning. If we infer based on this time, then the team leader Geng Jianhui was not notified by the hospital when he learned about Jingzhi's car accident.
Zhang Xing stood in front of the nurse's desk, his hands unconsciously clenched, and asked with a trembling voice: "Miss Nurse, please help me confirm again, have you disclosed the situation of Jing Ji's surgery to the outside world?"
The nurse raised her head, a trace of fatigue and helplessness flashed in her eyes. She sighed softly and said: "Sir, I have confirmed again and again that we have not disclosed the situation of this patient to any unit."
After getting this answer, Zhang Xing's face instantly became more gloomy, and his eyes were full of doubts and confusion.
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Walking out of the hospital, the first ray of sunlight in the morning gently shone on Zhang Xing's face. After a night, Zhang Xing seemed to have experienced an extremely long life journey, physically and mentally exhausted. Although the sun was warm, it could not penetrate the haze in his heart. His footsteps were heavy, as if every step required all his strength.
Overnight, a team member in the group suffered a car accident and is now a semi-vegetative state. Another team member is missing and his life or death is unknown. Another team member's girlfriend is also in a coma. This sudden change, like a nightmare, completely broke their originally peaceful life.
The streets of Zhangxing were still bustling, and people were busy starting a new day, but for Zhangxing, the whole world seemed to have lost its color.
All this happened overnight, and for Zhangxing, everything seemed a little unreal, as if it was a terrible nightmare.
The hustle and bustle of the streets and alleys echoed in his ears, but it seemed so far away and strange.
He looked at the people coming and going, and a deep sense of helplessness surged in his heart. Those laughter and those busy figures formed a sharp contrast with his mood at the moment.
But the facts are so cruel, cold and ruthless in front of him, making it impossible to escape.
Zhangxing thought of Jingzhi's once vigorous figure and hearty laughter, but now he can only lie on the hospital bed. When he wakes up and whether he can wake up is an unknown. There is also Mingdi whose whereabouts are unknown. They once went through life and death together and faced countless dangers and challenges together, but now they don't know where he is. There is also Chihu's girlfriend, who was innocently implicated in this matter.
This is also the first time that Zhang Xing has experienced the cruelty of this career so deeply and personally since joining Guoan.
Although he walked out of the hospital, Zhang Xing at this moment no longer knew what to do. The successive blows, coupled with the interruption of various clues, have made him lost.
He is like a child lost in the dark, unable to find his way home.
Everything around him became blurred, and all kinds of chaotic pictures and thoughts kept flashing through his mind.
Touching his hungry stomach, Zhang Xing finally chose to go to a bun shop not far from the hospital.
The steamer at the door of the bun shop was steaming hot, and it was like a cloud of mist in front of the store. The boss skillfully wrapped the buns, his fingers danced flexibly, and the plump buns quickly took shape.
The skillful movements were like a wonderful performance, which made people dazzled. The proprietress greeted customers enthusiastically on the side, with a kind smile on her face, warming people's hearts like the morning sun.
In the store, customers are standing or sitting, and office workers are in a hurry to buy a few buns, paying and biting them, as if to compress this short breakfast time to the extreme.
Their eyes reveal fatigue and anticipation for a new day of work. The buns in their hands are the source of their energy. Several elderly people tasted slowly and chatted with acquaintances around them from time to time. Their faces are full of traces of time, and every wrinkle tells a story.
Their words are full of insights into life and memories of the past. The peaceful atmosphere makes people feel the good years.
A student in school uniform sat in the corner, eating a bun while looking at thetextbooks, his eyes focused and determined.
He is working hard for his future, and every bite of buns gives him the strength to move forward. A young mother is patiently coaxing her child to eat buns. The child mischievously spreads the bun stuffing everywhere, but the mother is not angry at all. She just gently wipes the stains on the child's face, her eyes full of tenderness and love.
In the corner, a couple sits opposite each other, sharing a bun with each other, with happy smiles on their faces. They only have each other in their eyes, as if the whole world is left with only the two of them.
The steaming heat, noisy voices, and satisfied expressions together constitute this scene full of human fireworks, making people feel the most real and warmest side of life.
However, Zhang Xing has not felt such a scene for a long time.
He sat in the corner, watching all this silently, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Once, he also had such an ordinary and warm life, but since he chose this special profession, he has been drifting away from these beautiful things.
Zhang Xing casually ordered two steamed buns and a bowl of soy milk, took out his personal mobile phone, and called his father Zhang Ming.
Firstly, he hadn't called home for a long time, and secondly, Zhang Xing's heart was very chaotic. He wanted to call his father Zhang Ming to try to dispel the chaos in his heart.
Although Zhang Ming was just an ordinary fisherman, in Zhang Xing's mind, his father Zhang Ming was his reassurance from childhood to adulthood. Whether it was going to school or looking for a job, his father Zhang Ming could often give him a lot of advice.
Although he had joined Guoan now, he was destined not to be able to tell his family many things, but sometimes, listening to what his parents said was also a kind of spiritual comfort for him.
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