Vol 3 Chapter 335: Crying and laughing, crying and laughing

Outside the intensive care unit, Zhou Ze sat against the wall in the aisle, holding a burning cigarette in his hand, and below, a cigarette butt.
Lao Zhang was still lying inside, the situation did not get better, but continued to deteriorate.
It has passed overnight,
Maybe for Lao Zhang,
His day is one more night, and his life can be counted with his fingers, and not in units of "days", but in units of "hours".
Even if Zhou Ze doesn't want to admit it, but because of the professionalism of a doctor, he knows in his own mind that, in terms of illness and treatment, Lao Zhang is really a bit "returning to power."
Not all diseases can expect miracles. People always like to promote the spirit of "optimism and positiveness", which can create miracles and defeat the disease.
But that’s just an instinctive way for people to talk and entertain themselves,
Otherwise, there will be no doctors in the hospital, and the speakers who specially give the chicken soup and blood class to the senior high school and junior students will be able to cure the disease.
The cigarette in his hand was pressed against the aisle tile,
Zhou Ze bowed his head,
Eyes closed slightly,
Rather than saying that he is continuing to observe the situation now, it is better to say that he is waiting for the soul of Lao Zhangzhen to appear after his death.
at least,
I can still have a few words with Lao Zhang,
say something
Ask Lao Zhang what else can't be put down,
Ask him if he has the habit of digging pits everywhere or hiding a passbook under the sofa. He can help him find it and give it to his son or ex-wife.
Old and sick
Yin and yang rotation,
Even if you become a ghost, you still can't resist this trend, and you can't really change it.
Boss Zhou hasn’t been so powerless for a long time. The last time this feeling appeared was many years ago. At that time, I had just entered the business, and I also had ideals, dreams, and that kind of simple desire.
But after the rescue failed again and again, after seeing the patient finally let go,
The powerlessness, the paleness, the sense of failure and decadence,
The most torture.
But later, I got used to it.
Zhou Ze smiled,
I thought I could change some things after I became a ghost, but I just experienced the emotions I didn't want to face again.
This feeling,
It's really bad.
But you should look at it, whether you want it or not, you still have to look at it.
"Are you suffering too?"
Lao Zhang in the ward should also be very painful.
death,
Perhaps for him, it was really a relief.
Just as Zhou Ze wanted to save the old man whose Yangshou had already exhausted, the other party might just ask for a happy one.
Large area burns lie there, even if comatose or anesthetized, but the pain is unavoidable,
Ordinary people have two nights of pain when cutting an appendix, not to mention the situation in front of them.
At this point,
Instead, Zhou Ze wanted to open it,
When old Zhang is dead, when he is relieved of pain,
When he took advantage of his soul to go to hell,
Smoking another cigarette with him,
Blow for a while,
like,
It's quite pleasant.
seem,
The shadow and repression of death has dissipated a lot at this moment, and it is not so unacceptable.
Outside, there were rapid footsteps.
Mr. Zhang's men or people in the bureau should have come to see him,
Since Lao Zhang was sent to the rescue room yesterday afternoon, the people who visited him can be said to be endless. Many people came immediately after the end of duty, just to accompany Lao Zhang outside the ward.
It stands to reason that with this kind of personality, the popularity should not be so good.
Probably, it was because he was about to hang up. He was about to die. The previous complaints didn’t matter anymore. The rest was the admiration for his personal integrity.
However, the one who came this time looked a bit young.
He was wearing jeans and short blue sleeves. After running over, he directly faced the window and shouted at the old Zhang in the intensive care unit:
"Dad! Dad! Dad!!!"
Zhou Ze was a little surprised,
Looked up at him,
Seeing him have the urge to force open the intensive care unit,
Boss Zhou immediately stood up and stretched his hand against the shoulder of the other party:
"Do not impulse."
The other person shuddered and took a deep breath, but the tears in his eyes had already dripped out uncontrollably, and he finally sat back slowly against the wall, holding his head and crying.
Boss Zhou stood beside him, watching the young man vent his emotions.
a long time,
The young man looked up to Zhou Ze:
"How is my dad, doctor?"
Before he came, he should have received a briefing. On the way back, he should have called on his own. There is no need to conceal or hide such things. Family members have the right to know the truth.
Therefore, the reason why he asked Zhou Ze now is just to seek a little psychological relief.
Not many people have the courage to face the bleak reality calmly, most people still need to coax, if no one coaxes themselves, just coax themselves.
But unfortunately,
He asked the wrong person.
"Oh, dying."
"…………"young people.
Can imagine,
If it was not Lao Zhang’s son who was also a police school student, inheriting some of Zhang’s good qualities,
For someone else,
Zhou Ze must be beaten now.
"I tried my best, but there is no way, he has too much burn area, and the postoperative reaction is very bad." Zhou Ze continued, "It is eight o'clock in the morning, it is almost alive tonight, even if you live tonight. It’s a miracle."
"I don't believe it, I don't think my dad will die." The young man gritted his teeth.
"Ok."
Zhou Ze reached out and patted the head of the young man below, soothing his only stubbornness.
He had a relationship with Lao Zhang by brotherhood, and this young man was naturally Zhou Ze's nephew.
"How about your mother?" Zhou Ze asked.
The hospital's critical illness notice has been issued long ago, and the specific situation has also been notified by President Lin and the police station.
"She lived abroad and called me. She couldn't come back temporarily." The young man replied, "According to your doctor, she has no time to come back."
Naked...official?
Zhou Ze frowned slightly, and secretly waited for Zhang Zhang to raise his braid, so he had to say to his dead soul that as a cadre of the people's police, he actually let his ex-wife flees to the beautiful emperor who died. It seems that the family ideological work can not reach home.
"Moreover, my mother’s current husband seems to be in the hospital, and she cannot return."
The young man stood up slowly. He first glanced at the cigarette butts in the ground, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze took the cigarette,
Nod,
Then this is not a naked officer?
After all, they are married.
Fortunately, the young man didn't know what Zhou Ze was thinking, otherwise, no matter how good the quality was, he couldn't stop his impulse to hit people.
To be honest, Lao Zhang is also very pitiful, and the family's hardships are chasing Zhou Ze's little pharaoh,
But still failed to reach the height of Lao Wang.
Zhou Ze has always felt that if Wang Ke is willing, he can write a book with his own experience, which will definitely be more popular than the so-called bitter novels.
At that time, he will set up a column for his book in the bookstore, focusing on this.
"I never thought my dad was a good father," the young man said.
"Well." Zhou Zeshen agrees.
"But he is a good policeman."
"Well." Zhou Ze still thought deeply.
"Now, he is dying." The young man sighed. "Until now, I have the illusion that he will survive, just like every time he went out on a mission to catch fugitives, I and I Both mothers are worried at home, but he will return home the same the next day."
"There is good news to tell you." Zhou Ze said.
"What good news?"
"The gangster, who has not survived last night, is already dead."
"Thank you," the young man said.
He didn't think about revenge now, only his father's safety.
Zhou Ze was a little uncomfortable, because when the man died, he was busy performing surgery on Zhang Yanfeng, and when he went again, his soul had already gone to and could not be found.
If he was on the scene at that time, he would never let him die so simple and simple. When he was alive, Zhou Ze was inconvenient to move him, but after his death, Zhou Ze was in the control of him.
No matter how wronged and misfortuned in society and life are, those who impose anger and harm on children are not worthy of sympathy.
At this time, there was a noise outside.
Looking around, it was a group of children, with their parents standing behind.
The children are holding a bunch of flowers in their hands, and some even bring their own folded paper cranes and planes. Everyone came together quietly. As for the adults, they stayed where they were.
These ones,
All were the children rescued by Zhang Yanfeng from the gangsters.
The children may not understand what is grateful. After all, they still go to kindergarten. It is estimated that they don't know the truth. Even most of them may be too scared to remember what happened yesterday.
But their parents remember that they organized everyone to come together in the WeChat group of parents, no matter how busy the parents are, they also took leave to accompany their children.
When these children grow up, their parents will tell him about it. In the future, these children will believe that there are good policemen in this world because their lives were saved by a police uncle.
The young man looked at this scene and watched the children arrange the flowers and paper cranes neatly outside the monitoring room. He cried again, buried his head deeply, and choked so badly.
Zhou Ze subconsciously smoked another cigarette~EbookFREE.me~ But after looking at the children around, he still took it back.
Two daring children lay prone on the side of the window and looked inwards. When they saw Zhang Yanfeng lying inside, one was startled, continuously backed away, and the other cried directly.
It is really,
So scary!
"puff!"
Zhou Ze laughed.
While smiling, Zhou Ze hugged the young man's shoulder and pointed at the crying child to show him.
The young man raised his head,
Crying, crying, looking at the child, and laughing,
Laughing,
Tears...