Chapter 960 Su Feng: I Admit It, I Am Really Reluctant

The news of the destruction of t-s was sent back to the capital at dawn on Monday morning.

When Minister Zheng told Lu Qingqiao on the phone, he couldn't help but be happy in his words.

Huo Jin cleaned up the scene that day, and led the team back to the capital in the evening.

But the helicopter that came back earlier than Huo Jin and his party stopped at 8 o'clock in the morning on the apron on the roof of the Lutian Hospital.

Lu Qingqiao and Qin Xi rushed to Lutian Hospital at 8:30, and saw Wei Yipei who came back with him and Rong Ye who was flying a helicopter.

The two of them were sitting on the chairs outside the operating room, their bodies were more or less stained with the blood of Shen Yang and Su Feng.

Wei Yipei explained to the two.

It was Shen Yang who was injured, and Su Feng was operating on him.

"When the two of them destroyed t-s in a closed space, a molecular reaction exploded suddenly. Shen Yang stood in front of Su Feng. During the explosion, he suffered extensive burns, his abdomen was pierced by surgical instruments, he lost blood, his ribs were broken, and his organs were damaged. , his life is in danger, and the medical conditions there are insufficient, so we brought him back to the capital by helicopter, and we have already contacted Lutian Hospital to make preparations on the way..."

The explosion happened very suddenly at that time, and only affected Su Feng and Shen Yang in the closed room. If Su Feng hadn't been awake and confirmed that t-s had been destroyed, no one would have dared to open the closed space to rescue the two.

Although Su Feng was protected, he also suffered some injuries. When Wei Yipei treated the wound for him, he saw his fingers embedded in the wound with his own eyes, as if he was using the pain to calm himself down.

Lu Qingqiao asked Wei Yipei and Rong Ye to prepare clean clothes and a place to rest, while she and Qin Xi stayed outside the operating room to wait.

During the period, Minister Zheng also came, but the operation was not over yet, so he left because he still had things to do.

It was not until two o'clock in the afternoon that the lights in the operating room were turned off.

Shen Yang was pushed out of the operating room first, and Su Feng came out slowly behind him, his face was pale and weak when he took off his mask, and his forehead was sweating profusely.

Yi Sui stepped forward to help him, he slowed down for a while, drank some hot water, and then said, "He's fine."

Su Feng still had injuries on his body. After persisting in the operation for so long, he felt as if he had been hollowed out. Lu Qingqiao asked someone to treat the wound for him, and arranged a place for him to eat and rest.

In the evening, Su Feng regained his energy after a good night's sleep, and his face was not so pale.

It's just that after waking up, she didn't go to see Shen Yang, but smoked in the smoking area on the balcony of the VIP ward where she lived temporarily.

When Qin Xi came over, the ashtray in his hand had already accumulated a thick layer of soot.

"Master." Su Feng called out, took a sharp puff of the small cigarette in his hand, and then extinguished the cigarette end.

"Shen Yang hasn't woken up yet." Qin Xi said.

"I know." Su Feng said, looking out of the window at the high-rise buildings covered by dusk, his sickly white face was also covered with a layer of gold, he said, "Master, I will not leave the capital for the time being."

"Well, stay as long as you want." Qin Xi guessed what he was thinking, so he had already arranged for someone to continue to cover his whereabouts.

The two chatted for a while, and after Qin Xi left, Su Feng was still standing on the balcony, leaning back against the wall, watching the sky darken little by little, completely hiding himself in the darkness, it took a long time before he vomited lightly In one breath, he walked out of the room with no lights on and entered Shen Yang's ward.

Looking at the bloodless man on the hospital bed, he leaned over and gently wiped the tiny, imperceptible blood stain on his cheek with his fingers. From a distance, it looked like a red mole, and only he could tell at a glance whether it belonged to something on his face.

The wind outside the window broke in, carrying the remaining warmth from the sun, caressing the two of them, and took away a soft murmur.

"Okay, you won, I admit it, I really don't want to part with it."

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