In 2008, Jin Mu felt as if he had fallen into the abyss of memory and had a long dream. In the dream, his mouth was moving and his eyes were full of smiles. He looked at him gently, his eyes shallow and deep, and the pear vortex was not instantaneous, as if it were in his ear.
He couldn't help reaching out and holding her in his arms, but he held a nothingness. He suddenly opened his eyes and the curtains fluttered gently. He looked up at the clock on the wall. At three o'clock in the morning, he thought he had slept for a long time, but in fact it was less than half an hour.
The long night is another sleepless night.
He sat up, suddenly feeling at a loss. I didn't know where I was. I looked out of the window and waited for a while before I was in a daze.
In 2008, when Jin Mu drew blood, Yan Bin organized a short meeting in the emergency room. After discussion, the rescue plan was preliminarily determined and the division of labor was roughly carried out. The relevant staff are ready, and the rescue is being carried out in an orderly manner under the command of Yan Bin. As time went by, bags of blood were swallowed up instantly. The scalpel in Yan Bin's hand is as flexible as a flower. The sudden bleeding finally stopped, and Qiao Zhiman's ECG stabilized. The high-risk alarm was lifted and the operation was finally successful!
At this moment, everyone cried with joy, and with awe of life, they lamented Dr. Yan's superb medical skills and even lamented the miracle of life!
At this moment, everyone forgot the tired and overloaded operation process, hugged each other tightly, and a life could continue!
Life is strong!
After the joy, I suddenly felt extremely tired, and my nervous nerves were suddenly released. Suddenly, it was like being evacuated from my soul. Everyone collapsed on the ground and slept in a mess. Except Yan Bin, of course.
At this time, it is difficult for even my daughter to buy a comfortable sleep.
Indoor snoring, Yan Bin took off his mask and looked at the people on the floor. His heart is full of sympathy and bitterness. He walked the same road as them. When he just got his doctor's license, he and Yan Xi were forced to separate. In order not to be defeated by memories, he took one major operation after another. After the operation, he collapsed directly in front of someone else's bed and slept unconscious, so that when he closed his eyes, it wouldn't be all sunset.
He sighed, turned around and put his hand in the pocket of his white coat. In front of the operating table, Qiao Zhiman lay there quietly, looking weak and as white as a sheet. Even so, it strangely attracted his attention, which was enough to form a landscape.
He looked at her carefully, from eyebrows to lips, and then from lips to eyebrows. Finally, the line of sight stayed in her eyes. Under the projection of the dome light, there seems to be something hanging on her long curly eyelashes. He bent down slightly and took a closer look. I don't know if this is sweat or tears, but it reflects the aura of the stars.
He stood there, lost in thought.
. . . . . .
When Jin Mu came in, he called his assistant, Qin Fei, and asked him to send Dean Lin and Monsoon back to rest respectively. He stayed and told the nurse who opened the door to treat everyone to a midnight snack.
Nurse Xiao Liu was flattered, and her heart was already in full bloom. It is said that every woman in Cannes, whether an innocent girl or a white-haired old woman, has a dream, and that is to look forward to meeting the rumored male god himself one day, even if she can only glance at it from a distance and die without regret.
Xiao Liu is struggling to death at the moment. Look at the rescue workers in a room behind her. Her eyebrows screwed tightly. At this moment, she really wants to throw a super bomb in and wake them all up. She hates iron and doesn't produce it. How can you sleep unconscious at a critical time? She looked down upon them unkindly.
However, contempt belongs to contempt, and her brain can still be brought. Her infatuation is small, and the doctors are tense.
So, she piled up a full face of laughter and tried to smile beautifully, but what she didn't know was that the smile was actually uglier than crying, which belonged to the disappointment that young girls could not hide.
She was very sad, so she smiled and said to Nian Jin Mu, "Thank you, Nian Zong. You see that they were tired for a long time and fell asleep on the ground. "
She still tried, "Why don't we have a big meal another day?"
"Good" Jin Mu nodded and looked at, "Dr Yan? Sleep on the ground, too? "
"ah? What? " Xiao Liu was suddenly released by the good words he should have, which led her to miss the following question.
Jin Mu looked at her and asked faintly, "What happened to Dr. Yan?"
"Oh, Dr. Yan, he just went out."
"Did you go home?" The patient is out of danger, his task has been completed, and it is natural to go home. Just to Jin Mu's surprise, Yan Bin was so deserted that he found it hard to see him again and didn't say hello before he left.
"Go home? I don't think so. When Dr. Yan just left, he just said that he would go out for a while and told me to take good care of the injured. " Xiao Liu said to himself, "When Dr. Yan went out, he looked very strange. Maybe he is in a hurry. "
"I see, you also go and have a rest." Jin Mu lightly charged 1, turned and strode down the elevator.
Liu's heart has long been drunk!
There is a car parked quietly downstairs. The driver in the driver's seat is a little older. Jin Mu called him Wang Bo in 1998, and he drove for Nian's family. Jin Mu has been following him since his father died in. He is also very close to Wang Bo. Wang Bo treated him like his own son.
Heirs saw Jin Mu get off the elevator in the distance. He quickly got out of the car and opened the back door. When Jin Mu got on the bus, he put a thermos bucket in Jin Mu's hand from the front seat. His words were full of concern. "Drink while it's hot. This is chicken soup that Ma Xu deliberately smashed for several hours. "
Jin Mu hesitated for a second and put it aside. He leaned back wearily in the leather chair, closed his eyes and rubbed his aching temples with his hands, his voice dull and dry. "Wang Bo, drive."
Heirs sighed, turned away and silently started the car. The black body melted in the thick night and gradually disappeared in the distance.
Yan Bin leaned against the railing of the corridor, watching Jin Mu's car go away, and his eyes slowly withdrew, and it was difficult to calm down on the railing. His deep eyes were full of rage in the dark, and the smoke kept coming, and his heart was rolling with surging emotions. Between ups and downs, an idea came into being.
On the quiet and deserted street, the cool wind blew from the open roof. In 2008, Jin Mu's brain was sober and his body was very tired.
Wang Bo sighed silently. He knew that four years later, Jin Mu couldn't get away.
While driving, Wang Bobian secretly observed him in the rearview mirror. From getting on the bus to now, reading Jin Mu's solemn black made him a little breathless. Of course he knows what day it was yesterday and where his gloomy and unpredictable mood came from. He just didn't expect that Jin Mu, who was invincible in business, could not live out that time in his heart after many years.
In recent years, he witnessed how Jin Mu expanded its business territory infinitely, and his business empire was almost omnipotent. He thought that as long as he worked hard to get through that time, there was still a vast sky ahead.
And he will never forget it.
Pain is pain, and he doesn't want to forget it, just like Zhu Shazhi in his heart, it will never go out.
The only thing he can do is to keep looking, looking and looking.
At the door of the villa, Jin Mu, who has been sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a faint restraint in his voice. He said, "Heir, get off here first. I have to go somewhere." The heir sighed again and said nothing. He silently pushed open the door and glanced at the insulation barrel left alone, without any trace of movement.
In the middle of April, the night is as cool as water. When Jin Mu got down from the back seat, it was just a cool breeze. Wearing a thin coat, he was suddenly more awake by the gust of wind. Unconsciously, he folded his suit jacket, bypassed the front of the car and came to the driver's seat. He was about to open the door. Next to it, a sad voice floated in the cool air. Sighing is an heir. He thought for a moment and said, "Kim, let it go."
Jin Mu's body, together with his hand on the doorknob, stagnated for a moment, and then his heart sank. Without saying anything, he opened the door and bent down to sit in. The action was a bit abrupt, and my head was hit by the roof. He grabbed the ignition and ran away with the low roar of the engine.
The silver-gray sports car wandered aimlessly after leaving the heir's sight. The cold and desolate night, the quiet and deserted street, the tears in his eyes were thus vented. The speed of the car has been slowing down, and finally it gradually stopped and stopped under a tall French buttonwood. The cold moonlight shone obliquely on him through the densely stitched leaves, lonely and lonely.
He smoked one cigarette after another, with a heavy heart. "It has been four years, for four years. Where have you been? " If love is providential, I would rather never meet you again. I only hope that you will remain quiet and safe in this world and be independent after death. "
In these four years, Jin Mu hypnotized himself again and again in 2006. Even the police said it was possible that no one was alive, but he just didn't want to believe it.
Just like, no one will believe that absolute monarch, fickle chaebol tycoon Jin Mu built a city in his heart in 1996 and lived with a widow.
Everyone says that Jin Mu has appreciated women's taste for many years and has never changed.
Under the Universal Group, the cosmetics department will produce a new product every quarter, and the spokespersons are all fresh, graceful and serene without exception, either with similar appearance or similar temperament.