"Uncle Lei! Uncle Lei... Dad... He was injured by Isno, right!!"
The young girl's voice was anxious but cold, and she said grinding her teeth through the phone line.
"Who are you..."
Raymond had a question mark on his face, why did he call Uncle Why did he know that Old Huo was dying and why did he know Isno?
This crazy girl knows too much...
"Uncle Lei... Dad... Dad... Dad..."
Carl found that even if he contacted Raymond, his anxiety was useless.
"Uh... girl, you... first talk about who you are? Old Huo family? An illegitimate daughter?"
Uncle Tu Lei asked in imagination.
In addition, Alison and Hopson have four adopted daughters. He has seen him and knows that this voice is definitely not from those girls...
"I...I'll arrive soon! Uncle Lei...just like this..."
Carl hung up the phone, sighed, and buried his face in his knees. For the past hour, he was as silent as a stone sculpture.
Think of all the things in the dream.
Could all the misfortunes in the world have been predicted?
Tough guy Hopsen...
The top figure of the Federal Bureau of Foreign Countries.
Take everything with your own strength.
He won't die...
Can't die...
Will God force him to go back?
Carl didn't understand that the second person he left would be Hopsen, who was both a father and a mother.
Good people have short lives, and disasters have been left for thousands of years...
Is this a truth or a sinister accusation of the world?!
The messy thoughts washed Carl's mind like a tide.
He couldn't keep his mind and could not think.
I suddenly lost my mind and lost my mind.
I just want to let the memories in my mind be domineering.
The cold night when I first met my dad.
Carl killed someone.
My father told him that the word Carl, in ancient Arantian, means knife and sword.
A good name, a sharp life.
There is only one such dad in the world.
Hump ​​back, dirty beard.
He is burly and powerful.
The thick hands were covered with cracks and calluses, like the skin of an old tree trunk.
There is always a strong smell of smoke on my body, and the sound of coughing is loud, and I can hear it in the building next door.
It is such a dull warrior with rough and warm palms, regardless of gains and losses, sacrifices his life for the Federation and trains all the future super special police officers.
But... I will not have a good ending.
But then I thought about it, whether it was Hopsen or Carl, the entire Bureau of Dissertation, and even all the police detectives, were engaged in the most dangerous profession in the federal government.
Life and death have destiny, and wealth and honor are in heaven.
It is common for injuries and death to the line of duty.
But few people can see it.
Dad...must wait...Carl called countless words in his heart:
He has not yet married and had children, so he has not allowed his father to enjoy the joy of family.
If Hopsen really can't save him, will he regret every night in his life?
Regret has not grown to the height that Hopsen can put down all the burdens; Regret has not been with my father for many years, and in the few days of spending time together, he is nagging him about the bad things that he is good at smoking; Regret has always been willful and made my father clean up a lot of messes; Regret can't do it any better...
Regrettably, I can't do much for him...
“Um…”
Carl held his head and bowed himself into a lonely circle.
The handsome old guy and Adella sitting in the back seat felt very uncomfortable when they heard the choking from Carl's arms.
Tim, who was driving, quickly looked back, sighed and shook his head.
Stepping on the accelerator, he quickly approached the First Affiliated Medical of Cofen University.
The handsome old man is a very emotional person, and his parents are built on it. He cannot imagine that he will not bow to the cruel reality and refuse to obey him. His nose is sore and he doesn't know how to comfort Carl.
When his stupid girl is sad, she will cry with her father's shoulder.
So, the inspector is sad, what posture should everyone take?
Carl has always been mature and steady, strategizing and omnipotent. Everyone here forgets that he is just a young man in his twenties.
He will be sad, laugh, kill, and fight to the death...
It turns out that they will be fragile and lose.
The atmosphere in the car is heavy...
...
The First Affiliated Hospital of Cofen University.
The smell of disinfectant is always a testimony to countless life dramas of birth and death.
Carl wore sunglasses and hat, wrapped tightly, and his hands and feet were floating, and he crashed into the corridor of the ICU ward.
The Fahai trio in Coffin is half an hour earlier than Carl in San Mateo.
Other brothers and sisters used space chalk and arrived earlier.
The eldest brother sat in the corner at the end, holding his head and blaming himself.
The senior sister wiped her nose; the third brother touched the door frame of the ICU and looked at Kaluyisi who rushed in, and didn't feel something was wrong.
The fourth and fifth brothers were sitting on the ground, pressing the back of their necks, and they were being cleaned up because of a big fuss in the hospital; the sixth quark was covered in rags, with broken holes in his clothes and dirty black stains, with no expression on his face and no focus.
Brother Squatted on the wall, looking at Brother Eighth lying horizontally.
The starling cried like a child who could not support the wall. The whole corridor was filled with depressing sobs - he was too lazy to bear it, and he was too lazy to open his mouth to cry, letting tears flow all over the floor like a faucet.
The tenth sister with colorful braids shrank in the arms of the Eleventh sister, obviously she was tired of crying and was weak and rubbed her eyes on the Eleventh clothes.
The absent Lao Jiu...
"Dad...rescued? Are you awake?"
Carl stared at the red deer eyes, and infinite hope ignited in his heart.
Brothers and sisters are all together.
Not in the operating room, but in the ICU.
Does it mean that the person has been saved?
The third brother glanced at Carl and shook his head.
The others remained silent.
"Dad wouldn't die like this! He could survive... Quark... What happened at that time? How did Dad get hurt?"
Carl couldn't get into the ICU, and now he couldn't catch the doctor and nurse asking about his condition, so he had to catch the quarks participating in the battle.
"Don't ask me."
Quark opened his hand.
"Karl, don't do this... Now... this is useless, we are also anxious, but... brain death... With the ventilator and cardiopulmonary plug-in machine, people will... not..."
The third brother pinched Kaluyisi's back neck.
Just like Dad Hopson used to deal with disobedient cubs.
Holding the back of his neck, no matter how stubborn the donkey is, he can't move.
Now, the third brother will also grab the back of his child’s neck like a kitten, and stop them from making trouble.
Thinking of this, the third brother felt even more uncomfortable.
The third sister-in-law is taking the fastest plane from Northeast China with her children, hoping that Hopson's only third grandchildren can leave some comfort in the last journey of his life...
"Then... how long can you live without removing the machine?"
Carl asked muffled.
"If the machine is not removed, you will die of complications soon." The third brother said slowly.
"Is there no way? We are superpowers! There is no way? Quark! Find a way!" Carl finished yelling at Quark again and asked, "Third brother, can you read what Dad is thinking, right? What did he say? I want to know, what else he has to do..."
Carl fell into a madman and kept talking to himself.
"I can't read it. Come here and see, the EEG is flat, brain dead... deep coma, no consciousness,... living dead... different from vegetatives! They can't wake up."
The third brother pushed Carl to the window.
Chapter completed!