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Chapter 902: The sensitive head who loves to think

[elder brother!]
Alison opened his mouth and frowned.
When I saw Carl's avoidant expression, I knew that something must have happened.
[Sister! Why are you here? Why don’t you see Avis and the others, who is injured!]
Alison quickly gestured and had guessed the answer.
"You go back to the ward first, I'm here."
Carl didn't want to stimulate her and was used to driving people.
But Alison is no longer the little white rabbit who obeys the rules.
The people she cares about are enough to give her the courage to disobey his brother.
[No one is going to tell me something?! Where is Avis! What about the others? Talking about it! What am I going back to the ward now? Are you scared? Just kidding!!]
The girl was obviously very anxious, but the three of them were just looking at each other and did not dare to speak.
"He... was attacked by a soil bomb at close range while on the mission and immediately entered the operating room... He was afraid that you would be too worried and not be good for the injury, so he wanted to tell you when the operation was finished."
[Will he die? Is he... seriously injured? How long has the surgery been? Why haven't he come out yet! He won't die!]
Alison gestured randomly and kept asking Ivis if he would die.
Even if Ai Gou was only breathing, Alison had already made up his mind to accompany him for the rest of his life at that moment...
Never leave, never give up.
"The doctor didn't say anything... wait, the operation..."
Carl said tiredly.
He blamed himself for being too careless and did not expect to take action.
Ineffective protection of subordinates, poor thinking...
He clearly has the ability to predict any risks, but he only focuses on Vannis. He relaxes after he catches it, which leads to Ivis and Marcole in danger...
Carl couldn't face Alison's questioning and wanted to lend his life to Ivis.
[Brother... he will be fine, right... he will definitely be able to save it, right... why...
Alison had no way to vent, so he could only keep shaking his brother.
No matter how old she grows to be a master's degree, she is used to relying on Carl and is indifferent to the silence. Only by shaking her brother can she feel a little real.
"Xiao Yi, take Marcole away first. I'll stay here. If you have any news, call you." Carl slapped Alison's head and gently patted it to comfort her.
"Sir, I have to guard it too." The ugly and ferocious Marco said straightforwardly, his towering eyebrows made him look angry, "The master was blown up to save me, I can't leave."
"Do you know, what should you do the most now?"
Carl restrained his gentle pattern of comforting his sister and raised his face, "You should go back with Evette, catch the bombers and send them to prison or electric chairs."
The commander was full of majesty, and Marcole was cowardly and lowered his head and angry.
After Fat Yi left, Alison refused to go back to the ward and sat against the cold wall. The people coming and going were like passing clouds.
[After Ives was called away by Neil, I was in a state of uneasy and couldn't sleep. Later, he didn't reply to the message or answer the phone...]
My girl has been unable to calm down since she heard the sound of an ambulance in the hospital.
Although the building in the ward has good sound insulation, the mute girl has better hearing than ordinary people and is very sensitive and can't sit still.
Contact Carl, no reply.
Ivis didn't reply to the message either.
Even if Aigou is busy with love, he will secretly take out his phone and return it to punctuation.
If he is really busy, he will return a string of commas to indicate tadpoles...
Alison, who did not reply, put on his coat, wrapped himself in, took a mobile infusion rack and wandered around the hospital emergency room.
Alison's sensitive mind that loves to think is often overthinking.
She had never thought of anything she could do. She looked at the person who was transferred from the ambulance and was indeed wearing police uniforms, but she didn't care about it.
But when I walked through the parking lot, I suddenly saw Yvette's car parked randomly next to me.
That's indeed Yvette's car!
A spring slug was erected on the roof of the car, and it started to sway.
Parking randomly means you are anxious!
Touching the hood, it's still hot...
She ran into the emergency room and the operating room and circled, but she didn't expect to run into his brother.
Fortunately, my brother must be fully qualified.
Unfortunately, the dog boyfriend's life and death are uncertain in the operating room...
Three hours later, Fat Yi and Neil rushed in and asked, "Is the operation over?"
"No, it's been three and a half hours."
Carl didn't expect to wait for so long, Alison refused to leave or sleep, staring at the operating room around the corner.
Having been unable to resist just now, Carl went with her to take a look.
In most large hospitals in the Republic of Arante, the operating room doors are not tightly sealed, leaving a narrow gap for viewing outside.
Just this narrow tempered glass door made Alison's anxious heart tightly hold.
Avis lies on his side facing the operating room door, his eyes closed and his mouth is filled with hollow dilated tubes -
In order to prevent patients from vomiting unconsciously during general anesthesia surgery, lying on the side of the dilated tube can greatly reduce the risk of choking during the operation.
The hair on the back of Aigou's head seemed to have been shaved, and the bald thread behind his ears could be vaguely seen.
The doctor was picking up a blood-stained black iron piece in the back of his bald head...
With a "clang" sound, it was thrown into the iron plate brought by the nurse...
Opposite the operating bed, another nurse kept spraying water with a tube to clean the wound. A young doctor was pouring the blood drawn into a steel basin...
The emergency doctor Rick just now entered the operating room without saying anything. At this time, no one was found to ask about the situation during the operation.
So Carl couldn't answer no matter how much Alison got entangled.
Will the fragments behind the head kill the mugwort dog?
He has blood holes on his chest and back. Will he die of excessive blood loss?
Will you die of shock caused by bacterial infection?
Will the chemical components in the explosive cause internal organ failure and death...
Alison snatched the door and looked at it for a long time, but refused to leave. He only knew that he would cry silently.
This dog once said that he wanted to get married early, which was his father's wish...
His relationship with his mother is like fire and water...
He boasted everywhere that he found the job that suits him the most, the most injuring colleagues, the most special and awesome organization, and the beautiful and kind-hearted girlfriend of the academic domineering.
His life has really begun...
Can't die...
Alison bit his lower lip, his back shaking, and the wound on his neck itchy and painful.
After Carl's tough request, he left the operating room door and returned to the chair at the corner...
After dawn, the red light in the operating room went out. Carl was so tired that he fell asleep against the cold hospital wall.
Alison leaned against his arm, opened his eyes, and looked at the white sky, slowly dyed red by the morning glow.
"beep--"
As soon as the door of the operating room opened, the coma dog wrapped around half of the head was pushed out halfway. Alison immediately straightened his waist and woke Carl up:
[Brother!Brother!Brother!Brother!Brother!He is out! Ask the doctor!]
"Um……"
Carl opened his eyes, and was stabbed by the light, and took a big breath, feeling a little cold.
He stood up and asked, "Rick, Ives...how is the situation?"
"He has a very big life. I took out more than 100 pieces of rusty fragments of large and small size from him. There were more than a dozen pieces with a radius of more than 2 cm, and all of them were not hit to the vital point. Even the back of the head was just pierced into the scalp and did not touch the bones. The life was really great! I would wake up after anesthesia. The nurse will tell you about nursing matters later. Oh, I really have to go to rest... Next time, I hope you don't show up in the emergency room."
Chapter completed!
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