Shen Yu turned his face trembling and saw me captured. He clenched his teeth and made a low whine and refused to soften. However, the pain of bone and flesh separation from his right arm still made him show his teeth and shout uncontrollably, "don't cry, Xiao Shu, can't cry, I'm fine, EH --"

"Murong Jin! Ya, if you don't kill me today, I'll make your life worse than death for the rest of your life!"

"Shen Yu, stop talking!" I cried hoarse and almost begged. Please, just this time, don't be brave again.

However, what I was most worried about happened. His stubbornness stimulated the black man. The black man looked at his pain, smiled, then slowly raised his hand and raised the bloody steel pipe over his head.

Finally, the security guards in the community and at home rushed over and warned with a voice at the intersection, "stop! What are you doing! Put your things down!"

The dense footsteps came closer and closer. I almost thought Shen Yu was going to be saved.

But I forgot that they were originally a group of outlaws. Even if they knew the end of being caught, none of them left their companions. Instead, they looked at the black people stepping on Shen Yu, like watching a "holy" ceremony.

"Ah -"

The sound of broken bones covered all the noise and came into my ear canal. Shen Yu numbly stiffened his neck, and then his whole face fell heavily to the ground, never making any sound again.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be mute. I only saw the red on Shen Yu's arm.

Blacks were extremely vicious. At first, security did not take advantage. With the gradual increase of yellow people joining the fight, they had an advantage.

No one paid any attention to me. Instead, I easily climbed to Shen Yu as if I were in a deserted place.

I held him in my arms and said to myself vaguely, "it's okay. It's just a skin injury. It will be cured. It can be cured..."

I don't know whether to comfort Shen Yu in a coma or myself. I only know that I don't dare to touch the bloody arm, and I don't dare to see it. It seems that there is no hope after reading it.

Shen Yu, who treats me consistently, the best Shen Yu in the world, how can I lose one hand?

What's wrong with him? He just taught a scum for his sister. Why should he be so unfair to him?

I can't figure it out. In the end, all my tears turned into hatred for Murong Jin. I wish I could swallow all his cramps and bones alive!

......

The operation lasted from night to daylight, the red light went out, and the nurse pushed Shen Yu out of the operating room.

There are drops hanging by the bed. Shen Yu is only covered with the hospital's thin quilt. If there is no heavy blood stained gauze in her right hand, it looks like she is asleep.

I leaned forward and lay beside the hospital bed. There were several small scratches on his face, but it didn't affect the yuppie of his facial features at all, and even added a bit of tough man's temperament to it.

His eyes suddenly turned red, he sucked his nose, looked up and asked the doctor, "doctor, how's my brother?"

After a night's operation, the doctor's face was not good. He nodded tired, "the dangerous period has passed."

"However," the doctor hesitated, "Mrs. Fu, Mr. Shen's right hand is broken and needs bone grafting in the later stage. In addition, although he was sent to the hospital in time, a considerable part of the muscle tissue of the arm is still necrotic. Even if he recovers, the nerve cannot be reproduced..."

"Just..." I made a swallowing movement, swallowed all my nervousness and pretended to be calm. "I can't use my right hand in the future, can I?"

The doctor sighed. "Judging from the current medical level, it is very possible."

"You should be prepared."

Then he took the nurse away.

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