coobybook Chapter 779 How long do I have to wait?
Chapter 779 How long do I have to wait?
At the gate of Fengteng International Private Apartments in Kuncheng Ring City Center, the originally quiet atmosphere was instantly broken by a sharp and rapid sound of an ambulance siren.
The whistle sounded like a whistling alarm, resounding through the sky, as if announcing the arrival of an emergency rescue to everything around.
The ambulance rushed into the yard at lightning speed, braked smoothly at the entrance, and then the door opened quickly, and a group of well-trained medical staff filed out.
They were dressed in professional first aid uniforms, their movements were agile and orderly, and they held various first aid equipment tightly in their hands.
Led anxiously by Deng Zhouyi, the group rushed to the apartment door. With a loud bang, the door was pushed open, and a tense atmosphere instantly filled the air.
Teng Zijing was seen lying quietly in a pool of blood, with blood spreading under his body, forming a large area of shocking crimson.
An experienced doctor quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and skillfully extended his hand, placing it precisely on Teng Zijing's carotid artery.
While feeling his weak pulse, he used his other hand to open Teng Zijing's eyelids and observe the reaction of his pupils to judge his state of consciousness.
Then, the doctor quickly unbuttoned Teng Zijing's shirt and placed the stethoscope on his chest.
Listen carefully to the sounds of his heartbeat and breathing, and with years of professional experience, quickly assess his cardiopulmonary function.
After completing these preliminary examinations, the doctor gave the other medical staff a brief but forceful order:
"The patient has a weak pulse, shallow and rapid breathing, and is at risk of hemorrhagic shock. Immediately establish intravenous access, rapidly infuse fluids to expand volume, and maintain stable circulation."
A nurse quickly took out an intravenous needle from the first aid kit and skillfully performed a venous puncture on Teng Zijing's arm, successfully establishing a venous channel, and a clear liquid began to slowly flow into his body.
Another nurse held an electrocardiogram monitor and quickly attached the electrodes to Teng Zijing's chest.
His vital signs such as heart rate, blood pressure, and blood oxygen saturation were closely monitored. The numbers and waveforms constantly jumping on the instrument screen seemed to be the faint signals of Teng Zijing's life.
After a series of emergency first aid measures were implemented, Teng Zijing's vital signs temporarily stabilized.
Everyone carefully lifted Teng Zijing and placed him steadily on the stretcher, moving gently yet quickly to avoid causing him secondary injury.
Then, everyone worked together to steadily lift the stretcher and quickly carry it out of the private apartment.
At this time, An Yu was still curled up beside the Maserati, her eyes dull and her face as pale as paper.
She watched helplessly as Teng Zijing was carried lifelessly into the ambulance by everyone. His closed eyes and bloodless face made her heart feel as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.
As the ambulance sirens sounded again, it sped away, leaving behind only silence and her heart filled with fear and regret.
The sharp sirens of the ambulance faded away, disappearing at the end of the street. Almost at the same time, Yu Fei, following the location An Yu had sent him, slowly drove into the courtyard of Teng Zijing's private apartment.
As soon as Yu Fei parked the car, he saw An Yu sitting on the ground in a mess.
Her hair was scattered messily on both sides of her cheeks, and her originally delicate makeup had long been washed away by tears.
At this moment, she was like a wounded fawn, her eyes full of fear and helplessness. Yu Fei felt so distressed that he hurried towards her, shouting anxiously as he ran:
"Sister An Yu, how are you? Are you injured?" When his eyes touched An Yu's right hand,
He saw that the hand was covered in blood, and the bright red bloodstains were particularly glaring in the sunlight. Yu Fei couldn't help but ask.
An Yi's expression was bitter. She slowly shook her head and said in a tearful voice, "I didn't. It was his blood. Xiao Fei, will he die?"
Her eyes were filled with fear and worry, as if she was in endless darkness and could not find a glimmer of hope.
Yu Fei was extremely anxious and asked without hesitation: "Where is he now?"
An Yu choked up, tears welling up in her eyes. She tried hard to suppress her inner grief and replied, "The ambulance just came and took him to the hospital!"
"Don't be afraid, Sister An Yu," Yu Fei pretended to be calm, trying to calm An Yu's panic, "I'll take you away from here first.
On the way, tell me the details of what happened so that you don’t say the wrong thing when the police question you.”
Yu Fei knew very well that An Yu's emotions were extremely unstable at the moment, so he had to remain calm and help her sort out her thoughts.
After saying that, he gently helped An Yu up and walked towards his car step by step.
After getting in the car, Yu Fei started the engine and slowly drove away from Teng Zijing's private apartment.
The car moved forward slowly, and the scenery outside the window flashed by quickly like a slide show, but An Yu had no intention of appreciating it.
The scene of walking into Teng Zijing's living room emerged uncontrollably in her mind, as if those images were engraved in her mind and played in a continuous loop.
Her voice trembled as she began to recall the details of their time together. "Because there was once an experience where Teng Zijing rescued me and Qiu Beichen and brought him home.
That incident left me with an indelible psychological shadow, so this time I was alone with him again.
It inevitably reminds me of that terrible experience, and I can't help but panic. "
An Yu closed her eyes slightly, as if trying hard to forget the painful memories, but the images became clearer and clearer.
"But in the car, Teng Zijing promised me that he would not touch me again without my consent.
I thought I was just going in to treat the wound on my cheek, and after much hesitation, I got out of the car and went into his house. An Yu bit her lip, her eyes full of entanglement and helplessness.
"When we got home, he told me to sit anywhere. He went upstairs to the bedroom to get the medicine box, and then I saw the fruit knife on the coffee table next to the fruit plate.
At that moment, an inexplicable urge came over me, and I reached out and picked it up involuntarily."
An's voice trembled slightly, as if she was still immersed in the tense atmosphere at that time.
"At this moment, Teng Zijing came downstairs carrying a medicine box. I was so scared that I quickly hid the knife in my hand behind my back; but he enthusiastically helped me make coffee.
Then, he opened the medicine box and methodically took out cotton wool, iodine, and a Band-Aid. An Yi recalled the scene, every detail vividly.
"I was still terrified and didn't know what to do. He saw me standing there and said, 'Come sit down! What are you doing standing there?'
I was thinking, sitting on the sofa, that if he did anything bad, I could get away in time."
There was a hint of vigilance in An Yi's eyes, as if she had returned to that tense moment.
"When he saw that I looked uneasy, he seemed to understand my concerns and took the initiative to get some cotton wool and approach me, wanting to help me wipe the wound.
When the cotton wool just touched the wound on my cheek, a piercing pain came over me and I couldn't help but shrink.
Seeing this, he subconsciously came over to help me cool down, trying to relieve my pain.
But I was so scared at the time that I mistakenly thought he was going to assault me. In extreme fear, I stabbed him in the abdomen with a fruit knife without hesitation."
When An Yu said this, tears welled up in her eyes again and her voice became hoarse.
"Xiao Fei, although I have always hated Qiu Beichen for his death, I..."
An Yu's emotions were extremely complicated at the moment, and even she herself couldn't tell whether she loved or hated Teng Zijing. This tangled emotion kept intertwining in her heart, making her suffer unbearably.
"Sister An Yu, let's go back to your apartment first. You should have a good rest. I'll go to the hospital to inquire about Teng Zijing's condition. We'll make plans when I come back.
Logically speaking, this was self-defense, and the police won't do anything to you." Yu Fei tried to comfort An Yu, hoping to put her mind at ease.
An Yu nodded helplessly, but tears flowed uncontrollably, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto the back of her hand.
At this moment, she seemed to be shrouded in endless pain and confusion, not knowing where to go in the future.
Relying on his familiarity with An Yi's car, Yu Fei controlled the steering wheel and drove through the city streets with ease, heading towards An Yi's private apartment.
Along the way, he focused on the road ahead, and from time to time he glanced at An Yu, who was sitting in the passenger seat in a trance.
There was a depressing and heavy atmosphere in the car, with only the slight roar of the car engine breaking the silence.
Finally, the car came to a steady stop in the parking space below the apartment building. Yu Fei quickly unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the door, and scooted around to the passenger side.
He gently opened the car door, his face full of concern and tenderness, and said thoughtfully: "Sister An Yu, come, I'll take you back to your room, take a hot bath and have a good sleep, I'll take care of everything."
At this moment, he was like a loyal guardian, trying to use his power to dispel the haze in front of An Yu.
An Yu nodded slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and dependence. She slowly stretched out her hand and held the hand that Yu Fei extended.
The hand was warm and strong, as if it could give her some courage. With Yu Fei's support, she got out of the car with a slightly stumbling step, and the two of them walked straight towards the apartment door.
As she walked into the apartment, a familiar smell hit her face, but at this moment An Yu did not feel at ease at all.
They walked up the stairs to the bedroom and stood at the bathroom door. An Yu stopped and slowly turned back to look at Yu Fei.
Her eyes were full of fear and pleading, and she whispered, "Xiao Fei, can you wait until I fall asleep before leaving?" Her voice was weak and trembling, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.
Yu Fei felt a pang of pain in his heart when he saw An Yu's haggard and helpless appearance.
He nodded without hesitation and said in a firm but gentle voice, "Okay." This one word was like a reassurance to An Yu, and her tense nerves seemed to relax a little.
An Yu took a deep breath, slowly pushed open the bathroom door, and walked in. With a "click", the bathroom door closed, isolating An Yu from the outside world.
Yu Fei stood quietly outside the bathroom door, looking at the closed door, a complex emotion surging in his heart like a tide.
His eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and deep affection. He lowered his head slightly and murmured in his heart:
"Sister An Yu, I have been silently guarding you for so long. How long do I have to wait before you can enter my world?"
At this moment, his heart is filled with heartache and love for An Yu, but he also knows that An Yu is in deep trouble and pain. All he can do is to accompany and protect her silently.