Chapter 868
"Beep-"
The instrument suddenly issued an rm, and Larry, who was in a light sleep, was instantly awakened.
He saw that the lines on the instrument were gradually bing calm—cardiac arrest.
Larry had never been so flustered in his life. He quickly opened the door and shouted, "Doctor! Doctor!"
The doctor who was on duty immediately rubbed his eyes and ran over nervously. When he saw the
values on the ECG machine, his face was very ugly. "No cardiac electrical activity seen... The patient is
in total cardiac arrest. Prepare for ventricr pacing. Quick!"
The people in the observation ward immediately fell on their backs. Larry took a deep breath and
leaned against the window. He didn''t interfere with the rescue of the medical staff. He was so annoyed
that he wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he didn''t dare to leave the ward for a moment. He was afraid
that once he left, he would never see Harold again.
He had sent away many people in his life.
In the past, when he was in C133, death was like a shadow, almost normal. On the first mission of
team C133, Larry had sent away two teammates. After each mission, there was a chance of witnessing
death. In the past, he didn''t feel much about it when he was young. Maybe at that time, he felt from the
bottom of his heart that it would also happen o him sooner orter. In a certain mission, he would die
after he got shot by bullets or stabbed by daggers, or an explosion or more cruel means, so he was
very calm in the face of death.
But people always grew up little by little. The more they grew up, the more they cherished their lives.
The more they grew up, the more they were afraid of parting. When he was 20 years old and watched
Valeri die, he suddenly realized that even if he was ready to die, he would not be numb to death. He
just forced himself to ept it and pretended to be calm.
Eight yearster, Harold was lying on the hospital bed, with all kinds of instruments inserted into his
body. The doctors were sweating and trying to see the lines on the ECG machine. Larry was standing
in the cold autumn of October with cold sweat all over his body.
He didn''t know if his best friend would pass away today. It was just like eight years ago when he
watched Valeri fall in front of him with his eyes closed. The feeling of helplessness was like that of
maggots, which made him feel a little sick.
With another sharp beep, the doctor burst into cheers. "There''s a heartbeat... there''s a heartbeat!"
"..." Larry heaved a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall. He wiped his face, took two deep breaths,
and said to the doctor, "I''m going out to smoke a cigarette. Keep an eye on him."
The doctor nodded quickly.
Larry''s steps were extremely heavy. He stood in the smoking area and took out a lighter, but his hands
were trembling. It took him a while to light the cigarette.
In the middle of the night, the corridor was aze with cold lights, and the orange light was particrly
eye catching. Larry closed his eyes and let the nicotine and tar calm down his restless mood. When the
cigarette was about to burn out, the doctor came out, holding a case report in his hand, and said
cautiously, "Mr. Reynes..."
"Yes." Larry put out the cigarette butt and asked, "How is it?"
"There''s no problem for the time being. To be honest, the location of the bullet is too tricky. If it''s a little
bit more..."Material ? of N?velDrama.Org.
Larry made a gesture of stopping and said lightly, "I used to be a soldier. I know better than you the
consequences of a bullet hitting the heart."
The doctor said, "Master White''s physical quality is very good. If it was someone else, he might have
died on the spot. But he may wake up in a few days. Don''t worry too much. Go and rest first. I''ll have
someone watch over him."
"No need." Larry rubbed his face and said, "If I don''t watch after him in person, I won''t be at ease.
Remember to block the news that he was shot. Don''t let it leak."
Mr. Reynes, who had always been good-tempered, had an evil look in his eyes at this time. "Bring the
bullet out and let me have a look. Maybe it belongs to an acquaintance."