Chapter 12 Life and Death

"Brother Wang, are you all right?" Xia Menghan saw that Wang Yaoxiang's face was not straight, so she asked worriedly, "How's the operation going?"

"This boy is the strongest person I have ever seen!" Wang Yaoxiang looked around for a week, and then looked at Xia Menghan and whispered, "He has at least a dozen fatal injuries on his body, and there are more than 30 small scratches..." Wang Yaoxiang said this and asked anxiously, "Where is Cao Bo? How is he?" Caring is beyond words.

Wang Yaoxiang nodded and then motioned everyone not to be too nervous. Then Wang Yaoxiang said that although Cao Bo had suffered such a serious injury, fortunately, he was still strong and the most dangerous situation had survived. However, at that time, his waist was hit by four or five stones, so even if Cao Bo had no problem in other places, But the soft tissue at the waist has been somewhat contused.

"You should know that if the waist injury is the most difficult, if it is serious..." Wang Yaoxiang did not continue to say, but Xia Menghan and Jin Haoyue, who studied medicine, knew that if the treatment is not successful or the recovery is not complete, then Cao Bo's worst case may be paralyzed!

And martial arts practitioners like Xiaoxue also understand that human strength comes from the waist, especially when the hands and feet exert force, and the waist plays a great role. What a martial arts person needs to protect most is his waist. If Cao Bo's waist is injured, I'm afraid his strength will be greatly reduced.

"He has calmed down now, but he hasn't woken up yet..." Wang Yaoxiang took a look at Xia Menghan and Jin Haoyue with anxious faces, and then sighed, "The patient needs to rest. You'd better not go in. Just take care of one or two." Wang Yaoxiang's quota is naturally reserved for the two girls.

"Then I won't go in. Since he is not dead, I'm relieved..." Xiaoxue is a little 'self-awareness', but the heartless words behind her still made Jin Haoyue stare at her fiercely.

Xia Menghan gently pulled Jin Haoyue, and then the two girls flew into the operating room. Both of them had helped in this hospital before, so they were very familiar with those nurses and doctors. Even if they were not allowed to enter after the operation, no one cared about their face.

"As long as it's okay, it's okay!" The Mole muttered a few words to himself, and then prepared to leave to find the porcupine fish and tell them the news and Cao Bo's group of brothers, while Xiaoxue quickly took out the phone and called out a string of numbers. Obviously, she was also reporting her brother and sister's safety.

And Ai Maopian took a few steps behind Wang Yaoxiang. Wang Yaoxiang found that someone was following him, so he turned around and waited for Ai Maopian to come to him, and then asked, "What else can I do for you?"

"Excuse me, is there anything wrong with Cao Bo?" Ai Maopan took a long time to say a sentence, and his expression was a little awkward. Obviously, this answer was very important to him.

Wang Yaoxiang looked at Ai Mao, and then looked left and right. He sighed again and said, "Seeing that you care about him so much, you should be Cao Bo's friend, right?"

"There was something that I couldn't say in front of those girls just now. In fact, Cao Bo's current situation is not very optimistic." Wang Yaoxiang told Ai Maopian that although the fatal injuries on Cao Bo did not kill him, Cao Bo's whole body, especially his upper body, was injured in many soft tissues after being hit by those stones, and his right leg was still fractured.

"The last thing I want to see is that his internal organs are also damaged. If Cao Bo's vitality is really tenacious, then he may not be able to leave the operating room at all." As Wang Yaoxiang said this, Ai Maopian's expression became heavier and heavier. Wang Yaoxiang thought that the other party cared about Cao Bo, so he patted Ai Maopian's shoulder and comforted him, "We don't want this to happen. What we can do now is to pray that he can recover as soon as possible!" With that, Wang Yaoxiang and Ai Mao said goodbye, and then hurriedly left.

Ai Maopian lowered his head and left alone. His face was a little haggard at this moment. Although Ai Maopian was also slightly injured just now, when the nurse asked him to have an examination and simply bandage the wound, Ai Maopian politely declined.

When Ai Maopan was about to walk out of the door, an old man in a sick uniform was walking down the stairs from the main door and preparing to go to the yard. But maybe the sunlight outside was a little dazzling, so he pricked his feet, and then his body lost his center of gravity and tilted sideways, and he was about to fall down the stairs!

Although Ai Maopian had something on his mind, his reaction was very fast. He rushed to help the old man, and then asked, "Old man, are you all right?"

The old man didn't seem to realize that he almost fell down. He looked back at Ai Mao and smiled, "Thank you, young man. If it weren't for you, my old arms and legs would have to be scrapped." I didn't expect that he could be so calm after experiencing a dangerous situation. It seems that he has experienced more things when he is old, and he is indeed much more indifferent than young people.

"It's okay. It should be done." Ai Maophan smiled bitterly, and then helped the old man down the stairs to prevent him from falling down again.

"Young man, do you believe in fate?" The old man suddenly asked, and Ai Maopian didn't understand the taste, but subconsciously nodded.

"In this case, the two of us are also predestined." The old man patted Ai Maopanda's hand gently with a smile: "Today, my old friend went for a physical examination. No one accompanied me out for a walk. Since we met, let's go to the yard with me?"

Ai Maopan was originally a lonely person. In the past, his favorite thing to do was to hide at home. He was a very standard otaku. However, at this time, he didn't know why he nodded and agreed. Maybe it was the old man's kind smile that warmed Ai Mao's cold heart?

Ai Maopian looked up at the sky, but she didn't expect that it was already dawn in a blink of an eye. Since Cao Bo was sent to the operating room, it has been nearly ten hours unconsciously. At this moment, Ai Mao feels a little dazzling when the sun shines on him, but at this moment, he is warm all over, and it is a little comfortable to be illuminated by the sun like this.

The two walked slowly in the courtyard in front of the hospital. At first, no one spoke. After a few minutes, the old man took the lead in talking, but first of all, he did not directly find a topic with Ai Maopan, but talked about himself first.

"When people get older, they look down on fame and fortune. After experiencing some things, their competitive spirit and so on are gone." The old man praised Ai Maopan: "There are not many enthusiastic young people like you. Not long ago, I met a young man like you. He is not only warm-hearted but also very considerate. If it weren't for him, I don't think we would have seen each other today."

Ai Maopian had something on his mind, so even if he heard the old man's words, he just nodded casually and didn't say anything.

Then the old man began to talk about his life. Although Ai Mao didn't answer, the old man said it with great interest and sometimes laughed at himself.

Suddenly, Ai Mao asked, "Do you think there is really heaven and hell in this world?"

The old man was obviously stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What do you think?"

"I believe, I believe..." Ai Maopian said a few words in a row, and he kept repeating, as if he were strengthening his confidence.

"Even if there is that kind of thing, what can it do? Will it change your life? Or will it make you unhappy? The old man continued, "What you said is just a kind of faith. After all, no one knows the truth of the matter. As long as you regard it as the scale and benchmark of your own human being. As for heaven and hell, you have to wait until you die?"

"First of all, you are still alive. Since you are alive, you have to live a good life." The old man said a very philosophical sentence: "If you don't work hard to live a wonderful life, you might as well die like this..."

Ai Maopan was stunned after hearing this, and then he looked at the old man and asked, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"If you are not afraid to live, who will be afraid of death?" The old man gently patted Ai Maopian on the shoulder and said with a smile, "To live is to endure hardship. From birth to growth, people have to accept all kinds of challenges in their lives. Many people are willing to face death because they can't stand the torment of life, which is enough to show how difficult it is to live."

Ai Maopiao listened to the old man's words and was silent for a while, and the old man seemed to see what he was thinking. The old man stared at Ai Mao for a while and then asked, "Young man, what's on your mind? Is it about life and death?

"Grandpa, thank you for telling me so much. I want to ask you, are you afraid of death?" Ai Maopian felt that it was a little abrupt and impolite to ask such a question, so he quickly changed his words: "If I'm wrong, don't be angry, uncle."

The old man waved his hand indifferently, and then smiled indifferently: "To tell you the truth, in fact, in a strictly sense, I have died three times, so death is really nothing to me. Sometimes death is a kind of relief."

When the old man saw Ai Maopian's surprised look, he nodded and said earnestly, "In fact, death and immortality are not important. The important thing is that if you really want to face life and death, is it worth choosing death? If it's not worth it, it's better to live. After all, it's better to live than to die, right?"

Although what the old man said was superficial, Ai Maopian still nodded heavily and seemed to understand something...