I was framed for taking the civil service exam, so I joined the National Security Bureau

Chapter 199

A few minutes later, Zhang Xing rushed to the tall medical building where the thorns were. Outside the operating room, Zhang Xing saw an extremely lonely figure at a glance.

He looked closely and found that it was none other than Nighthawk.

He stood there alone, as if the whole world had left him.

Zhang Xing sighed deeply and walked forward with heavy steps.

At this moment, Nighthawk turned around, and when he saw Zhang Xing's figure, he smiled with difficulty.

But Zhang Xing could deeply understand that behind this smile was a big "miserable" word.

"What's the situation?"

Zhang Xing's eyes were full of deep guilt, and his voice was trembling slightly.

Nighthawk was in an extremely low mood and said slowly: "I'm already in surgery. The doctor said that due to excessive blood loss and a severe head impact, the success rate of the surgery is only 50%. Moreover, even if the surgery is successful, it is unknown when he will wake up."

Hearing this heart-wrenching news, Zhang Xing felt as if he was hit hard by a heavy hammer and felt very uncomfortable. But he knew that no matter how many apologies he said now, it would be useless.

"Don't you say you need to donate blood? I'm type O blood, I'll donate." Zhang

Xing was extremely anxious and quickly rolled up his sleeves. When he was about to shout to the nurse's station, Nighthawk stretched out his hand to stop him.

"We did lack type O blood before, but now the problem has been solved. After learning about the situation, the Linhai Public Security Bureau quickly organized a group of people to donate blood."

Zhang Xing was slightly stunned, and then he said to Nighthawk: "I'm sorry, it's me who hurt Jingzhi."

Nighthawk laughed bitterly and shook his head:

"Air has nothing to do with you. Before going to the library, you have repeatedly told me to be careful. I didn't take your words to heart, I didn't pay attention, I didn't protect Jingzhi well, I shouldn't have driven by myself and left her alone on the periphery."

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't let her patrol on the road alone, if I had thought more at the time, if I could accompany her, she wouldn't have been hit by the sudden red motorcycle. I deserve to die... I deserve to die!"

Nighthawk's voice was full of pain and self-blame, his body was shaking, and his eyes were full of despair and regret.

Nighthawk was already on the verge of emotional collapse. Zhang Xing's words just now made him involuntarily recall the tragic scene of Thorn being hit at that time. At this moment, he could no longer control himself. His legs softened, he knelt on the ground, and banged his head against the wall frantically.

Seeing this, Zhang Xing hurriedly reached out to stop Nighthawk. Zhang Xing didn't know how to persuade Nighthawk. His heart was also full of pain and helplessness. He could only reach out and hug Nighthawk tightly.

Nighthawk, who had an emotional breakdown, finally couldn't control himself anymore. For a while, tears fell like rain. The tears were like a flood that could not be stopped.

His crying echoed in the room, full of endless sadness and pain. Zhang Xing felt Nighthawk's trembling, and his heart was filled with grief and anger.

Nighthawk sobbed and spoke intermittently:

"Do you know? Just when we were about to reach the library, Jingzhi confessed to me. She said she liked me and she said she would accompany me to see the crabapple blossoms at my alma mater."

"I have worked with her for so long, and we have had countless quarrels, big and small, but I didn't realize that she has always liked me silently. What virtues do I have as Nighthawk? What advantages do I have that I can make such an excellent girl like Jingzhi like me for so long? The funny thing is that I haven't discovered it all these years."

"Think carefully, if it weren't for her help and dedication in the bureau all these years, if it weren't for her support behind me again and again, I might even have difficulty in getting a regular job. When I finally realized that I had failed such an excellent girl for so many years, when I woke up and decided to go hand in hand with her, it was my wrong decision that caused her..."

Nighthawk's voice trembled more and more, and his words were full of endless regret and pain.

"I hurt her. I was too stupid and too self-righteous. If I could be more careful, if I could think more about her, if I could be less impulsive, nothing would happen."

Nighthawk kept blaming himself and sobbing. Tears were like a river bursting its banks, blurring his vision and making the world in front of him hazy.

He seemed to see Thorn's smiling face and hear her voice, but when he came to his senses, he only saw the cold reality and endless pain.

"Why, why is this happening?" Nighthawk's heart was filled with resentment.and despair.

Zhang Xing was surprised and not surprised about Thorn's confession to Nighthawk.

He was not surprised because, apart from Nighthawk himself, many people in the team could actually keenly see Thorn's unusual feelings for Nighthawk.

The reason why everyone did not make fun of this matter was, on the one hand, they were afraid that Thorn would get angry. After all, she was a girl, thin-skinned, and had a relatively weak psychological endurance. On the other hand, the bureau has always been sensitive to the romantic relationship between team members, with strict regulations and potential constraints.

The reason for the surprise was that Thorn did not expect to confess to Nighthawk on the way to the library. In other words, before going to the library this time, Thorn might have a vague premonition of the impending danger, and she might be afraid that if she didn't say it, she would never have a suitable opportunity to say it in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xing felt tormented, as if a fire was burning his heart.

There was a burst of pain in the eye again, but this time the pain was not as severe as the one he experienced on the road, just like a fine needle piercing gently.

Zhang Xing rubbed his eyeballs with his hands and continued to hug Nighthawk tightly, not letting him continue to do stupid things that hurt himself. Zhang Xing did not speak, because he really did not know how to comfort Nighthawk, and any words seemed so pale and powerless at this moment.

His heart was in a mess, and he kept thinking: "Why is this happening? Why is it Thorn?"

Zhang Xing felt that fate was too unfair, and such a beautiful relationship had just sprouted and suffered such a heavy blow. He looked at Nighthawk, his heart was full of sympathy and helplessness, but he could do nothing about everything in front of him.

He could only listen quietly to Nighthawk's narration, from the thrilling truck accident at the beginning, to the heartbreaking encounter of Thorn with the red motorcycle.

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