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The fire was under control after fifteen minutes.

The fire gradually went out after half an hour.

The night sky was no longer as bright as before, and the black smoke under the cold moonlight became thicker, and it actually meant to cover the stars and the moon.

Zhang Xiaojian had to suspend his plan to smash the wall, first because his body really couldn't bear it, and second, he broke enough walls.

When he was lying beside Zheng Jiaxuan like a dead dog, many people behind the cordon recognized him, and they cheered and applauded Zhang Xiaojian from the bottom of their hearts.

It's just that Zhang Xiaojian, whose consciousness was shaken and a little confused, did not turn his head to wave his hand, but kept breathing heavily, like a blower.

Hong Xinshu's lips were still trembling.

I don't know if it is because of fear, or because of seeing Zhang Xiaojian's picture of smashing the wall forward.

Zheng Jiaxuan sat down and asked, "Are you tired?"

Zhang Xiaojian was so tired that he stretched out his tongue to gasp, of course he didn't reply.

After breathing for a long time, he asked, "How is it?"

Zheng Jiaxuan understood that this sentence was not asking how he was doing, so he replied: "If you control it, it should be extinguished soon, but there still seems to be someone..."

The fire came too quickly and violently, and it seemed a matter of course to die.

After hearing this news, Zhang Xiaojian still inevitably fell to the bottom of his emotions.

As soon as Zheng Jiaxuan's words fell, he saw a group of people walking out of the broken gate of the bar that was originally magnificent and now blacked out.

They were in groups of two, carrying a single frame with a white cloth on it, and under the white cloth, the pitch black could be seen vaguely, that was burnt skin.

One, two, three...

Zhang Xiaojian sat down on the ground with both hands. There were no tears in his eyes, but he was dull again.

Human life is so fragile.

Under natural and man-made disasters, what is fragile is like an ant that you accidentally trample to death on the road.

Zhang Xiaojian couldn't imagine how the family members of the people lying on a single rack would react when they heard the news, let alone who should bear the follow-up responsibility for the incident, and he even has no way of knowing why the fire happened.

He just felt very stuffy, his chest was like a boulder, and his breathing became difficult.

Zheng Jiaxuan saw Zhang Xiaojian's expression, and she said calmly: "Do you know what I do?"

Zhang Xiaojian shook his head, not understanding what Zheng Jiaxuan meant at this moment.

Zheng Jiaxuan said: "I am a forensic doctor in the criminal investigation team. As long as I work, I have to face cold corpses. After a long time, I began to feel a little numb. Until now, I can hardly imagine that the corpses I saw before had fresh life."

Zhang Xiaojian looked at her and seemed to understand why she likes to play at night.

Because the night scene is lively enough, full of fireworks, and enough to make people feel the aliveness of life.

Zheng Jiaxuan pressed Zhang Xiaojian's shoulder with his elbow and said, "So when a person is dead, he is dead. Don't think too much. Just remember to cherish every day you live."

Zhang Xiaojian can understand the insight and understanding Zheng Jiaxuan has gained through work.

It's just that I understand, looking at the corpse on a single frame, I still feel stuffy.

So he coughed again, only this time coughing up blood.

The blood stains are particularly conspicuous on the ground.

Zhang Xiaojian's body was like shrimps and he continued to cough.

Coughing was a little fuzzy, he only felt someone behind him pat his back, and the anxious words in his ear were a little unintelligible, then he fell and fainted.

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There was the sound of burning fire in my ears, and my eyes were red.

The scorching sensation made his whole body feel as if he was being pricked by a needle, and Zhang Xiaojian woke up from the pain.

With the clean white sheets, the strong smell of disinfectant water, and the curtains being hunted by the wind, he found himself lying on a hospital bed. This should be a hospital.

Looking out the window, I found that the dawn of the sunrise was a little red in the east, and even the whole day seemed to be burning.

Zhang Xiaojian hates this color now,

Feeling like a small worm is scratching in his lungs, Zhang Xiaojian held back and did not cough out. First he saw his medical gown, and then he saw the mobile phone keys and other items on the bedside.

Picking up the phone, it was determined that it was the morning after the fire broke out. Zhang Xiaojian did not disturb Hong Xinshu, put on a pair of slippers carefully, and walked out of the ward.

Coming to the outside of the ward, closing the door, Zhang Xiaojian coughed twice, feeling extremely refreshed, and feeling a little pain in his lungs.

The voice sounded on the left hand side. I don't know why Zheng Jiaxuan, who was sitting on the bench outside the ward, raised his head and said: "You must be patient. You can't smoke from today."

Zhang Xiaojian turned his head and saw Zheng Jiaxuan, who had changed into casual clothes and a cane next to his chair, said, "Did I faint yesterday?"

Zheng Jiaxuan nodded and said, "I'm physically exhausted, and I hurt my lungs by holding my breath. You are afraid that there will be no one in the past, and there will be no one in the future. Nothing major, just need to rest."

Zhang Xiaojian said: "That's good, I'll go buy breakfast."

"I said I want to rest."

"I want to go home and rest."

"No, at least two days of observation."

"Then you have to eat in the morning." Zhang Xiaojian's stomach began to scream. He glanced at Zheng Jiaxuan's tight ankle wrapped in gauze and said: "You can't count on you lame."

As if to prove that he was not a lame, Zheng Jiaxuan stood up on one leg, supported the crutches and said, "Let's go together."

Zhang Xiaojian: "...I think I will be starved to death when I go to the breakfast shop."

"You can't walk too fast, pay attention to breathing, in fact, you are the real lame." As she said, she supported her body with a cane and took a step forward.

At this time, the door was pushed open, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and a little confused Hong Xinshu came out.

Looking at Zhang Xiaojian, he said, "What are you going to do?"

When Zheng Jiaxuan saw Hong Xinshu wake up, he sat down again and said, "Go buy some breakfast."

Zhang Xiaojian also sat down, and then coughed in a low voice.

Hong Xinshu heard Zheng Jiaxuan's words "Oh", then went into the ward and took out his mobile phone and wallet. He came to the elevator and pressed the button, but soon he was not so clear, but he suddenly thought of something.

So he didn't walk in after the elevator door opened. Instead, he returned to the bench in front of the ward and looked at Zhang Xiaojian and said seriously, "Brother, do you need to buy you a bag, one hundred thousand upwards?"

Zheng Jiaxuan didn't understand, what kind of package, what is up for 100,000?What does it mean?

However, Zhang Xiaojian could understand. He couldn't help but laugh. He couldn't help but cough as soon as he laughed. So in the end he coughed with a smile and didn't say a word for a long time.