第二十一章原来不是生我的气啊(3/5)

                                                                                             “爸爸！！！”等顾君终于能在恐惧和慌乱中寻回一点理智，机场的救护人员已经把大巴轮下的几个伤者抢救了出来。没有人当场死亡，但是每一个人都伤得很重。
                                                                                                                                                                好几辆救护车刚刚抵达机场就立刻装载了伤者，转头驶向最近的医院。顾君坐在救护车里，浑身颤抖地守著昏迷不醒的顾源。
                                                                                                                                                                他的半个身子都血肉模糊，气息微弱，顾君甚至觉得氧气罩下的呼吸器官根本没有在运作。顾星川的手机拨通了但没有人接。
                                                                                                                                                                顾君给他发了短信，停了一会又发一条，过了一会又拿起手机再发。她头一次感觉到，这种通讯工具是多么不靠谱，她怀疑那些短信根本没能发到顾星川手机上。
                                                                                                                                                                她握著顾源完好的那只手。记忆里宽大温暖的手掌，现在却是无力的。
                                                                                                                                                                顾君咬咬牙忍下鼻子里涌起来的酸涩感觉，将顾源的手握得更加紧了。医院距离并不远，一路上几辆救护车风驰电掣，道上的车辆也纷纷让路，不过三四分锺时间就已经到达医院的大门。
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           手术室已经安排好，几位伤者被医护人员以最快的速度送抵了手术室。手术室所在的楼层分割得很清楚，五分之四的场地是手术范围，其余的五分之一便是家属等候区。
                                                                                                                                                                顾君填写了一些她没细看的单子，寻了个位置坐下来，然后就盯著护士站旁的几排小屏幕死死地看。上面显示的2号手术室内的病人，从“无名氏”很快变换成了“顾源”。
                                                                            

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