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Jim smiled and half-jokingly, half-seriously said, "We all thought you were a gangster coming for revenge! Next time you come, give us a heads-up, don't make everyone so nervous." His voice carried a hint of lingering horror, but more so the joy of seeing this old friend suddenly appear.
Upon hearing this, Alex showed a wry smile, waved his hand, seemingly trying to ease the embarrassment brought by this unnecessary disaster. He slowly walked towards Douglas who was still trying to calm his emotions in the chair, and with concern and a hint of apology, he said, "Hey... old bastard, I'm troubling you again this time, huh?" His tone was filled with gratitude and subtle concern.
Douglas listened and just shook his head helplessly, responding with a somewhat weary and resigned expression, "Thanks to them... I was saved." This statement was not only a response to Alex, but also an unspoken gratitude to Jim and the other lifesaving benefactors.
Alex turned around and looked at the consulting room, saying, "I'll go check on Leo." Douglas nodded and instructed, "Don't touch anything randomly!" Alex gently pushed open the door to the ward and entered the dim and quiet room. Inside, Leo lay quietly in bed, surrounded by various tubes, the mechanical sound of breathing and occasional dripping creating an unusual tranquility. Alex walked to the bedside, standing quietly with a gentle gaze on Leo, filled with concern and contemplation.
Douglas's clamor at the door seemed to still echo in Alex's ears, but his attention was completely focused on Leo. He didn't touch anything, just quietly observed, as if trying to read something from Leo's calm face. In this quiet space, Alex's heart seemed to calm down, and all the tension and busyness seemed to be temporarily set aside.
Outside the door, Jim, Sarah, and Emily waited quietly, their eyes occasionally turning to the closed door, filled with worry for Leo's safety and trust in Alex. In this chaotic and dangerous world, they relied on each other, facing every challenge together.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the whole world quieted down, leaving only the purest waiting and anticipation in the deep night. In this tranquility, everyone was praying for Leo's recovery and future in their own way.
When Alex emerged from the dim consulting room, his movements were not only swift and resolute, but also filled with the decisiveness of a leader. He conveyed the next action plan to his waiting teammates with a calm voice carrying an unchallengeable authority: "Alright, it's time to go. There's no point in staying here any longer." Jim, Sarah, and Emily had no extra words, just silently nodded. Behind the fatigue on their faces was a team spirit that had grown stronger after a night of experiences.
Douglas stood at the entrance of the clinic, waving gently with his aged hand, a simple gesture filled with deep gratitude and blessings for the future. There were no extra words, but the silence of that moment carried more weight than any words could.
As they stepped out of the clinic, the morning sun cast its gentle rays through the layered buildings like a messenger of hope, softly touching each person's face. Within that light seemed to be an affirmation of their past perseverance and courage, as well as an encouragement for the challenges ahead. This beam of light brought them a peace and strength they had never known before.
They got into the car in silence, and there was an indescribable atmosphere inside the car. It was exhaustion, but also a rare sense of peace. Alex took a deep breath and started the vehicle. As the car slowly drove out of the narrow streets of the slum towards a new destination, the morning sunlight shone through the windows, making everyone's faces clearer. Though their faces showed fatigue, their eyes held a determined and hopeful light. They knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead, as long as they stood shoulder to shoulder, there was nothing they couldn't overcome.
As the vehicle slowly shuttled through the narrow streets of the slum, the chaotic and desolate scenes around them highlighted the area's disorder and desolation. The sirens of police cars and ambulances sounded one after another, piercing the morning tranquility. Each siren seemed to tell the sorrow and despair of this place. Even more alarming, a fire truck joined this urgent convoy, as if they were rushing to some emergency destination.
In the distance, a thick plume of smoke billowed up, disrupting the tranquility of the morning sky. It was a sign of a large fire, with the smoke spreading in the air like an ominous omen, indicating that the area was once again plunged into disaster. Jim turned his head, his gaze piercing through the rearview mirror, staring in the direction of the rising smoke. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Ah, slum is really chaotic, what a rotten place." His voice was filled with helplessness and sarcasm, showing that he was already accustomed to the chaos of this place.
At the same time, Sarah, sitting in the back seat, quietly operated the device on her arm. Her fingers swiftly slid across the screen, seemingly searching for urgent information or reviewing the details of the fire. A hint of seriousness occasionally flashed across her face, as the flickering data was not just cold numbers, but also the real records of every disaster in this area.
As the car slowly shuttled through the narrow streets of the slum, the silence inside the car was broken by Emily's words. Her tone carried a hint of uncertainty and inquiry, "Alex, what did you just do?" Her gaze was directly fixed on Alex in the driver's seat, seemingly seeking answers from his reaction.
Alex seemed somewhat surprised and even caught off guard by Emily's question. He turned his head slightly, avoiding Emily's gaze, and attempted to answer in a casual tone, "Huh? I didn't do anything, did I?" But his response clearly did not convince Emily, instead making her more suspicious.
Emily squinted her eyes, her intuition telling her that the smell of gunpowder and burning coming from Alex was too obvious and out of place. "Stop lying. You reek of gunpowder and burning. Did you have something to do with the fire behind us?" Her words revealed a hint of dissatisfaction and suspicion, expressing concern about Alex's possible involvement. The car fell into a strange silence, and everyone couldn't help but look at Alex, waiting for his explanation.
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