The personal soldier king of the beautiful president
Chapter 338 Is This... Redemption?
Chapter 338 Is This... Redemption?
The two walked into the corridor and found that there were many people blocking the corridor, but none of them were doctors and nurses, but many bodyguards and noble people.
When Wang Chen and Jing Changan walked into the corridor, those people had already spotted the two of them.
Just when bodyguards were about to drive them away, several people who knew Jing Chang'an stopped them.
"Master Chang'an, why are you here?"
The faces of those who knew Jing Chang'an were a bit ugly, but they still squeezed out a smile on their faces, and greeted Jing Chang'an with a smile.
"Accompany a friend to the hospital."
Jing Changan responded to them with a smile, but his smile was a little distant. After all, he and they were both children of wealthy families, but they were not in the same circle.
These wealthy families are engaged in business, like to seize various powers, and some practice martial arts. All in all, they are very mixed.
And my family, from ancient times to the present, has been exploring ancient martial arts. Although they also have some industries, those are only established for the cultivation of ancient martial arts. After all, ancient martial arts are things that burn money.
Those few people heard Jing Chang'an's words, and subconsciously shifted their eyes to Wang Chen.
For Wang Chen, some of them knew each other, some didn't, and they didn't know what to say in the end, they just nodded slightly to Wang Chen.
Wang Chen didn't pay attention to those people, if these people can stand here, then it must be related to yesterday's incident, and they may even be the family members of those dudes yesterday.
He Jing Chang'an came out of a ward through the crowd.
This ward was tightly closed, Wang Chen looked around at the surrounding crowd, saw that they had no plans to go inside, and vaguely guessed something.
"You wait for me outside."
Wang Chen said to Jing Chang'an, opened the door of the ward with a click, raised his footsteps and walked inside.
Just after taking a step, Wang Chen paused, and quickly dodged to the side.
call out--
Just as Wang Chen dodged, a transparent silk thread shot out from inside, and then bombarded the wall.
When the transparent silk thread was retracted, Wang Chen's pupils shrank, and he had a bad feeling in his heart, because he was very familiar with that transparent silk thread, it was one of his weapons back then.
It was only later that Dusha unknowingly took it away.
Shaking his head at Jing Changan who was walking towards him, Wang Chen stepped into the ward again and closed the door behind his backhand.
However, the door had just been closed, the western old man in the ward, that is, Dusha's butler, looked at Wang Chen with a strange face, opened the door, walked out, and stood at the door.
With his back against the door, Wang Chen looked at Dusha who was sitting beside the bed, and then moved his gaze to the child on the bed.
"What are you doing here?"
Dusha looked at the unconscious little boy, reached out and stroked his cheek gently, and asked in a very calm tone.
She didn't ask Wang Chen how he knew he was here, nor why he came here, but what he was doing here.
While many of these words roughly mean the same thing, sometimes they are vastly different.
Wang Chen didn't speak, he walked slowly to the bed and sat on the other side of the bed.
Looking at the little boy lying on the hospital bed, his heart throbbed for no reason, but he asked very calmly, "What does this child have to do with you?"
Du Sha paused slightly for stroking the little boy's hand, and didn't answer Wang Chen, but just looked at the little boy's eyes very softly.
Seeing that Du Sha didn't answer him, Wang Chen didn't continue to ask, because if he continued to ask, he might feel guilty.
Slowly reaching out her hand to touch the little boy, when she was about to touch him, Du Sha suddenly slapped Wang Chen's hand off, looked at him coldly and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Check his injuries, you are so nervous."
Wang Chen glanced at Dusha coldly, and reached out to touch the little boy again.
This time Dusha didn't stop her, but fell silent.
Soon, Wang Chen came into contact with the little boy, touching the little boy's body, Wang Chen frowned.
A few minutes passed like this, Wang Chen glanced outside the door, with a calm expression, and asked Du Sha again: "What does this child have to do with you?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
Du Sha faintly said impatiently, and finally urged: "Can you do it, if you can't, get out of here."
Wang Chen didn't answer Du Sha, he looked at the pair of eyes outside the room with a hint of murderous intent emerging, and finally heaved a long sigh.
"You don't have the courage to say it, but I don't have the courage to face it either."
Wang Chen said deeply to Du Sha, one sentence directly made Du Sha's face pale.
Ignoring the pale Dusha, Wang Chen gently helped the unconscious little boy up, and then put the pillow behind the little boy.
Holding the little boy's head with both hands, Wang Chen's body creaked a few times, and then a burst of energy rushed towards the little boy's body from his hands.
When energy surged into the little boy's body, Wang Chen put his mouth close to the little boy's ear, and his lips moved slightly.
What he was chanting was the formula passed to him by the old man last time, and the speed of speech was the same as when the old man passed it to him last time.
Ten minutes later, Wang Chen's face turned pale. He found that after he chanted this formula to the little guy, he couldn't remember what the formula was.
After a while, Wang Chen's body trembled. He slowly laid the little boy flat on the bed, and said to him in a soft tone: "Remember the formula I told you just now."
After speaking, Wang Chen was afraid that the little guy could not understand Chinese, so he said it again in English.
As for whether the little boy remembers it, Wang Chen is not worried at all. After all, he stimulated him with all his strength just now. Although the little boy is still in a coma, part of his mind is clear. He should have remembered the formula he chanted just now. .
Leaning on the chair, Wang Chen closed his eyes and panted heavily, not thinking about other things.
Du Sha, who was sitting on the other side of the hospital bed, looked at Wang Chen with weird eyes and was very tangled up. Finally, she lowered her head and looked at the little boy lying on the hospital bed.
After more than ten minutes passed like this, Wang Chen seemed to have regained a little strength. He tore off the quilt from the little boy's body, stretched out his hand and flicked several places on his body.
After playing for a while, Wang Chen suddenly picked up the little boy. The little boy's cheeks were on the ground, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood on the ground without any warning.
After the little boy stopped vomiting blood, Wang Chen put the little boy on the hospital bed again, and took out a tissue to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Wang Chen's unusually gentle movements, Du Sha's mouth faintly showed a hint of sarcasm.
Is this... redemption?
(End of this chapter)
The two walked into the corridor and found that there were many people blocking the corridor, but none of them were doctors and nurses, but many bodyguards and noble people.
When Wang Chen and Jing Changan walked into the corridor, those people had already spotted the two of them.
Just when bodyguards were about to drive them away, several people who knew Jing Chang'an stopped them.
"Master Chang'an, why are you here?"
The faces of those who knew Jing Chang'an were a bit ugly, but they still squeezed out a smile on their faces, and greeted Jing Chang'an with a smile.
"Accompany a friend to the hospital."
Jing Changan responded to them with a smile, but his smile was a little distant. After all, he and they were both children of wealthy families, but they were not in the same circle.
These wealthy families are engaged in business, like to seize various powers, and some practice martial arts. All in all, they are very mixed.
And my family, from ancient times to the present, has been exploring ancient martial arts. Although they also have some industries, those are only established for the cultivation of ancient martial arts. After all, ancient martial arts are things that burn money.
Those few people heard Jing Chang'an's words, and subconsciously shifted their eyes to Wang Chen.
For Wang Chen, some of them knew each other, some didn't, and they didn't know what to say in the end, they just nodded slightly to Wang Chen.
Wang Chen didn't pay attention to those people, if these people can stand here, then it must be related to yesterday's incident, and they may even be the family members of those dudes yesterday.
He Jing Chang'an came out of a ward through the crowd.
This ward was tightly closed, Wang Chen looked around at the surrounding crowd, saw that they had no plans to go inside, and vaguely guessed something.
"You wait for me outside."
Wang Chen said to Jing Chang'an, opened the door of the ward with a click, raised his footsteps and walked inside.
Just after taking a step, Wang Chen paused, and quickly dodged to the side.
call out--
Just as Wang Chen dodged, a transparent silk thread shot out from inside, and then bombarded the wall.
When the transparent silk thread was retracted, Wang Chen's pupils shrank, and he had a bad feeling in his heart, because he was very familiar with that transparent silk thread, it was one of his weapons back then.
It was only later that Dusha unknowingly took it away.
Shaking his head at Jing Changan who was walking towards him, Wang Chen stepped into the ward again and closed the door behind his backhand.
However, the door had just been closed, the western old man in the ward, that is, Dusha's butler, looked at Wang Chen with a strange face, opened the door, walked out, and stood at the door.
With his back against the door, Wang Chen looked at Dusha who was sitting beside the bed, and then moved his gaze to the child on the bed.
"What are you doing here?"
Dusha looked at the unconscious little boy, reached out and stroked his cheek gently, and asked in a very calm tone.
She didn't ask Wang Chen how he knew he was here, nor why he came here, but what he was doing here.
While many of these words roughly mean the same thing, sometimes they are vastly different.
Wang Chen didn't speak, he walked slowly to the bed and sat on the other side of the bed.
Looking at the little boy lying on the hospital bed, his heart throbbed for no reason, but he asked very calmly, "What does this child have to do with you?"
Du Sha paused slightly for stroking the little boy's hand, and didn't answer Wang Chen, but just looked at the little boy's eyes very softly.
Seeing that Du Sha didn't answer him, Wang Chen didn't continue to ask, because if he continued to ask, he might feel guilty.
Slowly reaching out her hand to touch the little boy, when she was about to touch him, Du Sha suddenly slapped Wang Chen's hand off, looked at him coldly and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Check his injuries, you are so nervous."
Wang Chen glanced at Dusha coldly, and reached out to touch the little boy again.
This time Dusha didn't stop her, but fell silent.
Soon, Wang Chen came into contact with the little boy, touching the little boy's body, Wang Chen frowned.
A few minutes passed like this, Wang Chen glanced outside the door, with a calm expression, and asked Du Sha again: "What does this child have to do with you?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
Du Sha faintly said impatiently, and finally urged: "Can you do it, if you can't, get out of here."
Wang Chen didn't answer Du Sha, he looked at the pair of eyes outside the room with a hint of murderous intent emerging, and finally heaved a long sigh.
"You don't have the courage to say it, but I don't have the courage to face it either."
Wang Chen said deeply to Du Sha, one sentence directly made Du Sha's face pale.
Ignoring the pale Dusha, Wang Chen gently helped the unconscious little boy up, and then put the pillow behind the little boy.
Holding the little boy's head with both hands, Wang Chen's body creaked a few times, and then a burst of energy rushed towards the little boy's body from his hands.
When energy surged into the little boy's body, Wang Chen put his mouth close to the little boy's ear, and his lips moved slightly.
What he was chanting was the formula passed to him by the old man last time, and the speed of speech was the same as when the old man passed it to him last time.
Ten minutes later, Wang Chen's face turned pale. He found that after he chanted this formula to the little guy, he couldn't remember what the formula was.
After a while, Wang Chen's body trembled. He slowly laid the little boy flat on the bed, and said to him in a soft tone: "Remember the formula I told you just now."
After speaking, Wang Chen was afraid that the little guy could not understand Chinese, so he said it again in English.
As for whether the little boy remembers it, Wang Chen is not worried at all. After all, he stimulated him with all his strength just now. Although the little boy is still in a coma, part of his mind is clear. He should have remembered the formula he chanted just now. .
Leaning on the chair, Wang Chen closed his eyes and panted heavily, not thinking about other things.
Du Sha, who was sitting on the other side of the hospital bed, looked at Wang Chen with weird eyes and was very tangled up. Finally, she lowered her head and looked at the little boy lying on the hospital bed.
After more than ten minutes passed like this, Wang Chen seemed to have regained a little strength. He tore off the quilt from the little boy's body, stretched out his hand and flicked several places on his body.
After playing for a while, Wang Chen suddenly picked up the little boy. The little boy's cheeks were on the ground, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood on the ground without any warning.
After the little boy stopped vomiting blood, Wang Chen put the little boy on the hospital bed again, and took out a tissue to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Wang Chen's unusually gentle movements, Du Sha's mouth faintly showed a hint of sarcasm.
Is this... redemption?
(End of this chapter)
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