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Ling Shuang's face was pale, her lips were purple, and she was lying in Uncle Li's arms, lifeless.

Cheng Sihan's head felt like something had been exploded, his face was so pale that it had become a new color, his eyes were empty and dull, as if there was some force that suddenly pulled him back to 20 years ago.

When he was 8 years old, he woke up amid a loud noise. His head hurt as if it had been exploded. The sirens in his ears made him ignore the pain all over his body. He remembers being in a car accident and the car his mother was driving hit a bridge pier hard.

mother!

He wanted to shout, but the visual impact pushed his voice back.

He saw two medical staff carrying a stretcher. Lying on it was his mother covered in blood. Her face should have been cleaned by the medical staff. Her face was pale and blue, and her hands were hanging outside the stretcher. A hint of anger.

Mom couldn't scream out the sound stuck in her throat.

He wanted to run over and wake up his mother, but his whole body refused to obey him and he could only tremble uncontrollably.

soon! His eyes were covered with hands, and he was carried into the arms of a strange woman, with another small body in his arms.

Cheng Sihan couldn't remember what the face in his arms looked like. He only remembered the small, round eyes that flickered and were particularly bright in the place where there was not enough light. There was also a pair of warm little hands brushing his cheeks, gently wiping away his silent tears.

Ling Shuang!

There was a heartbreaking voice shouting in Cheng Sihan's heart.

"Young lady..."

Zhou Yi was in a rare panic, and his anxious shouts pulled Cheng Sihan's soul back from the distant past.

"Ling Shuang..." Cheng Sihan whispered, and the voice stuck in his heart finally found an outlet, and then countless shouts rushed out in his heart, "Ling Shuang! Ling Shuang..."

Cheng Sihan rushed to Ling Shuang who was lying on the ground in panic, pushed Zhou Yi away who was about to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and took Zhou Yi's place.

"Shuang'er..." Cheng Sihan crossed his hands on Ling Shuang's chest and pressed it rhythmically, "Shuang'er, wake up... wake up..."

Ling Shuang didn't respond at all to dozens of chest pressures.

"Shuang'er, don't be like this..." Cheng Sihan placed Ling Shuang's head with both hands, opened her mouth, and gave her artificial respiration.

"Shuang'er, don't... don't do this..." Countless drops of water fell on Ling Shuang's face accompanied by Cheng Sihan's trembling cry.

After artificial respiration, chest compressions were performed non-stop...and so on...

At this moment, a bodyguard trotted in from the back door and said something in Zhou Yi's ear.

"Call in, hurry up!" Zhou Yi yelled.

It was Dr. Wang who came with his equipment.

Dr. Wang served as Cheng Sihan's personal doctor fifteen years ago. After Lanyuan was built, he became Lanyuan's family doctor.

Dr. Wang hurried in with a medicine box and was shocked by the scene in front of him.

In front of him, Cheng Sihan was wearing a shirt stained red with blood and was frantically giving Ling Shuang artificial respiration.

About ten steps away, Dr. Wang could clearly see the panic on Cheng Sihan's face, and large tears falling on Ling Shuang's face and body like a string of beads.

From the first day he came into contact with Cheng Sihan, he had never seen such an embarrassed and panicked Cheng Sihan.

In his impression, Cheng Sihan was calm and calm in times of trouble. Even if a fatal knife is held to his neck, he will not panic at all.

Dr. Wang remembered that when Cheng Sihan was 20 years old, he was infected with influenza and had repeated high fevers. He stayed with him in Lanyuan for three days without taking any clothes off.

On the third day of high fever, Cheng Yuanlei brought his wife and children to Lanyuan in a fierce attack. He completely ignored his nephew who was so feverish that his orifices were almost smoky, and directly grabbed Cheng Sihan's collar and asked about his daughter's whereabouts.

Cheng Yuanlei's daughter and Cheng Yinyang's biological sister.

Dr. Wang clearly remembers that Cheng Sihan, who was exhausted due to illness, was hanging in his uncle's hands. With just a slight curl of the corner of his mouth, he could change the aura in the house to his own.

After asking many times, Cheng Yuanlei couldn't figure out the reason. He angrily pulled out a dagger and put it on Cheng Sihan's neck. Sharp, like a ferocious beast baring its fangs at the uncle, ready to swallow him in one bite.

Cheng Yuanlei was shocked by Cheng Sihan's momentum. With a shake of his hand, the knife cut Cheng Sihan's neck, and bright red blood slowly slid down the pale neck.

Cheng Sihan didn't even frown. He held the blade of the knife with one hand, brought it to his mouth and licked the blood on the tip. The blood was particularly bright red against the pale lips, and the corners of his mouth were split open on both sides. He smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth, and his smile was ferocious and sinister, making everyone present feel terrified.

Cheng Sihan didn't know what he whispered to Cheng Yuanlei. Cheng Yuanlei's hands were like sieves, the dagger fell to the ground, and then he fell to the ground and twitched.

With blood dripping from his neck, Cheng Sihan looked down at his uncle who fell to the ground, with a ferocious smile on his pale and evil face. It was the joy of seeing his enemy get retribution.

Just like that, a person who is so sick that he can't even stand up can turn into a cold-blooded, ruthless, life-threatening monster without even blinking an eyelid. Now he is bursting with tears, and his face is full of regret and pain.

Dr. Wang wiped his eyes again and again. He really couldn't believe that in front of him was Cheng Sihan, whom he had known for more than ten years.

"What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and save people!" Zhou Yi shouted.

"Oh...oh..." Dr. Wang finally regained his composure. As soon as he walked to Cheng Sihan's side, Ling Shuang choked out a breath, followed by a violent cough and gasping for air.

Cheng Sihan didn't wait for Ling Shuang to come back to his senses, he hugged her into his arms, buried his head in her neck, and gasped for air.

Seeing the color slowly return to Ling Shuang's face, Zhou Yi, Uncle Li and Aunt Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Shuang's breathing gradually returned to steady. What she smelled in her nose was the smell of blood, and her mouth tasted bitter of tears. She wiped her face, and her face was covered with tears. She thought they were the tears she choked when she coughed violently.

"You...let me go!"

Ling Shuang remembered how this man treated her before she fainted. She resisted this man and wanted to stay away from him.

She pushed Cheng Sihan and shook it slightly. Ling Shuang, who was already weak, pushed with all her strength. The man on her body was like a big tree without roots, plunging to the floor.

"Mr. Cheng!"

"Master!"

"Mr. Han!"

There were exclamations everywhere, and then four or five people gathered around. Soon, Cheng Sihan was carried to the sofa.

Ling Shuang was stunned, looking at the human-shaped blood marks on the floor, and then at her hands stained with blood, her mind was at a loss.