[Rebirth] North Drift!North drift!

Maybe God heard his call. Not long after, Pu Junzhe's cell phone rang.

The ringtone, which was still extremely loud and full of vitality in the dark world of heavy rain, woke Tang Qing up. At this moment, he had no consciousness, and all the senses of his body relied on instinct. He touched the phone, held it in front of him, and pressed the button After getting off the answer, he put his hand weakly to his ear, and he made a voice that was more ethereal than a ghost, "Hello..."

Zhang Lingxuan on the other end of the phone heard Tang Qing's voice, and immediately choked back the thousand words he wanted to scold. His thoughts froze for a second or two before he recovered. His heart beat like a bell, and he asked eagerly, "Tang Qing! What's wrong with you?"

Tang Qing's spirit was shocked by Zhang Lingxuan's voice. He forced a low moan, which seemed to be filled with the greatest strength, "Lingxuan... save us..."

What Tang Qing said, the blood in Zhang Lingxuan's body suddenly stopped flowing, and his hand holding the mobile phone began to tremble violently. He tried to calm down his emotions, and the voice he made was panting violently. He asked loudly, "Tang Qing , what happened to you? Where are you now?"

"The bus, there was a car accident, the location..." Tang Qing barely rolled his eyes, recalled the scene before the car accident, and deduced from the current time, he said softly, "Mountain road, two-thirds of the distance should be gone ..."

Zhang Lingxuan put the phone outside so that Fang Jie could hear Tang Qing's voice. He hurriedly signaled Fang Jie to call the emergency team. Fang Jie was quick to do things. Before Zhang Lingxuan could speak, he had already ordered the pilot to follow the road to search for the accident bus.

After arriving in Delhi, they boarded a helicopter that Fang Jie had rented in advance, and they were on their way to Kanpur.

Zhang Lingxuan hugged the phone with both hands, and put it to his lips. He wished that the phone in front of him was Tang Qing. Tang Qing was not at the scene of the car accident, but beside him, in his arms!

Zhang Lingxuan was so nervous that he couldn't speak at the moment, but he still forced himself to chat with Tang Qing, because he felt that Tang Qing's voice was getting smaller and smaller, while his own voice was getting louder. He cheered up, don't fall asleep, must wait for him, he will be there soon.

Tang Qing half-opened his eyes and looked at the crack in the carriage. The familiar voice in his ear seemed to really bring him infinite power and ignited his hope of life. He replied intermittently to Zhang Lingxuan's words, the memory of Survival knowledge told him that he really couldn't fall asleep, his body was completely unconscious, and he couldn't feel cold, heat, or pain. Once he fell asleep in this state, he probably wouldn't be able to open his eyes again.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Qing could hardly hear Zhang Lingxuan's screaming voice on the other end of the phone, and he had no strength to respond to him. He felt his consciousness gradually drifting away, but his empty eyes stubbornly refused to close. Staring at the narrow and long crack, it seems that from there you can see the most precious and happy things, and you can also see the courage to persevere in living.

Everything around him suddenly vibrated, and he seemed to hear the siren in addition to the roar in his water-filled ears. The crack he was staring at was suddenly torn open, and a head protruded from there. Tang Qing couldn't see it. Looking at the man's appearance, I only noticed that the sky in the background seemed to gradually dissipate the haze, the wind was no longer strong, and the rain was no longer torrential. The distant sky showed signs of clearing, and a circle appeared on his silhouette. With a soft halo, like a man descending from heaven, he jumped in through the gap with the afterglow of the sun, and came to his side.

Zhang Lingxuan leaned over to Tang Qing's side, looked down at Pu Junzhe, and then at Tang Qing, his red eyes stared at Tang Qing without blinking, quickly took off his shirt and wiped away the water and blood stains on Tang Qing's face , he kissed Tang Qing's lips, stretched out his hand to gently touch his cheek, and said softly, "Tang Qing, I'm here, it's all right...it's all right..."

Tang Qing replied angrily, "It's good if you come..."

Zhang Lingxuan hugged Tang Qing's body and kissed his forehead, staring intently at the convoy outside the window, and said word by word, "Tang Qing, hold on a little longer, we will be able to leave here soon."

"it is good"

"Tang Qing, why are you in pain?"

"It doesn't hurt..."

Tang Qing turned his eyes to look at Zhang Lingxuan with great effort. The expression on his face made Tang Qing's heart ache, which gave him a feeling of being alive. His body was completely paralyzed, and only his heart remained. Jumping in plop plop.

The two looked at each other silently in this salty and narrow space, and the entangled gaze contained fear, pain, but also trust and firmness.

Zhang Lingxuan stared at Tang Qing's pale face, took a deep breath, carefully lifted Tang Qing's head, let him rest on his arm, touched the back of Tang Qing's head, and felt a warmth, he Looking at the sticky blood stained on his hands, his vision blurred in an instant, he bit his lip hard, trying to calm himself down, chatting with Tang Qing while simmering with his own body temperature Tang Qing's body was hot, waiting for the emergency team outside the carriage to saw through the heavy carriage.

"President Park, what's the matter?"

Zhang Lingxuan squinted at Pu Junzhe, and said softly, "He... is fine, don't worry."

"His body is cold"

"You too"

"Mr. Park, Mr. Park blocked a shot for me"

Zhang Lingxuan gritted his teeth to keep himself from crying. He kissed Tang Qing's ear lightly, and said in a low voice, "I know, I know...Tang Qing, hold on a little longer, just for a while, and you'll be fine soon. Both of you will be fine." It's fine!"

The search and rescue team quickly sawed the carriage open and used a machine to peel off the iron sheet. Everyone was shocked when they saw the scene inside the carriage. Anyone who saw the broken corpse would never believe that someone could survive such a car accident, but Tang Qing's body was relatively intact. He was lying in the gap between two rows of chairs. The chairs were only slightly deformed. He survived only by holding the bodies of both him and Pu Junzhe.

The medical staff saw off the wooden thorn inserted into Pu Junzhe's back, and when he was carried on the stretcher, his vital signs were already very weak.When Pu Junzhe gave up his position, he saw Tang Qing's injury.

The most seriously injured part of Tang Qing was a shocking big bloody mouth on his head. A large piece of blood flowing under his body had almost dried up. His entire right arm was scratched by a sharp weapon and fractured, and other parts of his body were also broken. There were many traumas, and the injuries were very serious. Anyone who saw such a scene would think that it was impossible for him to survive, but Tang Qing was able to stay awake even under serious injuries, and he was even able to speak. Everyone felt that this was by no means ordinary people. Arrived, very unbelievable.

The doctor carefully carried him onto the stretcher. Zhang Lingxuan kept holding onto Tang Qing's hand and followed him onto the helicopter. After getting on the plane, Tang Qing suddenly stretched out his hand to remove the oxygen mask, looked at Zhang Lingxuan in a daze and said, "Let the doctor save you President Park, save him! Save him..."

Zhang Lingxuan approached Tang Qing, held his hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Mr. Park will be fine."

Only then did Tang Qing let out a sigh of relief. All his previous efforts and persistence were gone in an instant. He closed his eyes exhausted. After a while, he struggled to look at Zhang Lingxuan again, and murmured , "Ling Xuan, did I ever say I love you?"

Zhang Lingxuan looked at Tang Qing with red eyes, and replied, "No."

Tang Qing grinned, his oxygen mask was not tightly strapped, and he was exhaled from inside, and it was a little whitish, but he could still see the dimples at the corners of his mouth, and he said softly, "I love you"

Zhang Lingxuan finally couldn't control the physiological saline solution that was so unfamiliar to him, it crackled and fell down like a gate, he grabbed Tang Qing's hand tightly, bowed his head and kissed his fingers fiercely, choked up and said, "I love you too! Tang Qing! I love you! You must live! Did you hear me!?"

Tang Qing really lost consciousness completely this time, maybe because of exhaustion, maybe because he was finally relieved, he never heard Zhang Lingxuan's cry again, but he just knew what Zhang Lingxuan said to him.

He understands, he understands, and he believes that in past and present lives, Zhang Lingxuan must be his archangel.