Rebirth of Pregnancy

Lu Huaijin called the emergency number, and after intermittently describing his injuries, he learned that the ambulance would arrive within 30 minutes, and he couldn't help wondering whether he would survive until then.

With a wry smile, he called the police, explained the situation intermittently, and was exhausted.

After finishing the call, Lu Huaijin fell on the floor exhaustedly, feeling that his life was rapidly disappearing with the continuous flow of blood.

He insisted on using his thoughts to mobilize the water in the space, barely drank a few sips, and struggled to maintain his vitality.

At this moment, he really wanted to hear the voice of his parents, but unfortunately, his father was in prison, and he didn't dare to call his mother for fear of hurting her.

For his father, he struggled to pick up the blood-stained mobile phone and called Ling Zixuan.

The process of waiting for the call to be connected seemed as long as a century.

He waited dizzily, almost doubting that he would not be able to wait for Ling Zixuan to answer the phone.

When Ling Zixuan's deep voice pierced through the thick black mist and knocked on the eardrums, Lu Huaijin burst into tears.

When he heard Ling Zixuan's voice for the first time, he thought it was pleasant to hear.

Now, when he heard this man's voice when he was dying, he not only felt that it was as beautiful as the sound of heaven, but also felt that it was full of light, hope, and power... It was like the voice of God that shook his heart.

Lu Huaijin tremblingly pressed his lips to the phone, and said with difficulty with tears, "I... am going to die... please... help... my... father... thank you..."

Ling Zixuan was awakened by the ringing of her mobile phone in her sleep, fumbled in the dark to turn on the bedside lamp, and picked up her mobile phone to check it sleepily.

Seeing Lu Huaijin calling himself at 1:20 in the morning, he felt very strange.

He has always believed that Lu Huaijin is a lovable and simple child who knows how to measure, how to advance and retreat.

Ever since he found out about Lu Huaijin's secret, he became closer to the latter.

Working closely for the development of the company during this time, he has completely regarded Lu Huaijin as his own.

Thinking that Lu Huaijin must have something important to call at this time, he immediately pressed the answer button.

Unexpectedly, when he heard words similar to his last words, his heart beat suddenly.

He sat up straight and asked urgently, "What happened? Where are you?"

Lu Huaijin felt it was difficult to breathe, and opened his mouth wide like a dying fish out of water, desperately trying to absorb oxygen.

Panting in pain, he said intermittently: "Qian An... Rongjia Auction House... swallowed ginseng... got shot... Hongfu Express Hotel... I... I can't do it... Promise me... Help... I The... father..."

"Okay! I promise you!" Ling Zixuan said hastily, "You said you were in Hongfu Express Hotel in Qian'an? Where exactly is it? Which room?"

"Yan'an Road...3003..."

Lu Huaijin exerted his last ounce of strength to leave a message, only to feel that his whole body was caught in an endless black net, and soon lost consciousness.

"Hey...Lu Huaijin...speak...speak quickly..."

Ling Zixuan grabbed the phone and yelled loudly. Seeing that there was no response from the other end of the phone, his heart suddenly fell into the dark cliff and fell into the bottomless abyss.

He can't lose him!

For the first time, he realized his importance with great clarity.

He must not let him die, absolutely not!

He turned to get the cordless phone on the bedside table, only to find that his hands were too trembling to hold the phone.

In his 27 years of life, he was so close to death for the first time.

He found that his usual calmness and composure were severely loosened.

He really didn't expect that in an emergency, he was just an ordinary person who would be nervous, worried, and cranky, far less calm than he usually thought.

Ling Zixuan rushed into the bathroom to wash her face with cold water, and slapped her wet cheeks vigorously in front of the mirror.

He concentrated on staring at himself with erratic eyes in the mirror, ordered himself to be calm, and told himself that there was someone thousands of miles away who trusted him wholeheartedly and put the endangered life in his hands.

He took several deep breaths slowly, calming down his chaotic brain gradually.

He took out a dry towel to dry his bangs and face, clenched his fists tightly at himself in the mirror, and walked out with firm steps.

Even if local manpower and material resources are mobilized thousands of miles away, it can be used like a finger, which is all due to the power of power.

For the first time, Ling Zixuan deeply realized the convenience brought to him by the family power.

When he was young, he always had the arrogance and ambition to break away from the family and fight independently.

Over the years, he has indeed done a good job, making all the elders admire and praise him.

However, when the god of death approached, the strength he had accumulated over the years was obviously insufficient.

If he wanted to race against death, he still had to rely on the strength of his family.

Lu Huaijin used his own life to teach him a lesson, allowing him to clearly see his own weakness and deeply realize his innocence.

Holding the phone, Ling Zixuan sat in the study room with the lights on all night, the ticking of the clock kept ringing in her ears, and what appeared in her mind was the life that Lu Huaijin lost bit by bit.

After receiving a call from the director of Provincial Z People's Hospital, and hearing the news that Lu Huaijin was initially out of danger, the ticking sound in his ear suddenly disappeared.

He clearly saw Lu Huaijin lying on a piece of green weeds bathed in the spring sunshine, slowly blooming a sunflower-like smile towards him.

When the breeze blows, the fragrance of grass spreads far and wide. That child is just as tenacious and tenacious as this spring grass, with exuberant vitality.

Ling Zixuan put down her phone, stood up and opened the heavy curtains.

The sunlight flooded into the room all of a sudden, causing him to close his eyes.

He groped to open the window, raised his face to feel the gentleness of the warm wind blowing on his face.

Chirping birds chirp one after another, the rich fragrance of flowers and fresh grass overflows, and the spring morning is full of vitality like the radiant sun.

"We must be in awe of this world." Ling Chaozong's thick voice suddenly sounded, like thunder and lightning, shaking Ling Zixuan's heart like thunder and lightning.

At this moment, Ling Zixuan was like enlightened, deeply comprehended the true meaning of it.

Lu Huaijin opened his eyes, staring blankly at the light and shadow on the white ceiling swaying back and forth, feeling dizzy.

He tried to move his stiff body, and was suddenly forced to sweat by the severe pain from the wound.

He thought of the gunshot wound in his abdomen and the knife wound in his leg, and comforted himself that as long as he was still alive, he was very lucky.

He slowly turned his head to check the ward, and suddenly found Ling Zixuan sitting on the single sofa beside the bed with his eyes closed, his eyes widened immediately.

Ling Zixuan's hair was a little messy, his face was a little pale, his brows looked tired, his upper lip, chin, cheeks, and cheeks had short beards, his black shirt was wrinkled, and his honey-colored chest muscles were exposed in the open neckline.

This is the down-and-out Ling Zixuan that Lu Huaijin has never seen before. She is sexy in the vicissitudes of life, as if ink is dyed through the rice paper, silently encroaching on people's hearts.

Lu Huaijin silently looked at Ling Zixuan who was sleeping on the sofa, thinking that this person must have done a lot for him after he lost consciousness, and even came all the way from Sijiu City to take care of him, he couldn't help but was moved to tears.

How lucky he was to be able to fall asleep listening to his voice, wake up in his presence, and see his fatigue, exhaustion, and persistence with his own eyes...

How respectable, amiable, and lovely this man is!

How stupid he was to be so afraid of him before!

Because of this moving, this brand-new cognition, Lu Huaijin felt full of sweetness, and even the pain on his body was relieved a lot.

Thinking that it is very rare to be able to see such a beautiful man wantonly, he closed his eyes tightly, squeezed out the tears, and stared at Ling Zixuan intently, wishing that his eyes could be turned into cameras, and freeze this picture of a beautiful man sleeping in spring. Eternal picture.

Ling Zixuan woke up from a nap, opened his eyes and found that Lu Huaijin was staring at him with big dark eyes.

He was overjoyed, and asked with a slightly hoarse magnetic voice: "Are you awake? How long has it been?"

Only then did Lu Huaijin come back to his senses, and quickly turned his gaze away.

Thinking that he was not only stupefied by the beautiful man, but also caught straight by him, he suddenly felt ashamed, his cheeks burned as if they were on fire.

Ling Zixuan looked at Lu Huaijin whose face was as red as a ripe tomato, and remembered the obsessive expression that the other party was looking at her just now, his heart trembled slightly, and a strange feeling arose.

Lu Huaijin lost a lot of blood and fell into a coma for two days, his body was very weak.

After drinking a lot of lake water in the space continuously, his physical strength gradually recovered.

Ling Zixuan asked about the cause and effect of Lu Huaijin's injury, and a phone call transferred the unconscious Lu Jianguo to the Department of Brain Surgery of Z Provincial People's Hospital.

Lu Huaijin didn't want Wu Xiuzhen to worry, and didn't intend to let the other party know that he was in danger.

Even though he was in the same hospital as Lu Jianguo, he didn't show up. He just found a pen and paper and wrote a letter.

In his letter, he stated that all the medical expenses had been paid in advance, and the school could not ask for a long leave of absence. He had already hurried north and returned to Sijiu City.If there is a change, please contact again.

He also said that he bought 4 barrels of water that are good for health, and borrowed 5 yuan, which has been delivered by someone else.

He asked Ling Zixuan to get 4 clean empty drinking fountains, fill them with lake water in the space, and asked the other party to entrust someone to hand over the letter, bottled water and 5 yuan to Wu Xiuzhen.The author has something to say: 3 chapters will be added to V today, and will be updated daily in the future, and will be published at 16:[-] every day. Thank you for your support and encouragement. I will repay you with a wonderful post, thank you: