Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031
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Yan Qing fell heavily on the air mattress, and the chaotic figures screamed and swarmed towards her, forming an impenetrable environment. The explosion upstairs continued to rumble, many voices were shouting, and countless hands came to touch her.
She couldn’t hear anything clearly, and couldn’t make out the faces of these people.
In her ear was the voice of a man who was laughing or calling “Qingqing” hoarsely, which almost shattered her internal organs. Her red and swollen eyes were wide open, but she could no longer see him. All she could see were the night sky and the soot-filled window.
Yan Qing’s mind seemed to be chopped open by a knife and an axe, and her lost memory was suddenly restored.
She was Yun Qing, she was Yan Qing, she was the blank soul that fell in love with him again every morning when she woke up, all the fierce past, his childhood, his bruises all over his body, frames of infatuated expressions, all bursting into a bank, hit her broken nerves fiercely.
But no more.
The person she loved and cherished with all her heart would never exist again.
Why was she still alive?
Someone wanted to help her up and was pulling on her arm.
Yan Qing resisted with all her strength and dodged hysterically.
Won’t go.
This was the closest place to him. Only when we die together can we return to one place.
But the increasingly severe headache broke her will, she was unable to control herself, her eyelids drooped heavily, and through the gaps in her eyelashes, she was still staring at the tongue of fire above in the last few seconds of waking, her tears poured out helplessly, while her body curled into a stiff ball.
Huo Yunshen, can you wait for me.
When Yan Qing opened her eyes again, her vision was blurred for a long time before it gradually became clear.
Her clothes were changed and she lay on a hospital bed with a needle stuck in the back of her hand. The liquid in the infusion tube flowed into her body drop by drop, but she was shivering with cold.
The ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant and the faint scent of flowers. It was empty and quiet. There was only one person sitting on the chair beside the bed, watching her nervously. When she opened her eyes, he was so excited that he was about to cry.
“Ma’am, are you awake, do you have a headache? Is there any part that you can’t remember? Tell me where you feel uncomfortable. I did a detailed examination for you while you were sleeping, and the result is completely normal. I really…”
Yan Qing didn’t speak, and went directly to pull out the infusion needle.
Dr. He broke out in a cold sweat, and hurried to stop her. When he was about to touch her, he somehow remembered that when he had tried to shake hands with his wife before, Mr. Huo’s gaze could have crushed him to ashes. He subconsciously covered her with a quilt and held her down.
“Ma’am! What are you doing!”
Yan Qing remained silent, sitting up with her body propped up, she was about to get out of bed regardless of the backflow of blood.
Dr. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood her current state.
He anxiously glanced back at the door, but there was no movement, it seemed that the rescue was not over yet… At this time, any comfort was useless. After the explosion, the wife had no idea of her husband’s survival at all, and she didn’t feel any pain or bleeding. She couldn’t listen to his gentle words of persuasion, and she must want to go to extremes with all her heart.
Dr. He concentrated his attention, and suddenly said with an emphatic tone: “Mr. Huo exchanged himself for you, will you just ruin it so casually? He planned so much all day long, and counted his life into it, to clear the way for you, pave the way for your future, what are you planning for!”
Yan Qing slowly raised her head as if frozen, her face was pale, her eyes were full of lifelessness, and she stared blankly at him.
Dr. He couldn’t help feeling sad when he saw such eyes.
He was a staunch atheist, but he couldn’t help but quietly worship the Bodhisattva at this time, praying that Mr. Huo in the emergency room could escape this catastrophe.
Now, apart from the fact that the ward was considered a pure land, it was already stormy outside, and he didn’t know how many people were guarding it.
But the result haen’t come out yet, so he dare not tell Mrs. Huo too much.
Once the rescue failed… It was better to be desperate than to ignite hope and then shatter it cruelly.
What he should do now was to try his best to attract Mrs. Huo’s attention, not to mention that everything he wanted to say was true, and he didn’t intend to hide it and wanted to let her know.
Dr. He raised his breath and continued to speak in a solemn voice: “Mr. Huo had guessed the key to awakening your memory a long time ago, but how to do it had not been determined. Our plan was to fake death, and we had done as much as possible on the basis of fake death. But we didn’t expect that Huo Linchuan didn’t intend to let you go. The situation suddenly changed on the spot. All we could do was use an air mattress. In order to protect you, Mr. Huo would rather turn the fake death into a real one and take his own life.”
Yan Qing was riddled with holes in a few words, and her voice was hoarse: “He traded himself for me, without him, even if I wake up, I live, what’s the point!”
“He did it in advance to get you ready,” Dr. He recalled the scene at that time, and couldn’t hide his excitement. “On the day he accompanied you to shoot the costumes, he personally explained the funeral on the phone. If something happened to him, he asked me to erase your memory and let you treat him as…”
Yan Qing had difficulty breathing: “Take it as what.”
“…a husband who has no feelings, you just need to accept the property he left you with peace of mind, and you don’t need to shed a single tear over his death.”
Yan Qing lost the conscious mind and felt as if it was burned to ashes by a fire.
Not only did he leave her behind, but he also wanted to gouge out her memory, erasing the traces of Huo Yunshen being loved and cherished in this world.
He wanted to die silently, to become a transparent shadow that had never mattered.
Yan Qing’s chest rose and fell rapidly, staring at Dr. He, while her singing voice trembled and tuned: “You dare…you dare!”
She shrank back, fiercely defending her only treasure.
Dr. He turned his head in pain. When he decided to do this, he knew Mrs. Huo had no way to resist. Maybe it would be easier to keep her from knowing, but out of selfishness, he just wanted to tell her since she remembered everything.
Witnessing Mr. Huo and his wife coming over all the way, if that day really came, how could he let him do it.
In the ward, swords were on the verge of breaking out, and in the corridor outside, there was a sudden sound of stumbling footsteps, rushing towards him, and pushing open the door with a “bang”, the person who came was panting, nodding desperately with tears in his eyes, unable to utter a sound.
Yan Qing was stunned.
It was Min Jing.
Her mind was blank, and a cluster of unbelievable tiny flames suddenly ignited, she dared not speak, and pursed her lips tightly.
Dr. He understood what was going on, and when he saw Min Jing’s reaction, he lost all strength and his eyes were red.
He turned back tremblingly, choked up and said, “Ma’am, I, I can tell you the truth, Mr. Huo, when the explosion happened, he was blocked by the metal door panel overturned by the airflow. The door was unbiased. Flying behind Mr. Huo, he fell on the wall and made a shield, and helped him bear most of the injuries…”
After the incident, they all thought that there was no possibility of survival.
But the hard metal door that was originally locked from the outside and sealed off the way of life, in order to match the large suite, was almost three people wide, and the material was extremely strong.
Huo Linchuan arranged the explosives to kill the people in the room on the third floor, and did not intend to blow up the entire building, so the amount and power of the explosives were not too large.
In fact, according to the direction of the moment when the explosive airflow hit, it was not accurate to Mr. Huo’s side where it should go.
Huo Linchuan died completely, his body was mutilated, but at the most critical moment, he was forced to use his own body to pay for his countless crimes.
Yan Qing blinked her eyes slowly, her fingers trembling.
“Even so, Mr. Huo was still affected, with injuries on the left half of his body. He was on the scene for too long, he was severely suffocated, and he had also lost blood from the two shots,” Dr. He said in a nasal voice without stopping, “Mr. Ming and I were afraid of failure, so we dared not say it too early, but now he, he can survive…”
Before he had finished speaking, Yan Qing, who had reacted, let out a cry, bit her lips hard to hold back, then she pulled the needle on the back of her hand, while she staggered out of the ward regardless of the spilled blood.
Huo Yunshen had already been pushed out of the emergency room but was still in a coma. He was under observation in the intensive care unit, and visitors were not allowed for the time being.
There was a piece of glass on the outer wall of the intensive care unit, and you could see the situation inside. A group of well-dressed men were stationed there, all of whom let out the long sighs and low cries of the survivors after the catastrophe.
Min Jing followed Yan Qing and ran over to protect her.
After the crowd noticed her appearance, they consciously silenced, moved to the sides, and created a path in the middle.
Yan Qing walked forward in a daze, the closer she got, the more frightened she became and her teeth chattered. She was still wearing a hospital gown, and the backs of her hands were red and wet. She was afraid of disturbing the gods, so she walked cautiously, then quietly sticking to the glass, she wiped her eyes and looked inside.
On the snow-white hospital bed, a quilt covered the man’s chest, covering the wounds all over his body. He had his eyes closed, the long street was dark, his thin lips were pale, and the usual coldness had faded from the lines of his facial features.
He didn’t know he was rescued.
He didn’t know he was still alive.
At this moment, he faced her as if he was going to die, without resistance, only fragile and gentle.
Yan Qing pressed against the glass and remained motionless.
No one in the room had the guts to speak out, so they lowered their eyebrows and lowered their heads, Min Jing calmed down a bit, and immediately returning to the role of Special Assistant Min, he dispersed the crowd, quietly took them away, and left this space only for Yan Qing herself.
Yan Qing stared at him intently, and after a long while, she bit her wrist and cried, then laughed with tears.
“Husband,” she curled her warm fingers, tapped lightly on the glass, and asked aggrievedly, “When will you wake up, I want to go home with you.”
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