Chapter 19: Death Hangs by a Thread

Wang Qing also saw the tattoo on Yang Chen's arm, and her delicate body suddenly trembled, and a strong hatred appeared in her eyes.

Qianbei Dragon King, how could it be him?

"Yang Chen, do you know a person named Wang Dong?" Wang Qing tried her best to suppress her trembling voice, stared at Yang Chen and asked.

Yang Chen shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know, all my previous memories are gone, Sister Qing, what's wrong with you?"

"Are the memories gone?"

Wang Qing sneered miserably in her heart, a murderous demon, in order to escape the condemnation of conscience, deliberately sealed his memory, right?

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

Yang Chen saw that Wang Qing was in a wrong state, and asked suspiciously: "Sister Qing, do you know something about my past, can you tell me?"

He could see that Sister Qing suddenly changed her attitude after seeing the tattoo on her arm.

"Let me calm down. ”

Wang Qing's face was cold, and after finishing speaking, she walked directly into the bedroom, closed the door, and then came to the desk and sat down in despair.

On her desk, there is a picture frame, and inside is a young man with a sunny smile.

"Sister, when I was bullied by others when I was a child, you were always protecting me, and now that I have cultivated my internal strength, it is my turn to protect you. ”

"Sister, I became the first genius of the younger generation of the Wang family at the age of sixteen, amazing!"

"Sister, it's a pity that you can't cultivate, otherwise the two of us will be able to press the other veins to the ground and rub them together. ”

"Sister, I have decided, I want to go out, I want to use my martial arts to wipe away all the evils in this world. ”

“……”

The voice of the young man's ambition kept echoing in his ears, and Wang Qing's tears were dripping on the photo frame, and his slender jade fingers were white.

"Xiaodong, three years have passed, I didn't expect that the murderer who killed you at the beginning actually appeared in front of me, is this the will of God?"

"It's a pity that he has lost his memory, and I can't make him repent and blame himself before he dies. ”

Wang Qing clutched the photo frame tightly, her eyes flashed with unwillingness, if you can't let a villain die with guilt, then what's the point of revenge?

At this time, Yang Chen, who was pacing back and forth in the living room, was also inexplicably anxious in his heart, he didn't know what happened to Sister Qing, but from Sister Qing's eyes just now, he clearly saw hatred.

"What the hell is going on, my damn memory!"

Yang Chen slapped his head fiercely, if his memory hadn't been broken, he wouldn't have been so confused.

I don't know how long it took, the door of Wang Qing's bedroom finally opened, Yang Chen took a look, and saw that her eyes were red and swollen, and she was obviously crying.

"Sister Qing, what's going on, please tell me!" Yang Chen asked anxiously.

Wang Qing had already come to her senses, and said in a calm voice: "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly remembered some of the past, let's go!"

Although Yang Chen was very curious about what was going on, Wang Qing didn't say anything, and he didn't want to ask too much, so he had to follow Wang Qing into the car with a blank face.

Cars are speeding down the road.

Wang Qing kept a calm face and didn't speak, let alone tease Yang Chen like before, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Buzz –

The car suddenly picks up speed.

120 yards, 150 yards, 200 yards......

The speed of the car continues to soar.

Yang Chen's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he had already realized that the situation was not good, only to see Wang Qing's expressionless face, as if he had lost his soul.

"That's the end of it, Xiaodong, my sister is here to accompany you. ”

Wang Qing's eyes flashed with a touch of resoluteness, and he suddenly slammed the steering wheel, and suddenly there was a sharp friction sound between the car tires and the ground, and the out-of-control car crashed into the guardrail on the side of the road at high speed.

Yang Chen was taken aback, it was too late to stop him, and at this moment, he suddenly saw a sharp iron thorn stabbing in the direction of the main driver.

"Sister Qing, be careful!"

Yang Chen violently broke free of his seat belt and pounced on Wang Qing with all the strength of his body.

Boom!

The airbag popped open, but the iron thorn still penetrated deep into Yang Chen's heart from his back.

Yin Hong's blood spilled on Wang Qing's face, and she shouted in grief, "Why??"

Blood overflowed from the corners of Yang Chen's mouth, and he squeezed out an ugly smile and said, "I don't know...... Why did Sister Qing do this, but ...... I must have hurt you...... If this is the atonement for sins...... I do. ”

After saying this sentence with difficulty, Yang Chen completely lost consciousness.

Wang Qing's cry was even more desperate.

There was a serious car accident on the road, and the enthusiastic people hurriedly dialed 120, and after a while, the ambulance was roaring.

After Luo Ling learned the news, he hurried to the People's Hospital, found Shen Jitong and asked anxiously, "How is Yang Chen and Yang Chen?"

Shen Jitong said with a solemn face: "The iron pierced his heart, and it is very rare to be able to survive to the hospital, but the follow-up situation is not optimistic." ”

Luo Ling's face turned pale in an instant, as if he had been struck by lightning.

"How can you be, Yang Chen, how can you die? We don't have a round house yet, how can you die? How can you leave me alone?"

Luo Ling wept sadly, as if she had lost her spiritual support, and now Yang Chen had occupied a large part of her heart.

Hua Kang also rushed to hear the news, and after learning that Yang Chen's life was dying, his expression was suddenly sad.

How could such an outstanding genius of Chinese medicine die like this? Is there any reason for the sky?

The rescue work is still ongoing, and every minute of time passes is an extra bit of suffering for the people who are waiting.

After 48 hours, the surgeon came out of the operating room tiredly, but his eyes were extremely excited.

"Miracle, nothing short of miracle!"

The surgeon never seemed so shocked, repeating in his mouth: "This is a miracle in the medical world, no, it should be a miracle for all mankind." ”

Everyone was puzzled and hurriedly asked about Yang Chen's situation.

The chief surgeon said excitedly: "Dean, Hua Lao, you hurry up and take a look, although Yang Chen's heart has been pierced, his vitality is unexpectedly tenacious. ”

I saw that on the ECG monitor, Yang Chen's vital indicators were normal, even more normal than normal people.

"When I was doing the surgery, I found something even more shocking, after I took out the iron thorn, Yang Chen's heart actually healed on its own, and there was no bacterial infection. ”

"Self-healing!"

When Shen Jitong and Hua Kang heard this, they were both trembling, this kind of unbelievable thing is probably the first case in history!

No wonder the surgeon was so excited.

Luo Lingke didn't care about any medical miracles, she just wanted to know if Yang Chen could come back to life, and after getting Shen Jitong's affirmative answer, she couldn't help crying with joy.

"Yang Chen, ...... in the future I'll never lose my temper with you again. ”