[This article is ♀ serialized in Jinjiang ♀]

[Today's second watch, the anti-theft ♀ chapter is the brain hole ...... four years ago]

[I don't know if I don't look for it, how many pits I dug ...... QAQ…… I started writing it on a whim.,Fortunately, most of them haven't been sent.,Throw it in the computer to collect dust when you're done.。 Yes)?meaning)?thought)?book)?hospital)]

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Chapter 1: Sudden Death

"Xiaoling, I'm going to dinner, together?"

"You go first, I still have some unfinished, I'll leave later."

The middle-aged woman changed out of her research gown, looked back at the young woman buried in the document, and looked helpless: "Don't be too tired, don't talk about the dean, even I feel distressed." ”

The young woman raised her head, her eyes narrowed into a slit, and a bright smile appeared on her slightly pale face. The short hair with Qi Ear was slightly messy and uneven, and it was clear that its owner was not very good at taking care of it.

"Don't worry, I won't treat myself badly."

"Well, then I'll go first."

"Bye, see you tomorrow."

After the woman left, only the woman was left in the office.

After staring at the door for a moment, the woman took a folder out of a drawer. On the folder were written in a dark blue pen with a few barely legible words - "Meridian Cultivation"

Holding the folder, the woman leaned back in the chair, stretched out her slender index finger and rubbed her eyebrows: "It's been almost two years, and there are no clues at all, but we have to study the reason, where do we start......

After sitting for a while, the woman stood up and walked to the window, took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hmm...... Feed? The person on the other end of the phone was obviously in a non-conscious state, and his tone was very arrogant, mixed with the voice of a woman laughing and asking "who", thinking that it was a good thing to be disturbed.

The woman's face was expressionless, and her voice was a little cold: "It's me." ”

"Shhhh

"Huh?" The woman's face was still expressionless, but the rising tone of her voice made the listener shudder involuntarily.

"Uh, no... No, no, Sister Ling is good! ”

"Hmph... I haven't looked for you for so many days, it seems that you are doing well, and you will not forget all the tasks I gave you, right? ”

"How can this be, I have been conscientiously carrying out the task assigned by Sister Ling."

"So, what about the result?"

"Knot... The result...... Well, it's like this, we're divided into four ways......"

"I just want to hear the results, and as for the process, I don't care." The woman interrupted the other party's tirade that was about to begin, with some impatience.

“…… No, we have worked hard, but we still haven't found anything valuable, most of the relevant clues have not escaped the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression and the □□, and the only ones are not helpful to your research, Sister Ling, and we are still looking for them. ”

The woman was silent for a long time, and then slowly spoke: "Forget it, call everyone back, your activities around have already attracted the attention of other forces, since there are no clues, it will be in vain to find them again." ”

“…… It's ......" The person on the other end of the line breathed a sigh of relief.

Hanging up the phone, the woman looked into the distance, as if she remembered something, and a warm smile slowly hung on the corner of her mouth.

After standing for a moment, the woman looked back at the wall clock on the wall.

20：37

"If you rush home now, you should be able to cook before Dad comes home......

Thinking of this, the woman turned around to pack her things, but she didn't take anything except the bag she was carrying with her and the folder.

21：29

The door was opened from the outside, and a man who appeared to be in his forties walked in. As soon as he entered the door, the man sniffled and his eyes lit up: "What did Ling'er do?" It smells so good! ”

The woman leaned out of the kitchen and saw the man's dusty appearance, and felt a little distressed: "It's so late, dad is hungry, go wash your hands, I made your favorite braised pork ribs." ”

"Okay!"

At the dinner table, the warmth between father and daughter is mixed with the fragrance of food, and there is a taste of happiness.

In fact, the two are not biological father and daughter, and the age difference is only 17 years. The man's name is Han Qiuyan, he lost his parents when he was 14 years old, but fortunately, his parents left a lot of inheritance, and there was no kind of relatives who lost their conscience in fairy tales to rob him, plus the care of an old Chinese medicine master who was over the age of old, so he was safe and sound until he became an adult.

That year, Han Qiuyan was 19 years old, in the ice and snow, he picked up a two-year-old girl who was sick with less air intake and more breath.

Under the care of him and the old Chinese medicine doctor, the girl's condition gradually improved, although her body was still very weak, but it was better than freezing to death.

Then, Han Qiuyan accepted the girl as a daughter and named her Hanling. Although the old Chinese medicine doctor was surprised, he did not object.

19-year-old father, two-year-old daughter. It is conceivable that at the very beginning, the life of the two people was chaotic, Han Qiuyan, who had no experience in childcare, often made jokes, and the old Chinese medicine doctor was often busy.

Year after year, Han Ling grew up and her personality became very much like a boy, sometimes better and stronger than a boy, especially after she became sensible. When she was 16 years old, Han Ling began to mix with the society with Han Qiuyan on her back, not because she was rebellious, but because she hoped to help Han Qiuyan as much as she could.

And Han Qiuyan, for the sake of Han Ling, he gave up countless opportunities to go higher, and also rejected all women, and has been single so far, only concentrating on the study of traditional Chinese medicine. None of his friends nor former classmates understood.

"With your talent, you can show your talents in the world, why give up your good future for this drag?"

Whenever this happens, Han Qiuyan just smiles: "You don't understand." ”

They don't understand, and neither does Han Ling, but Han Ling knows that she owes him, and she can't afford to pay it back for the rest of her life.

When Han Ling was 18 years old, Han Qiuyan applied for and established a research institute of traditional Chinese medicine, and Han Ling became the "first sister" of the underworld in P City.

When Han Ling was 20 years old, the state secretly issued a research task to almost all traditional Chinese medicine and biological research institutes - to explore the mystery of Xiuzhen and find out how to improve human body functions.

Now, two years have passed. For this research, Han Qiuyan spent most of the past two years running outside, and Han Ling wandered in major libraries, constantly looking for clues, and his subordinates almost "abandoned martial arts and literature" to help, but they didn't find anything useful, and the cultural level of those people improved a lot.

Today, Han Qiuyan rushed back from Xinjiang.

"Did Dad find anything this time?"

Hearing Han Ling ask about this, Han Qiuyan put down the dishes and chopsticks, ran to the living room, took out a dozen documents from his backpack, and said with some regret: "This result should be a big blow to the country." ”

Han Ling was stunned: "What?" ”

"This time, I went to visit the north of Kunlun Mountain, which is worthy of being the legendary paradise for cultivators, and there are actually descendants of cultivators. Although the sects are all decayed, there is a lot of literature left, which I have sorted out, so you can see for yourself. ”

Han Ling took the dozen documents and looked through them carefully.

After a while, Han Ling finished reading.

The document is not long, and the central meaning is one: the cultivation of truth requires the aura of heaven and earth, but with the development of nature by human beings, the aura of heaven and earth has long disappeared, and the cultivation of truth has become a delusion.

Sure enough, it was a blow.

"Still." Han Qiuyan's words changed, "In fact, this can also be regarded as a good thing for the country, 'it can be said that Sai Weng is not a blessing', you know, if Xiuzhen still exists in this world, then there will be too many uncontrollable factors in this world, maybe one day it will bring unimaginable disasters to the country." ”

'Saiong loses his horse and knows whether he is blessed' is Han Qiuyan's favorite sentence, which is often on his lips, and he used to use this sentence to teach Han Ling.

Han Ling was slightly stunned, and then thought of the bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals under his command. If they can fix the truth...... Or forget it, it's simply impossible.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, eat first, and then have the strength to do things when you are full." Han Qiuyan smiled and put away all the materials.

The next morning, Han Qiuyan left home, and he had to report the research results to the country as soon as possible.

Because of the interruption of research, Han Ling can finally sleep lazily, and he doesn't even know when Han Qiuyan will leave home.

In a daze, Han Ling heard the phone ringing.

"Hello?"

"Is it Miss Hanling?"

"Well, I am, what's the matter?"

"That's right, I am the captain of the fourth brigade of the traffic police detachment, I inform you that your father, Mr. Han Qiuyan, was in a car accident on Fifth Avenue and has been sent to the Fourth Municipal Hospital for rescue, we hope you can rush to the hospital as soon as possible to deal with the relevant matters."

Like a basin of ice water poured down, Han Ling immediately sobered up: "What... What the? Car accident? Is my dad okay?! ”

"I don't know the situation very well at the moment, you can go to the hospital to find out the situation yourself."

"Well... Okay, I'll get there as soon as possible. ”

Hanging up the phone, Han Ling rushed out of the house as fast as he could, and sat in an 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony sent by Han Qiuyan that could not be used once in several months - a Ferrari, and Han Ling rushed to the Fourth Hospital.

I don't know how many red lights I ran along the way, and I narrowly passed by countless cars, but in just half an hour, Hanling rushed to the hospital.

After getting out of the car, Han Ling ran all the way to the front of the ward.

Pale and trembling, panting Han Ling leaned against the wall of the hospital, attracting the attention of many people.

Fortunately, Han Qiuyan was not in danger of life, but he was still in a coma, and Han Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

After dealing with the hospitalization, Hanling had a chance to sit down and rest. Sitting on the edge of Han Qiuyan's hospital bed, Han Ling's brain was in chaos, as if she was on a busy street, there were many people talking in her ear, and it took a lot of water to relieve it.

"Daddy...... You must not have anything to do......"

Early in the morning of the third day, Han Ling was awakened by a noise, raised his head, and found that Han Qiuyan's hands were moving slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

"Daddy...... Father? ”

[The number of words is exceeded, see what the author has to say in the second half of this chapter]