Before the orphanage, Ling Wenxuan had no memory. The beginning of the memory seems to be in the orphanage, with my sister. There are no other memories.

Ling Wenxuan didn't know why he was in the orphanage, was he abandoned by his parents? Or did some accident end up in an orphanage? Or is it that Ling Wenxuan's parents have died and he has to be sent to an orphanage?

What the truth is, Ling Wenxuan can't make a guess. At the beginning of his consciousness, Ling Wenxuan thought about these things a lot, but as he grew older, these things made him slowly forget them. His father was only one person, Wen Xunyu. His mother was the woman his father Wen Xunyu loved the most, Ling Xian'er.

Now, if a person breaks into his world, she may be his mother, which makes Ling Wenxuan how not to throb. Although he also knew that the possibility was almost none. How could such a coincidence be possible in the world?

However, Ling Wenxuan couldn't help but be excited about it.

Is it possible that she is her own mother? Although the probability is extremely low. But Ling Wenxuan still had illusions in his heart, if only she were his mother......

The two were waiting outside the operating room, Ling Wenxuan's heart was agitated, while Xu Xian looked at Ling Wenxuan in surprise, and looked inside the operating room from time to time.

Suddenly, a phone call came.

Ling Wenxuan took out his mobile phone, "Shen Shi? ”

"Hey, big brother." Shen Shi's voice came, "We've caught those two people." ”

Ling Wenxuan glanced at Xu Xian and got up and walked away.

"Is that the trait I was talking about?" Ling Wenxuan asked with a cold heart in his heart.

"That's right." Shenshi Road.

"Ask again if you hurt a woman with a knife." Ling Wenxuan glared angrily, "If so, give me a beating." ”

There was a fire in Ling Wenxuan's heart, and when he found that the two had the same blood type, this fire burned even more thoroughly.

"Understood." Shen Shi nodded and hung up the phone.

Ling Wenxuan put down his phone and walked back. I didn't take two steps and another phone call came.

"Huh?" Ling Wenxuan frowned, looked at his phone, it was Liao Kaixing.

"Hey, Kaixing, what's wrong?" Ling Wenxuan asked.

Liao Kaixing couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Wenxuan, good news." Great news. ”

"What's the good news?" Ling Wenxuan's heart was heavy, and he was not very happy to hear the good news.

"But it's not completely decided, I need you to come and talk." Liao Kaixing said busily.

"Now?" Ling Wenxuan frowned.

"Well, I'm in a hurry." Liao Kaixing nodded, "This matter is of great benefit to you." ”

Ling Wenxuan didn't have the heart to bend, and asked directly: "What is the matter, you tell me directly." ”

Liao Kaixing is still hiding: "You'll know when you come here, good news!" ”

"Hurry up, don't say I'm not going, there's something going on now." Because of Ling Xian'er's matter, Ling Wenxuan was not in the mood to joke at all.

Liao Kaixing was silent for a second, and Ling Wenxuan's tone was wrong. Because of something, these two points made Liao Kaixing probably guess that it might be a big deal. In this case, Liao Kaixing is not ready to joke.

"That's right, the RunningMan show has approached us and is ready to invite you to join as a regular host." Liao Kaixing couldn't hide the joy in his tone.

"Huh?" The resentment in Ling Wenxuan's heart couldn't hide his joy because of this news.

"Doesn't RunningMan already have eight MCs, though? Why do you need me? Make up nine? Won't it be too much? Ling Wenxuan was a little strange.

"Not really." Liao Kaixing explained, "Song Joong Ki wanted to focus on acting, so he had to quit. In a couple more installments, he should be gone. In order to make up for this vacancy, the program team wants to find you to fill the position. ”

"Oh?" Ling Wenxuan's heart moved slightly.

"The current ratings of RunningMan in South Korea are not very high. As an MC like Yoo Jae-seok, there are only about 10% of the ratings, which is too low and too low. But. The ratings in China are unexpectedly high, and they are very popular with Chinese audiences. So ......"

Ling Wenxuan took the next step: "So I chose me, a person who has developed very well in China and is now very famous in South Korea, as the host. ”

"Not bad. It's not difficult to understand that if you join, first, China's ratings can rise again. Secondly. You have entered the Korean public eye, and now you are gaining momentum, which can definitely make RunningMan have some effect in South Korea. Third, you are also a host in China, and you are still a potential host. I think those directors can see it. Just some time. If you follow an MC like Liu Jae-seok, you will definitely have a lot to do. Liao Kaixing gave a comprehensive explanation.

Ling Wenxuan nodded, he roughly thought the same way.

"Now that the directors of RunningMan have arrived, you'd better come over." Liao Kaixing said.

Ling Wenxuan was silent, he looked at the operating room, and the light was still on. He didn't want to leave, but he had to face the issues related to his career. The people inside are still unknown to him, maybe they are his relatives, but the probability is too low. It's almost zero, just a little bit higher than the probability of finding a random middle-aged woman on the side of the road who is his mother.

Ling Wenxuan thought for a long time and sighed lightly: "Okay, I'll come over, but I have to wait for a while." ”

"Hmm." Liao Kaixing hung up the phone.

Ling Wenxuan walked back and looked at Xu Xian and stopped.

"What's wrong, Oba?" Xu Xian couldn't help but ask Ling Wenxuan's hesitant look.

Ling Wenxuan glanced at the operating room: "Busy, I may have to go first." There is work, I can only go first. Child's words......"

"Leave it to me." Xu Xian smiled, "I'll talk to the doctor later, you can go with confidence." ”

Xu Xian was very understanding and understood Ling Wenxuan's work. She didn't think about Ling Wenxuan's affairs very complicated, Ling Wenxuan's heart was complicated, she didn't think so. Ling Wenxuan thought that this woman might be his mother, but Xu Xian didn't think so. Her knowledge told her that the probability of such a thing was very, very low. Moreover, there is no such coincidence in the world.

Ling Wenxuan smiled at Xu Xian, looked at the operating room with a complicated expression, and slowly walked to the front of the operating room, as if he wanted to see the woman inside through the glass.

Ling Wenxuan stared at it for a long time before turning to leave.

Xu Xian looked at Ling Wenxuan, looked at his departing figure, and sighed lightly in his heart, it seems that Oba still cares about family affection. Even with a father like King Wen, he still looks forward to his family. Unlike some people, who have a good background and leave their biological parents behind for the sake of so-called fame and fortune.

Ling Wenxuan walked out of the hospital with a heavy heart, and kept looking back at the hospital.

Not long after Ling Wenxuan left the hospital, the lights in the operating room went out, and Xu Xian immediately stepped forward.

"How's the doctor?" Xu Xian asked.

"I'm fine." The doctor laughed, he had a good sense of humor.

Xu Xian reacted instantly: "Doctor, I'm talking about that aunt." ”

"Haha, of course it's good." The doctor laughed and then retracted his expression, "The patient's condition is not serious, and there is no vital injury. The trouble was that she had lost so much blood that she needed a blood transfusion, and her blood type was extremely rare. There is no problem with blood transfusions. ”

"So, can I go see her now?" Xu Xian asked.

"Yes, but the patient is a little weak and needs to recuperate." The doctor said.

"That's right." Xu Xian hugged the child, "What should I do with this child?" I don't know this aunt, I just sent her over, this aunt is injured now, how should the child be taken care of? ”

The doctor looked at the child and thought for a moment and said, "Well, leave it to us." ”

Xu Xian handed the child to the doctor, and he walked in to see Ling Xian'er. She cares a lot about this great mother.

Xu Xian walked into the room softly and looked at Ling Xian'er, who was still asleep.

"Hmm......" Xu Xian was surprised, this aunt is so beautiful. Ling Xian'er's cheeks were stained with blood before, and she couldn't see her appearance at all. Seeing her face now, Xu Hyun was shocked.

Xu Xian has seen a lot of beautiful people, but Xu Xian has never seen a person like Ling Xian'er. If you just look at Ling Xian'er from her face, she can be believed when she says that she is in her twenties, but she can understand her age with her temperament.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Xu Xian sighed softly, this aunt seems to have seen it somewhere, and it is very familiar.

"Huh?" Ling Xian'er frowned slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

Ling Xian'er slowly opened her eyes, squinting slightly to adjust to the light. Weak, her gaze moved slightly, stopping at Xu Xian.

"Auntie, you're awake!" Xu Xian was delighted.

"Hmm." Xu Xian's voice Ling Xian'er had an impression, and she heard Xu Xian's voice and Ling Wenxuan's voice very clearly before she fell into a coma. As a top singer, she has an unusual sensitivity to her voice. It's not that it's not too much to forget, and it's not far off.

"You saved me?" Ling Xian'er's voice was very soft, and she couldn't make a sound in her weakness.

"Actually, you can't say it's me." Xu Xian thought of Ling Wenxuan's pale face after donating 600cc.

"Huh?" Ling Xian'er was stunned.

"It should be my Oba who saved you." Xu Xian corrected, this upright little guy will always be like this.

Ling Xian'er smiled, Xu Xian, this little guy made her feel very interesting, and this is still necessary to be corrected?

"You lost so much blood that he donated 600cc of blood so you could get through it. He is the one you should be thankful for. "Xu Xian is serious. Xu Xian's tone was not resentful or arrogant because she felt that she had saved someone else's life, she was like a normal tone, it was normal, she was such a person.

"What?" Ling Xian'er's eyes widened suddenly.

"How is it possible, how is it possible?" Ling Xian'er's heart was in turmoil. Her eyes widened and she was incredible.

Ling Xian'er clearly remembered that she and Wen Xunyu went to donate blood back then, and they told them that her blood was extremely rare. It seemed to have caused some sensation at the time, and the guy solemnly said to himself that he would definitely protect himself for the rest of his life and not let himself be hurt. Because once you get injured, you lose blood and something like that.

How could this person have such a rare blood type P? He...... (To be continued.) )

PS: The title RunningMan can't be written, the number of words is not enough...... Wrote the running man.