Reconciled!?

Although his whole body was filled with a pain that was difficult to describe in words, at this time, Ling Yun's brain was extremely clear. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I have been a doctor all my life and have saved countless dying people, but I didn't expect that now I have become a dying person, but there is no one to treat.

That's it, maybe that's my fate.

Ling Yun smiled bitterly, raised his head slightly, and looked at the stars in the distance. I don't know why, the stars in the night sky are vaguely converging into a young girl's smiling face.

This girl's smiling face was not unfamiliar to Ling Yun at all, she looked at the hazy smiling face stupidly, and a glimmer of crystal light flashed inexplicably in her dead eyes.

"Mom, do you think I'm pretty?" It was a sunny morning, the air in Singapore was always filled with the salty smell of the sea, and on a beautiful beach, a little girl with two braids chuckled and spun in front of a young couple to show them her new clothes.

"Beautiful. My Yun'er is the most beautiful girl in the world. "The young woman should be the mother of the girl, and she caresses the girl's hair lovingly.

The girl smiled happily when she received her mother's approval, but when she saw that the young man kept talking with the phone and did not look at her, the little mouth immediately pouted unhappily.

"Yun'er, Dad is a surgeon who treats many patients every day, and he does things that are beneficial to society, so we have to support him, right?" The girl's mother seemed to read her thoughts, and comforted her softly.

The girl nodded thoughtfully and said, "Mom, can I be a doctor when I grow up in the future?" ”

"Of course." The young woman smiled and said, "Why does Yun'er want to be a doctor? ”

"Because I can also do things that are good for society, and I can also share a little work for my father, so that he can spend more time with us." The girl said seriously.

"Good boy!" The young woman hugged the girl in distress.

Since it was early in the morning, there were not many tourists on the beach, and there was a calm and peaceful atmosphere everywhere.

But this quiet and peaceful atmosphere was soon shattered by a group of masked men armed with assault rifles.

Evil bullets roared into the bodies of these innocent tourists, and the crimson blood stained the vast sand of the beach bright red.

When the girl woke up again, it was already noon the next day, she was crying and shouting for her parents, but there was only a group of men and women in military uniforms around her, and she couldn't see her parents at all.

It turned out that the girl was the only survivor of the beach terrorist-terrorist attack. Her parents used their bodies to block all the bullets for her at a critical juncture.

The girl was only 14 years old.

From that day on, the happy smile on the girl's face disappeared, replaced by a day of hesitation and restlessness. So much so that in the end, her personality was so withdrawn that no one wanted to approach her.

The orphanage was reluctant to take her in, so she was once again sent to the army. It was impossible for an underage child to stay in the army, and after several rounds, she was finally sent to her final destination, the General Intelligence Service of Singapore.

Singapore's General Intelligence Agency has a junior agent class, and they will select some teenagers with high comprehensive quality in orphanages in their country as agent seedlings, and receive rigorous agent training from an early age. Because the talents cultivated since childhood are undoubtedly the most loyal agents.

Four years later, the girl graduated from the junior agent class, and after the packaging of the Singapore General Intelligence Bureau, she became a Singaporean Chinese, and through her own efforts, she was admitted to the medical major of Yenching University in Huaxia, and at her deliberate request, Lingyun's real name was retained.

Before leaving, Ling Yun cut off her long hair with her own hands and carefully stored it in front of her parents' tombstones, so she couldn't come over to accompany them often, so she had to leave her long hair instead of herself. Moreover, this trip to Huaxia Country also marked the official start of her secret service career, so she kept a short hair to warn herself that she must fight like a man.

The four-year university career gave Ling Yun the opportunity to spy on a lot of useful information for the Singapore government. In return, the General Intelligence Bureau agreed to Ling Yun's condition of avenging his parents with his own hands.

Ling Yun didn't remember the appearance of the terrorists anymore, she only remembered that she had found a scalpel from her father's home.

Even after many years, the scalpel is still extremely sharp, and it can easily penetrate the skin and cut the artery. She used very cruel means to cut the arteries of those people's bodies, so that they watched their blood flow out little by little, and their lives disappeared in front of their eyes little by little.

Ling Yun lived in the society like an ordinary person, from a bachelor's degree in medicine to a master's degree in medicine, and finally to be admitted to Harvard Medical School in the United States with excellent grades.

Over the years, Ling Yun has had the blood of many people on his hands. Some were secretly assassinated by her, while others were revived by her with a scalpel.

Perhaps because of his childhood jokes, or because of his father's influence, Ling Yun chose surgeon almost without any hesitation, a superficial profession used to hide his true identity. Moreover, she has also achieved a little success in this superficial profession. Because she sincerely loves this profession.

Doctors are a sacred profession that heals the sick and saves lives. Therefore, Ling Yun does not like to kill, but she cannot refuse to be loyal to her motherland. Because the motherland gave her a second life.

Ling Yun couldn't remember how many people he had assassinated over the years. But she knew that every time she killed someone, she would not hesitate to go into the operating room and do her best to save those dying patients, only in this way would her heart feel better.

"Woman, do you have any last words?"

There was a violent tearing pain on his scalp, pulling Ling Yun's thoughts back to reality.

"Last words?" Ling Yun glanced at the three companions who had fallen to the ground, smiled bitterly, and said in a low voice, "Can I sing a song?" ”

"Why do you want to sing?" Smith asked.

"Because I am dying soon, I can no longer serve my country, and my last wish is to sing a national anthem and dedicate it to my motherland." Ling Yun said solemnly.

Smith frowned, obviously he was not interested in listening to this dying man sing the national anthem, so he glanced at Qin Hao again, and after seeing the other party nodding, he said helplessly: "Okay, but you only have one minute." ”

"Thank you!" Ling Yun smiled slightly, she laboriously raised her head to look up at the sky, cleared her dry throat, and hummed softly.

Ling Yun was seriously injured and it was very difficult for her to breathe, but she still insisted on using her last strength to sing this song that would always be in her heart.

She sang in Singapore's native language, which was barely understood by anyone present.

Even though this distressing woman was not from China, the security guards present were moved by her hoarse and magnetic voice and her innocent heart.

"It's time." Smith interrupted Ling Yun with a blank expression, and he raised the sharp dagger in his hand again.

Time's up. It's time to accept your fate!

Ling Yun was silent, but smiled bitterly again, she had already been avenged for the enmity of her parents, and she also showed her ardent heart for the kindness of the motherland.

But there was one more person she couldn't let go.

I only hope that after he knows all the ins and outs, he won't hold a grudge against me.

Ling Yun sighed slightly and closed his eyes in resignation.