I was so badly wounded that I thought I was going to die.

Sometimes being alive isn't necessarily a good thing, and being dead isn't necessarily a bad thing.

But God didn't let me die, and He let me live.

When I woke up, I was already lying in the hospital, and when I woke up, I saw Meng Yifan and Song Xiaotian's father.

I learned that I fell asleep for a day and a night.

In fact, I was not seriously injured, there were no internal injuries, all external injuries, plus excessive blood loss, and mental stimulation, so I was in a coma all day.

So when we went to save An Ning, it was already last night.

Last night, I drove alone to Du Ruhai's club, and Song Xiaotian immediately called his father and asked him for help.

But when his dad came with someone, it was already over, and he just took us to the hospital.

I lay on the hospital bed for a while, thinking of Du Yuwei's death and the truth that Du Yuwei brought me before she died.

But in front of Uncle Song, I didn't say much.

I now understand why Zhao Laoqi has been refusing to tell me what my flaws are.

Now that I know, my flaw is ...... I'm not Chen Mo, I'm Li Fuguang.

But why do I look like Chen Mo, maybe it's my dad...... It was Chen Guowen and them who transferred my soul to Chen Mo, who had died.

I am sure that Chen Mo is dead, and I have seen Chen Mo's body when I was a child.

But I don't know what method Chen Guowen used to let me have Chen Mo's memory, and also made me lose my own memory, and let me survive as Chen Mo's identity and body.

But it suddenly occurred to me that this is not the real resurrection of the soul......

Zhao Laoqi has always said that borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul is not established, but it is established in my place.

I was killed by Lu Zhengxian and survived on another corpse.

"How does it feel?"

Uncle Song's voice interrupted my memories.

I nodded and said I was fine.

In fact, I was in pain all over my body, and my shoulder was stabbed with a bloody hole, and it hurt when I moved a little.

But no matter how much it hurts, it can't compare to the pain in my heart, and I'm even numb.

"Tranquility......"

I asked Meng Yifan.

Meng Yifan said: "When we arrived on the rooftop, she seemed to be very stimulated, and she kept holding you without speaking, and then came to the hospital, after you came out of the operating room, she left, I don't know where I went......"

"But she wasn't hurt."

I sighed.

Her only relatives are gone, and she watched Du Yuwei die on the rooftop, and she died forever, without even having a chance to be reincarnated.

This stimulus, how can it not be big.

"Where's Brother Tian? What about the Seventh Master? ”

It suddenly occurred to me that these two men were remembered.

I remember when I fainted, there was no one standing on the rooftop.

These two people...... You won't kill each other!

Uncle Song and Meng Yifan pointed to me.

When I looked back, I saw that there was another bed next to me, and Song Xiaotian was lying on that bed.

But he's worse than me, and he's almost mummified.

Seeing that I woke up, he moved his eyes towards me: "Brother, wake up, I woke up early, hehe." ”

I saw that he was injured like this, and I felt a little sorry for him, and asked him: "Are you okay, Brother Tian......"

"Okay, okay." Although he was seriously injured, he still refused to admit defeat: "Don't look at me so badly injured, in fact, when I beat more than 100 people, I didn't suffer any serious injuries at all, really, the reason why I was injured so badly was because I was beaten by the Seventh Master!" ”

"This old man, so ruthless, me to death, you say that this is almost sixty people, like the invincible little King Kong, if he didn't suddenly faint, I would have been beaten to death by him!"

I look at him energetically, and he doesn't look like a seriously injured person.

Uncle Song got up and said, "Since you are all awake, then it's okay, I still have something to do in the store, I wish you all a speedy discharge." ”

"That's leaving?" Song Xiaotian's eyes widened: "Your son is injured like this, are you embarrassed to leave, how can you be a father!" ”

Uncle Song glanced at him: "I've hired a nurse for you, what's your name, it's not a child." And you are injured like this, I didn't tell your mother and your grandfather, so as not to worry them. ”

After speaking, Uncle Song left.

"Damn, no matter how old I am, I'm your son!"

"You dad deserve it, okay, you go, when you get old, you will be thrown into a nursing home!"

I struggled to sit up and asked how the seventh master was.

Song Xiaotian was injured like this, he was so old, I am afraid that he was more seriously injured than Song Xiaotian.

"Not awake yet......"

Meng Yifan's expression was a little solemn: "After all, a person of such an age, when I arrived with Uncle Song, he was almost out of gas, but fortunately, his life was hard, and the doctor rescued him, and now he is lying next to you, and the ventilator is on ......."

My heart was already heavy, but now it is even heavier.

We met Zhao Laoqi, that is, in the past two months, although it was not for a long time, he had also rectified us, but after going through so many things, I knew that he was a good person.

He is definitely the most determined good guy in the world.

Not only did he help us, but he also taught me a lot.

I admire his personality and ability from the bottom of my heart.

I got up and wanted to go next door to see him, but Meng Yifan had to support me, and then supported Song Xiaotian, who couldn't lie down, and led us to the next ward.

Uncle Song also hired a nurse for Zhao Laoqi, it happened to be a meal, and the nurse saw us coming in and was ready to eat.

Zhao Laoqi on the bed had jars stuck in his body, and he even had to maintain his breathing.

Seeing him like this makes me feel bad.

If he was a young man, he might have survived, but at such an old age, I was worried about this level of injury......

I walked up to his bed and called him twice, but he didn't respond.

"Alas, this old man has no heirs."

Song Xiaotian sighed: "If it really doesn't work, we have to help with the future." ”

Meng Yifan said angrily: "People are still lying here, can they avoid the parties." ”

"Didn't I see him like this?" Song Xiaotian felt a little guilty: "At that time, I didn't know what kind of demon I was in, so I fought with him for some reason. ”

"Seventh Master, if you really can't do it and become a ghost in the future, don't come to me for revenge......"

As soon as he finished saying this, we obviously saw Zhao Laoqi's left hand.

"I'll go!"

Song Xiaotian was startled: "Can he hear us?" ”

I also think it's incredible, Zhao Laoqi didn't react when we spoke, but he reacted when Song Xiaotian spoke.

I seemed to understand something, and hurriedly whispered to Song Xiaotian: "You have to stimulate him, saying that he can't beat you." ”

Song Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly leaned into Zhao Laoqi's ear: "Seventh Master, you are old, it's normal that you can't beat me, don't be angry, just lie down here......"

As soon as Song Xiaotian finished speaking, Zhao Laoqi's left hand suddenly moved violently, and he directly raised his middle finger.

"Ouch!"

"This old man is divine!"