The father and daughter knelt outside the operating room like this, Lu Ming's eyes were slightly red, and he also prayed silently in his heart.

If a miracle has a color, it must be the blood-like red of China.

"Ancestors, ancestors, ancestors of modern times, bless ......"

Lu Ming prayed from the bottom of his heart, he didn't believe in God or Buddha.

But he believes that the ancestors who have spilled countless blood for the compatriots on this land.

It may not necessarily be useful, but if the first two really exist in this world, how can there be no ancestral heroic spirits, and how can they not protect their children?!

The nurses who were waiting outside also prayed, and no one knew better than them how difficult it was to survive the fatal wound in the chest, but at this moment, they also began to yearn for a miracle.

"Ancestors bless, ancestors bless ......"

Bursts of prayer are whispered outside the operating room.

In the operating room, the doctors are also battling death, and various instruments are constantly passed and used in the hands of doctors.

The nurse next to him was constantly wiping the sweat for the doctor, and the doctor's eyes never dared to blink for half a minute, for fear that if he was a second late, he would watch a life pass away.

It turns out that not only the ancestors love the future generations, but also countless people in the future generations are also loving their compatriots, and the spirit of Chinese civilization has been inherited and rolling forward.

However, at this moment, the doctors' eyes widened involuntarily!

On the electrocardiogram, the woman's fluctuations have almost become a straight line, and she is about to be declared dead!

The paramedics immediately began the final rescue, but there was no miracle.

"You, hurry up and inform the family—"

Just when everyone was about to give up, the ECG suddenly fluctuated again!

"Quick, first aid!"

It went back and forth, tossing and turning for hours.

At two o'clock in the morning, the operating lights finally went out.

But no one outside the operating room was happy, and no one dared to think of the worst-case scenario.

The man hurriedly stood up, and the moment his knees straightened up, he bent down uncontrollably, and his knees could barely stand up after kneeling for too long, but fortunately, Lu Ming helped him in time.

The man didn't care about anything else, and asked anxiously at the doctor who came out:

"Doctor, how is my wife?"

The doctor took off his mask and gasped:

"Rescued, rescued......"

"Yay! Yes!!! ”

The nurses couldn't help but cheer and jump, as if they had won a big battle!

The man quickly rushed into the emergency room with Xu Sinian.

When I saw it, my wife had opened her eyes in a daze.

"Old ...... Husband...... Don't cry......"

"I ...... I don't want to leave you and miss you......"

"Uh-huh, don't leave, don't leave!!"

The man was ecstatic, and Xu Sinian jumped to his feet happily: "Mom, Mom!" ”

At this time, Lu Ming also walked in and said to Xiaoya:

"I'm sorry."

Xiao Ya glanced at Lu Ming weakly and shook her head:

"I ...... I've seen it all, and if you hadn't given up on our children, none of them would have survived......"

"Without you opening the door of the villa, I have been blocking behind us, I'm afraid, I won't be able to see my thoughts again......"

At this time, the man also looked at Lu Ming with guilt and said:

"Mr. Lu, I was impulsive just now, I should apologize to you, I'm sorry!"

"You suffered this catastrophe in order to promote Chinese civilization, no wonder you, I was too anxious just now, and no one has to bear more than you now."

"Otherwise, don't leave the Triumph Villa area, I will be very happy to miss you living here."

Xu Sinian also nodded heavily:

"Brother Lu Ming, I still want to play with you in the future, I don't want to be afraid of those bad guys, when I grow up, I want to be a policeman and arrest them all!"

As he spoke, Xu Sinian grabbed Lu Ming's hand.

Lu Ming squatted down with a smile and gently wiped Xu Sinian's tears with his hand, only then did he find out.

I am also becoming someone else's youth.

When Sinian grows up and she is in her thirties, when the time comes, will Xu Sinian, who is still a little girl, wear a police uniform and walk in front of her?

Thinking of this, Lu Ming couldn't help but feel a lot better, this is probably the meaning of dialogue between ancient and modern.

"I miss my brother, my brother is not leaving."

Lu Ming finally made up his mind and planned to buy another villa in the suburbs, and live in a villa in the suburbs when he hosted the show or during extraordinary times.

In this way, even if the killer wants to assassinate, no one else will be implicated.

The villas in the Triumph District are used as their own living residences, and under normal circumstances, they live in the Triumph District.

In this way, kill two birds with one stone.

After making a decision, Lu Ming and Xu Sinian's parents exchanged pleasantries, saying that if they needed anything about the injury, they could find themselves at any time, and then walked downstairs to the hospital alone.

However, just when he arrived at the hall on the first floor, the scene in front of him directly stunned him.

At two o'clock in the morning, in the hospital lobby, there were many men, women, and children, sleeping on the floor with their faces haggard.

Others sat directly on the floor tiles, leaning against the cold wall or pillars and dozing, and were about to fall to the side several times, but they quickly woke up, as if they were afraid that they had missed something.

Others, kneeling on the ground, staring blankly at the ceiling, clasped their hands together, and muttering at the corners of their mouths, as if praying.

"God, please bless my granddaughter and get through the dangerous period......"

A skinny old man with a sack of steamed buns next to him, who uses this steamed bun to satisfy his hunger every day, and as soon as the morning dawns, he will immediately go to buy delicious food for his granddaughter on the hospital bed, and then lie that he has eaten two servings.

Lu Ming saw through the sack that some of the steamed buns in it had been weathered.

"Bodhisattva, I am willing to exchange my life for my son's life, please, please let him live......"

An old woman kneeling on the ground, having had her son's liver cut, spent the night in the lobby of the hospital every day in order to save money on accommodation outside.

Lu Ming had never seen such a scene, in the early hours of the morning, at a time when countless people were lying on the bed and falling asleep, there were still so many prayers in the hospital.

He mustered up the courage and walked through the praying crowd step by step, and each time he lifted his leg, it was as if a weight had been weighed on his knee.

Walking out of the hospital, I looked up at Yancheng at three o'clock in the morning.

Whether it is the hospital or the nearby high-rise buildings, there are still a lot of lights.

The scene just now brought him a great shock.

When all else fails, people pray to something that they don't know exists.

Throughout the ages, how many people have been unable to ask for it, and can only watch the most precious things in their lives be taken away by force majeure?

White-haired people send black-haired people, children want to raise but don't wait, die before leaving the school, etc., the times are changing, but regrets, but always those regrets.

The reason why Xu Sinian's mother can be rescued this time is also because of a miracle, but how many miracles can there be in the world?

In the face of this desperate situation, how did the ancestors go through?

And which ancestor can answer the doubts of future generations and bring some spiritual healing to future generations?

Are there other factors that could be integrated?

A series of thoughts came to Lu Ming's mind.

Lu Ming walked alone under the moonlight and slowly walked out of the hospital.

Finally, he made a decision.