When Zhong Lingyu rushed to the hospital, her mind went blank.
The operating room lights are on.
In the corridor outside, blood stains blurred into a blur.
The air was filled with disinfectant and the thick smell of blood.
Adjutant Li said that Shen Huaizhou was assassinated on his way to see off the golden jubilee.
The killer is an enemy of the Jin family and came specifically for Jin Xi.
In order to save Jin Xi, Shen Huaizhou was shot and almost hurt his heart.
Now the patient is already in the operating room. He has been rescued for more than two hours and has not come out yet.
Zhong Lingyu's hands and feet were cold.
She sat on the bench, shaking all over.
Adjutant Li took Shen Huaizhou's cloak from the car and put it on her.
The wind cloak is thick and has the aura of Shen Huaizhou.
Refreshing soapy scent, mixed with a hint of tobacco.
Zhong Lingyu's body stopped shaking.
Her lips trembled and her voice trembled, "Where is Miss Golden Jubilee?"
"Ms. Jin Xi fainted from fright and was lying in the ward." Adjutant Li said while walking uneasily in the corridor.
Zhong Lingyu looked at the blood on the ground and was at a loss.
She shed tears, gritted her teeth and said suppressedly: "Shen Huaizhou is crazy. In order to save a woman he has only known for a short time, he almost risked his own life. What on earth was he thinking?"
In desperation, Zhong Lingyu spoke a little uncontrollably.
It's not that he's jealous of Shen Huaizhou's protection of Jin Xi, but that he's angry that Shen Huaizhou doesn't take his own life seriously. He should prioritize self-protection.
The enemy was coming for Jin Xi. If he didn't rush to save him, his life would be in danger.
Zhong Lingyu lost his composure because of worry.
She ran to the bathroom, covered her face and cried bitterly.
Adjutant Li wanted to chase him, but as a big man, it was not convenient for him, so he just arranged for two guards to wait near the outside of the bathroom.
He was also thinking about Zhong Lingyu's words.
It is strange that the young marshal ignored his own life in order to save Jin Xi.
Originally, the young marshal and Jin Xi had no friendship at all.
At that time, according to the young marshal's temperament, saving his own life should be the first priority, and saving Jin Xi's life should be the second priority.
But why is the priority reversed?
His heart was in a state of confusion, and while Shen Huaizhou was still rescuing him, Adjutant Li had no time to think about it.
When Zhong Lingyu came back, he and Zhong Lingyu waited silently outside the operating room.
Until midnight, the lights in the operating room went out.
A military doctor with superb medical skills came out.
Zhong Lingyu couldn't wait to step forward and asked in a hoarse voice: "Doctor, how are you doing?"
The military doctor was one of Shen Huaizhou's cronies and knew that Zhong Lingyu was the person Shen Huaizhou cared about.
He raised a faint smile and said patiently and comfortingly: "Miss Lingyu, don't worry, the young commander is blessed with great fortune. He has passed the dangerous period. If we observe him for a few days, there will be nothing serious."
Zhong Lingyu's legs went weak and she fell to the cold floor, gasping for air.
After a while, Shen Huaizhou was pushed out of the operating room by a nurse.
He was still unconscious, his face was pale, and his whole body was as fragile as a piece of fluttering paper, as if it could be blown away by the wind.
Zhong Lingyu stared at him blankly, with tears in her eyes.
She couldn't stand up, so she was supported by Adjutant Li and followed the nurse into the ward.
Shen Huaizhou lay quietly on the hospital bed.
Zhong Lingyu was sitting beside the bed, staring at him without blinking.
Adjutant Li ordered someone to buy hot meals, but Zhong Lingyu had no appetite.
"Miss Lingyu, you'd better eat something. If the young marshal wakes up and sees that you don't look good, he will be worried." Adjutant Li gave some advice.
Zhong Lingyu had no choice but to stiffen his hands and take the bowl of hot porridge.
She took a few sips, then put it down and continued to stare at Shen Huaizhou.
The ward was deserted at night, except for the faint sound of breathing.
Adjutant Li leaned against the wall and fell asleep.
Zhong Lingyu, however, stayed up all night, just looking at Shen Huaizhou intently.
After about ten minutes, she would reach out and check Shen Huaizhou's breathing to make sure he was still alive.
Zhong Lingyu was extremely scared.
She thought of what her mother Yun Suqing looked like when she died.
His face was pale, his lips were blue, and his body had no warmth and was cold.
She reached into the quilt and held Shen Huaizhou's hand tightly.
His hands are generous and warm.
Zhong Lingyu's heart, which had been hanging on, quietly let go.
A new day dawned, and Zhong Lingyu couldn't bear the fatigue after all, so she fell asleep in Shen Huaizhou's arms.
Shen Huaizhou woke up at noon that day.
After fully waking up, he felt a furry itching sensation coming from his forearm.
Looking down, Zhong Lingyu held his hand tightly and lay obediently beside the bed.
Her hair brushed his arm.
When sleeping, there is a bit of cute naivety.
The little face as big as a palm was so red that it looked as if it could squeeze out water.
It's just that she slept a little uneasily, her brows furrowed tightly.
Shen Huaizhou's eyes overflowed with love.
He said hoarsely, "Lingyu..."
Zhong Lingyu did not wake up, but alerted Adjutant Li who was sleeping on the sofa.
Adjutant Li took a cup of warm water and gave it to Shen Huaizhou.
When Shen Huaizhou drank water, his hand kept touching Zhong Lingyu's head.
Adjutant Li whispered: "Young Marshal, please don't wake up Miss Zhong. She was so worried that she cried for a while yesterday and stayed by your bedside at night. She barely slept."
"She cried?" Shen Huaizhou's eyes lit up.
"Yes, I cried so hard that my eyes were swollen." Adjutant Li also smiled, "Miss Lingyu is worried about you."
Shen Huaizhou was in a bright mood.
This girl, knowing that he almost died, still knew how to shed a few tears.
To his surprise, he guarded him all night.
Yes, it still has some conscience.
It's true that he loves her so much.
Shen Huaizhou touched her little face, a smile appeared on his lips.
At this time, Zhong Lingyu slowly opened his eyes.
She was slightly startled when she saw Shen Huaizhou's piercing eyes.
Shen Huaizhou held her hand and put it against his face, his voice was gentle and low, "Why are you so dazed? Touch me and see if I'm still alive and well?"
Zhong Lingyu didn't react.
She had been lost in thought, quietly feeling the warmth on his face.
After a while, a few lines of tears overflowed from his eyes.
Shen Huaizhou was very distressed.
He raised his hand to wipe her tears, but he couldn't wipe them away.
"Stop crying, eh?" Shen Huaizhou took her in his arms and kissed her lips gently.
His breath was moist and hot, brushing her lips and tongue softly.
Zhong Lingyu woke up.
She thought she was still in a dream and hadn't woken up yet.
It turns out that this is already reality, Shen Huaizhou woke up.
She was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand to touch her face, which was cold and wet.
Shen Huaizhou chuckled, "Are you crazy for worrying about me?"
Zhong Lingyu broke away from him, his pupils spinning in panic.
She wiped her tears and turned around to run away under Shen Huaizhou's stunned gaze.
