Rebirth Mission

Leng Zhengrui couldn't wait to ask, "Is this also the reason why we can't tell that we can hear Jing'er's inner thoughts?"

'Sister' shook her head: "No, this is what you asked for."

Leng family: ???

"After you died in your previous life, your souls followed Jing'er and saw her pain and sadness. You also knew that she longed for your attention, so you all unanimously decided on this matter."

"'Only by experiencing her grievances can you understand how sad she is.' You said this, so I felt heartache when I wanted to respond to Jing'er's voice."

The Leng family was deeply touched when they thought of the piercing pain. Yes, it was really uncomfortable and unfair.

Lan Shu looked at her 'sister' with compassion: "Child, we only each got a piece of the heart, and what about you... You said that your power allowed Jing'er to live twice. What was the price you paid? And who did you exchange this power with?"

This power to change life and death and travel through the past must come at a high price.

Although she knew that her 'sister' was dead, since there was a soul, there must be the legendary underworld. If so, she would definitely be able to reincarnate. How could she bear to make herself miserable for several lifetimes just to save Jing'er!

Moreover, this is her own child. If possible, she must exchange fate with hers and suffer for her.

The 'sister' didn't answer, her eyes were burning and sincere, and she smiled brightly: "Mom, you are really gentle and kind at all times."

Lan Shu was stunned, and so was Leng Hongwen. This smile was so clean and pure that it made them dazed for a moment.

I seem to have seen it somewhere...

Of course there is a price to pay. She voluntarily gave up reincarnation and helped Leng Yujing save the Leng family.

Because they let her see the light, this was her way of repaying them.

"Mom, please give me a name."

Leng Hongwen and Lan Shu were called back to their senses: "Name?"

"Well, I am your child, please give me a name."

This is her only wish.

The couple looked at each other, and then looked away. She looked exactly like Jing'er. Although she died at birth, she had been with Jing'er through all the hardships over the years.

Lan Shu felt depressed. Why did his twin daughters have such a rough fate?

"Leng Tiantian, how is it?"

'Tian' means quiet and indifferent, not pursuing fame or wealth, and being content.

'Sweet' is beautiful and comfortable. I hope 'sister' will be as sweet as honey and happy in the future.

"Leng Tiantian...Tiantian." She murmured. These three words were her own name. She now had a name: "I like it very much!"

"Thank you, Mom, Dad, Big Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother, Fourth Brother. I am very happy to see you!"

Leng Tiantian floated to the side of the hospital bed, put her hand on Leng Yujing's heart, and then her translucent body emitted light, turning into a ball of light, dragging sporadic points of light into Leng Yujing's body.

"thumping".

"Di!"

"Doctor Leng! Doctor Leng! The patient's heart is beating! He's back! He's back!"

In the blink of an eye, the scene in front of Leng Shangxu changed. It was no longer a blank space, but he returned to the operating room.

He still held Jing'er's hand, and the nurse's voice came to his ears.

Leng Shangxu subconsciously looked at the electronic monitor. The time was still 15 minutes after the first aid after the cardiac arrest, and the heart rate had changed from a straight line to a peak line.

The frequency is also slowly increasing.

"Doctor Leng..." Zhang Ping reminded.

"I know!" Leng Shangxu began to assist, using acupuncture to consolidate Leng Yujing's condition.

There were no further accidents during the subsequent process and the operation was completed successfully.

The light on the operating room door went out and Leng Yujing's bed was pushed out.

After leaving that magical space, the Leng family had remained silent and now surrounded them.

"Doctor, how is Jing'er?"

"Doctor, is my sister okay?"

"Doctor, how is the operation?!"

Zhang Ping nodded: "Don't worry, family members, the operation was successful, the bullet was removed, and the patient is not in danger of death."

"That's good..."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and followed Leng Yujing to the VIP ward on the top floor of the inpatient department.

Zhang Ping explained some things and left, and stopped when he passed outside the operating room.

Leng Shangxu was sitting on a bench in his sterile operating suit, his eyes closed and his head lowered.

"Why are you sitting here by yourself? Why don't you go and be with your precious sister?"

Leng Shangxu opened his eyes and shook his head gently: "Wait a moment..."

He just wants to be quiet for a while now.

Zhang Ping sat next to him and sighed, "Today I finally understand the difference between you and me. You are more persistent and stronger than me. If it was my own sister lying in there, I'm afraid my hands would be so trembling that I couldn't even hold the scalpel, but you were able to perform such a precise suture."

Strong... No, Leng Shangxu is not strong at all. When Jing'er's heart rate turned straight just now, he was stunned.

"Brother Leng, what's wrong with you? How come you don't even feel excited about rescuing your sister?"

"I'm glad Jing'er is okay, but I didn't save her..."

It was Zhang Ping and his team who performed CPR, and it was Tian Tian who gave Jing'er strength. He was just scared at the time, and he was really useless...

Zhang Ping held his shoulders and comforted him: "Don't underestimate yourself. If you don't connect the blood vessels, all my efforts will be in vain."

After Zhang Ping left, Leng Shangxu sat there for a long time, leaning his head against the wall, and tears flowed unknowingly.

I'm glad Jing'er is okay...Jing'er is okay...

Leng Shangxu sat from dusk to night before he finally recovered. After taking a shower and putting on a clean white coat, he came to Leng Yujing's ward. He naturally became Jing'er's attending physician.

In the ward, Lan Shu and Leng Hongwen were standing on either side of the bed. Jing'er was wearing an oxygen mask. The instrument showed that she was in good health. Her pale little face almost concealed the white sheets.

Leng Gongze was handling work, while Leng Zhengrui was also organizing documents on his computer in front of him. They were all time-consuming documents that did not involve any responsibility issues. Leng Gongze deliberately found something for him to do so that he would not always chatter around the bed and disturb Jing'er's rest.

On the sofa, Shen Junsi was in the same position, working on his computer on his legs.

"Second brother, you are here!"

Leng Shangxu nodded at his fourth brother who was waving excitedly, ignored his pleading look, walked to the bedside and performed a thorough examination.

"Jing'er is recovering, but she is too weak. She will be fine once she wakes up. Don't worry, mom and dad. You should rest when you need to, and don't overwork yourself."

"I can't stand this for a day or two. I'm afraid I won't be around when Jing'er needs me."

Lan Shu didn't even raise his eyes. He helped Leng Yujing tidy up her hair, tucked in the quilt, and most of the time he held her hand and rubbed it gently.

Leng Hongwen focused his attention on the electronic instruments, fearing that any of them would suddenly change.