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Ling Yu is now a Piao, and 008 told her that because her soul has been out of the body for too long, it will take at least a week for her to wake up, so that her soul and body can re-integrate.

Not knowing exactly how 008 sent her back, Ling Yu followed its instructions and closed her eyes.Relax your body.

A white light lifted her soul, completely enveloping her, gently pushing it out, the feeling of pushing and pulling was very strong, until the moment when the consciousness came back, the world was spinning, and the next second Ling Yu found herself standing in front of the operating table.

The bright light of the searchlight pierced her eyes, and Ling Yu looked down and saw "she" lying in front of the operating table, covered with a sterile isolation gown.

His face was swollen and pale, his eyes were closed and he was unclear.

Five doctors surrounded her, standing in front of the operating table, with blades, hemostats, and tweezers flipping rapidly in front of her eyes.

Her fat tissue was pulled away layer by layer, and Ling Yu saw her heart.

The chief surgeon frowned tiredly, holding the instrument with his life-saving hands, and was exploring around the heart back and forth.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and a silver bullet was pinched out from the corner of his heart. "

The "Didi Didi" ECG monitor began to emit a shrill alarm sound as he clipped the bullet.

After another period of chaos.

"Teacher, look!"

The wave band on the monitor that was originally ups and downs into hills and valleys began to be flat, and Ling Yupiao saw the surprised eyes of everyone in the operating room above her body.

Someone nearby exclaimed: "She is really... a miracle of medicine."

"Number [-] suture." The chief surgeon breathed steadily and interrupted the excited assistant. Although his voice sounded trembling, his hands were extremely steady.

Ling Yu saw the open wound being stitched up little by little with cosmetic thread.

[The task is over, I am about to leave.You, the host, should live a good life, and the hostess, please take care of me. I wish you a happy and happy life together in the future. . 】

008's tone was rather melancholy.

"It will take a few days to get in touch with the soul, host, don't drift away recently."

Ling Yu waved goodbye to it, she thought to herself, where can she float?

At most, he would go outside the operating room to see his girlfriend, even if she was in the shape of a piao.

The corridor leading to the operating room was paved with black marble. It was a long corridor with corners and ends invisible. .

Gu Jin got up and turned on the incandescent light switch in the corridor.

The lights are bright, creating a hazy film of bright colors for this dark area in an instant. .

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, and none of the family members sitting outside waiting were in the mood to talk loudly.

Directly above the head, the bright red "in operation" on the operating light sign is like a drop of blood hanging above everyone's head, flashing back and forth above everyone's head.

After a while, the lights suddenly dimmed, and the door of the operating room was opened from the inside.

Gu Jin sat on the bench and slowly raised her head. Her face was extremely flat, and she couldn't find any extra emotion.

Her appearance makes people think of a traveler trapped in the desert. What she sees is all desolation. Only when the operation door opens, does she seem to encounter an oasis, which slowly lights up, and at the moment when the flat car is completely pushed out. , quietly silent.

"Cui Haoran's family!" The nurse shouted.

The family members guarding the other side of the operating room rushed forward.

Liu Fu staggered two steps when being bumped into by the family members who came forward, only then did she realize that it was not Ling Yu, her body suddenly froze in place, and after a long while, she let out a heavy sigh of relief, fell back and sat down on the bench behind her. superior.

The face of the patient on the flat car was covered with a layer of white cloth, which means death.

The family members gathered around and howled heart-piercingly. After the whole chaos, the dark corridor became quiet again.

In this strange quiet atmosphere, someone finally broke out.

Xu Miao shook off Wei Minjun's hand, and strode to block the door of the operating room. She rushed to the nurse who was about to close the door and asked, "How is Ling Yu, my sister, Ling Yu?"

The nurse's arm was tightly held by Xu Miao.

She had no choice but to turn her head. She probably encountered this kind of situation many times. She patiently comforted Xu Miao: "The patient is being rescued. Please be patient, miss. We will do our best to treat your family. Please wait patiently."

"Wait..." Xu Miao mocked with tears streaming down her face.

All of them stood guard outside the operating room and waited for three days and three nights. In order for Ling Yu to receive the best treatment, the best surgeons in the world flew to the treatment site overnight two days ago.

The door of the operating room was opened and closed countless times in the middle, but none of the patients who were pushed out, whether they were cured or passed away, were the ones they were waiting for.

The time was as long and hard as ants piercing the heart. At the moment, Xu Miao only felt the fear of the unknown creeping into her chest. She shouted at the nurse: "Three days! We wait for three full days! Can you tell us what's going on?"

The nurse shook her head gently and slowly, professional ethics, she couldn't speak.

The weather in Hong Kong City these days is not good, the clouds are so dense that people's mood is also stained with the same gray.

Xu Miao grabbed hold of the nurse and did not let go. Wei Minjun hurried to her side, apologized to the nurse repeatedly, then hurriedly turned his head, stopped in front of Xu Miao, and persuaded her kindly.

When Ling Yu floated out, she ran into the scene where Xu Miao was out of control. She looked over Xu Miao's shoulder and saw the woman on the porch chair almost at the first sight.

She was wearing a mountaineering suit from three days ago, and the blood on the jacket had long since clotted into lumps, and the blood stains were soaked into the clothes, and the blood stains could only be seen at a close distance.

The woman was sitting outside the corridor, with her long, thin legs close together, and a laptop on her lap.

Look carefully, there are various legal provisions that Ling Yu can't understand on the laptop.

At this time, she is still working.

Ling Yu passed through Xu Miao's body, floated over, squatted down and crawled on the heels of Gu Qin's slender legs.

It's a pity that Gu Qing couldn't feel her at all. The woman's pale fingers rested on the keyboard, floating with the dialog box, as if she was having a video conference with someone.

He Shuwen: [Sasha's case involves drug smuggling in multiple countries. After comprehensive consideration of various aspects, we decided to temporarily detain the international drug lord Sasha, and then the international court will judge.I know it's inconvenient for you to leave Ling Yu's side right now, so I'll ask you in advance if I need to find another lawyer in advance. 】

Gu Que lowered his eyes, his glass bead-like eyeballs were cast with a layer of coldness by the computer screen.

With a calm face, she tapped the keyboard heavily and slowly, and said indifferently: [No need. 】

【If Ling Yu dies, he will die now. 】

Gu Xing's expression looked calm and breezy, and the years were quiet. Even though he said something that would kill people, there was no unnecessary cruelty and blood on his face.

It seems that all emotions have been exhausted by time, leaving a blank like decayed leaves.

Ling Yu patted Gu Qin's thin jaw with her fingers: "You still want to go on a business trip? Then I wake up in two days, who will take care of me?"

Of course Gu Qing would not respond to her, but she gave He Shuwen a solution: [International court, video defense. 】

He Shuwen: […]

At the door of the operating room, Xu Miao was still arguing with the nurse relentlessly.

Wei Minjun was unable to stop his hysterical wife, so she had no choice but to cast her eyes on Gu Qing for help, and coughed to show her helplessness.

Gu Qing slowly raised his head from the pile of legal documents, and Ling Yu noticed that there was another open window in the woman's computer, which was the integration contract of Gu's Group.

She has turned many pages.

That is to say, during the three days of the surgery, Gu Qing hardly had any rest, and was obsessed with work day and night.

Ling Yu looked distressed and angry: "I'm about to die. Don't you feel unhappy at all? At least cry like Xu Miao, or act like Liu Fu when she's lost, and let me feel it." The feeling of being valued by your wife."

"It's good for you, work and work are all work..."

Ling Yu rubbed Gu Jin's unfurled eyebrows, hooked her long curly hair, and crawled on her unhappily.

Here Gu Qing knew nothing, glanced at Xu Miao, pointed to the operating room, and said hoarsely like a broken bellows, "She's not dead yet."

Her voice was very soft, and her expression was surprisingly calm.

He raised his eyes, as if to say: "Ling Yu is not dead, why are you crying?"

Xu Miao stared blankly at Gu Que, the woman was behind the light, the light in front of her was dim, and there was not much emotion on her face.

Three days ago, from the moment Ling Yu was carried into the ambulance, the expression on Gu Qing's face was always fixed on that rainy day.

The clothes she was wearing hadn't been changed for three days, the corners were all wrinkled, and she looked downcast, but when she stood up, she stood there with a slender waist and straight legs, slender and indifferent, watching everyone's joys and sorrows with cold eyes.

This is Gu Qing's usual posture.

She normally made everyone think she was not sad, but when Xu Miao's eyes fell on the pink lunch box hanging on Gu Qing's wrist, the tip of her nose felt sore, and she tilted her head and buried her cheek in Wei Minjun's chest.

He choked up and apologized to the nurse.

Is Ling Yu still alive?She couldn't cry, because Gu Qing didn't even cry.

Ling Yu crawled on Gu Jin's shoulders, and when she passed by Xu Miao, she greeted her cousin: "Oh, silly Miao, don't be ashamed, my wife looks a little cold, and she didn't hit you, why are you so wronged?" so."

Gu Qing didn't seem to care about Ling Yu's surgery at all. She took a lunch box in her hand and took the stairs straight to the VIP ward on the top floor of the hospital.

Ling Yu thought she was going to have a hot meal, and sighed in her heart, Gu Yu was quite good at taking care of herself, and was much more relaxed than those crybabys like Xu Miao.

The senior VIP ward on the top floor is family-style, with three rooms and one living room. The nurse station is set outside. Unless necessary for ward rounds, when the patient rings the bell, etc., no one usually enters.

Gu Kuang walked into the kitchen holding the pink lunch box.

The thin finger lifted the pink lid, and inside was the cut high-quality middle row, raw...not cooked, neatly stacked in the lunch box.

Gu Qing rolled up his blood-stained cuffs, turned on the stove, boiled sugar with hot oil, the sugar juice melted, and the middle row was wrapped...

With a sound of Zilla, the oil splashed out of the pan.

Ling Yu looked at it in amazement, Gu Qing wasn't cooking, she was cooking.

Ling Yu grabbed Gu Que's long hair and vented her anger: "When other people's wives are about to die, they cry to the ground, but you are lucky, and you are still in the mood to make delicious candy for yourself... candy..."

Ling Yu's voice came to an abrupt end, her pupils shrank, she raised her head again, walked up to Gu Jin, looked into the pot, her voice gradually lowered: "Sweet and sour pork ribs..."

Gu Qing doesn't like sugar, and the fallacy is that eating too much sugar can easily lead to diabetes. Later, even Ling Yu had to follow the sugar control every day.

If it weren't for Ling Yu's love for sweet and sour pork ribs, Gu Qing's family wouldn't even have rock sugar as a condiment.

Ling Yu seemed to be thinking of something slowly, she raised her eyes and met Gu Que with gray eyes.

The corner of the woman's lips did not smile, and the oily smoke suffocated between her cold browbones, with a kind of hesitation looking around in a daze.

The ribs are colored in the pot, and the seasoning is fried fragrant. She will fetch hot water for your water dispenser with a measuring cup.

Up to this point, Ling Yu felt that Gu Qin was emotionally stable and was not overwhelmed by excess sadness.

Until the hot water in the measuring cup overflowed, her hands were completely scalded and blistered.

Ling Yu grabbed her hand, but her fingers passed by helplessly, she pulled Gu Qing's hair angrily: "Get out of here, your hands are burnt..."

Gu Qing couldn't hear it at all, the hot water overflowed continuously, scalding the skin of her fingertips, like a shriveled orange, peeling off a layer of flesh.Attached to the tendons.

Ling Yuguang felt pain just looking at it, let alone the person who was actually burned.

However, Gu Qing seems to have experienced the greatest pain in the world, facing the burn of his fingers, he seems to lose the pain sensation, and he has long been invulnerable to all poisons, invulnerable to swords and guns.

After 1 minute, he slowly moved his fingers away, exposing the white flesh to the air.

Ling Yu stared at her wound like a discouraged crow, flicking Gu's eyelashes.

"Don't be like this... Sister, I was wrong." Ling Yu smiled bitterly: "Next time I won't die in front of you, do you think it's okay?"

The sweet and sour pork ribs in the pot are finally colored, and the moment the pot is opened, the aroma of bananas overflows.

The color of the finished dish is red, bright and oily, dark red...

Gu Qin's eyes touched the beautiful red ribs in the pot, her straight back suddenly bent, and she staggered towards the toilet.

Ling Yu followed her and saw the panic-stricken woman squatting beside the toilet, retching loudly.

She should have vomited out the contents of her stomach before, but now she was crawling on the toilet and could only vomit a little sour water.

After vomiting, Gu Qing patted cold water on his cheeks, stood up, returned to the kitchen, filled the ribs again, and then returned to the bathroom.

After going back and forth many times, the sweet and sour pork ribs in the pot were exhausted and packed one by one in a brand new lunch box.

Holding the lunch box, Gu Kuang whispered to himself: "Sister finished the ribs, Yuyu, when will you be home?"

This kind of gentle and almost coaxing tone revealed a hint of bewilderment and helplessness.

Tears rolled down Ling Yu's eyes uncontrollably, and she touched her cheek.

Suddenly remembered, in the last phone call that day, she said arrogantly to Gu Qin: "Sister, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs tonight..."

So she made ribs and called her home.