When Ling Jie regained consciousness, it was about an hour after the explosion in the community. He felt that his whole back was pressed by a pile of broken garbage weighing several kilograms, which almost made him unable to breathe. Fortunately, he had
When he was in Qianlong, Wu Liang taught him a few tricks about breathing. After several months of regular exercise, he has indeed adapted to breathing in low-oxygen conditions. Under normal circumstances, he can breathe for more than half an hour.
Once, every time I exhaled, I felt that the breath contained my whole life's power, but every time I exhaled, it was still a loose air. It was not as magical as Wu Liang's fist, which could produce the slightest flow of air.
After a while, Ling Jie's consciousness completely returned to normal, and he found that he had been buried in the ruins. Fortunately, this place was originally a low-lying land, which gave him a little space to support himself, so as not to be buried by the earth and rocks.
Ling Jie found that the skin was scratched in many places on his body. Fortunately, there were no serious injuries. Although the back of his spine was under heavy pressure, he tried to move, and it was still normal. He didn't want to be as fragile as he imagined.
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Since he was fine, he still held Zhao Beijia in his arms. He tried hard to squeeze out a small space with his body, and he could slightly pull out his hands and feet. Then he breathed a big sigh of relief. This simple action made Ling Jie's whole body feel numb.
Soaked with sweat, this place is really not for human habitation.
"Hey, Beijia, are you okay? You, ah, ah, did you hear what I said?" Ling Jie stretched out his hand to check whether Zhao Beijia was still alive. He touched her other parts and found no big ones.
The scars, while touching again and again, accidentally touched the two places on the chest. This place was already scarred, and there was a bulge there. As soon as Ling Jie's hand touched there, it was stuck.
, no matter how hard I try, I can’t get it back.
"I heard it, don't touch it, you, I'm not dead yet." At this time, Zhao Beijia's weak voice came. Hearing this voice, Ling Jie thanked Grandpa Jipo Bodhisattva, King of Hell, in his heart: Bless you, and also
Fortunately, she is not dead. If she is not dead, my mission will not be considered a failure. There will definitely be a turning point. There will definitely be a turning point...
After many years of military life, Ling Jie was still very sensitive to the word mission. Sometimes he would risk his life just to carry out a mission.
"God forbid, I'm not holding a cold corpse." Ling Jie said, "Is there any pain on your body? Are you injured?"
Zhao Beijia's voice paused, as if she was about to say something, but she changed her words, "No, Ling Jie, thank you, thank you for doing this for me."
She originally wanted to say that it felt uncomfortable for Ling Jie to hold me down like this. But after touching it with her hands, she realized that she had been buried by rocks or something. The space here was so small that there was no room for turning around, so she was not hit by rocks on the spot.
It's lucky to be smashed to death.
After Zhao Beijia said this, she stopped talking. Ling Jie said, "Hey, why don't you talk anymore? Are you still in pain about your mother?"
Zhao Beijia's voice was a little hoarse, "My mother, she, she left me without a word. Dad is not around. I am alone in this world. What's the point of living? I
I don’t want to live anymore, I don’t want to live anymore, I want to go find my mother..."
Ling Jie's heart was touched, and he shouted impulsively, "Beijia, you..." He originally wanted to say a few words of comfort, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly realized that he didn't know where to start. Everything was gone.
It happened so suddenly that even if it were Ling Jie himself, let alone Zhao Beijia, he wouldn't be able to bear all this.
Zhao Beijia's voice was crying, "Mom, mom..., don't leave me, don't leave your daughter. My daughter likes the way you prepare meals and wait for me at home after school every day. My daughter likes that you warm the quilt for me every night."
My daughter likes the lollipops you bought for me. My daughter likes to hold your hand and buy snacks on the street. My daughter likes you... and everything about you. Mom, please, please don’t leave me.
…”
Ling Jie suddenly found that he had suddenly become a redundant existence. The only thing he could do was to hold her tightly and hold this girl. Apart from that, he could do nothing. Zhao Beijia closed her eyes and lowered her head.
She cried softly, kept crying, kept crying, until her voice became hoarse and her throat became dry...
Ling Jie pressed on her, raising his head at first. After a long time, his neck was sore, so he simply put his head on her shoulder, which saved a lot of energy. He tried to push the surrounding stones away.
, and it turned out that I couldn't push it at all, and I was completely trapped here.
Zhao Beijia wanted to say a few words to him, but she felt Ling Jie's constant exhalation on her shoulders. From his breathing, she seemed to feel something. In the end, she did not speak. After a long while, she found that Ling Jie was pressing down on her.
Uncomfortable, "Ling Jie, can we change positions? You are so heavy."
Ling Jie said, "If we still have our lives to get out of here alive, I won't express any opinions even if you try to suppress me like this. For now, forget it."
Zhao Beijia said, "You..., hum, you know how to take advantage of others. That thing below is pressing against me and it makes me extremely uncomfortable. And your hand is on my chest, please take it away quickly."
Ling Jie said, "Miss, please understand, it's not that I don't want to take it away, but that I really can't take it away..."
Ling Jie suddenly let out a slight cry of pain and did not say anything further. Zhao Beijia said, "I don't believe you can't even lift one hand away." As she said this, she reached out to pull Ling Jie's hand away, and suddenly found that Ling Jie
A sharp steel rod was inserted into the back of her hand, and she felt a lot of sticky liquid...
She trembled all over and reached out to touch Ling Jie's back. She touched a lot of steel bars. These steel bars were stuck in Ling Jie's flesh. Almost his entire back was covered with blood. Zhao Beijia suddenly felt sad.
cried, "Ling Jie, you...you have a lot of steel bars stuck in your body, why didn't you tell me earlier..."
Zhao Beijia suddenly understood that everything Ling Jie did was to protect her. If Ling Jie's hand did not hold the tall breast on her chest, then the steel bar would be inserted into her chest. If it were not for Ling Jie's
If Jie presses on him, all the steel bars will be inserted into his body...
At that moment, she suddenly felt another great emotion besides family love. She couldn't tell what it was, but it was great anyway. She suddenly panicked and stretched out her hand to stroke Ling Jie's back, "Why don't you
You should have said it earlier, why didn't you say it earlier, you would have died if you did this, Ling Jie..."
Ling Jie suddenly smiled and said, "Come on, don't cry, don't cry. Didn't you just say that I will protect you in this world from now on? You must live strong and live better than before. Otherwise,
But it’s really against my body.”
Zhao Beijia's teeth suddenly felt sour, and her heart ached. The steel bars seemed to be inserted into her body. She couldn't tell what it felt like. "Ling Jie, tell me, can I
Do something for you, you will bleed to death soon, tell me, tell me, what can I do for you?"
Ling Jie's whole body was so painful that his mouth twisted, "Xiaobei, don't worry, I, Ling Jie, will definitely let you out alive. Now you listen carefully to every word I say. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to speak again."
Second time, okay?"
Zhao Beijia nodded firmly, "I will listen to whatever you say."
Ling Jie breathed continuously. If there was light, it would not be difficult to see that Ling Jie's entire face was white at this moment, so white that he gritted his teeth and said, "Recently, there is a terrorist group in Asia that has repeatedly caused terrorist incidents on the border with China.
, this time your father Zhao Junhui captured Alant, the younger brother of the leader of the terrorist gang. In order to retaliate, Abbas, the leader of the terrorist gang, ordered the killing of you and your mother in order to blackmail Zhao Junhui into releasing his brother. Huh, huh..."
Ling Jie's body suddenly trembled, and Zhao Beijia felt it. Every word Ling Jie spoke seemed to have exhausted all his strength. Ling Jie said after a while, "Bingtong and I are people sent by the country to protect you, but in the future,
I'm afraid I can't walk with you
Now. Remember my words, if you get out alive, you must forgive your father. He is a great policeman. And after you leave here, go find Bingtong. She is the only person you can trust in this world.
She will arrange everything for you."
When Zhao Beijia heard these words, she felt like they were parting words, "What about you?"
Ling Jie breathed for a while, "The steel bars and concrete on my body are getting lower and lower. I can't hold it anymore. If this continues, these steel bars will soon pass through my body and impale you to death. You first
Stop talking and listen to me. Even if you go out, you will have to live a life of being hunted all day long. Promise me that you will live strong and do well in the future. Also, go out
From now on, tell me something. Tell Bingtong that I, Lingjie, like him."
Zhao Beijia had a thousand words to say, but when Ling Jie said this, she couldn't hold back her words, leaving only tears, which kept flowing down her face, "Ling Jie..."
Ling Jie smiled silly, "I have always had an ideal, that one day I can be with the person I like and drive to the beach... But, I'm afraid all this will not be realized. I, Ling Jie, live
After so many years, I have always kept a sentence in my heart. Whenever I encounter setbacks, I will think of this sentence. Now, I give this sentence to you."
Ling Jie tried to move his other hand and took out a small bottle from his pocket, which was about the same size as his wife's oral liquid bottle. If Bingtong were here, it would be obvious that this small bottle was the same one that Ling Jie had used in Dahu.
The bottle that Hebian was holding tightly in his hand after he survived contained a bottle of yellow liquid.
"Bo..." Ling Jie opened the bottle cap with his thumb and said, "That sentence is - if you are afraid of it, it will swallow you up."
Ling Jie brought the bottle to his mouth and was about to drink it when he suddenly smiled at Zhao Beijia and said, "Promise me to live a good life."
"Ah..." At that moment, for some unknown reason, Zhao Beijia cried. She cried sadly and loudly. Since she was born, she had never cried so loudly like today. Suddenly, Ling Jie tipped the bottle
Come over, the yellow liquid inside entered Ling Jie's mouth with a slurp, his throat bulged, and he swallowed it hard.
A drop of hot liquid fell on Zhao Beijia's face. She knew that those were Ling Jie's tears. Ling Jie had never cried before. Today...
Zhao Beijia didn't know what Ling Jie had done. Anyway, she felt that Ling Jie seemed to have something. Only Ling Jie himself knew what would happen if he drank this bottle of liquid...
This small bottle of liquid was given to Ling Jie by Mengyao, because Ling Jie met Mengyao by the Great Lake River and met the first Chinese Qianlong since ancient times...