Everyone, including Zhao Gangjun, felt that Huang Lingling might be hallucinating because she was overly sad.
However, Huang Lingling's crazy look made everyone present want to believe that what Huang Lingling said was true.
"Doctor come in."
Zhao Gangjun said.
The doctor came in.
"Lingling said the child moved just now, please check it out."
Zhao Gangjun said.
"It's impossible. It's been more than five hours. Normally, it only takes a few minutes for a person to be dead without breathing and pulse... five hours..."
"I'll check it if I ask you to check it."
Zhao Gangjun said in a deep voice, "Bullshit."
The doctor shut up decisively, got the instruments, and began to examine the child.
After checking for a few minutes.
"No breathing, no pulse."
The doctor shook his head.
"Lingling, the doctor said...he is really gone," Zhao Gangjun said.
"He is really alive, still alive."
Huang Lingling shook her head numbly, "I feel it, he is still alive."
Zhao Gangjun lowered his head and said nothing.
at this time.
Cough cough cough.
A childish cough suddenly sounded!
The hearts of everyone present suddenly trembled.
People looked towards the place where the sound came from!
I saw that the little guy who had already lost his breathing and pulse actually... started to cough slightly!
That’s right, it’s a cough!
His body moved moment by moment as he coughed!
"ah!"
Huang Lingling quickly shouted, "Look, look, my child is still alive. Look, my child is really alive!!"
"This this!!"
Zhao Gangjun looked at the child who was coughing weakly in disbelief, then grabbed the doctor and said, "I want you to keep him! No matter what the cost!!"
The doctor was also stunned by this little guy's sudden cough. He was able to survive for five hours without breathing or pulse. This has subverted the doctor's cognition. His hands were trembling slightly, and he didn't know.
How to do.
Snapped.
Zhao Gangjun slapped the doctor awake. The doctor didn't have time to feel resentful and quickly asked the nurse to come over and start to examine the child's body.
The results of the inspection were not good.
"His body is very fragile."
The doctor said with a serious face, "We can only try our best. For five hours, there was no pulse or breathing. He probably relies on the internal circulation of the body to survive. Now his body is close to running out of fuel. This time, it's just,
It’s just a reflection of the light.”
"I'll take care of your mother!"
Zhao Gangjun grabbed the doctor's collar and said angrily, "I'll give you a choice, either keep my son with me, or I'll let you go down and accompany him!!"
The doctor said with a trembling voice, "I, I'm really, really not sure... You, even if you kill me, I'm not sure."
"Steel, don't worry."
An old voice suddenly sounded.
Zhao Gangjun was stunned for a moment, and then he saw a hand grabbing his own.
This hand is as old as a thousand-year-old tree root. It is covered with age spots and the blood vessels are very clear, even a little transparent.
This hand that looked like it might be weathered by time at any time, just holding Zhao Gangjun's hand, actually made Zhao Gangjun feel invincible.
Zhao Gangjun looked at the owner of the hand.
"Wang...Grandpa Wang!"
Zhao Gangjun's eyes widened.
"Old Wang!"
Su Yanni and others also screamed in surprise.
"Cough cough cough."
The old man named Mr. Wang coughed a few times, and the long gray braids on his head swayed in response to the coughing sound.
"Grandpa Wang, why are you here? Where is my great-grandfather?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"I'm coming over to see the little guy."
Mr. Wang smiled.
His face was as old as his hands, and his chaotic eyes seemed to have seen all the vicissitudes of the world.
"Grandpa Wang, save my son, please!"
At this time, Zhao Gangjun, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, grabbed Mr. Wang's hand and asked for help.
Mr. Wang said nothing and slowly walked to Huang Lingling.
He was carrying a load on his back, and he was not tall, only about 1.7 meters tall. With his hunched back, he looked like he was only 1.6 meters tall.
Mr. Wang walked to Huang Lingling.
Huang Lingling looked at Mr. Wang nervously.
"Poor little guy."
Mr. Wang reached out and picked up the child.
Huang Lingling didn't react at all. When Mr. Wang held the child in his arms, Huang Lingling realized that her son had been taken away.
The child, whose breath was already weak, started to move miraculously when Mr. Wang held him in his arms.
He waved his hand as if to grab the white beard on Mr. Wang's chin. The child's eyes were sparkling with curiosity, and his breathing actually became calmer.
Zhao Gangjun clenched his fists tightly and looked at Mr. Wang, his heart almost rising to his throat.
This Mr. Wang is the most mysterious person in the entire Zhao family, and can even be said to be the most mysterious person in the entire China.
How old he is, no one knows.
Zhao Gangjun only knew that when he was his own son, Mr. Wang was already what he is now.
Then I heard from my father that when he first returned to the Zhao family, Mr. Wang was also like this.
Later, I heard from my grandfather that when he was a child, Mr. Wang was also like this.
During this period, it spanned several decades. The entire Zhao family was undergoing changes, and the entire China was also experiencing ups and downs. Everything had changed, but even that hunched body had never changed.
Mr. Wang has always been closely guarding Mrs. Zhao, who is Zhao Gangjun's great-grandfather.
The last time Zhao Gangjun went to the South China Sea, he had met Mr. Wang.
We haven't seen him again since then, but today, Mr. Wang actually appears here. This is definitely great news for Zhao Gangjun.
As long as Mr. Wang is here, his son should be fine, right?
Mr. Wang just held the child in his arms, rocking it gently, as if to coax him to sleep, but the child persisted in trying to scratch the beard on Mr. Wang's chin.
Suddenly, the child's hand grabbed the beard, and then pulled hard, and actually pulled off several beards!
You know, this is a newborn child, and the child who was just judged by the doctor to be having a comeback!
He actually had the strength to pull off Mr. Wang's beard!
Everyone present looked at the child in surprise.
Although they didn't know how the child regained his energy, it was obvious that the child should be fine.
Only one person vaguely felt what was happening.
Zhao Gangjun could clearly feel that the energy around Mr. Wang was surging.
This kind of anger is very strange to Zhao Gangjun, yet very familiar at the same time.
It is said that it is unfamiliar because this energy is not like the inner energy. It is said that it is familiar because it is somewhat similar to the energy in one's own body.
But it's just a resemblance.
The qi in Zhao Gangjun's body is still internal qi, but the qi around Mr. Wang is obviously one level higher than the internal qi.
Those Qi surged slowly, and then wrapped the child in it.
The Qi slowly enters the child's body from the position of the child's Tianling Gai.
Zhao Gangjun didn't know what exactly happened in the child's body. But what was certain was that the energy stimulated the vitality in the child's body. Zhao Gangjun could feel that his son was becoming healthier and healthier.
.
"When he is two years old, bring him to me."
Mr. Wang put the child in Huang Lingling's arms, then smiled, turned around, and walked away step by step.
"Grandpa Wang, let me see you off."
Zhao Gangjun quickly followed Mr. Wang and sent Mr. Wang out of the delivery room.
After leaving the delivery room, Mr. Wang went straight to the door of Zhao Mansion.
"Old Wang!"
"Old Wang?!"
Zhao Gangjun and Zhao Ergou outside the door looked at Mr. Wang in surprise, as if they didn't know that Mr. Wang had ever entered the delivery room.
"Iron pillar, two dogs."
Mr. Wang smiled and greeted the two of them.
"Why are you here?"
Zhao Tiezhu stepped forward, held Mr. Wang's hand, and asked.
"Master knows that the fifth generation of our Zhao family is about to arrive, so he asked me to come and take a look." Mr. Wang said.
"Dad, Grandpa Wang rescued my son!" Zhao Gangjun said excitedly.
"Mr. Wang, thank you!"
Zhao Tiezhu and Zhao Ergou said quickly.
"We are all one family."
Mr. Wang waved his hand and said, "Gang Bian, please take me out. You guys, stay here."
After saying that, Mr. Wang slowly walked towards the door.
Zhao Gangjun quickly followed, but Zhao Ergou and Zhao Tiezhu stood still and did not follow.
"Steel."
When Mr. Wang walked to the door, Mr. Wang turned around and said to Zhao Gangjun, "You must remember to bring him to me when he is two years old."
"Why?"
Zhao Gangjun asked doubtfully.
"This child's bloodline is not a bloodline that ordinary people can have."
Mr. Wang shook his head and said, "I can only temporarily help him stabilize for two years. Today, two years later, if you don't bring him to see me, then he... will have to finish the journey that he has not finished today."
"Bloodline? What bloodline? Lost race?"
Zhao Gangjun asked.
"no."
Mr. Wang shook his head and said, "A bloodline that is similar to mine, or even above me...a lost race? Back then, they were just slaves serving these bloodlines."
After speaking, Mr. Wang turned and left, leaving only a confused Zhao Gangjun.
Isn’t it a lost racial bloodline? A bloodline similar to Mr. Wang’s? Is the lost racial bloodline just a slave of his own son’s bloodline?
What on earth is this?
Although his head was full of confusion, Zhao Gangjun didn't think about it anymore, but turned around and returned to Zhao's house to visit his two sons.
Huang Lingling’s child really came back to life.
The entire Zhao Mansion resounded with thundering cheers, and people rushed to tell each other. The originally depressing atmosphere was swept away by the good news.
Guo Furong and Huang Lingling were arranged in the same room.
Both children are very healthy.
Huang Lingling's child was lying in Huang Lingling's arms, showing his teeth and claws, looking very active, while Guo Furong's son, on the other hand, was very quiet.
The doctor and nurse were checking the data of the two babies and the two mothers, and found that all four of them were as healthy as cows.
These world-famous obstetricians and gynecologists looked at Huang Lingling's son in disbelief and exclaimed that this was a miracle from God. Apart from miracles, what else could explain the lack of pulse and breathing for five hours?
What about being able to survive?
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