Luo Chenyang's mind went blank. He didn't know whether it was because of the impact he had just received or because of the scene in front of him. Seeing the smart and cute face in the past stained red with blood, his heart ached.
He has never thought of hurting his two lovely nephews, why? Why is this happening? Between his eyebrows is Luo Ling's usual coldness, he is Luo Ling, he is Luo Ling!
What did he just do? He actually killed his nephew with his own hands...
He walked forward feebly and stretched out his fingers tremblingly to detect his breath. Fortunately, he was still breathing, but it was very weak.
"Quick! Send him to the hospital!" He suddenly shouted forcefully, and his voice echoed throughout the tunnel.
At the same time, a police siren sounded not far away. It seemed to be very close and was about to arrive here.
"Mr. Luo, the police are here, we can't stay!" A subordinate stood in front of him and said calmly.
Luo Chenyang punched the subordinate in the face: "Nonsense! Get out of the way!" He pulled the subordinate away and went to hug Luo Ling.
"Mr. Luo, the police are almost here. They will send him to the hospital. You cannot be found at the scene, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."
"Mr. Luo!"
"Mr. Luo! It's too late, I'm offended!" When the subordinates saw Luo Chenyang reluctant to leave, they could only carry him away with a few people.
Luo Chenyang listened to the siren sound coming from far away and looked at Luo Ling's blood-stained little face and his big eyes under the long eyelashes, as if they could never open them.
Tianchen Gang, Tianchen Gang? He should have thought of it a long time ago, Luo Tianya, Luo Chenxi, this is the gang name Luo Ling named after his father and mother. Why does the young master keep using names close to Luo Chenxi?
In the name of secretly helping Luochen Group? And also deliberately hiding Luo Chenxi? He should have thought of it earlier, because they are father and son, but his nephew is actually a member of the storm?
He knew that his two little nephews were not simple, but he did not expect that they were so extraordinary.
Since Luo Ling already knew that he had second thoughts about Luo Chenxi, why didn't he tell Luo Chenxi? Or maybe Luo Chenxi already knew about it, but she just hid it deeper than him.
Come to think of it, Luo Chenxi himself didn't know that his son turned out to be the young master, and Luo Ling dealt with him this time in order to secretly help his father eliminate his potential opponent, but why did Luo Ling leave him a glimmer of hope?
What is Luo Ling's purpose in joining the storm? All of this is like an unsolvable mystery, tightly surrounding him, like a spider, trapping people's thoughts layer by layer.
In the hospital, a strong aura of death enveloped the place. The wall-mounted LCD TV in the hospital lobby reported a tragic traffic accident on the north tunnel. The commercial vehicle at the scene was completely deformed and the driver was carried out.
He died on the spot.
What made the people in front of the TV a little more heartbroken was that it was reported that a child in the back seat of the commercial vehicle was also seriously injured and was in critical condition.
In front of the operating room, Luo Xiaobao's little body was shaking a little, and his usually cute face had a gloomy expression. Next to him was Master Wu, who also had a heavy look on his face.
When Luo Chenxi arrived, he saw his son Luo Xiaobao and the Fifth Master next to him. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. After a flash, he stepped forward and hugged his son: "Xiaobao, don't be afraid.
, Lingling will be fine."
Arriving in his father's arms, Luo Xiaobao burst into tears. He hugged Luo Chenxi tightly. Even the strongest heart could not withstand the blow of a loved one whose life was in danger. What's more, he and Luo Ling were twin brothers.
In addition to blood being thicker than water, there is also a wonderful telepathy. At the time of Lingling's accident, he felt chest tightness, headache, and difficulty breathing. A bad thought flashed through his mind unconsciously.
Something happened!
His intuition, or perhaps induction, was so accurate. This was something he didn't want to see. He would rather it was just that he thought too much.
"Daddy, Lingling is really going to be fine, right?" Luo Xiaobao asked, crying and with a stuffy nose. He hugged his father, Luo Chenxi, as if he was grasping the last life-saving straw.
Same.
Yes, he disliked his dad because he used mommy to deal with his grandpa, and in the end his grandpa died tragically with a knife. He even felt that his dad was going too far, but now that mommy is far away, Luo
Ling's life was in danger, which made him and his father very close, and there was an indescribable sense of dependence between them. Luo Xiaobao had never been so afraid as he was today since he was sensible. He was afraid that Luo Ling would leave them, and he was afraid that Luo Ling would leave them.
Mommy knew that he had not taken good care of Luo Ling and would never come back. He was even more afraid that their family would never be reunited again.
Luo Chenxi stroked Luo Xiaobao's back and said softly: "Yes, Lingling will be fine. He will definitely be fine. Daddy will always be by your side. With Daddy here, you don't have to be afraid of anything."
Luo Xiaobao hugged Luo Chenxi's neck tightly: "Daddy, I'm sorry." He felt his father's full fatherly love for him and Luo Ling, and he felt sorry for his deliberate indifference to his father before.
Luo Chenxi also had tears in her eyes: "Fool, it's Daddy who is sorry for you."
The fifth master on the side saw the tender scene between the father and son, looked at the bright red light on the wall of the operating room, and thought of the eight-year-old leader inside who amazed him, and felt sour in his heart.
Being accustomed to the bloody storm, his eyes also became misty.
A nurse came out in a hurry, with a stern look on her face: "Who are the immediate family members of the injured person? The injured person suffered heavy bleeding during the operation, and he has rh-negative blood. Our doctors are currently in short supply of this blood..."
"Let me give a blood transfusion to Lingling. We are twins with the same blood type!"
"I am his father, let me lose!" Luo Xiaobao and Luo Chenxi said at the same time.
The nurse looked at the two father and son and said, "The father of the child, come with me."
Luo Xiaobao grabbed Luo Chenxi's hand: "Daddy, you must not let anything happen to Ling Ling."
Luo Chenxi patted the back of Luo Xiaobao's hand: "Daddy promises you."
In the next few days, a strong typhoon blew up in City A. During the stormy days, the whole city seemed to be covered in a bit of haze, and the heavens seemed to sense the tragedy that was happening in the world.
A few days later, the rain began to clear up.
In the high-end ward of the hospital, there lay a face that looked quite peaceful.
Luo Chenxi stood guard in front of the hospital bed, holding her son's hand tightly. Her cute little head was wrapped in thick white gauze. Under the gauze, her little head had undergone a severe injury a few days ago and a craniotomy was performed. During the operation, something appeared.
It was an accident, but fortunately it was successful in the end.
However, Luo Ling didn't know when she would wake up. The doctor said it would be about a few months, about half a year, a year, or even a few years. Who knows.
Luo Chenyang was standing outside the ward with a bouquet of lilies in his hand. He wanted to push the door lightly, but found that he didn't even have the strength or courage to push the door lightly.
If it weren't for him, the little man lying inside would still be living a healthy and vigorous life, but he, with his own hands...
He lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and gritted his teeth again, with tears in his eyes.
"Brother-in-law." There was a crisp childlike voice behind him, but the voice was obviously cold.
The flower in Luo Chenyang's hand fell to the ground inadvertently. He turned around and met Luo Xiaobao's scrutinizing eyes with indescribable indifference.
"Let's go outside and talk." Luo Xiaobao looked at Luo Chenyang. His eyes were filled with hatred and indifference just for a moment. After a moment, his little face turned expressionless and he said.
Luo Chenyang looked at his little nephew and shrugged pretending to be relaxed: "Well, let's go out and talk."
In the front yard of the hospital, a group of people, one large and one small, were sitting on a stone bench, with different expressions on their faces.
"Do you know the true identity of Young Master **?" Luo Xiaobao said straight to the point. At this time, he did not look like an eight-year-old child, but like an adult, a wise man who had experienced the test of life.
"Um."
"I think you must have many, many questions, but what I can tell you is that Lingling has never thought about killing her brother-in-law. I believe you should be aware of this. In fact, we have been giving him some time and
Opportunity to choose.”
Luo Chenyang wanted to say something, but found that all the words were choked in his throat.
He was silent for a long time, and Luo Xiaobao was also silent for a long time, neither of them speaking.
"Do you understand everything?" Luo Chenyang felt for the first time that his little nephew was such a genius. In the face of adults' mature wisdom and thoughts, they were not inferior to them, and even surpassed them.
"We are in the dark, and many things will naturally be clearer than those in the open. Brother-in-law, Lingling wants to rescue you and put you to death. We all have hope for you, and hope that you can come out of this involuntary situation.
But..." When Luo Xiaobao said this, he thought of Luo Ling, who was lying on the hospital bed not knowing when he would wake up, and his big watery eyes turned red.
When Luo Chenyang heard this, he finally understood why Mr. **, also known as Luo Ling, and his nephew seemed to have grabbed his throat, his weak point, but still seemed to be playing hard to get. Now that he thought about it, it was indeed
As Luo Xiaobao said, he was giving himself a chance.
No matter what he did, he would never have thought that Young Master ** was Luo Ling, and that he was actually working with his nephew to calculate against his elder brother and plan to annex the Luochen Group.
"The relationship between Young Master ** and Feng Feng..." Luo Chenyang hesitated to speak.
Luo Xiaobao obviously understood what he wanted to ask: "It's not as simple as you think, and it's not as complicated as you think."
Luo Chenyang looked at Luo Xiaobao, his eyes half understanding.
"I believe that my brother-in-law is a man who does great things. Master ** naturally has his reasons for joining the Storm, and his purpose and pursuit. And my brother-in-law joins the Storm..." Luo Xiaobao paused for a moment and said nothing more.
"The most common thing is that you have to do it out of necessity."