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Chapter 1794: A short life

After hanging up the phone, the man took the child aside, laid the woman down and performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation. While performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, he called out, "Wake up, my wife... don't scare me..."

beep beep beep beep...

It wasn't until the sound of the ambulance came that the man ran downstairs and opened the door.

The doctor ran in with a stretcher, and the man put his mobile phone and wallet into his pocket and followed him into the ambulance with a child in one hand.

"Cardiac arrest, myocardial infarction, have you taken any medication?..." The doctor quickly checked.

The man had a look of pain on his face, "No, she was already unconscious when I woke up and couldn't feel her breathing."

The doctor quickly prepared the medicine and gave the woman an injection, then took the defibrillator for first aid.

When he arrived at the hospital, the man stood waiting in front of the operating room in the emergency room. A doctor rushed over and gave him a critical illness notice before entering the operating room.

He only glanced at it for a few times, signed and then fell to the ground. He took out his mobile phone and called, "Dad, I'm at XX Hospital. Qinqin has myocardial infarction and cardiac arrest. I've issued a critical illness notice. Come quickly..."

After making the call, the man looked at the red light of the operating room, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

The little girl stood beside the man and cried sadly, "Dad, I want my mother. Can you take me to my mother? I want my mother..."

The baby in the man's arms kept crying, and the sharp cries of the two children echoed at the door of the operating room.

The man endured his grief and hugged the little girl and stood up: "Don't cry, mom is sick, the doctor is treating her, and we will see her soon..."

Red light turns green

The doctor opened the door to the operating room with a sad and regretful look and walked out. He looked at the man, shook his head, and took off his mask. "We tried our best, but the patient had a myocardial infarction and was sent too late..."



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Huang Zezhong woke up with a start. He sat up and covered his heart. The severe pain in his heart made it difficult for him to breathe.

It took him a long time to recover, and he covered his head with a painful expression.

It turns out that this was the scene when Zhao Tianqin died in his previous life. Did his affair trigger her death? How could he have an affair? In the dream, he still loved her deeply, and he felt it clearly.

Huang Zezhong thought about it over and over again, and murmured in a low voice, "It's my fault, I can't see anything, I can't see that you can't eat, I can't see that you can't walk, I can't see that you are dying.

The appearance...is me asshole..."

In the dream, he personally placed her on the track of the incinerator and watched her completely disappear, leaving only powder and a light yellow bead as big as a thumb.

He took the child alone for five years and then woke up. Is the child still alive? Why do they all say he killed the child?

The sky was gray and overcast in preparation for dawn.

Boom Ka

After a few roars, it started to rain heavily.

Huang Zezhong stood up and walked up to the second floor to search. He couldn't help but feel discouraged by the empty second floor.

He couldn't help but walk up to the roof, looked around and then quickly rushed to the swing on the roof and picked up the person who was soaked by the rain.

"Tianqin, wake up..." Huang Zezhong called and ran downstairs. The blood at the corner of Zhao Tianqin's mouth made his heart hurt violently.

Zhao Tianqin didn't wake up after calling for a while, but the blood at the corner of her mouth continued to increase, and a large amount of blood continued to pour out crazily.

The bright red blood gushed out and flowed directly to Huang Zezhong as if it were alive, which was indescribably weird.

Running into the master bedroom on the second floor, Huang Zezhong placed Zhao Tianqin on the low couch at the door. More blood poured out of Zhao Tianqin's mouth, quickly rushing towards him and hanging in the air.

Huang Zezhong waved his hand, trying to cut off the blood flow to him, but the blood poured directly into his body when it touched his hand.

Two minutes later, blood no longer gushed out from the corners of Zhao Tianqin's mouth, but his face and lips were pale. The nightgown and skin on his body were all wet.

Huang Zezhong ran to the bathroom to get a bath towel, summer pajamas and underwear before returning to Zhao Tianqin. He quickly took off her soaked clothes, quickly wiped them clean and put on clean clothes. Zhao Tianqin's slightly undulating abdomen made him relax.

Take a breath.

She took Xia Tianqin's thin quilt and covered it with Zhao Tianqin. She sat next to Zhao Tianqin and helped her wipe her hair. She took a hair dryer and blew her black and smooth hair. The severe pain in her heart still could not be relieved for a long time.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Tianqin opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling for a few seconds before regaining consciousness.

After struggling for a while, unable to move or control his whole body, Zhao Tianqin thought about treatment. The next second, a dark green light quickly appeared on his body, but the light was weak and disappeared in less than ten seconds.

Realizing that Zhao Tianqin looked wrong, Huang Zezhong asked directly, "What's wrong? Where do you feel bad?"

"I can't move..." A few tears dropped from the corners of the aggrieved Zhao Tianqin's eyes.

Huang Zezhong put down the hair dryer and took the comb to straighten Zhao Tianqin's hair. "It's okay. We are not in a hurry. I will give you a massage and you will recover."

"I need to go to the bathroom, I can't hold it in..." Zhao Tianqin stared at Huang Zezhong hatefully. If he hadn't come in with the true spirit, there wouldn't have been so many things.

"I'll carry you right away." Huang Zezhong quickly opened the quilt, picked up Zhao Tianqin and ran to the bathroom.

Three minutes later, Zhao Tianqin, who was blushing and a little embarrassed, was carried out by Huang Zezhong, who was blushing and suppressing a smile.

"Okay, the little girl is not angry at all. I have seen it more than once. It is not worth it to be angry at myself."

Zhao Tianqin held back his tears and said angrily, "Who asked you to do it? Who asked you to wipe it for me?"

Sitting down by the bed, Huang Zezhong hugged Zhao Tianqin without letting go, "You were once my wife and you will always be my wife, so there is no need to be angry about such a trivial matter. Sister Tianshu told me that you were unconscious for three days when you gave birth to Yingying.

For three days and three nights, I couldn’t move even when I woke up. I cleaned you up and wiped it clean for you. Unless I’m not around, no one else has taken care of you.”

A quiet room

Huang Zezhong came close to Zhao Tianqin's cheek, and his forehead touched Zhao Tianqin's forehead, "Tianqin, I don't know what happened to us in the previous life and why we ended up like this, but my love for you, taking care of you and protecting you have never changed.

Yes. Forgive me, let’s start over, okay?”

"What if I can't control my body and never stand up?" Zhao Tianqin suppressed all his shame and looked calm and indifferent.

Touching Zhao Tianqin's cheek, Huang Zezhong replied forcefully, "I will take good care of you and make you clean and refreshed. I will not let you experience bad things again, and I will not dislike you in the slightest."

"If I become old and ugly, can you still say this..." Zhao Tianqin closed her eyes. Her fair face instantly turned a little yellow, the black hair on her head quickly turned white, and the skin all over her body began to turn white.

Relaxed and wrinkled.

Huang Zezhong stared blankly at everything in front of him. Within ten minutes, a delicate and agile beautiful girl turned into an old, ugly old woman with a ravaged face and snow-white hair.

In disbelief, Huang Zezhong couldn't help but raise his hand and touch Zhao Tianqin's cheek. The slightly rough wrinkles made him confused. He called anxiously, "Tianqin, what on earth is going on?"

Zhao Tianqin opened his eyes and replied calmly, "The body will age naturally when its vitality is gone. There is nothing strange about it. Brother, please let me go. Seventeen years is such a short life...".

The hoarse old voice was very unpleasant. Huang Zezhong, who looked sad, quickly hugged Zhao Tianqin into his arms, "You are joking with me, right? You can still live, right..."

"Brother, what do you think... Why be persistent? I can't even grow up... She has left here... After my death, the true spirit will return to the main body... This time there will be no me in the world... I will never come back again.

It's over..." Zhao Tianqin closed his chaotic eyes and stopped moving, and his abdomen stopped rising and falling.

"Tianqin..." Huang Zezhong, who was in severe pain, stretched out his trembling hand and put it under Zhao Tianqin's nose. After a while, he quickly pressed on Zhao Tianqin's neck.

There was no breathing and no pulse.

Huang Zezhong quickly raised his hand and pressed it on Zhao Tianqin's heart. The heart that stopped beating made him feel heartbroken.

"Tian Qin..." Huang Zezhong roared angrily, tears falling from his eyes, "Don't be ridiculous, wake up quickly. I will listen to you, as long as you live..."


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