Chapter 65 My dad is a pink guy (2)
His consciousness began to fade, and the blue curtain in front of him became farther and farther away, becoming more and more empty, as if it were the blue sky. Then, the whole world became quiet.
"The patient is dying, doctor!"
"Increase the current and continue!"
The weak body was shaken up and down by the electric shock.
Like a white sail, wrapped in the turbulent waters.
There is a possibility of overturning at any time.
When life passed by again, Jiang Tang was very familiar with it.
This sense of familiarity seems to bring back many strange and sad memories...
"Jiang Tang..."
"Jiang Tang...I...love..."
Another blow, and as the body fell heavily, the vision went dark, and the memory was interrupted. The next second, a memory belonging to this body came over.
Jiang Tang, thirteen years old, orphan.
He grew up in a welfare institution and suffered from congenital heart disease.
Having been weak since childhood, he was bullied by all the children in the orphanage.
He has a weak character and does not fight or grab.
She looks pure and cute, like a rabbit. When she is bullied by others, her eyes will be red and she will huddle in a corner without even crying.
Because of a heart disease, he has been bedridden all year round and has had more than a dozen major and minor surgeries in the past thirteen years.
This time was the most serious. Jiang Tang was sent to the emergency room overnight.
Before she fell into coma, the girl saw the cold eyes of the director of the orphanage, with a hint of hope in them.
Precocious children have an unparalleled sensitivity to adult emotions.
The hope in the dean's eyes was not for her to survive.
But hope that she will die soon.
Jiang Tang is a child with strong self-esteem. This time she fell ill and lost her desire to live.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Tang became "Jiang Tang".
Open your eyes. The vision is pure white.
The smell of disinfectant is not that pungent, and there is a faint smell of roses in the air.
There is only one bed in the spacious ward.
Jiang Tang turned his head and felt that the quilt under him was loose and soft, and it was a fine duck down quilt.
Everything she saw told her that this was a high-end ward of the hospital. As for why she was in the high-end ward, Jiang Tang naturally knew.
This was related to the content of the mission and the target of the mission, so Jiang Tang calmly looked at everything around him and lay quietly on the bed waiting.
"The task target appears, Lu Lichao, male, twenty-nine years old..."
The personal information about this man named Lu Lichao was conveyed to Jiang Tang. Jiang Tang closed his eyes and listened silently.
"Click——"
The ward door was opened.
The click of leather shoes on the floor was heard, the steps were steady and steady, and the steps were very long. The man should be very tall.
Lu Lichao walked straight to the hospital bed, staring at the small figure on the bed with his deep and sharp eyes.
The girl was pale and fragile, her eyes closed.
The black hair like crow feathers was draped on the pillow, making the face extremely small. The long eyelashes were slightly trembling, and the delicate face was beautiful and childish.
Lu Lichao frowned slightly, raised his hand to touch the child, but retracted halfway, rubbed his long and broad hands, and put them behind his back.
This is his daughter.
Unexpectedly, after twenty-nine years of living alone, a child would appear in the first year after being released from prison. The blood test was very clear on the documents.
The little girl in front of him was his Lu Lichao's child. He couldn't remember clearly what happened that year.
There was indeed one night when he got too drunk and the woman ran away without a trace. Thirteen years later, she came back to inform him that he had such a child.
No matter how you think about it, it smells like conspiracy.
Lu Lichao was cautious.
But all these precautions disappeared at the first sight of this child.
(End of chapter)