Chapter 221 Rescue

Yun Zheng walked around the villa and felt a little bored.

The sun was shining, so she decided to go downstairs and take a walk in the community.

She changed into a simple white dress, wore a pair of comfortable flat shoes, and grabbed a hair tie to loosely tie up her long hair. She looked refreshed and gentle.

The community environment is very good, with green trees and clean and tidy roads. Occasionally you can see a few foreigners walking their dogs.

Yun Zheng walked aimlessly, enjoying the breeze on her face.

Just as she was about to turn around and walk back, she suddenly saw a white-haired old man on the side of the road holding onto a tree trunk, breathing rapidly and with a blue face.

The old man was wearing a neat Mao suit and looked like a Chinese, but at this moment he was hunching his back in pain, one hand tightly clutching his chest, and the other hand trembling as he tried to take something out of his pocket.

Yun Zheng's heart tightened, and she immediately stepped forward and asked, "Old man, what's wrong with you?"

The old man's lips turned purple, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his voice was intermittent, "Medicine... medicine..., asthma..."

Yun Zheng immediately realized it was an asthma attack!

She quickly squatted down and supported the old man's shaky body. "Where are your medicines? In your pocket?"

The old man nodded with difficulty, his fingers trembling as he pointed to his coat pocket.

Yun Zheng quickly reached out to touch her pocket, but found it was empty.

"There are no medicines!" Her heart sank, she looked up and looked around, and found a pharmacy not far away with a sign that read "Pharmacy".

"Hold on a moment, I'll be back soon!" Yun Zheng gently helped the old man to a bench by the roadside, let him sit back, then turned around and ran towards the pharmacy.

She ran very fast, her long hair was blown by the wind, and her hairband fell off at some point, but she didn't care about that anymore.

Rushing into the pharmacy, she gasped to the clerk, "I need asthma medicine, fast!"

The clerk was startled by her anxious look and tone, but quickly reacted and quickly took out an inhaler from the counter.

Yun Zheng pulled out her wallet and shoved a handful of cash at the clerk, "No need for change!"

She turned and rushed out of the pharmacy, her heart pounding like a drum, afraid that the old man would not be able to hold on.

When I returned to the bench, the old man was slumped against the back of the chair, his eyes half closed and his breathing weak.

Yun Zheng quickly opened the package and handed the inhaler to his mouth, "Old man, inhale! Quick!"

The old man held the inhaler in trembling fingers and took a deep breath of the medicine.

Yun Zheng half-knelt in front of him, holding his back steadily with one hand and gently patting him with the other to help the medicine enter his lungs better.

"One more time, breathe in slowly..." She guided softly, her voice gentle.

After the second inhalation, the old man's violently heaving chest finally calmed down.

He leaned back on the bench, closed his eyes and breathed for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes.

The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, shining right onto Yun Zheng's concerned face.

At this moment, the old man's pupils contracted slightly, and the hand holding the inhaler suddenly trembled.

He stared at Yun Zheng's face, his gaze wandering from her curved eyebrows to the faintly visible petal birthmark on her right earlobe.

"Are you okay?" Yun Zheng noticed the old man's strange look and thought he was still not feeling well, so she hurried closer to check his breathing.

The old man quickly calmed down and put on a kind smile again. "It's okay, little girl. I'm much better now."

His voice returned to normal, but there was still a barely perceptible tremor in the depths of his eyes.

He tried to cover up his gaffe by adjusting his collar, and the collar of his Zhongshan suit was unconsciously smoothed and wrinkled.

Yun Zheng noticed that the old man was wearing an antique jade ring on his slender fingers, which shone with a warm luster in the sunlight.

"Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital?" Yun Zheng asked worriedly.

The old man shook his head and looked at her softly. "No, it's an old problem. You..."

He paused, as if choosing his words, "What's your name?"

"My name is Yun Zheng." She answered with a smile, reaching out to tuck the scattered hair behind her ear, and the small petal-shaped birthmark came into the old man's sight again.

The old man's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his eyes became deep. "Yun Zheng...what a good name."

He slowly sat up straight, his tone suddenly becoming serious, "Miss Yun, thank you for saving me today. I will remember this favor."

Yun Zheng was a little embarrassed by his sudden formal tone. "You're so polite. This is what I should do."

She looked at the time and realized that she had been out for almost half an hour. If Fu Linghe found out that she was not at home, he would probably be anxious.

"Grandpa, do you live nearby? Can I take you home?"

The old man waved his hand and said, "No, my driver will be here soon."

As he was speaking, a black car slowly stopped by the roadside and a middle-aged man hurried down, "President! Are you okay?"

The old man smiled and said, "Thanks to this little girl for saving me."

The driver looked at Yun Zheng gratefully and thanked her repeatedly. Yun Zheng shook her head and said, "Go back and rest. Take care of yourself."

The old man was helped into the car and waved to her before leaving. "Little girl, see you again someday!"

Yun Zheng watched the car leave before turning around and walking back.

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At this time, in the villa.

Fu Linghe had just finished a video conference and walked out of the study, only to find that Yun Zheng was not in the bedroom.

He frowned, took out his cell phone and called her, but no one answered.

"Zheng Zheng?" he shouted, his voice particularly clear in the empty house.

No response.

Fu Linghe's face darkened instantly.

He walked quickly to the entryway and noticed her flats were gone.

And her cell phone was lying quietly on the coffee table - she didn't bring it with her!

His heartbeat suddenly quickened, and a bad premonition came over him.

Although the security in Country A is good, it is the territory of the Mohist School after all, and Yun Zheng is unfamiliar with the place, so what if she encounters any accidents?

He didn't even have time to change his shoes, he just grabbed his car keys and walked out.

Yun Zheng walked back slowly, in a good mood.

Her trip was worth it, as she saved someone.

As she walked to the gate of the community, a familiar voice came into her ears, and then a familiar figure came into her sight, "Zheng Zheng!"

Fu Linghe's face was tense, his hair on his forehead was a little messy, and his breathing was rapid. It was obvious that he had run here.

Yun Zheng was stunned, "Why are you..."

Before she could finish her words, Fu Linghe pulled her into his arms.

His arms were so tight that she could hardly breathe.

"Where have you been?!" Fu Linghe's voice was low and tense, filled with suppressed anger and worry.

Yun Zheng then realized that he didn't bring his cell phone with him. He must have been very worried.

She patted his back gently and said softly, "I'm sorry, I was just walking around the neighborhood, I didn't go far..."

Fu Linghe let go of her, held her face in his hands, and stared at her with burning eyes, "Why didn't you answer the phone? Why didn't you tell me?"

Yun Zheng blinked guiltily, "I... forgot to bring my phone."

Fu Linghe closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and seemed to be trying hard to calm down.

Yun Zheng tugged at his sleeve and explained in a low voice, "I just saved an old man who had an asthma attack, so I was delayed for a while..."

Fu Linghe frowned, "Save people?"

"Yeah." Yun Zheng nodded and briefly recounted what had happened.

After listening to this, Fu Linghe's expression softened slightly, but his tone remained serious. "Next time you go out, you must tell me. Do you understand?"

Yun Zheng nodded obediently, "I heard it."

He stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly sighed and ruffled her hair. "Do you know how worried I am?"

Yun Zheng's heart softened, and she stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips. "I'm sorry, I'll report it next time."

Fu Linghe pinched her face helplessly and said, "Go home."

He took Yun Zheng's hand, interlocked their fingers, and held it tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run away again.