Chapter 346 What to do with the child?

With red eyes, Kong Wange gritted her teeth and said, "I won't leave. Hold on, I'll carry you out."

As she spoke, she reached out to grab the man's hand, but due to the significant weight difference between them, the man remained unmoved despite several attempts to pull.

Kong Wange slumped to the ground in despair, never having felt so useless before.

She was known as the "Cicada Robe" of the Medical Saint, saving countless lives throughout her life. But in the end, she couldn't even save the man closest to her?

Unwilling to give up, she shouted loudly outside, "Is anyone there? Help me!"

Please, please help me!

"Wanwan, stop shouting. The fire is so big, no one outside can hear you, and even if they could, no one would be willing to risk their life." Murong Ting's voice was hoarse. Looking at her helpless and bewildered appearance, his eyes were full of heartache, and his bright black eyes unconsciously welled up with tears.

He knew that his Wanwan was stubborn and strong-willed by nature.

When she was humiliated by the Kong family, she never asked anyone for help.

When she was traveling abroad alone with her two children, she never asked anyone for help.

I came to Kyoto to investigate the murder, and I never asked anyone for help.

But at this moment, she set aside her pride and begged those outside to help her for his sake.

How could he not love Wanwan, who was so proud, strong, and full of life?

For her, even death would be worth it in this lifetime.

Kong Wange was at her wit's end, and tears streamed down her face.

The man grabbed her hand and said with difficulty, "Wanwan,...cough cough...don't cry, it hurts me to see you cry."

He tried his best to appear relaxed and smiled at her: "Wanwan, I'm not really going to die. Listen to me, if you take me with you, neither of us will get out. Put on your wet clothes, put them on," he said, then coughed a few more times: "The exit isn't far, the firefighters should be here by now. You run first, and after you get out, then... then let the professionals come and rescue me, okay?"

Kong Wange gritted her teeth and shook her head: "Murong Ting, don't try to fool me. If we're going to leave, we'll leave together! I'll stay here with you and wait for the firefighters to rescue us."

Murong Ting's eyes also began to redden, and his eyes were bloodshot. He said helplessly, "Wanwan, don't act rashly. What will happen to the child if something happens to either of us? Isn't your mother's cause of death going to be investigated?"

Yes, they also have children.

The man's words finally had an effect.

Kong Wange suddenly woke up, her face pale and her whole body trembling slightly.

After a long pause, she finally made up her mind, her eyes red and her gaze firm as she looked at Murong Ting: "Then you wait for me here. I'll go out and immediately find someone to come in and rescue you."

Seeing that she was finally willing to listen and leave first, Murong Ting breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly, saying, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Kong Wange's tears fell uncontrollably again, and she tried hard to keep her voice from trembling: "Murong Ting, you can't break your promise, otherwise... I will never forgive you for the rest of my life."

The man said indulgently, "Okay, I won't go back on my word."

Kong Wange gritted her teeth, leaned down and kissed the man's lips, then got up and rushed out the door.

Murong Ting stared blankly at Kong Wange's retreating figure for a long while before a smile appeared on his lips.

Amidst the billowing smoke and flames, he couldn't help but cough a few times.

He had been forcing himself to stay alert in front of Kong Wange, but now that she was gone, he could finally rest without any worries.

A voice kept telling him, "You're sleepy, go to sleep, you'll feel better after a nap."

His eyes became increasingly out of control and eventually closed.

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it also felt like only a moment, when he faintly heard voices calling out, "Young Master Ting, Young Master Ting, wake up..."

He vaguely opened his eyes and realized that he was still at the scene of the fire, with Lin Cheng and several firefighters putting fireproof suits on him.

Beside Lin Cheng, Kong Wange, also wearing a fireproof suit, was holding his hand and calling out to him along with Lin Cheng.

He realized what was happening, and his heart leaped into his throat: "Wanwan, what happened to you..."

When Kong Wange heard him speak, her expression relaxed, and she smiled through her tears: "Murong Ting, the rescue team has arrived. We will all get out safely, so don't worry."

Murong Ting's consciousness was hazy, and he couldn't hear clearly. He only seemed to hear "Don't worry, you're safe." His heart, which had been in his throat, fell back into his chest. He breathed a sigh of relief and forced a smile as he replied, "Okay."

He then lost control and closed his eyes, falling into a coma again.

"Murong Ting, Murong Ting..."

Seeing the man in front of her faint again, Kong Wange panicked.

Lin Cheng remained relatively rational. He pulled Kong Wange up and said, "Madam, let's take Young Master Ting out quickly. The ambulance is already waiting outside. Don't worry, Young Master Ting will be fine."

Kong Wange gritted her teeth and nodded: "Okay."

Several well-trained firefighters worked together effectively. In addition to the firefighters, one of them joined Lin Cheng in carrying Murong Ting on their backs and protecting Kong Wange as they ran out.

"Hey, they're out! They're out!"

"Holy crap, I knew I wasn't mistaken! The guy who led the firefighters in just now was Murong Ting's assistant, Lin Cheng. And look, isn't that Murong Ting being carried behind him?"

"What do you mean? Was that tall guy with long legs who rushed into the fire at the beginning Murong Ting?!"

"Holy crap, it's true! What happened? Why did Murong Ting rush in to save Kong Wange? Didn't he dislike his ex-wife and divorce her a long time ago?"

The crowd gasped in astonishment, and murmurs of discussion filled the air.

Wen Xiaoxiao stared intently at Murong Ting, who was being carried by the firefighters and Lin Cheng. Her hands were clenched into fists at her sides, and her fingernails dug into her flesh.

Murong Ting—she never imagined that the person who bravely rushed into the fire to save Kong Wange was actually Murong Ting!

Why?! By what right?!

Didn't they get divorced? Wasn't he never truly sincere towards her?

How could he...?

Everything she had painstakingly planned had come to naught because of the man she most wanted to marry. Kong Wange was just a hair's breadth away from completely disappearing from her world.

Why did Murong Ting have to come along?!

Why him of all people!

Her chest felt like it was about to explode from the resentment and jealousy she was suppressing!

Seeing Kong Wange get into the ambulance with Lin Cheng and Murong Ting, she rushed out of the crowd without saying a word and blocked the car: "Kong Wange, you arsonist, don't even think about leaving!"

The moment the sound rang out, everyone present froze, and the crowd fell silent, all turning to look in the direction of the ambulance.

In the car, Murong Ting had already been put on an oxygen mask by the doctor. Lin Cheng frowned and said coldly, "Young Madam, you sit still. I'll go drag this idiot away."

Kong Wange pressed Lin Cheng down and said in a deep voice, "She's coming for me. You don't need to worry about her. You take him to the hospital first. I'll stay here and finish things up here before heading over as soon as possible."

Lin Cheng knew that time was of the essence, so he nodded and said, "Alright, Madam, please be careful. I'll settle Young Master Ting in first. Call me anytime if anything happens on your end."