Chapter 350: Eight characters written on paper can cut down trees
Just when they were about to be buried, Nanchuan Night Owl pushed him into a mine.
There was a deafening roar from above, and the mine continued to collapse.
Nanchuan Shijue's hand was almost broken, and his whole body was covered with abrasions and was in constant pain.
Nanchuan Night Owl sat beside him, pressing the Bluetooth headset: "Lin, the road is closed, is there any other way... Tsk? No signal?"
Listening to the earth-shattering collapse, he laughed at himself: "I don't want to be buried with this guy when I die."
Nanchuan Shijue's face turned cold. No wonder Xiao Gou was able to break in. It turned out that there was an insider.
Nanchuan Night Owl was unwilling to die like this, so he climbed up and looked for an escape route. In the mine, there was nothing else except two standing statues...
A statue of Atlas and a statue of Medusa.
Atlas is a giant in ancient Greek mythology. He was convicted by Zeus and was punished to support the sky with his shoulders.
Legend has it that without him, the "sky" would collapse...
Atlas felt tired after holding up the sky for too long.
One day, a friend passed by Atlas after he had cut off the head of Medusa.
Medusa is a monster. Anyone who sees her head directly will turn into a stone statue.
Atlas said to his friend, "I am tired. Please put Medusa's head in front of me and let me turn into stone." His friend agreed and turned him into a stone mountain that supported the sky forever.
Nanchuan Shijue had never been interested in these mythological stories. Ning Fengsheng had told him about them when he was obsessed with ancient Greek mythology...
He remembered every word she said.
At this critical moment, Nanchuan Shijue grabbed Medusa's head and tried to twist it, and it actually turned.
"It's already late, and you still have the leisure to play with rocks."
"Come here, this is a mechanism!"
It was difficult to lift the Nanchuan Shijue because the stone was too heavy.
Nanchuan Night Owl was skeptical, but there was no better way out at the moment, and stones and dust fell before his eyes.
If they were two minutes later, they would have been buried alive!
The two men worked together to twist Medusa's head and turned it to face Atlas.
A miracle happened, the vibration of the landslide actually stopped.
Nanchuan Shijue gasped violently, never expecting a story to save his life. Ning Fengsheng, you saved my life.
"Brother, you're so lucky! You're still alive! You can chop down trees even if you write your fortune on paper." Nanchuan Night Owl dusted off his dusty face and suddenly made a move, snatching the safe. "This is too heavy. Let me help you carry it."
Nanchuan Shijue: “…”
Nanchuan Night Owl moved quickly, snatched the safe and jumped out of the pit.
"Put the stuff down!"
"No way, if I grab it, it's mine."
Damn it. Owldog!
Nanchuan Night Owl fled quickly. The Bluetooth headset flashed twice, and the signal came back. Leng Lintian's voice came: "Is he dead?"
"Not yet. All exits are blocked. Send us the new route."
A map of the mine instantly appeared on the lens of the glasses, and the escape route was planned.
Nanchuan Shijue chased the figure desperately, watching Nanchuan Yexiao running very fast, jumping up and down all the way, relying on Leng Lintian's instructions to open various mechanisms, taking a shortcut to climb out of the cave, and jumping onto a motorcycle.
Nanchuan Shijue was so angry that his teeth were broken.
The safe that he had rescued with so much difficulty was snatched away by this owl-dog!
"Don't worry, I will take good care of Shengsheng." Nanchuan Yexiao put on his helmet, and the motorcycle sped away with the roar of the engine. "After all, what she needs is a gentle person, not a lunatic like you."
Nanchuan Shijue watched Nanchuan Yexiao walk away and was so angry that he had a heart attack.
"Owl Dog, you're looking for death!!!"
He immediately contacted Moss, wanting to gather people to rush to the Leng family.
Suddenly, everything in front of my eyes went dark and I fell headfirst.
…
The hospital's disinfectant smells pungent.
Moss pushed open the door of the ward and saw that Nanchuan Shijue had woken up and was struggling to find his cell phone.
"Master, you just had a heart bypass surgery, don't move." He was so anxious that his face turned pale. "I'll get it for you."
Nanchuan Shijue was paralyzed all over, the anesthetic hadn't completely worn off yet...
He didn't feel much and didn't feel any pain from the surgical incision.
This is not the first surgery, I have had two bypass surgeries before.
Five stents have been installed in this broken heart.
"The doctor said that the young master's condition is critical and he must undergo a heart transplant as soon as possible, otherwise..."
Nanchuan Shijue pursed his lips slightly. The failure rate of the operation was 50%, which meant that he was likely to die on the operating table.
"How long have I slept..." he asked in a hoarse voice.
"Three days."
Nanchuan Shijue's eyes became even more terrifying, three days.
He suddenly wanted to sit up, but his body was too weak.
"What does the young master want? Some water?"
"cell phone……"
"Master, are you worried about Miss Ning? Don't worry, Miss Ning is very safe in the Leng residence..."
Hearing this, Nanchuan Shijue finally calmed down a lot: "Look at her..."
"I've sent people to guard near the Leng family and keep an eye on Miss Ning these days. She's doing well... Young Master, you should worry about yourself." Moss shook the head of the bed and poured warm water to feed the young master the medicine.
Looking at the young master who used to be full of energy and could kill a cow with one punch, but now lying on the hospital bed so weak that he couldn't even hold a cup of water, Moss felt a lot of emotions.
"Master, the heart transplant surgery should be done as soon as possible..."
"Shut up."
The Nanchuan nobleman is not afraid of death... He is afraid that if he dies, what will happen to Ning Fengsheng?
"Miss Ning has forgotten. She no longer remembers the Young Master. She can live happily without the Young Master by her side. What is the Young Master still worried about?" Moss advised earnestly, "Besides, the surgery has a 50% chance of survival. If this continues, she will die."
Nanchuan Shijue's heart suddenly ached terribly—
"Miss Ning has forgotten. She no longer remembers the young master. She can live happily without the young master by her side..."
Every word was like a needle piercing his heart.
His face was pale and he felt like hitting his heart in pain. It was a subconscious action he was used to.
Moss was quick to block his fist: "Master, don't move. Don't touch the wound."
Nanchuan Shijue breathed a sigh of relief. Was it the anesthetic that had worn off? Why was it so painful? The pain was so severe that cold sweat soaked his forehead.
…
In the evening, Nanchuan Shijue woke up completely from the anesthetic and his overall condition improved a lot.
The doctor came to examine him and strongly recommended that he undergo a heart transplant as soon as possible...
After a few arguments, if you delay without surgery, you will die.
Nanchuan Shijue did not agree.
"Master, what are you waiting for?" Moss was puzzled.
Nanchuan Shijue's eyes were dim. He was waiting for Ning Fengsheng to return to normal, for her to grow up, for her to remember everything...
The doctor had told him long ago—
The possibility of a vegetative patient recovering their memory is extremely low and highly uncertain.
She might never think of him again in her life.
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