Judging from the noise, he only had a short while to survive.
Chen Yao quickly stepped forward and held Xiao Qi's hand that was hanging by the bed, wrapping her small hand between his two big hands.
He was a little flustered, but more nervous about what was about to happen and what might get out of control.
"Xiao Qi, your mother almost didn't want to live because of you, but because Lin Bing kept telling her that you were fine,"
After a pause, even Chen Yao couldn't hear the pleading in his words.
With a trembling voice, he said to Song Rushuang cautiously:
"Xiao Qi, promise Daddy that you will hold on a little longer, even if it's just for your mom. At least, wait until your mom wakes up and see her one last time, okay?!"
Song Rushuang really wanted to agree to Chen Yao.
He said this for Duan Dinglan.
But in her consciousness, System Xiao Ai issued a final ultimatum in grief.
Song Rushuang only has five hours left.
If I have to describe it with a feeling.
Song Rushuang felt like a dead object now.
The loess is almost up to my shoulders.
"Dad, Dad."
Song Rushuang's body still twitched involuntarily.
The hand held by Chen Yao was clasping his hand.
Although she is still a child, her strength is surprisingly great.
Chen Yao spent eight years in the military camp from the age of sixteen, and then joined the military and police force.
Let’s not talk about this situation, let’s just talk about this time in Huinan County, when he and the Yanhuang team were on the most dangerous front line of the battlefield.
I see people dying around me almost every day and every night.
Either in pain or wailing, either killed in one blow, or barely breathing hard.
Everything, too many to count.
He had seen too many people die in front of him, and he himself had almost faced the situation of being left without a burial place.
He thought he should have become numb.
Then he discovered that he was not numb.
When Song Rushuang was in front of him, it seemed like she was hitting rock bottom.
Even if I couldn't empathize with her, I could feel that Song Rushuang was about to die.
But she just smiled.
Chen Yao didn't know why she was laughing, why she could still laugh?
This was the first time that Shen Yao felt a sense of pride.
He was proud that Song Rushuang was his child.
Is he really qualified to be Song Rushuang's father?
Chen Yao knew that Song Rushuang called him "Daddy" because of Duan Dinglan.
Although she is still a child, the things she does make her look more like a mother.
It was obvious that the person who was about to die was her, but she didn't seem afraid at all. She was just worried that no one would take care of the people around her after she was gone.
So, she explained to them while spitting out blood.
How can she be so good?
"As long as Daddy is here, he will always be Xiao Qi's daddy. He and your mother will be waiting for Xiao Qi!"
Song Rushuang suddenly laughed.
Chen Yao really understood what she wanted to hear.
"You, you should tell mother that you want to have another sister, just like Xiao, Xiao Qi... cough cough cough."
She clearly still had five hours left, but it seemed like she would die in the next second.
…
Let’s talk about Old Lady Song and Lin Bing on the other side.
They were unable to meet Master Huikong as they wished.
The young nun guarding the gate bowed to them, then slowly shook her head and said:
"Please go back, benefactors. The master does not see guests."
"Tell the Master that we have something important to discuss!"
Old Mrs. Song will not give up easily.
This concerns Song Rushuang's life and death. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will never give up!
"You are Donor Feng, and you are Donor Lin, right?"
The two nodded.
The young nun was unwilling to let him go. He clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice:
"Amitabha, that's correct. The master has already explained that he is unable to do what the two donors have requested."
Lin Bing's eyebrows immediately raised, she didn't care who she was facing.
He questioned in public:
"What do you mean? No, it's him. What did your master mean by that? Didn't he say there was still hope? Why is he suddenly unwilling to see anyone? Is he a liar?!"
Lin Bing was just starting out, basically saying whatever came to his mind.
She has nothing to worry about!
The little nun's face suddenly turned red.
To be honest, he had never seen anyone dare to say such rude words under Master Huikong's nose.
But such a situation was actually within the master's expectations.
So, although the young nun felt angry, she still said to them patiently:
"The master just said that you, Mr. Lin, have a bad temper and may curse people. He told me not to take it too seriously. He said that he wouldn't mind anything you said. But he also made it very clear that no matter how angry you are, it will remain the same. Nothing will change."
Lin Bing and Old Lady Song looked at each other.
The old lady almost fainted, but fortunately Lin Bing helped her up.
"Aunt Song, are you okay?"
"Okay... not bad."
Lin Bing was unwilling to give in, she wanted to force her way in.
As a result, all the monks in Kongyun Temple came to the door and surrounded Master Huikong's meditation room with three layers inside and three layers outside.
Not to mention a living person like Lin Bing, even a fly would probably not be able to get in.
Lin Bing was forced to retreat under the bright sunlight.
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