Chapter 30 Chapter 30

The old monk said a lot, but the operation was not very mysterious. It was just that during the process, there was suddenly thunder in the clear sky, followed by a heavy rain.

After the rain stopped and the sky cleared, Xie Qiao felt relaxed from the inside out, as if some shackles had been suddenly removed from his body, and even his expression became much lighter.

Zong Fei didn't feel anything. He had always been by Xie Qiao's side and was very sensitive to his changes. Seeing this, his eyes lit up and he asked, "Xiao Qiao, how do you feel?"

Xie Qiao nodded heavily, "I think it's great."

Zong Fei was dissatisfied with Xie Qiao's perfunctory answer and put her arm around his shoulder, "Don't be so brief. Tell me more specifically what's good about it?"

Xie Qiao pushed his hand away and looked Zong Fei up and down. "I just feel a lot more relaxed. How about you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Zong Xuecheng, who had just returned from a phone call, happened to hear it. At this time, he also looked at Zong Fei, and then questioned the old monk with his eyes.

Zong Fei thought about it carefully, then shook his head honestly, "No, I don't feel anything is wrong."

Xie Qiao: “That’s good.”

The old monk smiled and said, "Don't worry, the three of you. The young donor is a gifted man. Even if he doesn't have a strong luck, he will have a career in the future. Now the evil luck has not yet matured, so the young donor has not been affected. On the other hand, donor Xie will be free to fly freely from now on."

What the old monk said sounded mysterious, but Zong Fei understood it. What he meant was that he was a man who did great things. Even without the halo of being the protagonist, he still had luck. Besides, he hadn't grown up yet, so there wasn't much luck imposed on him, so he had no influence at all!

How is this not a compliment?

"What about my mother? Was she successful?" Xie Qiao stared at the old monk nervously and asked.

Zong Fei came back to her senses, "Yes, where is Aunt Song?"

The old monk nodded and said, "The barrier of this world has been removed. It should be done now, female donor."

Zong Xuecheng also nodded to Xie Qiao, "I just called the family doctor and the nanny. The doctor said Lingxi is in much better spirits than before. The specific situation will have to wait for the test results to come out."

"That's great! That's great..." Xie Qiao, who is always mature beyond his years, was very excited. His eyes became red as he spoke, and his clear eyes were filled with tears in a moment.

Zong Fei hugged him and couldn't help shedding tears, and cried with him.

After leaving Ci'an Temple and going down the mountain, the three of them took a plane directly to Haicheng.

Song Lingxi was not completely unaware of this either. In the afternoon, she was lying on the bed drowsy due to physical weakness and pregnancy.

Suddenly, a burst of air came from nowhere and poured into her body, which lifted her spirits. She couldn't say she felt refreshed at the moment, but at least she felt much more energetic.

Song Lingxi's heart was pounding. Was she dying? Was this her last moment of life?

She quickly picked up her phone and wanted to call Xie Qiao to ask him to come home.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the nanny said, "Xiao Song, Mr. Zong asked the doctor to check you. I'm coming in."

"Come in." Song Lingxi wanted to know if he was about to die, so he didn't reject the doctor.

The assistant led two doctors in, one Chinese medicine doctor and one Western medicine doctor. The Chinese medicine doctor was in front, sitting beside the bed and taking Song Lingxi's pulse.

The Chinese medicine doctor was an old man who was supported by his assistant and sat beside Song Lingxi's bed to take his pulse.

After a while, the old doctor looked up at the western doctor beside him in confusion, "Didn't you say that this is a pregnant woman who is terminally ill? I think except for some minor heart problems that make her weak, there is nothing serious. The baby in her belly is also healthy."

The old doctor complained: "You spent so much money and used so many connections to trick me into coming here in the middle of winter, and that's it? It's too much money?"

Song Lingxi: “…”

Assistant/Western doctor/nanny: "..."

Wait! Song Lingxi has reacted, nothing serious? ?

Huh!? ? Isn't she dying?

What happened? Why is it suddenly okay?

"Doctor, am I really not seriously ill?" Song Lingxi asked the old doctor in disbelief.

The old doctor looked at Song Lingxi with a puzzled look, "No matter how incompetent I am, I can't fail to treat such a minor illness."

The assistant coughed and said awkwardly, "Dr. Liu, we were in such a hurry on this journey. I will take you to rest for a while. If you have any other medical instructions, just tell me."

The assistant helped the old Chinese doctor out, and the Western doctor didn't say anything until he spoke up, "Ms. Song, let me help you go to the instrument room for a detailed examination."

Song Lingxi was still a little confused, but he nodded after realizing it: "Okay."

But she is in very good spirits now and doesn't need anyone's support at all.

After a round of examinations, a miracle really happened, and even the family doctor was amazed.

Song Lingxi calmed down at this time. She sensitively guessed that something had happened, otherwise her body would not have suddenly rejuvenated.

Is there a bug in the plot?

Is it related to Xie Qiao who is not at home?

Song Lingxi was worried, so he took out his cell phone and called Xie Qiao, but unfortunately no one answered the call.

She became more worried.

The assistant had already left with the old Chinese doctor. Song Lingxi thought about it and called Zong Xuecheng. Today's incident was related to Zong Xuecheng, otherwise there would not have been a doctor coming to check on her as soon as her body showed any changes.

Zong Xuecheng's phone was also unreachable, so Song Lingxi was sure that they must be together.

…

In the evening, two black cars stopped at the door of Song Lingxi's house.

Zong Fei and Xie Qiao got out of the car chatting and laughing. After getting out of the car, they looked at each other and did not go into the house. Instead, they waited for Zong Xuecheng who was in the other car to get off.

Zong Xuecheng passed the two people without even looking at them, walked towards the house with quick steps, walked to the door, and pressed the doorbell next to it.

The nanny heard the doorbell and came to open the door. When she pushed the door open, she saw Zong Xuecheng and looked a little hesitant, but after being swept by his cold eyes, she didn't dare to say anything and moved away.

There was no light in the room. Zong Xuecheng originally wanted to stride towards Song Lingxi's bedroom, but when his eyes inadvertently swept across the sofa in the living room, he suddenly stopped.

He stopped.

There was silence for a long time, and no one in the room spoke. Zong Xuecheng walked to the sofa and squatted down.

Song Lingxi fell asleep on the sofa, covered with a blanket.

After a long time, Zong Xuecheng stretched out his hand to touch Song Lingxi's cheek, but when he was about to touch it, his cheek twisted.

Song Lingxi turned his head away.

"Not pretending to sleep anymore?" Zong Xuecheng said softly.

Song Lingxi wanted to roll her eyes. She sat on the sofa waiting for Xie Qiao to come home from afternoon till evening. The longer she waited, the angrier she became. She had already made up her mind that she would teach this brat a lesson when Xie Qiao came back.

A minor turns off his cell phone when he goes out and refuses to answer his parents' calls. How dare he do that?

Unexpectedly, Xie Qiao didn't wait for him, but Zong Xuecheng.

Song Lingxi didn't want to face Zong Xuecheng at all now. She had just given up before. Anyway, she was dying soon. Zong Xuecheng could come whenever he wanted. She couldn't control it and she didn't have the energy to do so. Once she closed her eyes and died, it would be better not to see it.

The problem is that now that she has suddenly recovered, after the baby is born, there will be disputes with the Zong family. Just thinking about it gives her a headache.

There was no way she would give the child to the Zong family, and she didn't want to see Zong Xuecheng, so she had to pretend to be asleep.

Unexpectedly, Zong Xuecheng exposed it directly.

You bastard, you knew she was pretending, but you neither woke her up nor left, you just kept watching her pretending to sleep. The hearts of capitalists are really black.

Song Lingxi suspected that Zong Xuecheng was laughing at her, so she looked at him, but she was shocked when she saw him.

The way Zong Xuecheng looked at her was...how to put it, so weird!

Song Lingxi had seen the way admirers looked at her, and she had also seen the way people who loved her without knowing it looked at her. The latter was something she had seen on Zong Xuecheng.

But at this moment, Zong Xuecheng is too complicated.

The wolf-hound land was like being caught in a heavy rain that lasted for years. He finally saw hope that the rain would stop. He couldn't believe it and didn't dare to walk out or leave. He could only wait where he was, hoping that there was someone he was waiting for outside the heavy rain who would bring him a branch to save him.

This was the first time that Zong Xuecheng exposed his emotions in front of Song Lingxi, but Song Lingxi didn't think that Zong Xuecheng's feelings for her had reached this point. It was like the only salvation in this life.

How strange.

"Do you have something to say to me?"

Song Lingxi is definitely not a person who drags her feet. Since she can't die now, if she wants to live well, she has to handle the relationship with Zong Xuecheng well. In order to avoid complications, seeing that Zong Xuecheng is not right, she decides to cut the Gordian knot.

As long as she refused quickly and harshly enough, it would have nothing to do with her no matter how wrong Zong Xuecheng was.

But Zong Xuecheng was really a smart man. He saw through Song Lingxi's intention as soon as he finished speaking. He twitched the corner of his mouth and revealed a hint of smile, "If there is something to say, I have bought the house next door, and I will be your neighbor in the future."

Song Lingxi: “…” Neurosis!

"I'm leaving first. You should have a rest." Zong Xuecheng hadn't seen such a lively expression on Song Lingxi's face for a long time. He stared at her greedily. "Don't scold Xiaoqiao. I took him away today. I know you are worried about him. Don't worry. He is not in danger."

Song Lingxi breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that Xie Qiao was fine. Then she noticed that Zong Xuecheng's way of addressing Xie Qiao had changed, and she frowned slightly.

It was so wrong. Zong Xuecheng never did anything unnecessary for people he didn't care about. For example, with Xie Qiao, he drew a line that defined his relationship with Xie Qiao within the boundary of neither close nor distant. Once this line was drawn, it would not be easily changed.

Song Lingxi believed that even if Zong Xuecheng figured out his feelings, his attitude towards Xie Qiao would not change at all. He was just that kind of person, extremely proud.

Zong Fei showed off his arrogance, and he imitated Zong Xuecheng completely, but he was only three-quarters as good as him. Zong Xuecheng was arrogant in his bones, and it was difficult to erase it.

This arrogance seemed really pretentious to Song Lingxi. It might be because they were not from the same class. No matter how much money Song Lingxi had, her values ​​were both red and professional. She had socialist beliefs and her idol was a great man.

If she had not been determined to leave her family that favored boys over girls in her early years, and if she had not possessed the talent of a scientist, she might have chosen a career in politics to help those who needed help the most, thereby realizing her faith and dedicating her life.

As for Zong Xuecheng, he is a thorough bourgeois. He is selfish, indifferent, sophisticated, self-interested, and arrogant. He fits Song Lingxi's stereotype of capitalists very well. The only good thing about him is that Zong Xuecheng will donate money to poor children from time to time.

But his arrogance is his greatest characteristic. Without this arrogance, Zong Xuecheng would not be Zong Xuecheng.

Now he seems to have changed. He even started calling me Xie Qiao Xiao Qiao, and he does it so naturally.

The sun rises from the west?