Wang Ruo saw him subconsciously step back, and thought this old man was shy, so he said, "Why are you shy with me? You are my uncle, right? Besides, you have never treated me as a woman. Just take a look. If there is a disease, I will treat it. If there is no disease, then you will also make a profit."
Although Hua Wuxin was a little confused about Wang Ruo's logic, she reluctantly accepted it. Rather than waiting for her to force him, it would be better to go to her directly. "...Yes, then, nephew, come here."
In the mist, Wang Ruo almost stumbled and fell into the hot spring due to the symmetrical scars on Hua Wuxin's chest and back. "...Your injuries!"
Hua Wuxin smiled and said, "Well, I just asked you if you were prepared. I guessed it would be like this."
At this moment, Hua Wuxin could joke about it nonchalantly, but Wang Ruo couldn't. Wang Ruo would never forget this wound, and there was no way she would misremember it. She knew the outline and location of the wound perfectly. However, the last time she saw this wound was on Jiang Ling's body many years ago.
In order to save her, Jiang Ling was shot through the body by a mysterious person with a thick copper arrow. Later, when Wang Ruo was preparing his remains, she still remembered the wound clearly.
"No, how, how is it possible. This wound, this wound!"
Hua Wuxin slowly walked out of the hot spring, put on her clothes, and stood in front of Wang Ruo, slightly opening her arms: "Come, let your husband hug you."
Wang Ruo didn't run into his arms as he imagined. Instead, she shook her head and stepped back: "You, how is it possible, you... Hua Wuxin, you are kidding me again, right!"
The person Jiang Ling felt most sorry for in his life was perhaps not Wang Ruo, but Jiang Ling. So many inexplicable things had happened during this time that he couldn't explain them, let alone explain: "Wuxin, he went to the underworld in my place."
A person with Hua Wuxin's face suddenly possessed Jiang Ling's body and everything. He also told her that he was the person she had been waiting for to enter her dreams. No one would be able to accept it for a while: "You, really are, him..."
Since Wang Ruo didn't take the initiative, Jiang Ling had to do it. Just like before, she ran and he chased, it had never changed: "It's me. But, as you can see, my broken body is almost at the end."
Wang Ruo stood there blankly for a moment, then finally took a step forward and threw herself into the arms of the person she had been thinking about day and night. Whatever, why bother thinking so much? Even if it was just a dream, it was worth it. "You've been here all these years, why didn't you tell me? Do you know how long I've been heartbroken because of you?"
Jiang Ling patted Wang Ruo's back to comfort her, but said helplessly, "Seeing you sad, I'm sad too; but I'd rather you keep thinking that I'm gone. To lose something and then find it again, and then lose it again, none of us can bear this pain."
Wang Ruo widened her eyes and asked, "Did you do this just to save Tang Chen..."
Jiang Ling shook her head slightly. It was fate, time, and destiny. She couldn't blame herself, nor could she blame others. "As long as it's what you want, I will do my best. Fortunately, half of my power saved a life and brought us together."
What could Wang Ruo say? Although she couldn't show Hua Wuxin's face that she could say such words, she was now very sure that the person behind this face was her Jiang Ling: "You really are a complete lunatic..."
While Wang Ruo found Jiang Ling, Mo Yu and Shen Xin simultaneously carefully examined Tang Chen in every possible way. When they both stopped to wash their hands and drink some water, Wang Yanzhou dared to ask, "How is she?"
After letting out a long sigh, Chen Xin said, "The pulse has gradually stabilized. From now on, I just need to replenish the body's deficiencies and take good care of myself for a year or two, and I'll be fine."
When everyone heard this, the gloom on their faces finally dissipated: "That's good, that's good..."
However, Mo Yu said that the most important thing at hand had been resolved. What about the future? When Tang Chen woke up, the blow she would face would likely make all subsequent treatment and recovery go to waste. "What's good about that? Have you thought about how to tell her about the child?"
Wang Yanzhou was naturally heartbroken by the child's death. However, Tang Chen had finally been brought back from the brink of death, and he absolutely could not let her heart be stabbed again: "...Child, in this chaotic world, there are many children without parents."
"It's up to you," and after saying that, Mo Yu left alone, and no one knew where he went.
... Half a month later, although Tang Chen was still confined to bed, he felt much better. As long as Xiao Shuang'er wasn't crying, Liang Shuyi would come over to accompany her.
Today, Xiao Shuang'er was particularly cooperative. After eating, she fell asleep obediently with her little quilt in her arms. Liang Shuyi gave a few instructions to the person who took care of her and then went to Tang Chen.
As soon as she entered the room, Tang Chen called her over in a panic: "Shuyi, come and take a look. Why is this child crying all the time? Is he hungry?"
After Liang Shuyi confirmed that the child was just fussing about sleeping, she picked him up and, while coaxing him, explained to Tang Chen, "Children can't talk. How can they attract attention if they don't cry when eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, or sleeping? Just get used to it. He's just sleepy, don't worry. Judging from how restless this child is, he's sure to be healthy in the future."
Tang Chen couldn't help but sigh when he heard this. This child was really cute. The only flaw was that he didn't look like Wang Yanzhou, but more like someone from the Wang family next door. "Yeah, such a cute child, how could his parents be willing to abandon him?"
Liang Shuyi answered casually, then was suddenly shocked: "Yes... Ah Chen, what nonsense are you talking about? Aren't you the mother of this child? Are you trying to say that you are not the mother?"
Tang Chen looked at Liang Shuyi and smiled: "Don't hide it from me deliberately. My child died at birth. I know it. Fortunately, he and I are destined to be together, right?"
Liang Shuyi subconsciously looked around the room, and after confirming that there was no one else around, he said, "Everyone is worried about you, so..."
It's said that mother and child are connected by heart. When her child was born, her heart broke. Although she was unconscious at the time, she felt that she knew what had happened. Coupled with Wang Yanzhou's attitude towards the child, Tang Chen basically determined the child's identity.
They were all pitiful people, so this was just fine: "It doesn't matter. This child has lost his mother, and I have lost my child. The two of us can just keep each other company."
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