He dodged two shots in succession.

The third shot was fired by several people at the same time, and he was hit in the chest. He stared at his chest in amazement, with all kinds of messy thoughts emerging in his mind.

It was as if everything went through his mind in a rush. He didn't know what he was thinking. He just felt like a mess filling his mind.

Then he heard a familiar voice, as if someone came to rescue him, but also as if not.

He felt like he was falling backwards rapidly, as if he had fallen into the deep sea, and his chest seemed to be hurting.

It seemed as if he saw something dark, but he thought of his wife and children at home.

Tuanzi kept calling for his father.

Song Zhiya called out to Nanfeng loudly.

No matter which sentence it was, it made him feel excited, and he suddenly had a strong belief in his heart.

He can't die.

He must not die.

He has not yet made up to Song Zhiya, nor has he made up to Tuanzi properly, and his unborn child is waiting for him to come home.

He can't die!

Supported by these beliefs, he suddenly felt that he could hold on for a while longer. He heard all kinds of words, all messed up. When he woke up again, he still felt pain in his chest.

"You're finally awake, Lu Tuan!"

The person who called him was Zhao Hu, a soldier under his command.

"Da Hu, where am I?"

Lu Nanfeng forced himself to open his eyes and looked around. He felt as if he was moving. If he guessed correctly, he should be in the car.

"Captain, just hold on for a little longer, just half an hour. We will reach the hospital in half an hour!"

"We're almost back, hold on a little longer and don't fall asleep again!"

As soon as Lu Nanfeng finished speaking, he felt dizzy and wanted to sleep very much. He felt very sleepy.

"Captain!"

"You can't sleep anymore. We are already on the way back to the military hospital. You have to prepare for surgery. You can't sleep anymore. You have to think about your sister-in-law and your child!"

After hearing this, although Lu Nanfeng felt his eyelids were heavy, he still slowly lifted them up.

"right!"

Seeing his eyelids slowly lift up, the brothers around him tightly held his hands and said, "Captain, you must cheer up. You still have a child. Besides, isn't your sister-in-law pregnant? She wants to give birth to another child for you!"

"If you fall asleep now, you will never see them again!"

The brothers around me kept talking and were so nervous that they started crying. The other people in the car also turned their faces away.

When they got there, Lu Nanfeng had been shot twice. The secret agents surrounded him, and some of them kicked him hard several times.

In order not to alert the enemy, they could only move closer step by step and watch them beat Lu Nanfeng severely.

Their people slowly approached, and until they were almost deployed, everyone rushed forward and rescued Lu Nanfeng.

Both of their shots hit Lu Nanfeng's chest, and it is still unknown what the situation is.

After rescuing Lu Nanfeng, they found that he had been in a coma. They kept calling him and he finally woke up.

Now the brothers around him kept talking, telling him that he still had a family, a wife and children, and he must not fall asleep.

There were many vague things in Lu Nanfeng's mind.

He quickly recalled all the past events, and finally the memory seemed to fall on Song Zhiya's head.

Thinking of that gentle face, he couldn't bear to fall asleep.

Song Zhiya was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron. The sunlight shone on him, casting a gentle shadow.

She and Tuanzi walked in front, and she followed behind, watching the mother and son talking and laughing, and Tuanzi jumping around.

And delicious meals to come home to every day.

No matter which one it was, Lu Nanfeng couldn't forget it, nor could he let it go. His fists suddenly tightened slowly, but he still held on.

"I will. I won't sleep."

"I still have to see my wife and kids."

"My wife will give me another little daughter."

Lu Nanfeng muttered these words to himself. As his brothers watched him speak, blood continued to seep out of his chest and his eyes became red.

Men don't shed tears easily, but they really couldn't bear to see Lu Nanfeng like this.

Lu Nanfeng wanted them to take the injured brothers out and retreat, but he didn't expect that he would fall into the enemy's trap.

Finally it became like this, lying here.

His clothes were soaked with blood, and the white blanket under him was also covered in blood. The brothers turned their heads away and dared not look anymore, tears already welling up in their eyes.

Lu Nanfeng had been forcing himself not to sleep, and from time to time he would say something to his brother who was guarding him, with a smile on his face.

Watching over his brother, he felt so sad that his eyes were tearful.

He turned around and left. Another brother came to guard the other side and continued talking to Lu Nanfeng.

It was morning.

Song Zhiya did not have a good sleep last night. She felt like she was tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep. Even if she could fall asleep occasionally, she was having bizarre dreams.

These bizarre dreams gave her a terrible headache. She suddenly woke up from the bed and held her stomach with her hands.

It has been two or three days since Lu Nanfeng went on a mission, and there is still no news. She is actually a little nervous, but she comforts herself that nothing will happen.

After waking up, I couldn't fall asleep again.

It's six o'clock in the morning.

Song Zhiya pinched her temple and stopped sleeping. She got up, tidied the house, made breakfast for Tuanzi, and then went to the backyard to cook the medicinal food.

After finishing these things, whenever she sat down with nothing to do, she would feel her heart beating faster, as if something bad was going to happen.

This feeling made her feel very uncomfortable.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Tuanzi woke up and Song Zhiya scooped up the century egg and lean meat porridge that was stewing in the pot.

Tuanzi sat at the table and looked at Song Zhiya in a daze, a little worried, "Mom, are you in a bad mood?"

Song Zhiya didn't hear what Tuanzi said until the little guy jumped off the chair, came over and pulled her sleeve.

She just responded, "What's wrong, Tuanzi?"

Song Zhiya tried her best to suppress her worries and was very gentle when speaking to Tuanzi.

Tuanzi looked at her, tilted his head, reached out and held her hand tightly, "Is mom worried about dad? I see mom is like a giant panda, did you not sleep well last night?"