Chapter 139 You really want Chenbao to come with me?
Murong Hao was originally holding Kong Ran's ankle, but with a sudden exertion of force, Murong Ting's hand slipped and fell below Kong Ran's ankle, grabbing her shoe and causing her to fall straight down.
A solid "bang" came from the ground floor, but no one paid any attention.
After pulling Kong Ran up, Murong Ting and the three little ones rushed towards Kong Wange immediately.
As the dust settled, they immediately saw Kong Wange on the ground.
She lay face down on the ground, her hair disheveled, motionless.
For some reason, Murong Ting felt a sudden emptiness in his heart. He went crazy and flipped the woman on the ground over, holding her in his arms: "Kong Wange, how are you? Wake up!"
The three little ones started crying.
"Daddy, is Mommy not going to wake up...?" Murong Chen's eyes were red and he couldn't accept it at all.
Murong Ting's eyes were also bloodshot: "Impossible, she is a divine doctor who can cure so many people and has accumulated so much merit. It's impossible that she can't wake up."
"But that's a bomb!" Kong Ran cried bitterly beside him.
Murong Ting fell silent, holding her tightly. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Kong Wange, open your eyes! Do you hear me?!"
His voice trembled without him even realizing it.
Nevertheless, he still couldn't believe she was dead.
How could that woman, who was always outwitting and lively, and who could drive others half to death with just a word, have died like this?
Isn't she full of energy?
Wasn't she able to escape unscathed and live in seclusion abroad despite his long investigation?
With such great abilities, how could she have died so easily?
“Kong Wange, don’t you feel guilty towards Xiao Chen? Open your eyes. As long as you open your eyes, I will let Xiao Chen stay by your side…” Murong Ting said, patting her face.
Just then, he heard a coughing sound coming from his arms.
Murong Ting paused, then saw Kong Wange open her eyes and weakly ask, "You really let Chenbao come with me?"
Murong Ting: "..."
He threw her to the ground, exclaiming incredulously, "You tricked me?"
Kong Wange had a headache, and her voice was weak: "What did I lie to you about? You said it yourself. Besides, even if I did lie to you, I learned it from you. How dare you turn around and say that to me?"
Is it about him pretending to be seriously injured in the woods to trick her out of her true identity?
How can this woman be so vengeful!
Murong Ting gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.
Because Kong Wange is indeed very weak and not in good condition right now.
Not only were her clothes tattered and torn, but her right hand was also covered in blood.
When the three children saw that Kong Wange was awake, they looked at her in disbelief, wiping away their tears as they said, "Mommy, you...you're so amazing! Even a bomb couldn't kill you?"
Kong Wange, who was just about to comfort the child, suddenly wanted to reset the three of them to factory settings.
She smiled and, echoing the three little ones' words, jokingly comforted them, "Maybe Mommy has thick skin?"
"Waaaaah, that's great! I thought I'd never see Mommy again."
"Mommy, you scared us to death, waaaaah..."
Kong Wange comforted the children, while Murong Ting, realizing what had happened, frowned and asked, "What exactly happened? Didn't the bomb explode?"
Even the weakest bomb, if it explodes in a person's arms, the person cannot possibly be unharmed.
Although he didn't want anything to happen to Kong Wange, the fact that she was actually alright still puzzled him.
Kong Wange sighed: "I guess I'm just lucky."
Murong Ting was taken aback: "Why do you say that?"
Kong Wange said helplessly, "Murong Hao has been deceived. The bomb he bought is almost certainly a counterfeit."
Murong Ting was stunned: "Fake?"
Kong Wange hummed in agreement, closed her eyes, and slowly said, "When the bomb exploded, I also thought I was going to die, but then I found out... this bomb seemed to be the kind that makes a lot of noise but little effect, like setting off a firecracker and getting a dud. It went off once, but didn't exert any power at all. I can't think of any other explanation except that he bought a fake."
Murong Ting was speechless for a moment.
If Murong Hao knew that all his painstaking arrangements were ultimately ruined by a fake bomb, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would stand up and confront him.
Thinking of something, Kong Wange asked him, "By the way, where is Murong Hao?"
Murong Ting said in a deep voice, "He fell down, we don't know if he's dead or alive."
Kong Wange nodded: "Such a big thing, we should call the police."
Murong Ting hummed in agreement: "You don't need to worry about these things. Leave them to Lin Cheng. Lin Cheng has called an ambulance to take you to the hospital first."
Kong Wange dragged her bleeding arm, her eyes instantly turning wary: "Murong Ting, you're not trying to get rid of me and take Chi Bao away, are you?"
Murong Ting glanced at Kong Chi, suppressing the emotions surging in his eyes, and said calmly, "You're overthinking it. We'll talk about Xiao Chi after you've recovered."
Hearing him say that, Kong Wange was still full of suspicion, but she couldn't insist anymore, since her hand did need to be treated and bandaged.
Lin Cheng arrived shortly after, and the ambulance sped to the hospital.
Kong Wange was taken to the treatment room to have her wounds treated.
Lin Cheng and the three little ones followed Murong Ting.
Looking through the window at Kong Wange lying on the bed, her face pale, Lin Cheng couldn't help but mutter, "Ugh, that damned Murong Hao, he could do something as heinous as kidnapping. If he hadn't bought a fake bomb to save money, the young mistress would be gone..."
Murong Ting's gaze lingered on Kong Chi, one of the three little ones. Since their father and son had recognized each other, the little guy had never called him "Daddy" or said a kind word. Murong Ting was inevitably hurt. After a moment's thought, he interrupted Lin Cheng's incessant chatter: "Lin Cheng."
Lin Cheng: "Huh?"
"Go out and buy some things."
"What should I buy?" Lin Cheng blinked.
Murong Ting spoke a long string of words to Lin Cheng in a low voice.
Lin Cheng agreed to everything and ran out.
A short while later, he returned dragging large and small bags and handed them to Murong Ting: "Here, Young Master Ting, I've bought them all."
Murong Ting hummed in agreement: "Could you call Xiao Chi for me? I have something to say to him."
"Okay."
Lin Cheng also knew that the father and son had just reunited and definitely needed a quiet space to talk.
Murong Ting sat on the bench at the corner, and Kong Chi walked over with small steps.
He looked up at the little dumpling in front of him that looked exactly like Xiao Chen, his mind filled with a thousand thoughts, and he felt incredibly tender.
Without a doubt, this is definitely his child.
The heartache and anger that welled up in his heart when he saw him tied up were enough to prove that they were connected by blood.
He squatted down, and although he had a lot to say, the words stuck in his throat.
He felt a sudden, unprecedented sense of panic, and could only shove the things Lin Cheng had just bought in front of him, pleading, "Xiao Chi, look, do you like them?"
Although the father and son had met several times during the previous exchange, their feelings at this moment were undoubtedly the most complex.
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