After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

Li Jingchen smiled helplessly and followed the chairman of the Olympic Committee to the next player.

At the end of the award ceremony, the national flag was raised and the national anthem was played.

The fans all stood up, saluted with their idols, and hummed to the music silently in their hearts.

Song Lingyan's right hand shook slightly before she suppressed the urge to salute.

The national flag slowly rose, and a sense of pride arose spontaneously.

The smokers straightened their backs and their eyes filled with excitement.

Yu Feiyang was inspired by the excitement and couldn't wait to return to the hotel to record the wonderful moments of the game.

~

After the award ceremony was over, Song Lingyan returned to the athletes' rest area. Qin Yanqiu came over immediately and quietly told her the news.

"Do you know which hospital the wounded were sent to?"

Song Lingyan frowned, and when she heard the words "terrorist attack", her heart began to throb and hurt again.

"The number of injured is relatively high."

Qin Yanqiu answered truthfully: "They are scattered to several hospitals. The closest one to the shooting gallery is a private hospital."

Song Lingyan frowned: "Let's go to that hospital."

"There are many injured people in the hospital."

Qin Yanqiu had worries: "I'm afraid there won't be enough doctors..."

"It's ok."

Song Lingyan smiled nonchalantly: "Actually, I don't have to go to the hospital for my illness. Going there will reassure my parents and coach."

"Ok."

Qin Yanqiu was speechless and could only let her go without trying to persuade her.

~

Li Xiaoling was worried about her daughter and insisted on accompanying her to the hospital.

Song Lingxiao transferred a jet black business car from the overseas office of Keystar Group, which could fit seven people.

Coach Liu, Qin Yanqiu, and their family drove to the hospital together.

~

hospital.

Jones was waiting alone at the door of the operating room.

Two colleagues were injured. One of them was shot through the chest and lungs, and his life was in danger.

He was in a bad mood, rubbing his brow irritably and walking back and forth at the door of the operating room.

Song Lingyan came to the hospital accompanied by her relatives. She turned a corner and passed by the operating room. At a glance, she saw Jones, who was wandering around like an ant on a hot pot.

"Sister Yanqiu, please keep an eye on him."

Song Lingyan glanced at Qin Yanqiu: "Let's see where he goes next."

"it is good."

Qin Yanqiu was confused for only a second, and then agreed.

Song Lingyan would not ask her to find out what happened during the game for no reason.

In line with the professional ethics of a bodyguard, she will not explore her employer's privacy.

However, the curiosity is still there.

With a woman's sixth sense, she intuitively believed that the answer could be found in the blond man.

~

There were many injured patients in the hospital. Song Lingyan registered for treatment at the cardiology department and had to wait in line for examination. It took a long time.

The whole family, except Mu Zhuo and Coach Liu, all know the root cause of her illness and know the existence of Li Xiaoyong.

Song Lingxiao felt clear in her heart. Seeing Qin Yanqiu's absence, she understood where she had gone.

It is not easy for too many people to know the identity of Li Xiaoyong.

So he found an excuse to send Mu Zhuo back to the hotel first, and then began to think about how to make Coach Liu go back willingly.

After waiting in the CT examination room for about an hour, it was finally Song Lingyan's turn.

Song Lingyan handed the phone to her elder brother and entered the CT examination room alone. The phone buzzed and vibrated, and a message came in at that moment. Song Lingxiao saw that it was Qin Yanqiu, who came to a quiet corner of the corridor alone, slid open the screen, and answered the call.

~

The CT scan examination was very fast. In less than 5 minutes, the stainless steel door slid open to the left, and Song Lingyan walked out.

Song Lingxiao didn't hesitate for a moment. On the pretext of getting the test results, she left Coach Liu behind and took her parents and sister to the agreed place to meet Qin Yanqiu.

~

Inpatient building, 18th floor, orthopedic ward.

Li Xiaoyong's injuries were minor, with two broken ribs. He left the operating room and woke up shortly after.

Seeing that he was in good spirits, Jones felt relieved and returned to the door of the operating room, waiting for news from Claire.

Song Lingxiao bought some fruits and flower baskets, and in the name of visiting patients, the family came to the orthopedic ward.

Qin Yanqiu pointed to Li Xiaoyong's bed number, but was very smart and did not follow it.

"Yanyan?"

Li Xiaoyong was lying on the hospital bed. He was happy at first when he saw Song Lingyan, and then he was shocked when he saw Song Lingxiao and Li Xiaoling coming next.

"Lie down and don't move."

Song Lingyan walked over distressed and held his shoulders to stop him from moving.

"Where's the injury?"

Song Lingxiao's eyebrows were tightly knitted and she spoke without any politeness: "Didn't you torture yourself to death?"

"Cough cough."

Li Xiaoyong coughed twice in embarrassment and avoided his uncle's threatening gaze.

"Big brother..."

Song Lingyan glared at her elder brother dissatisfiedly, and gently touched his chest with her hand to help him calm down.

"I asked him to find a foreign office to stay and live a peaceful and smooth life. What's wrong with that?"

Song Lingxiao had a resentment in her heart and felt uncomfortable if she didn't vent it out: "He insists on joining some anti-terrorist organization, risking his own life, causing his sister to suffer with him, and almost losing her gold medal."

"Yanyan."

Li Xiaoyong's heart trembled in shock: "Your competition..."

"Don't worry, it's over."

Song Lingyan pretended to smile relaxedly, and in turn comforted him: "The gold medal has been obtained. Who am I, this girl? How can I lose to such a minor injury? The victory must be ours."

"Your heart hurts again."

Li Xiaoyong was not comforted, but felt even more guilty: "It's all my fault, I've caused you trouble."

"I am fine."

Song Lingyan held his hand and looked at his bandaged abdomen, feeling full of heartache: "You are the one who makes people worry. It has only been a few days since we were separated from the airport, and you are injured again."

"I don't want to get hurt and make you suffer along with me."

Li Xiaoyong turned his right hand over and held her hand tightly.

"It's okay, I'm fine, I'm really fine."

Song Lingyan raised her right hand and leaned her cheek against the back of his hand, affectionately and tenderly: "As long as God opens his eyes and allows you to live well, I will be willing to suffer no matter how much you suffer."

"Cough cough."

Song Lingxiao didn't like what she heard and interrupted the affectionate look between the lovers: "Yanyan, have you forgotten something very important? Your parents are here too."

"Oh, yes."

Song Lingyan let go of Li Xiaoyong's hand and gave up the seat beside the bed to her parents.

"Are you Li Xiaoyong?"

Song Weiguo, as the head of the family, spoke first: "I have always heard Ling Xiao and Yanyan talking about you, but I didn't expect that the first time we met was in the hospital."

"uncle."

Li Xiaoyong twitched his lips in embarrassment. When he was injured and most embarrassed, when he saw his sweetheart's parents, he really had the illusion of an ugly daughter-in-law meeting her parents-in-law.

"Don't be nervous, Yanyan's mother and I are both very open-minded people..."

What Song Weiguo was most proud of in his life was that he served in the special forces when he was young and received many meritorious deeds.