The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 65 My Dad Is a Pink Boss (2)

Consciousness began to slacken, and the blue curtain in front of him became farther and farther away, more and more empty, like a blue sky, and then the whole world became quiet.

"The patient is dying, doctor!"

"Increase the current, continue!"

His frail body was jolted up and down by the electric shock.

Like a white sail, wrapped in turbulent sea water.

There is a possibility of overturning at any time.

When life passed by again, Jiang Tang was very familiar with it.

This sense of familiarity seems to have evoked many strange and sad memories...

"Jiang Tang..."

"Jiang Tang...I...love..."

It was another blow, and as the body fell heavily, the eyes were pitch black, and the memory was interrupted. In the next second, a memory belonging to this body flooded in.

Jiang Tang, 13 years old, orphan.

Growing up in the welfare home, he suffered from congenital heart disease.

Since childhood, he was weak and was bullied by all the children in the orphanage.

Weak character, do not fight or grab.

She looks pure and cute, like a rabbit. When she is bullied by others, her eyes are red and she hides in a corner, not even crying.

Because of heart disease, she was bedridden all year round, and had undergone more than a dozen major and minor operations in the past 13 years.

This time was the most serious, Jiang Tang was sent to the emergency room overnight.

Before she fell into a coma, the girl saw the cold eyes of the director of the orphanage, with a trace of hope mixed in it.

Precocious children have an unparalleled sensitivity to the emotions of adults.

The hope in the dean's eyes was not that she would survive.

But I hope she dies sooner.

Jiang Tang is a child with strong self-esteem. This time she fell ill and lost her desire to survive.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Tang became "Jiang Tang".

Open your eyes.

The eyes are pure white.

The smell of disinfectant is not so pungent, and the air is filled with the faint smell of roses.

There is only one bed in the spacious ward.

Jiang Tang turned his head and felt that the quilt under his body was loose and soft, and it was a good eiderdown quilt.

Everything she saw told her that this was a senior ward of the hospital, and Jiang Tang naturally knew why she was in the senior ward.

This is related to the content of the task and the target of the task, so Jiang Tang looked at everything around him calmly, lying quietly on the bed and waiting.

"The task object appears, Lu Lichao, male, 29 years old..."

The personal information about this man named Lu Lichao was conveyed to Jiang Tang, who closed his eyes and listened silently.

"Click-"

The door of the ward was opened.

There was a rattling sound of the leather shoes stepping on the floor, and the steps were steady and calm, and the strides were big. The man should be tall.

Lu Lichao walked straight to the hospital bed, staring at the small figure on the bed with deep and sharp eyes.

The girl was pale and fragile, her eyes closed tightly.

The black hair like crow feathers was draped on the pillow, making the face extremely small, the long eyelashes trembling slightly, and the delicate face was beautiful and immature.

Lu Li frowned slightly, raised his hand to touch the child, but retracted halfway, rubbed his long and broad hands, and put his back behind his back.

This is his daughter.

Unexpectedly, after living alone for 29 years, a child appeared in the first year after he was released from prison. The blood test is very clear on the documents.

The little girl in front of him was Lu Lichao's child, he couldn't remember what happened that year.

It is true that one night, after drinking too much, the woman ran away without a trace, and 13 years later came to inform him that she had such a child.

No matter how you think about it, there is a smell of conspiracy.

Lu Lichao was cautious.

But all these precautions disappeared at the first sight of this child.

(End of this chapter)