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"Mom, Lil 'Lin will definitely be fine!"

She watched helplessly as her beloved man entered another emergency room. Song Xinyun consoled her mother with a sobbing tone as if she had lost her soul. She silently prayed that the two men in her family would be able to survive this disaster. Otherwise, their heaven would have collapsed.

"Doctor Hao, the patient's signs have been restored."

In the rescue room that Qin Shan was in, the nurse that was in charge of staring at the equipment said. As far as she was concerned, this was completely impossible. Based on Qin Shan's situation, he had just lost three bags of blood. How could he recover so quickly?

How is this possible?

Receiving the reminder from the nurse, Hao Chengwen also took note of the data displayed together. At the same time, he felt ecstatic and incredulous. He couldn't understand why the patient's condition would suddenly improve, could it be that it was because of Qin Lin's blood?

In actuality, Hao Chengwen's guess was not wrong. Qin Lin had mixed a small amount of his internal energy into the three bags of blood he had taken out of Qin Lin's body. Aside from that, his blood was already stronger than ordinary people's.

This kind of strength was not at all an innate expert. It was all because of the past ten years. In order to treat his terminal illness, Gui Guzi had given him a lot of traditional Chinese medicine. Even now, the essence of the medicinal herbs was still in his blood.

There was a saying that goes unintentionally adding fuel to the fire. The unconscious Qin Lin naturally did not know that his own blood actually had such uses.

As Qin Shan's condition improved, Hao Chengwen did not delay any further and quickly began to sew up the wound on his stomach. At the other side of the emergency room, Qin Lin had already donned the oxygen shield, and his body had basically stabilized. However, his body was still very weak and the danger had not been resolved.

Qin Lin felt like he had just had a long dream. He was in darkness, surrounded by dark water. He was like a small boat in a storm, constantly enduring the great power of nature.

During this period of time, he would occasionally hear someone calling his name. However, when he tried to find the direction of the sound, he saw an immutable darkness. He continuously swung his arms, struggling in the boundless sea.

Scenes of the past floated before him like scenes from a movie. Qin Lin thought of Gui Guzi, the old man who had treated him with great care, and who was not strict. He once again thought of his parents, Song Xinyun …

In the end, even Chen Xue, who she had just met, appeared in the fragment. This woman still had a cold expression and did not smile. The look in his eyes was stern and cold. It was impossible to tell her emotions, but it gave him a feeling of disgust.

After an unknown amount of time, the darkness that enveloped him suddenly retreated like a receding tide. What replaced it was the light that he longed for so much for. The world of darkness was pierced through by a dazzling white pillar, tearing it apart.

The voice in the dream seemed to have become clearer. He tried his best to open his heavy eyelids. The blinding light forced him to shut his eyes again.

"Little Lin, you're awake?"

Song Xinyun's surprised voice came into her ears, it was as if it was a heavenly music to the ears, an imprint of a soul!

After getting used to it for a while, Qin Lin finally opened his eyes. Other than the snow-white wall that was devoid of life, there was also a beautiful woman who had her eyes swollen from crying. At this moment, his consciousness had completely recovered.

Opening his dry lips, Qin Lin asked with some difficulty: "I'm fine now, don't cry, if you continue to cry it won't look good."

The comforting words didn't calm Song Xinyun down at all. The emotions that she had suppressed for three days instantly exploded. Song Xinyun lost control of his emotions and threw herself beside Qin Lin, and started crying uncontrollably. Her voice was hoarse and filled with sorrow, and even some fear.

He tried to raise his hands and the fingers of his right hand pierced through the beautiful woman's black hair. He patted her shoulder gently. This seemed to be the only consolation he could do at this moment. This was because, after saying the first sentence, it was already rather difficult for him to continue speaking.

Within the sickroom, Song Xinyun's crying voice gradually weakened. As for Qin Lin, he recovered some of his strength and started to quietly inquire about the things that happened after he fainted. Through Song Xinyun's description, Qin Lin's taut heartstrings had finally relaxed a little.

He had fainted for three days and in those three days, Qin Shan had already awakened. Although the situation wasn't very good, it was already out of danger. As for Zhang Liping, because she was worried about her son and husband's situation, she did not sleep for two days and two nights, and fell on the sickbed.

Currently, after Li Zhengguo personally treated him, the situation had eased up.

At this moment, the disaster that happened in the sky finally had a good result. Although for this family, this was destined to be a misfortune, but luckily, the end result was still good.

After resting on the bed for the afternoon and eating two bowls of congee that Song Xinyun had personally fed him, Qin Lin had finally recovered a little. Afterwards, Song Xinyun went to the two elders' ward to serve the two of them lunch. As for Qin Lin, in order to help himself recover quickly, he struggled to sit up and started to cultivate the "Heavenly Heart Method".

This time, if not for the existence of the "Heavenly Heart Method", the result might have been changed. Having overused himself, it was very likely that he would fall into a deep sleep. It was a good thing that he managed to survive.

After running nine small cycles, Qin Lin stopped his cultivation. He lay down again to rest. This time, his body was overtaxed and he had to slowly cultivate step by step. It was impossible for him to cultivate for too long in one go. Otherwise, it would be counterproductive.

Not long after, Song Xinyun returned to the sickroom, and after talking to Qin Lin for a while, urged him to rest. Although Qin Lin was unwilling, he also didn't want to worry Song Xinyun, so he could only sleep obediently.

When he woke up, it was already midnight. He opened his eyes and took a look at the silent ward. Only now did he realise that Song Xinyun, who was sitting on a small stool and sleeping soundly beside him, had a heartache.

There was no need to guess, Qin Lin knew that Song Xinyun definitely did not rest for the past few days. Now that he was finally awake, the latter could finally relax her tense nerves and rest in peace.

Quietly getting off the bed, Qin Lin carried Song Xinyun onto the bed and covered him with a blanket. He sat down beside her and looked at her tiredly.

At this moment, his heart was calm and tranquil. The person in front of him, occupied all of his mind. His hand gently brushed past Song Xinyun's somewhat dry hair, and swept past her equally dry, charming face. In the end, he pressed his palm against the latter's cheek.