noveltune Chapter 261 In the hospital, Su Qingge stayed by his side every step of the way.
Chapter 261 In the hospital, Su Qingge stayed by his side every step of the way.
The piercing siren of the ambulance seemed to still linger deep in my ears.
But the extreme darkness surrounding us, as if we were falling into the deep sea, was slowly receding.
heavy.
exhausted.
Lin Zhou felt as if his body had just been run over dozens of times by a heavy road roller. Every muscle fiber was groaning in agony from the unbearable strain.
He tried moving his fingers.
A slight stinging sensation instantly spread throughout my body.
Accompanying this pain was the quiet ticking of the instruments and the pungent smell of medical disinfectant.
Amidst the cold, harsh smell of disinfectant, there was also a hint of familiar, delicate orchid fragrance.
That was Su Qingge's unique scent.
Lin Zhou struggled to open his eyelids, which felt as if they were filled with lead.
The blinding sunlight streamed in through the half-open blinds, casting dappled shadows on the clean floor.
The line of sight gradually came into focus.
This is a spacious and luxurious VIP top-tier ward.
There was none of the noise and bustle of a typical hospital. It was so quiet that the only sound was the steady heartbeat on the medical monitor.
Lin Zhou turned his head slightly.
His right hand was being held tightly by another pair of small, cold hands that were gripping him tightly and refusing to let go.
Su Qingge was lying beside his hospital bed.
This usually aloof and impeccably groomed female CEO was now so disheveled it was heartbreaking.
Her beige trench coat was already wrinkled and even had several glaring dark red bloodstains on it, which had been rubbed off Lin Zhou.
Her long, seaweed-like hair was draped messily over her shoulders.
She slept restlessly. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly in the sunlight, and her stunningly beautiful face was filled with extreme haggardness and paleness.
There were even tear stains still clinging to the corners of her eyes.
Seeing his wife like this, Lin Zhou felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart.
A strong sense of guilt and overwhelming tenderness overwhelmed him instantly.
Won.
He ultimately won that fierce, life-or-death gamble.
The K organization's armed base on the outskirts of Beijing was completely eradicated, turning it into scorched earth.
Nuonuo returned to their side unharmed.
The family of three finally survived that long, bloody night of carnage.
Lin Zhou gently grasped Su Qingge's fingers in return, wanting to convey a touch of human warmth to her.
Although he was being careful in his actions.
But just as his fingers bent...
Su Qingge, who was lying by the bed, woke up violently as if she had been electrocuted!
She suddenly raised her head.
Those bloodshot peach blossom eyes looked at the hospital bed in a panic and fear.
When her gaze truly met Lin Zhou's deep and gentle eyes.
Su Qingge froze completely.
Time seemed to stand still for a long time at this moment.
"husband……"
Su Qingge's voice was so hoarse that she could barely make a sound, as if her throat was stuffed with a wad of rough cotton.
Big, big tears.
Tears welled up without warning, streaming down her face like a burst dam.
She wanted to throw herself into Lin Zhou's arms and cry her heart out. But looking at the white medical bandages wrapped around Lin Zhou's body, she forcibly restrained herself.
Helplessly suspended in mid-air, she covered her mouth tightly with both hands to stop herself from crying out.
"Why are you crying?"
Lin Zhou weakly tugged at the corners of his chapped lips, revealing a doting yet slightly roguish smile.
"Your husband is incredibly resilient. Even the King of Hell thinks my temper is too bad and refuses to take me."
Hearing that cheesy joke...
Su Qingge's nerves, which had been stretched to the limit, finally broke down completely.
"You bastard! You're just lying to me!"
She carefully pressed her face against Lin Zhou's uninjured arm, crying her heart out.
"The doctor said you had a large muscle tear, and that you almost didn't wake up because your heart was overloaded!"
"Do you know how scared I was last night watching over you?!"
"If you die, what will Nuonuo and I do?!"
Seeing his wife crying so uncontrollably, Lin Zhou's eyes were almost overflowing with tenderness.
He endured the excruciating pain in his shoulder.
With difficulty, he raised his left hand and wiped away the hot tears from her cheeks, little by little.
"I'm awake now, aren't I? I promise it won't happen again," Lin Zhou coaxed gently.
Just then.
The heavy, soundproof door to the ward was anxiously pushed open from the outside.
Old Chen, accompanied by Ghost Hand and several top experts, strode in.
Lin Zhou opened his eyes.
Old Chen's weathered face instantly erupted with wild joy and excitement.
"Young Master! You're finally awake!"
Old Chen walked quickly to the bedside, his voice trembling violently.
Ghost Hand deftly lifted Lin Zhou's eyelids to check his pupil reflexes, then glanced at the stable data on the monitor next to him.
The top doctor on the dark web shook his head incredulously.
"It's simply a medical miracle."
Ghost Hand stared at Lin Zhou with a look of utter shock.
"Master, your extraordinary self-healing ability has completely overturned my understanding. Besides being extremely weak, your nervous system has actually begun to repair itself!"
Lin Zhou calmly withdrew his gaze, ignoring Ghost Hand's exaggerated reaction.
His deep eyes looked straight past everyone and fixed intently on Old Chen.
Although he was lying weakly in the hospital bed, the overwhelming sense of oppression befitting the head of the Lin Group instantly enveloped the entire ward.
"Uncle Chen, how's the situation outside?"
Old Chen straightened his back respectfully. A ruthless glint flashed in his cloudy old eyes.
"Reporting to young master, it's all cleaned up."
"That heavy industrial plant was completely engulfed by fire. All the surveillance data and physical traces inside have been wiped clean by the Bloodhound Mercenary Group."
"As for the remaining forces of the K organization overseas..."
Old Chen took a deep breath in excitement.
"Your multi-billion dollar bounty has sent the entire global underworld into a frenzy of celebration!"
"Countless bounty hunters and greedy gangs are tearing apart K Organization's businesses in Europe and the Middle East."
"They are too busy taking care of themselves to have any further influence over China."
Lin Zhou nodded slightly in satisfaction.
"Where's Nuonuo?" he asked, voicing his most pressing question.
Upon hearing her daughter's name, Su Qingge quickly wiped away her tears and smiled through them.
"Nuonuo is fine, absolutely nothing's wrong. Uncle Chen has arranged for the highest-level Shadow Squad to guard her."
Su Qingge looked at Lin Zhou with heartache.
"This little girl is really carefree. She ate two small cakes in the safe zone last night and then fell asleep."
"When she woke up this morning, she proudly told the nanny that her dad was a flying superhero."
Hearing her daughter's innocent and childlike words.
The last trace of heavy gloom in Lin Zhou's heart was finally completely dispelled.
Old Chen waved his hand tactfully, and quietly left the ward with Ghost Hand and the other experts.
This precious time alone was reserved for the couple who had just survived a life-or-death ordeal.
The ward was once again filled with a quiet and warm atmosphere.
The sunlight shone on the snow-white sheets, making them feel warm and cozy.
Lin Zhou laboriously extended his hand, the one without the IV drip, and gently stroked his wife's disheveled yet still soft long hair.
His deep, peach-blossom eyes revealed an unprecedented calm and arrogance.
He knew it in his heart.
Although they won this fierce battle and eliminated an important armed stronghold of the K organization in the capital.
But that cunning and patient Black Bishop still lurks like a venomous snake in the deep shadows of the capital's upper echelons.
The terrifying final battle concerning the "source code" is still far from over.
But so what?
Lin Zhou felt the warmth on his wife's cheek.
As long as he and his daughter were by his side, as long as this family was still there, Lin Zhou had nothing to fear.
Lin Zhou gently tucked a stray strand of Su Qingge's hair behind her ear.
His deep gaze was fixed on the azure sky above the capital city outside the window.
"Don't be afraid, wife. That black bishop who dares not show his face is probably sleeping even more restlessly than we are." Lin Zhou's lips slowly curled into an extremely domineering and cold smile. "Let him linger on for a few more days. When I'm discharged from the hospital, I will personally dig him out of the gutter of the capital and grind him to dust, bones and all."