Red Moon Recovery: A Cloudy Day at the Start

Several doctors did not rush to rescue him this time.

They are doing their best.

Just now, after pushing several shots of adrenaline in a row, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

Her heartbeat was also kept beating forcibly through electric shocks.

"Captain Tang...Sorry."

The doctor persuaded.

They had no idea how many times they had seen such things.

, Every experience is also a kind of torture for them.

Tormented Dao now they all feel that they are going to be numb.

The doctor announced the time of Zheng Yuemei's death.

She must be covered with white cloth.

But Tang Xuewen was lying next to his mother's body.

Keep others away.

In the operating room, these other people also sighed.

Under the orders of the two ghost riders, they gradually withdrew from the room.

Give Tang Xuewen the last time to get along with his mother.

The two ghost riders also left after everyone else had left.

"Mom... Xuewen... here..."

"Mom.. The study is here, don't be afraid! Everything is learned."

Tang Xuewen took his mother's hand, his emotions had fluctuated from the very beginning and gradually converged.

He just spoke to Zheng Yuemei again in a very flat tone.

Tang Xuewen was talking about it.

At this moment.

A place that no one noticed.

Next to Zheng Yuemei, there was a figure standing beside the operating table.

A black black robe and a pair of beautiful eyes staring at Zheng Yumei on the bed.

"I didn't expect that this time the incident was not an ordinary traffic accident."

"That car is really special."

"It seems to be something in the underworld again, otherwise it's impossible for the cruisers to discover it before."

Zuo Chen sighed softly again.

"You and I are predestined, because of your favor at the beginning, I have never had a chance to return it to you."

"This time... just pay it back..."

A golden light appeared on his body, it was the light of merit.

"Forcibly change your life this time, to protect you for a period of time,"

"From now on... you can carry the talisman I gave you with you."

Following his words, Zuo Chen's fingers tapped into Zheng Yumei's brows.

The black and yellow energy of merit flows out of the fingertips.

Submerged in it, the brilliance flickered and warmed people's hearts.

A ray of milky white light began to return from the heavens and the earth.

Enter Zheng Yuemei's body again.

This is her soul.

this moment.

A subtle scent of sandalwood spread.

It's just that the scent of sandalwood is too weak.

Even the nearest Tang Xuewen didn't smell it.

Zheng Yuemei only felt that she had a long and long dream.

Dream.

She heard her son calling her.

It seemed to be back when Tang Xuewen was just naughty.

Every day I was so dirty, I came back from the outside and clamored for my mother to hold him.

Sometimes I fight with other kids outside, **** my mouth when I lose, and squat down in front of me sullenly.

Zheng Yuemei would smile and hug Tang Xuewen.

Gently pat his back.

The picture turns.

She seemed to have seen her long-dead husband again.

When I saw my cardamom years, he had red makeup on his temples and the appearance of a newly married wife.

At that time, the house was not lively and there were no children.

But I was not full and contented.

Picture after picture kept appearing in her mind.

I don't know how long it has been.

Maybe dozens of years, maybe a few days, maybe a moment.

She actually slowly recalled many things she had forgotten.

Between the sky and the earth, there seems to be a quiet path that is quietly spreading, spreading to unknown places in the clouds.

On both sides of the road, countless beautiful and charming flower bones are blooming.

Very beautiful, more beautiful than any flower she has seen in her life.

She wanted to go and see, but her feet didn't want to move.

I don’t know why, as long as she moves by herself, her heartbeat will follow.

It hurts and feels uncomfortable.

It's like this one will never come back again,

She should have not done anything important.

She can't go.

A voice in the dimness came from within the space.

"Mom... I'm learning literature... Mom... Look at me... Mom... Open your eyes and look at me..."

at this time.

The voice in Zheng Yuemei's ears became clearer and clearer.

Clearly said, it really seems as if someone is yelling to himself in his ears.

She heard it,

This is her son's voice.

This is the voice of Tang Xuewen.

This kid is calling himself.

Zheng Yuemei's body trembled slightly.

In an instant.

She remembered.

I remembered that I was going to Tianjun Temple to offer incense this morning.

Shangxiang came back, still thinking about cooking chicken drumsticks and potato rice for her little girl.

It's just that these warm pictures were interrupted by a galloping bus.

Dilapidated passenger cars, across the road, through the railings.

Charged towards his own.

Own...

Is this seriously injured?

My son is still crying in his own body,

Zheng Yuemei wanted to open her eyes.

I want to tell him, don't cry, how come such a big person is still a crying like he was when he was a child.

But she found that she couldn't do it.

Her body seemed to be unconscious,

She couldn't control any movement of her body at all.

Zheng Yuemei exhausted all her strength.

Reluctantly raised his hand.

She wants to tell her son, don't cry.

Mom is here.

But she was destined to be unable to say these words.

Her consciousness has begun to blur.

The path in the room became clearer.

Even the scent of flowers can be smelled.

But at this moment.

She saw a beam of light.

A beam of golden light.

It's like the warm sun in winter, and it's like the ice and snow in summer.

Falling from the sky, wrapped her.

Very comfortable,

Immediately afterwards.

An elegant and easy-going figure appeared before her eyes.

Mo Xuan robe, purple gold crown.

Stand in the air.

Seeing her with a gentle smile on her face.

"You are... Tianjun!?"

[Author's digression]: Four more coming! ! ! Three rounds tomorrow! ! Ask for a silver ticket, ask for a silver ticket! ! This is really demanding! ! !