Transmigration: The Life Winner’s Ex-Girlfriend

Ling Feng’s body was dilapidated every day. The doctor has already stated that his condition is too bad. The surgery is not only unable to remove the tumor, but also may damage his body. The probability of dying on the operating table is too great.

The same is true for chemotherapy, and the damage done to his body is far greater than the treatment effect. He has been treated with traditional Chinese medicine conditioning, with mild means and general treatment effects.

He is already 72 years old, but for the first time in his life, he helped him make up. Even on the wedding day, he hardly refused the makeup artist who was invited at home. "I am a big man, what rouge gouache?"

But he accepted it now, his face is really bad, if he is not a makeup artist, he dare not go out to see people. Sometimes in the morning, he licked a person in a pair of glasses, only skinny bones, eye sockets deep, his face blue.

Is that your own? When I was a teenager, I was motivated by the words. When I was young, I was very excited on the battlefield. When I went to the middle-aged, I was in the middle of the mall, but now I have no strength in supporting the bowl.

Knowing that everyone can't hide from old and sick, it is still a great pity that the hero is late.

The makeup artist was very powerful. It was only a few times on the face of Ling Feng. His face became ruddy and he went to Lingqing happily. "Go to the mountain today? This season is a good time for the lush forest."

Ling Qing has some grievances, temperament and grace, and the tone of the speech has a bit of a girl's delicate voice: "You really want to be out, where is the convenient mountain climbing?"

Under Gu Huai’s instructions, the bodyguards quickly packed the tickets and patted the chest and said, “We have a few wheelchairs that carry less.” Gu Huai’s wheelchair is extremely light, using the most sophisticated of Aquamarine. In the manufacture of science and technology, when they first went to the Black Triangle to find people, they were all carrying them up, going up the mountain and going to the sea, without pressure.

Ling Qing moved out of the doctor again: "Can my father's body go up the mountain?"

The doctor wearing a white coat said with a smile: "Going out and walking, distracting the heart, is good for Ling's condition." Ling Feng is not much time, the doctor faintly noticed that the limit may be in these days. It should now satisfy his wish as much as possible.

Ling Feng grinned very happily, like a child: "Doctors can say yes, let's go, take the sun back before going down the mountain."

Ling Qing arranged the medical staff to accompany him, and took out his mobile phone to call his brother. He heard the voice of his son. Ling Feng’s mouth slammed down. “What are you looking for? He just came here yesterday and asked my will to stand up. No, how is Ling's property distributed?"

On the phone, Big Brother advised: "Dad, shouldn't I ask? If you are still alive, put everything in place properly, and there won't be so many unnecessary disputes in the future. Do you want to give Ling? Gu Huai? His surname is Gu, even if he is a genius, he is always a surname."

He is still chattering, Ling Qing's heart is slowly cooling. She would rather have her brother fight with her in the mall, and she does not want to see him forced Ling Feng. Dad is already like this, why can't I send him the last trip?

Ling Feng can see more than her: "Because he is troubled, let's go play."

Ling Feng first boarded the car, Ling Qing fell behind, Gu Hua pushed the wheelchair to follow up: "I have always been like this, just to find me a little trouble on the board, you don't go to the heart."

Ling Qing sighed: "Fortunately, Ling has you." Her eldest brother had no business skills since she was a child. Ling Feng originally preferred to give Ling to Ling Qing, and refused to give her son. Foundation.

The sky is blue and white, the grass is green, and the stream of the river is like the shattered golden light in the sunshine. Ling Feng recruited and called Ling Qing: "Clear, do you still remember this mountain?"

Ling Qing nodded, of course, remember that this is a forest of Ling's family. At the beginning, Ling Feng did not rush her to come here to run in the morning. She hated the rough roads and always bleed her feet.

Ling Feng smiled, an old urchin looks like a man, and dug out an old wine from a peach tree. "Your mother, don't allow me to drink, prevent me from being like a thief. I am hiding in the mountains." Then she left first, no one would control me to drink or not, but I couldn't help but hide the wine here. I hoped that I could hear her in my ear again."

The dark brown jar, I don’t know how many years have been buried, I haven’t opened the mouth of the jar, and the air is scented with alcohol. Ling Feng personally opened the jar and poured a bowl for Ling Qing and Gu Huai respectively: "Taste."

He turned back and took out a processed duck from the trunk and said with pride: "My unique craft, roast duck, keep you haven't eaten before."

The mellow old wine is poured into the duck's mouth, stuffed into various seasonings, and the outer layer is evenly spread, with soy sauce, a little rock sugar, and pepper. The ducks are placed in the jars and the wine in the jars is given to the bodyguards. There is not much left.

Support the grill on the spot, use the fruit trees on the mountain to make charcoal, put the wine rack on the shelf, and slowly roast the fire. In the beating flame, the wine is mixed with the coke from the roast duck.

Baked and roasting, Ling Feng squinted and fell asleep. At first, Ling Qing thought that he was only a little squat for a while, but it didn't turn for a long time. The altar was unevenly heated, and the cracks were cracked. Those crisp cracks did not. Wake him up.

Ling Qing called: "Dad."

Ling Feng is still asleep, Ling Pan panic, handing the grill to the bodyguard, gently pushing his body, "Dad! You wake up, want to sleep we go back to the hospital."

The medical staff rushed to the scene, and Ling Feng’s heartbeat had stopped. They immediately gave him first aid.

The jar was completely cracked, the drunk duck was baked, and the shiny skin was slightly exposed.

Ling Qing’s tears fell in a big drop. “Dad, wake up, don’t you eat your own drunken duck?”

The doctor gave a first aid, then shook his head to Ling Qing. "Ling old, you have a number in your heart, this time."

Ling Qing blocked his words, did not want to hear the ruthless death sentence, "Send my dad back to the hospital, the hospital has better first aid facilities!"

"Useless, Ling Lao already"

"I said, send my dad back to the hospital! Can't you understand?"

The accompanying medical staff put Ling Feng on the stretcher, and the soldiers were in a mess. Gu Huai clenched Ling Qing’s hand and gave her strength. He knew that even if he was sent back to the hospital, his grandfather would not wake up again. He is ready, sooner or later there will be such a day.

A blue figure suddenly appeared, and outsiders seemed to be walking very slowly, but a step is a thousand miles away, using the technique of shrinking the ground into inches, and only one person in the water blue star is mastered - the Yuan Ying period, Xie Chengming.

"Fortunately, catch up!" Xie Chengming grasped the spiritual plant in his hand. Although it was a plant, it was like a jade, and it was flowing. "Trouble let one let, let it."

He casts spells. Under his guidance, the power of the spiritual planting gradually infiltrates into Ling Feng's body and repairs the depleted body.

Ling Qing looked nervously, for fear of a blind eye, he missed his father. She prayed in her heart and chanted devoutly.

This process is too long for Ling Qing, in fact, it is only ten minutes, Xie Chengming is off force, kneeling on the ground, full of sweat. The palm of his hand, only the powder, left in the wind.

Ling Feng, who had no life, but opened his eyes, a squid hit and stood up, the movement was very healthy, watching the drunk duck on the grill exclaimed: "How is my roast duck? Grilled a duck, but How can you ruin a jar?"

Ling Qing was so weeping, rushed over and hugged Ling Feng, cried and said: "Dad!"

Although Gu Huai can't see anything, he can judge it from the sound, and his mouth is tilted up. He said to Xie Chengming: "Thank you."

Xie Chengming asked him: "I don't regret it? You could have seen the light again, but your father's roots are broken. Even if you use Lingzhi to continue your life, you can live for a few years."

"Of course, I don't regret it, my grandfather can live a day more, you are my great benefactor."

Xie Chengming yanked a grass in his mouth, licking the grass roots, tilting his legs, and his voice was sloppy: "Your boy is blessed, I have a good luck this time, and I have successfully cultivated 15 plants at a time, except for you. The father of the family has saved his life, and there are still some left, enough for you to use."

Good news one by one, Gu Huai’s voice shivered slightly, and it was a thank you. Xie Chengming's great grace, he did not think that the newspaper, but later, Xie Chengming needs, even if he is going through the fire, he does not hesitate.

"Don't rush to thank me, my spiritual power is exhausted, it will take a long time to recover, let Ren Qiao help you." Xie Chengming's words are not exaggerated, he has no little spiritual power left, or is used by Ling's bodyguards. The stretcher was carried down the mountain.

Ren Qiao was very happy to receive this good news. After visiting Ling Feng, he should have a good job of helping the minds. Her total amount of spiritual power is far less than that of Xie Chengming. Helping Gu Huai is a water-grinding effort. It can only guide some of the spiritual perfusion every day, and it takes a week before and after.

In order to avoid the eyes of her, she was stabbed by strong light during the treatment. She put a protective eye mask on her. At the end of the last day of treatment, she asked Gu Huai: "Are you ready?"

Gu Huai’s legs were conscious as early as two days ago. Just standing up suddenly, still can not maintain the balance of the body, it takes a period of rehabilitation. Gu Huai nodded, smiled slightly, and showed a pair of small pear vortex on the delicate face.

Ren Qiao's hand dexterously unlocked the protective goggles, the light in the room was not strong, and the moving light and shadows unfolded in front of him. Since the car accident, this is his dark world, the first color.

The first person he saw was her, "Joe."

In the colorful world, there is a beautiful woman standing by his side, only to see her snow and silver hair, a pair of phoenix crystal clear and transparent, reaching out to him, the red wrist under the fire red skirt is white like frost. She smiled and bent, and her lips whispered: "Is this the first time to meet? Hello, I am Ren Qiao."