The Rebirth of the National Goddess

When the lights first come on, the capital at night looks extraordinarily peaceful and peaceful, almost no different from other nights.

After Mo Zhixuan got off the plane, he hurried to the direction of Huagui Garden.

"Sir, you are back." Seeing Mo Zhixuan's return, Mrs. Zhang was taken aback.

Mo Zhixuan's face was very ugly, his facial features seemed to be covered with an impenetrable thin layer of ice, "Is Ah Jin at home?"

Mrs. Zhang said very respectfully, "Miss went out early in the morning and hasn't come back yet."

Mo Zhixuan stretched out his hand to press the center of his eyebrows, and an ominous premonition flooded his whole body. At this moment, he could no longer feel her aura at all, as if he had suddenly disappeared between heaven and earth!

"Did she say where she was going today?" Mo Zhixuan asked, suppressing the overwhelming emotions in his heart.

Mrs. Zhang thought for a while, and then said, "Miss seems to say that she is going to the hospital today."

As soon as she finished speaking, when Mrs. Zhang raised her eyes for the first time, the man who was standing in front of her had already disappeared into the air.

As if it had never been the same.

Mo Zhixuan rushed to the hospital, and the nurse said that Chu Jin had left the hospital at 12 o'clock.

Where is she?

Why can't I feel her breath now.

In desperation, Mo Zhixuan seemed to have thought of something, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found a familiar number and dialed it.

No matter how calm and wise a man is, when faced with this situation, he will lose his mind.

Mo Zhixuan had never experienced such a helpless moment like now.

Fear, restlessness, uneasiness.

But there was always a cold electronic prompt sounding on the other end of the phone, "Sorry, the number you dialed was not answered, please dial later."

Mo Zhixuan took a deep breath, tried his best to calm himself down, hung up the phone, and dialed a number again to go out.

This time, the call was quickly connected, "Help me investigate Chu Jin's whereabouts today."

Even if he searches the entire capital, he will find him!

**

In the General Hospital of the Beijing Military Region, the lights in the emergency room were still on.

Two tall men stood outside the emergency room.

The lights in the emergency room have been on for more than 6 hours.

Zhang Zijun patted Song Shiqin's shoulder and comforted him, "Brother Song, don't worry, Miss Chu is auspicious and has her own destiny, she will be fine."

Song Shiqin just stood there with a dignified face, motionless like a statue. He has maintained this posture for more than 6 hours. No matter what Zhang Zijun said, he didn't answer, as if he didn't hear.

"Brother Song, don't be like this, just sit down and rest for a while." Song Shiqin hadn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights because of this action. I'm really afraid that he won't be able to hold on.

finally!

Snapped--

The lights in the operating room went out.

The two held their breath almost at the same time, the door of the operating room was pushed open, and a doctor wearing a sterile surgical gown came out.

"Dr. Li, how is Chu Jin?" Song Shiqin immediately came to his senses, strode over, and asked nervously.

Dr. Li took off his mask, sighed, and said in a tired and hoarse voice, "Although the bullet has been taken out, the injured person is not out of danger. She was injured too badly. The bullet directly hit the heart. Whether she can't wake up depends on her willpower."

Hearing this, Song Shiqin's face changed, "Dr. Li, what do you mean?"

Dr. Li shook his head regretfully, "I have tried my best."

As a doctor, he was used to seeing life and death, so at this moment, there was regret on his face, and he didn't have too much emotion.

Already tried your best?

Hearing this, Song Shiqin's emotions collapsed in an instant, his eyes darkened, and he just fell backwards.

"Brother Song..." Zhang Zijun quickly caught him.

"Song Shiqin!" At that moment, a deep and cold voice appeared in the air, Mo Zhixuan grabbed Song Shiqin's collar, and said with bloodthirsty eyes, "What did you do to Ah Jin?"

Zhang Zijun tried to pull Mo Zhixuan away, "Mr. Mo, calm down, Brother Song is also feeling very uncomfortable right now."

Mo Zhixuan looked at Zhang Zijun, and said coldly, "Get lost!"

The aura on his body was too strong, even if Zhang Zijun was a soldier, he couldn't help but feel a cold sweat, Zhang Zijun only felt that the overwhelming pressure of his whole body was tightly restrained.

There were layers of thin sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't even utter half a word from his throat.

"Don't worry." Song Shiqin looked up at Mo Zhixuan, his dark eyes were filled with gray, his expression was a little sad, "I will take responsibility for her injury because of me."

Mo Zhixuan pushed Song Shiqin hard, his deep eyes were filled with dark ink that could not be seen, "She doesn't need you to be in charge! You just need to stay away from her in the future!"

Every word is like stained with ice, which makes people shudder.

Just at this time, the nurse came out of the operating room pushing the bed.