Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

Tong Ruixiao fought with the gangster with all his might. The two men wrestled with each other, hit each other hard in the abdomen, and tried to snatch the pistol.

He was hit hard on the temple by the opponent's elbow, and he immediately felt dizzy, his ears tinnitus, and golden stars in his eyes, and his vision was blurred. His back was against the railing, and his legs were almost unable to support him due to the dizziness.

At this moment, a cold and hard piece of metal pressed against his heart. His body suddenly froze, and his sparse pupils gathered again, with a look of horror.

"Tong Ruixiao, someone bought your life from me. So... go to hell."

The other party whispered with gritted teeth, as if the hand of death stretched out from hell, strangling his throat.

Tong Ruixiao used up his last bit of strength to quickly turn his body to the left and punched him, rupturing his spleen and stomach.

Along with this attack, a deafening gunshot rang out.

"boom!"

The bullet pierced through his body, and because of its strong penetrating power, a bloody hole was formed, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

His body slid down exhausted and leaned against the stone railing.

Jian Yan didn't know where he got the strength from, he rushed forward with the dagger tightly grasped, and stabbed the sharp blade into the murderer's back.

"puff!"

Again and again, she pulled out the dagger at an extremely fast speed, using up all her strength, and stabbed three times.

The blood splashed from the sword splattered on her face, forming bright red flowers on her pale face.

The gangster had never expected to be stabbed from behind, and as the blade thrust in and out, the gun in his hand lost its force and fell to the ground.

She kicked the pistol away.

The man in white took advantage of the moment when she kicked the gun, endured the severe pain, flipped over the railing, and jumped into the river under the bridge with a "splash".

The river water was immediately dyed blood red.

Jian Yan didn't have time to chase him, and hurriedly supported Tong Ruixiao, who was shot and bleeding profusely, to prevent him from falling.

Tong Huaimu, who ran against the flow of people, knelt on the ground, helping him up while calling the emergency number with a pale face.

His voice was trembling, "...Yes, someone was shot on the bridge on Qiushan Road and is losing a lot of blood. Hurry!"

Tong Ruixiao was covered in wounds, his brown suit had been stained dark red by the blood that had overflowed from his abdomen, large amounts of blood were flowing out of his body and onto the ground.

At this rate of blood loss, he won’t make it long before the ambulance arrives.

The smell of blood washed over her nostrils, and her hands were covered in his warm blood.

She almost cried, "Hold on..."

Tong Ruixiao wanted to make her sad, his heart was broken, but he didn't have the strength.

Never before had he felt so deeply that his life was slipping away so quickly.

The pain in my abdomen was so severe that it had become numb, but I could feel the blood draining away very quickly and my body was getting colder.

His consciousness gradually blurred and fear overwhelmed him.

Afraid that I would die like this.

He still had a lot to say to Xiao Mu and his parents, and he still had a lot to say to her...

Jian Yan hugged him, the fear of death made the bloodshot in her eyes more obvious, "Tong Ruixiao, don't die."

His face turned pale as paper, and he was barely breathing. He used up his last bit of strength to say his last words, "I... love Xiao Mu... cough... I love you too, cough cough, if I die, take care of yourself..."

Coughing occurs because of the pain, and the blood is squeezed and lost more quickly.

Before he could finish his words, he lost consciousness.

When Tong Huaimu heard the words "I love Xiaomu", his body froze. The grief on his face suddenly became more turbulent, like a surging river beating his heart. He cried hoarsely as if he had lost everything, helpless and terrified, "Dad!"

At this moment, he burst into tears.

It turns out that Dad loves him and has always loved him...

The young man's knot that had been bothering him for years was finally untied, but it was too late.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't wanted to see the lanterns, you wouldn't have been killed..."

Tong Ruixiao lost consciousness and fell into a coma. Jian Yan was panicked and tearful, "Why hasn't the ambulance arrived yet!"

She could only cover his bloody abdomen with her hands to reduce the bleeding, but the wound caused by the bullet was too big and could not be controlled at all.

"Continue like this……"

There will be no good outcome.

Everyone knows.

Tong Huaimu called again and got the reply that he was on the way.

The same is true for the police's response.

On the night of the Lantern Festival, every household was celebrating the festival, and the family sat together to have a warm dinner. No one expected that a bloody and brutal murder would happen.

Jian Yan felt Tong Ruixiao's body temperature gradually disappearing, but she had done everything she could and there was really nothing she could do.

Almost desperate.

Are you just waiting to die?

Suddenly, she remembered the reward [Resurrection Pill] she received when she completed the task assigned by Taishang Laojun before, and it was like she had grabbed the last straw.

I called out anxiously in my mind: "System, I want to use the [Resurrection Pill] on Tong Ruixiao, use it immediately!"

His tone was urgent, like an ant in a frying pan.

The system hesitated for a moment and said, "This is a life-saving drug. Are you sure you don't want to keep it for yourself?"

"Give it to him now!" she almost shouted in her heart.

She couldn't bear to watch someone she knew die in front of her. It was an extremely cruel and cold-blooded thing.

"Okay, now in use - Ding! [Resurrection Pill] was successfully administered."

Hearing these words, Jian Yan's tense body suddenly relaxed, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

He hugged the unconscious person tightly, his eyes filled with sadness, his hands were covered in blood and were shaking.

Her lips were pressed against his ears, her voice trembling with fear of death, but her words contained a genuine concern she had never felt before:

"You must survive. You haven't told Xiao Mu that you've always loved him. You haven't explained to me clearly what you meant by that sentence... You must survive. Do you hear me?"

"You can't let your parents die young...it's too sad and painful, they won't be able to bear it."

She no longer knew what she was saying, tears in her eyes blurred her vision. She was not a talkative person, but at this moment she felt an inexplicable fear, as if as long as she kept talking to him, he would survive.

The ambulance arrived.

Lift the person up and send him to the emergency room.

Outside the emergency room, Jian Yan sat in silence, while Tong Huaimu covered his face with tears in regret.

Finally, she seemed to react, picked up the phone and called the housekeeper and Assistant Li to inform them of the relevant arrangements.

It would be fine if the operation was successful and he woke up immediately, but if he was in a coma for a day or two, the company and his family would have to be prepared.

Assistant Li was shocked when he heard this. "Madam, are you talking about the bridge on Qiushan Road? I just heard that someone killed someone with a knife. How could this happen?"

"Please hold off on the company's business for now and don't let the news out."

He said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'll listen to my wife."

Jian Yan arranged the things around her and checked the public opinion on her phone. Because there were many people at the Lantern Festival, this matter spread on the Internet.