The Great Doctor Girl

"Luo Shu, Luo Shu, call 120 quickly." Huang Junze rushed up almost instinctively, but when he rushed to my side, his movements suddenly became gentle.

He slowly crouched down, stretched out his slightly trembling hands, and carefully picked me up. The moment he touched me, a glint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, a tenderness he had never seen before. His arms were tightly around me, afraid that if he relaxed even a little, I would be hurt again.

He stood up, pursed his lips tightly, frowned slightly, his face full of worry and tension. His eyes kept scanning my face, as if to confirm my condition.

He turned around and shouted angrily at Wang Wenbo!

"Call 120, call 120."

My body was as light as a feather in his arms, and I leaned weakly on his warm chest, breathing weakly and rapidly, as if every breath was the last struggle of life, and it seemed that in the next second, the fragile fire of life would be completely extinguished.

For Zhang Ping, an ordinary urban office worker, this sudden incident was a catastrophic disaster. Her once orderly life was turned upside down by the bizarre Seven Evil Soul-Locking Formation, like a calm lake ripped open by a huge rock.

However, in the bottomless vortex of fate, she was so lucky that she was successfully rescued from the brink of life and death.

After trying my best to break the evil formation, I exhausted my internal energy and fell to the ground like a body with its soul drained away.

Huang Junze's eyes flashed with surprise and worry, like thunderclaps in a clear sky. He thought to himself, "Since we've met, no matter what difficulties she faced, she's always been so calm and composed, like a plum blossom that stands proudly in the snow. But now she's so fragile. She's really not omnipotent."

But at this moment, I suddenly fell down without any warning, as fragile as a withered petal, making him feel for the first time in his life that I was not omnipotent, not the steel giant that would never fall.

His heart was like a surging sea at this moment, and he felt strongly the struggle and contradiction in his heart.

He has always scoffed at and disdained so-called fate and destiny. In his world, only his own strength and will are the masters.

But at this moment, he could not deny what he had just witnessed, the mysterious and powerful formation, the crisis between life and death, and the huge price I paid to save his life.

All of this made it impossible for him to say "no" to these supernatural forces as firmly as before. He could no longer suppress the awe of life and fear of the unknown that came from deep in his heart.

However, the moment Huang Junze lifted me up, a strange power quietly surged. Like a warm stream, it flowed through his arms and chest, slowly flowing into my body. Like plugging a dead phone into a charger, the energy within me began to hum and accumulate, bit by bit.

I heard this amazing sound.

Although I was in a semi-comatose state, I could still clearly feel this power flowing into my body.

The vitality that was almost exhausted began to slowly recover under the influence of this powerful and mysterious force.

That energy wasn't scorching, but rather gentle, like a spring breeze, gently soothing my exhausted body. Every inch of my skin, every cell, seemed to cheer, to be reborn. It was like a silent message: You are not alone, I am here.

"Huang Junze just hugged me...If we get married, then?..." I had this vague guess in my chaotic consciousness, but my consciousness was vague, as if I was trapped in a thick fog and could not fully grasp the mystery.

The darkness before my eyes seemed to be gradually dissipating, and a little light flickered on the edge of my consciousness. It was the dawn of hope. I felt that my vitality was slowly recovering, just like a sweet rain welcoming the long-dry earth.

Huang Junze's heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably at that moment. I felt incredibly vulnerable in his arms. The hardened defenses in his heart seemed to crumble quietly, an emotion he hadn't experienced in years.

Instead, there was a deep tension, a worry he had never felt before. He was worried about me, about my life, about my safety.

This emotion was unfamiliar even to himself.

That aloof, cold, and unaffected person didn't seem to be him.

At this moment, he clearly realized that I had occupied a place in his heart.

Huang Junze pondered inwardly, "Destiny, something I once disdained, now appears before me in this way. Can I really control everything? Or are some things already predetermined? Holding her, this mysterious power, these complex emotions, what exactly does it mean? How should I face all this unknown?"

"Luo Shu, hold on." Huang Junze murmured softly. Although his voice still carried his usual calmness, there was a hint of softness and tension in his tone.

The voice seemed to come not from his mouth, but from the depths of his heart, with a tenderness he had never shown before.

As that mysterious energy continued to flow into me, my body slowly began to warm up. My once cold skin gradually regained its temperature, like the warm sunshine of spring welcoming the earth after a harsh winter.

His breathing gradually became steady, no longer intermittent and weak, as if it would stop at any moment.

Huang Junze's breath was warm against my face. I could feel the rhythm of his heartbeat, steady and powerful, like a solid backer, protecting me from falling into the endless abyss of darkness.

At the same time, Huang Junze also felt an inexplicable power within him. This power was unlike anything he had experienced before—it wasn't oppression from the outside world, a power struggle, or the lure of money, but rather a power awakening from deep within him.

A force that resonates with me and is entangled with fate.

His eyes slowly fell on my pale but very beautiful face.

Before this, he had never really paid attention to the fact that I was so pretty.

Suddenly, many images flashed through his mind: images of our destined, inevitable childhood marriage. And images of us falling in love. Those legends, which he had once dismissed as nonsense and feudal superstition, now replayed in his mind like a movie.

He was deeply trapped in the abyss of contradiction.

But he thought back on the past six years, how painful it was for him, a CEO, to only be able to wear clothes worth no more than a thousand yuan a day. He had luxury cars but couldn't drive or ride them, he couldn't eat or look at delicious food, and he had to have others do everything for him... How ironic was that?

Thinking of this, Huang Junze's heart began to waver.

Now, he couldn't explain what was happening before his eyes. He couldn't explain why such a mysterious power would emerge when he held me; he couldn't explain why such complex and strong emotions were flowing in his heart.

"Are we... really destined to be together?" Huang Junze couldn't help but ask himself. Although he always thought highly of himself and was unwilling to yield to anything, at this moment, he actually developed a subtle awe of fate.

It is a fear of the unknown, a worry about the uncontrollable future, and a confusion about the emotions that are quietly growing deep in the heart.

After getting in the ambulance, Huang Junze still held me all the way. Maybe he felt that the invisible force could save me.

The nurse was busy lowering blood pressure, measuring blood sugar, and taking body temperature...

As I regained consciousness, the darkness before my eyes slowly dissipated, just like the dawn light dispelling the darkness of the night.

I could feel the changes in my body. The energy was like a sweet rain falling on dry land, nourishing my almost exhausted vitality.

I know that this power comes from Huang Junze. If we get married, I won't have to rely on the Bagua Life-Supporting Formation to maintain my life every day.

That will be a brand new beginning, a possibility to break free from the shackles of fate and truly take control of your own happiness.

"Jun Ze..." I spoke weakly, my voice like the breeze blowing through the treetops, carrying endless fatigue and gratitude.

Every word seemed to have exhausted all my strength, but also carried a hint of affection.

"My temperature is rising and my breathing is recovering..." The nurse beside me checked my vital signs.

"Thank you..." I raised my hand gently, as if wanting to touch his face, but found that my strength had not fully recovered and I couldn't lift my hand on the bed.

Huang Junze looked down at me, and a hint of soft emotion flashed in his cold eyes, like the stars in the cold night shining with warm light.

He didn't say anything, but just hugged me tightly, as if silence was worth more than a thousand words at this moment.

The hug was so tight and so warm, as if it wanted to integrate me into his life and make me a part of him.

In his arms, I felt an unprecedented sense of security.

Although there has never been any clear expression of emotion between us, no sweet words or vows, but at this moment, I understand that whether it is the destined connection or the subtle feelings deep in our hearts, we have already been tightly bound together, like the silk thread of fate woven into an inseparable brocade.

I closed my eyes, silently feeling the flow of that power, and my heart gradually calmed down. This is a kind of unspoken tacit understanding, a destiny of life.

In this quiet moment, it seems that there are only two of us left in the world, our two hearts snuggling together and warming each other in the torrent of fate.

This is the scene I have longed for all the time in my 20 years of life.

"I don't need to be hospitalized. I want to go home." I said to him softly.