Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 158: Reunion After a Long Separation_1

Chapter 158: Chapter 158: Reunion After a Long Separation_1

Under the pitch-dark night, Zhao Yumo hugged herself and squatted behind a disheveled pile of trash.

She took deep breaths and whispered to herself that was close, she almost got sold to the dance hall.

"Hey, beauty, could you let go of my hand? You’re going to crush it."

At that moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang in her ears; she turned to look and saw a particularly blurred figure, "Who... who are you?"

The blurry shadow seemed to lift the corners of its mouth slightly, the tone apologetic, "My name is He Chen, I’m the one who brought you here just now, sorry for making you suffer this..."

"He Chen?" Zhao Yumo murmured the name, her pupils suddenly dilated, and the world before her started to collapse at a visibly fast pace.

Boom, boom, boom!

After several thunderous sounds, the world returned to calm.

Zhao Yumo’s pupils regained their color, and at this moment, she was sitting in a Volkswagen, her little hand caressing her belly.

"Where is this? Where... where am I going?" Zhao Yumo looked out the window in a daze, the scenery on both sides fleeting.

A vague silhouette sat beside the driver’s seat; the figure turned around, smiling, "Yumo, we’re in the car, don’t you remember Mr. Smith arranged to meet us at Yuji Building? If we can clinch this deal, we could earn tens of millions. Then we won’t have to worry about anything in the future, whether it’s the kid’s education, buying a house, or anything else."

"Yumo, do you think it’s a boy or a girl?"

Zhao Yumo looked utterly confused, "You, who are you?"

"Silly girl, you’re joking with me again, aren’t you? I’m He Chen, your husband!" That shadowy figure smiled faintly, stopped the car, and slowly opened the door, helping Zhao Yumo down, "Let’s go, Mr. Smith is waiting for us."

"He Chen? My husband?"

Zhao Yumo stood on the spot with her belly out, still looking puzzled; she only felt the name was very familiar but couldn’t recall who it was.

As she frowned in thought, suddenly, a dozen men in black, wearing masks, and holding steel knives and iron clubs, surrounded them from the parking lot.

"Run!"

The shadowy figure suddenly became real and grabbed Zhao Yumo’s right hand to rush toward the exit.

Seeing that the two were about to escape, the dozen or so masked men began to chase wildly, swinging their weapons.

Zhao Yumo turned around in a daze, and the vague shadow turned into a man in a sharp suit with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes.

The man looked desperate, dragging her along and dodging quickly, reaching the third-floor platform in no time.

Being pregnant, Zhao Yumo ran slowly and, within moments, two black-clad men caught up with them first.

Seeing the two men behind her raising their machetes, He Chen turned without hesitation, using his back to shield her.

"Get out of here!"

He Chen roared and pushed Zhao Yumo away, shouting with a breaking heart, "Survive! Survive!"

"Survive!"

"Survive!"

"Survive!"

Zhao Yumo’s eyes suddenly widened, tears streaming down, "Ah Chen! It’s Ah Chen!"

"I remember now! I remember everything!"

In an instant, a tide of memories rushed into her mind.

She remembered, the man in the sharp suit was He Chen, her Ah Chen.

And this place was the Yuji Building; in her memory, it was here that Ah Chen was slashed three times trying to save her.

Bastards! You’re here to hurt Ah Chen again! I’ll take your lives!

Even if she had to live it all over, Zhao Yumo would make the same choice.

Without a second thought, she turned around resolutely and charged at the two men in black, grabbing them like clamps with both hands and forcefully lunging to the side.

"Ah Chen, run!"

"Ah Chen, run!"

"Ah Chen, run!"

...

He Chen sat by the hospital bed, talking about the past to his comatose wife when suddenly, a faint voice came to his ears.

"Ah Chen, run!"

"Ah Chen, run!"

Boom!

As if struck by electricity, He Chen froze in place; he shakily lowered his head, his eyes looking red and straight at Zhao Yumo on the bed.

In his line of sight, Zhao Yumo’s eyes were still closed, but her lips were moving slightly.

Ten years!

A whole ten years!

Yumo moved!

He Chen hurriedly grabbed Zhao Yumo’s hand, leaned over to hug her, and his nose uncontrollably began to twitch.

"Ah Chen, run!"

Only at this moment did He Chen hear what Zhao Yumo was saying, faint though it was, he heard it loud and clear.

"Wah..."

Finally, He Chen could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes, he held Zhao Yumo tightly in his arms, and the crystal-clear tears gushed uncontrollably like a tap opened at full volume.

The scalding tears slid down He Chen’s cheeks, dropping slowly on Zhao Yumo’s lips, as if they touched her heart.

Feeling the warmth on her lips, Zhao Yumo slowly opened her eyes; in an instant, a familiar man crying softly appeared in front of her.

"Ah Chen, is that you?"

"It’s me! It’s me!" He Chen eagerly wiped away his tears, weeping with joy, "Yumo, you’re finally awake!"

"Ten years, a whole ten years, you’re finally awake!"

"Ten years?" Zhao Yumo looked up in confusion, "What ten years?"

While she was speaking, a gentle hand had already touched her hair, "Yumo, it’s been ten whole years since you fell from the third floor of the Yuji Building..."

The voice and tone, the way he touched her hair, it was just like when Ah Chen used to talk to her.

Zhao Yumo stared blankly at He Chen for a long time, then suddenly stretched out her arms, wrapped them around Ah Chen’s neck, and smiled, "Is that so?"

"How come ten years have passed and you haven’t aged a bit?"

He Chen gazed at his wife with eye-filled tears, "You’re still as mischievous as you ever were..."

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