In fact, Lin Qingya hadn't lied to him. After a night of rest, Qin Hai's body recovered quite well the next morning. He was already able to slowly walk on the ground, and the true essence within his body had also recovered somewhat.
Although she was still unconscious, Zeng Rou's expression was normal. The IV drip was also running water for her. All of this proved that Zeng Rou really wasn't dead.
What the heck is going on?
He even cried his heart out over Zeng Rou's death, blaming himself deeply.
Yet, Zeng Rou didn't die? Who could tell him what was going on?
"Professor w.a.n.g said that although Rou Rou's injuries were very serious, and one of her ribs was just a little bit away from stabbing into her heart, but because you saved her in time, Rou Rou was lucky enough to survive."
Qin Hai looked at Lin Qingya in astonishment. "Is her heart alright?"
"Yeah, it was just a bit more and it was close. It was very dangerous." Lin Qingya said.
Qin Hai suddenly felt like he was still dreaming because he remembered very clearly that the fatal injury that Zeng Rou suffered yesterday was the broken rib that pierced her heart.
However, Lin Qingya was now telling him that Zeng Rou's heart was fine and that her ribs hadn't pierced Zeng Rou's heart.
The heck!
Did he really see wrongly yesterday?
Qin Hai suddenly said, "Wifey, try pinching me a bit and use more strength. I want to know if this is a dream or not.
Lin Qingya rolled her eyes at him. "Stop talking nonsense. Do you think I'm lying to you?" "Think about it carefully, yesterday was the day you sent Rou Rou to the hospital. Don't tell me you don't remember anything?"
Qin Hai smiled bitterly. He couldn't remember anything. He didn't even know how he became so weak. Right now, his body was filled with pain and powerlessness. If it wasn't for Lin Qingya supporting him, he would have definitely fallen down.
Lin Qingya supported Qin Hai back to the ward and said, "But it's indeed a little strange. Other than the injuries on your hand, you haven't received any other injuries." But you were unconscious for a full six hours yesterday, and all the physiological indicators were down a lot at one time, and it looked a lot worse than being hurt by softness. It almost scared us all to death. "
Lin Qingya slightly smiled, and softly said after covering Qin Hai with the blanket, "It's good as long as you're fine. You must be careful in the future. "You rest first, I'll go back to the company to take a look. I'll come back later to accompany you."
Although he didn't know what had happened yesterday, he was certain that the person who had planted the bomb on the Bentley was most likely Xie Yingying.
This group of b.a.s.t.a.r.ds had arrogantly sent him a message saying that this was only the first one. In other words, they were preparing to attack the others beside him, and their next target might even be Lin Qingya.
How arrogant!
Did he really think that he was made of mud, that he could pinch whatever he wanted?
Looking at the phone on the bedside table, Qin Hai picked up the phone and dialed Lone Wolf's number. He said in a deep voice, "Have Xiao Qiang prepare a phone for me. I also need a set of clothes. The size is the same as my previous body size."
Half an hour later, Lone Wolf and Iron Hand walked into the ward.
Steel Hand blamed himself, "Boss, I've arranged for my brothers to protect the Sisters 24 hours a day. If there are any more problems, I'll bring my head back to see you!"
Lone Wolf placed a paper bag beside the bed and said with a gloomy face, "Boss, these b.a.s.t.a.r.ds are so daring, do we have to play with them? It just so happens that after our brothers have rested for so long, their hands are already itchy! "
Qin Hai got off the bed with a gloomy face. With the support of Lone Wolf, he walked into the washroom and let Lone Wolf go out first.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Qin Hai's eyes narrowed slightly. Ever since he was reborn, he had been unwilling to use his previous strength. Even Xing Yao had been given the full power to take care of him, because he truly wanted to live a normal life as a normal person and bid farewell to the blades and shadows of the past.
If that's the case, then let's see if the tree is thicker and stronger, or if the wind is stronger!
The moment he opened his eyes, his joints exploded with a crisp sound, as if fried beans exploding. What followed was that Qin Hai's height had clearly changed, he had actually become taller.
Soon after, the muscles on his body swelled up as if they were inflating, at least a full circle thicker than before. Furthermore, the muscles on his body were full of energy, looking very robust and st.u.r.dy.
At this moment, if one did not look at his face and only at his figure, Qin Hai looked almost exactly the same as before his rebirth.
However, the transformation of his body was not over. Qin Hai calmly looked at himself in the mirror. His hands began to rub his face repeatedly. Gradually, his appearance changed.
Not long after, when he released his hands, the person in the mirror was exactly the same as before he was reincarnated. The only difference was that his skin was slightly whiter, but that wasn't a problem at all. A person disappeared for several months. It would be abnormal if his skin did not turn white.
After a final check, Qin Hai put on the set of clothes brought by Lone Wolf. Then, he opened the door of the washroom and slowly walked out while holding onto the wall.
"Boss!"
The moment Qin Hai came out, Steel Hand and Lone Wolf looked at him in shock as if they were struck by lightning.
"It's just a little trick. I've only just learned it. "How is it, is it okay?"
Qin Hai turned his head to look at Iron Hand. Now, Steel Hand had also recovered from his shock. He took a careful look at Qin Hai and nodded, "Except that his skin is a little white, he looks a little younger. He's almost the same as before!"
Lone Wolf said excitedly: "That's normal, that's normal! The Boss had escaped from the explosion, so he definitely looked a bit younger after the surgery. If Batu and the Blood Wolf saw their boss like this, they would probably scream out in fear.
(I've been writing books for so long, but I haven't had the bad habit of sending women to their deaths. Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.