Seven years after transmigrating, he was cornered at the head of the bed by a cold and aloof empress

Chapter 260 Crisis Resolved, Lin Zhou Collapses from Exhaustion

"What happened? Honey, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"

Su Qingge's piercing scream shattered the tranquility of the early morning.

She never expected this.

The man who was just moments ago slaughtering everyone like an unparalleled war god.

It will collapse without warning the very second the crisis is over.

Lin Zhou's tall and upright figure.

It's like a mountain whose foundation has been completely drained.

It tilted heavily forward.

Su Qingge tried her best to support him.

But the weight of an adult male, plus that heavy tactical gear.

They pinned her and her daughter, Nuonuo, against the bulletproof car door.

"king!"

"Master!"

The Bloodhound mercenary group, which was on guard nearby, immediately erupted into chaos.

These are the overseas villains who don't even flinch in the midst of gunfire.

Everyone panicked at that moment.

The mercenary leader, Bloodhound, had eyes that looked like they were about to burst.

He pounced on me like a cheetah.

He grabbed Lin Zhou's shoulder and forcefully deflected the terrifying force of Su Qingge's fall.

"Medic!"

"Ghost Hand! Get over here right now!"

Bloodhound let out a hysterical roar into the communication channel.

A lean, white mercenary carrying a huge first-aid kit.

They scrambled and crawled out of formation.

His name is Ghost Hand, and he is the number one ranked surgical medic on the entire dark web.

Ghost Hand knelt down beside Lin Zhou with a thud.

With lightning speed, he tore open the tattered tactical vest on Lin Zhou's body.

I only glanced at it.

The renowned physician, who had seen countless corpses and seas of blood, gasped in shock.

"My God..."

Ghost Hand's hands were trembling uncontrollably.

Lin Zhou's once pristine white shirt was now completely soaked in blood.

It turned a shocking dark red.

The surface was covered with countless burn marks from bullet grazes and scratches from shards of glass.

But that's not the most fatal thing.

"His body temperature is boiling!"

Ghost Hand pressed down on Lin Zhou's carotid artery, his voice distorted with extreme horror.

"My heart rate has exceeded 180!"

"This isn't an external injury! This is a severe backlash from overexertion of the body!"

Ghost Hand suddenly raised his head and looked at the mercenaries around him.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

"What exactly did he just do?"

"His muscle fibers are tearing extensively, and his nervous system is on the verge of complete collapse!"

"An ordinary person couldn't withstand this kind of strain for even a minute, yet he's managed to hold on until now!"

Hearing the diagnosis of "ghost hand".

Su Qingge felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

She stared blankly at Lin Zhou's deathly pale face.

Looking at his tightly closed eyes and the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

My heart felt as if it were being torn apart by an invisible hand.

"husband……"

Su Qingge stretched out her hands, trembling.

She wanted to touch Lin Zhou's face, but was afraid of hurting him.

Her hands were covered in blood that had been smeared from Lin Zhou's back.

Viscous.

Scalding hot.

"You big liar..."

"Didn't you say you didn't even break a layer of skin?"

"Didn't you say these were all insignificant nobodys?"

Su Qingge's tears fell like beads from a broken string, raining down on Lin Zhou's chest.

She finally understood.

That man's nonchalant composure just now was all an act.

He relied on terrifying willpower.

He forcefully suppressed the excruciating pain of being shattered to pieces and single-handedly fought his way through the entire hell!

All she wanted was to safely return her daughter to her arms.

"dad……"

Nuonuo, who had been protected in Su Qingge's arms, finally realized that something was wrong.

The little girl looked at Lin Zhou, who was covered in blood.

Her lips trembled, and she burst into tears.

"Dad is bleeding..."

"Daddy, wake up! Nuonuo doesn't want you to fight monsters anymore..."

"Nuonuo will eat well from now on, Daddy, please don't die..."

The little girl's cries were heart-wrenching.

Even the mercenaries around them, who were known for their ruthless killing, couldn't help but have tears well up in their eyes.

Ghost Hands frantically opened the first aid kit.

Two large, potent adrenaline syringes were extracted.

"Hold down Wang's arm! His current nerve reflexes are causing violent spasms!"

Ghost Hand gritted his teeth, preparing to administer the intravenous injection directly.

Just as the needle tip was about to pierce the skin.

A large, blood-stained hand weakly, yet firmly, blocked the syringe.

Ghost Hand was stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

Lin Zhou opened his deep, peach-blossom eyes with difficulty.

The crimson killing intent had completely dissipated.

All that remained in his eyes was pure weariness and tenderness.

The system's excessive backlash made even breathing feel like swallowing shards of glass.

But he held on to his last breath and stopped the injection from the ghost hand.

He knows his own body best.

Injecting adrenaline at this time will only accelerate heart failure.

"I...I'm fine."

Lin Zhou's voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

He slowly turned his head.

His gaze pierced through the blinding morning light and landed on his wife and daughter, who were burying their faces in their hands and weeping bitterly.

Seeing that they were safe and sound.

Seeing that Qingge was not injured, Nuonuo was still crying energetically.

Lin Zhou suddenly felt...

The excruciating pain, as if my whole body were being crushed, was all worth it.

His pale, cold face.

Slowly, a relieved smile spread across his face.

"Don't cry..."

Lin Zhou struggled to lift that heavy hand.

He gently wiped away the tears on Su Qingge's cheeks with his clean knuckles.

"The Black Bishop... is terrified."

"From now on... no one will be able to hurt you anymore."

Lin Zhou's breathing became more and more rapid, and also weaker and weaker.

His vision began to blur.

The dazzling morning sunlight gradually turned into a blinding white patch in his pupils.

Darkness surged in from all directions like a tidal wave, frantically devouring his consciousness.

"Take good care of...our home."

Lin Zhou used up his last bit of strength.

He gently squeezed Su Qingge's hand.

Then, the large, broad hand lost all its strength and slid down helplessly.

His tall body collapsed completely onto the emergency blanket.

He fell into an endless abyss.

"Lin Zhou!"

Su Qingge let out a scream that was extremely shrill.

The voice was filled with endless despair and panic, piercing straight to the heavens.

"Beep—beep—beep—beep—!"

Just then.

From far to near.

A sharp, piercing ambulance siren echoed frantically from the end of the winding mountain road.

The top medical rescue team that Lao Chen mobilized from Beijing finally arrived at the scene.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, a group of experts in white coats rushed down with a stretcher.

The scene instantly descended into tense chaos.

Bloodhound shoved aside the mercenary blocking his way and roared wildly with bloodshot eyes.

"Quick! Bring the stretcher!"

"Master! You absolutely mustn't go to sleep!"