Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 260 Creating new history

The darkness seems to be growing and spreading endlessly! It is thick and dense, covering the endless space.

In the endless darkness, what people long for most is that little bit of light! Leng Binghan is alone, struggling alone in the endless darkness, but he is helpless.

He just wanted to find a glimmer of light, but it was as difficult as climbing to the sky; he wanted to grab a little something to rely on, but there was so nothing around him; he wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound; he tried to use his nose to

He sniffed, but couldn't smell even a faint breath. In fact, there was not even a sound around him: no wind, no rain, no sounds of animals and insects, not even his own breathing, dead silence.

It has to make people fearful and uneasy.

Vision, hearing, smell, and touch all disappeared without a trace at the same time. Now, he seemed to be in a completely empty space. He tried his best to escape and ran, but he couldn't get out of this void. He was helpless.

The feeling of helplessness, even despair, slowly grows and emerges from the bottom of my heart, and gradually occupies the entire spiritual space...

Suddenly, Leng Binghan seemed to be back on that cold rainy day. He and his wife went through the divorce procedures and got the certificate declaring the end of their marriage. Looking at his wife's retreating back, his heart seemed to be broken instantly.

, not painful, but as if withered; as if he had returned to the day of martyrdom, the sky was falling apart, and all the ruins were coming towards him. He dodged left and right, but looking at the poor little girl, he could only push her away

Protecting himself in his arms, he allowed those heavy and huge cement slabs to hit him hard, and the heart-wrenching pain was deeply engraved in his heart; as if...

The memories of this life and past lives were all mixed together. Each memory scene appeared in front of his eyes, gradually fading, gradually blurring, and then distorting. Like a glass mirror, it gradually cracked, fragmented, and turned into several fragments.

Flying in the air of nothingness. He stretched out his hand, trying to grab something, but the fragments were in his hand, overflowing like quicksand, and soon disappeared.

Just as he was immersed in the complicated memories, a faint voice seemed to come from the distant sky and penetrated into his ears. His heart was shocked, and his consciousness seemed to have returned to his body, and he suddenly woke up.

come over.

He suddenly understood that it was just a dream. Just like many dreams in the past, it was just a dream, a dream of nothingness. As long as it was a dream, whether it was a sweet dream or a nightmare, it would eventually wake up, and it would eventually be like the dream in the morning.

Dew, like ice and snow in spring, turns into nothing and disappears without a trace, leaving only sadness.

After a long time, Leng Binghan slowly opened his eyes. What caught his eye was Situ Huanzhu's anxious expression. Seeing Leng Binghan wake up, her anxiety revealed a bit of joy.

At this time, Situ Huanzhu was no longer the green-faced, fanged, ferocious-looking female ghost. Her white jade-like melon-seed face was covered with light makeup, her light eyebrows, long and neat eyelashes, and her deep and charming eyes.

Her tall nose and rosy, alluring cherry lips with crystal luster all exude infinite charm, and her expression is elegant and cold and arrogant, which makes her even more independent and charming. If it weren't for her figure, which is a bit faint,

, but also full of Yin spirit energy, no one would believe that she is actually a spirit body.

"Where is this place?" Leng Binghan looked confusedly at the white roofs and walls around him and asked softly.

"This is the hospital!" Situ Huanzhu replied gracefully, stroking his wind-blown hair with his slender hands.

"Well, how long have I been unconscious?" Leng Binghan only felt pain in his waist and back. He wanted to get up, but found that his body was extremely weak and weak. Although he could still move, he was extremely weak. Movements that could be done easily on weekdays

It seems to be very difficult at this moment, and it seems that you need to mobilize all your strength to complete it!

Leng Binghan couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He was used to possessing superpowers, looking down on the people, and traveling all over the world. He suddenly turned into a weak patient who was not even as good as a child. Such a huge contrast was hard to accept for a moment.

I couldn't help but laugh to myself.

Situ Huanzhu saw the bitterness in his smile. She pursed the corners of her beautiful mouth slightly and said obviously worriedly: "Young Master Han, you have been in coma for more than two days. What's wrong? I haven't seen you yet.

If you fight against others, how come your spiritual power source has been exhausted, and your meridians are damaged in many places. Fortunately, there is no more harm, otherwise it would be very damaging to you. At least, your cultivation will stop at the front, and at worst, your cultivation will be stopped.

Totally disabled, even life is in danger!"

"Don't worry, I will never do such a fatal thing again!" At this moment, Leng Binghan vaguely remembered the scene in the operating room, and couldn't help feeling palpitations and fear, as if he was about to die.

I have a general feeling that no one wants to experience it again. At the same time, I also decided to listen more to Situ Huanzhu’s suggestions and opinions in these aspects in the future. After all, my so-called practice in the past was all random. I had no idea before.

Having an accident does not mean that he will always be so lucky. Situ Huanzhu was a professional cultivator thousands of years ago. In terms of knowledge and experience, he is not comparable to his half-hearted self.

It is better than messing around and taking many detours on your own.

"That's good!" Situ Huanzhu breathed a long sigh of relief. Leng Binghan was kind to her. Besides, she had always believed that Leng Binghan was the reincarnation of Da Luo Jinxian, and she hoped to follow Leng Bing.

Han Dedao Shengtian, of course I don't want anything to happen to him.

"By the way, is the chief okay?" Leng Binghan asked.

"Chief? Who is the chief?" Situ Huanzhu was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly: "I didn't feel it until you were unconscious, Mr. Han, but since it was daytime, I felt that you were not in danger, Mr. Han, so I didn't

Come out. These days, I can only come out at night to protect Young Master Han, and I don’t know much about other things. It’s a pity that I am still a spirit body, otherwise I will definitely be able to help Young Master Han recover as soon as possible.”

Leng Binghan nodded. Although he had treasures to protect him, Situ Huanzhu had such an idea, which still made him feel warm and comfortable. Besides, the leader who has great influence on the world, in Situ Huanzhu

In her eyes, it really wasn't necessarily more important than Leng Binghan, so it was understandable that she didn't care.

Leng Binghan lay on the bed and thought about it carefully. It seemed that he had repaired all the nerves in the chief's body before he fell into coma. If nothing else happened, the chief should recover soon. But he did not dare to say anything about the result.

, after all, there is no successful case to refer to for this kind of thing. Nerves and brain cells are different from other places. Just because your unique ability is effective in other places does not necessarily mean that it will be equally effective in these two places.

He vaguely remembered that during his coma, there seemed to be Dean Wu's exclamations, the old man's anxious roars, and it seemed that many people had paid attention to him, but it was only vaguely and he couldn't remember clearly.

"Ah, someone is here. Young Master Han, I'm going back first. If you need anything, just call me!" As soon as he finished speaking, Situ Huanzhu disappeared into the void and returned to the Ningyuan Cold Light Jade. For her convenience

In and out, Leng Binghan did not put the piece of jade into the Nether Ring, but hung it around his neck. It looked like an amulet. No one would be surprised when they saw it.

Originally, with Leng Binghan's ability, he would definitely sense the person coming before Situ Huanzhu, but due to the damage to his spiritual power, Situ Huanzhu had already disappeared, and he sensed someone coming to the door. This made him feel uncomfortable.

Somewhat discouraged.

The door was gently pushed open, and a nurse in white walked in. She habitually walked to the window and opened the curtains. When she walked to the bed and was about to check the equipment, she suddenly felt something and turned her head to look.

A pair of bottomless eyes, as deep as black gemstones, looked at him motionlessly.

The nurse couldn't help but be startled, and her eyes were slightly absent-minded.

She had never thought that a person's eyes could be so charming, spreading endless attraction, seeming to draw other people's eyes to explore the world contained within. She couldn't help but look deeply into these eyes, and her mind

She couldn't help being shocked, and she seemed to see white clouds rolling and relaxing, the wind gently gliding by, the morning birds flying lightly across the sky, the fallen leaves slowly arcing across the sky... everything.

Everything, like that person's peaceful face, looks fresh and natural.

"Ah!" After a while, she suddenly seemed to wake up from it, and asked in surprise: "Are you awake?"

"I'm fine, thank you!" Leng Binghan smiled and nodded, saying softly.

Leng Binghan's sunny smile made the nurse feel a little distracted. After she realized her gaffe, her pretty face turned red, as if she was shy and excited, and she hurried out of the ward and shouted: "Dean Wu,

Director Huang, come quickly, the patient is awake, the patient is awake!"

There was a commotion outside. After a while, a large group of people including Mr. Wang, Mr. Chen, Dean Wu, and the chief's family all rushed in. The originally spacious ward was immediately packed to the brim, and there were more people behind.

There are many who are not qualified and can only wait outside helplessly, standing on tiptoes to look in. Their eagerness cannot be expressed in words.

The medical staff were all stunned by this scene. Although these big shots were no strangers after these days of contact, meeting them on the road or occasionally asking them a few words would not make them feel like they were before.

His face was pale, his whole body was shaking, and he was so nervous that he could not speak. But when he saw that they were so concerned and nervous about a young man, he was still surprised. They were all dumbfounded and could not believe it.

Especially the nurse just now was stunned by the sudden influx of people. She didn't know how to get out of the ward. She leaned against the wall and gasped for air. She felt like she was suffocating and her legs were shaking.

pendulum.

"Xiaohan, are you okay?" Mr. Wang rushed to the hospital bed first, took Leng Binghan's hand, and said in a choked voice. He always remembered that Leng Binghan told him that he could use this kind of Qigong to treat other people's illnesses.

, it will consume a lot of vitality. When he was treating several other old men, he felt very sorry for Xiaohan. If it were not for the chief's sake this time, he would not be willing to let Xiaohan hurt his body again and waste his vitality.

But even so, seeing Xiaohan unconscious because of it, he still felt heartbroken and had not had a good rest in the past few days.

"Grandpa, don't worry. I'm fine. It's just that my spiritual power is exhausted. I just need to rest for a few more days and I'll be fine. Don't worry too much!" Leng Binghan chuckled and comforted Mr. Wang. Every time he faced Mr. Wang,

He would always think of his grandfather who died young, who was always so amiable and always greeted him with greetings. He was not like a senior leader of a country at all, but just a kind grandfather.

Dean Wu also came over, stretched out his hand to touch Leng Binghan's forehead, and observed him carefully, and then said: "Thank God, thank you Bodhisattva for blessing, Xiaohan, you finally woke up, you almost didn't give us a chance in the first place."

Scared to death!"

The words were very sincere and came completely from the heart. Others didn’t know it, but Dean Wu saw with his own eyes the shocking and touching scene when Leng Binghan treated the chief. It was as if Leng Binghan was suffering from bleeding from seven holes at that time.

The scene of perseverance was still vivid in his mind. At that moment, he couldn't help but think of the days when he and other medical staff were on the smoke-filled battlefield, completely ignoring the bullets that might take their lives at any time, and devoted themselves to treating the wounded...

Dean Wu is already over sixty this year. There are not many people in his life that he can admire, but there is no doubt that there is one more person now!

"By the way, is the chief okay?" Leng Binghan asked eagerly. This was the issue he was most concerned about. He had paid so much and suffered so much. If there was no happy ending in the end, it would be really disappointing.

People cannot accept it.

"The chief is fine, thanks to our Xiaohan! But his body is still very weak and needs to rest, otherwise the chief will come to thank you in person!" The old man gently stroked Leng Binghan's head.

"A miracle, really a miracle!" Dean Wu said excitedly: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe it. After testing by members of the expert team, not only the respiratory and circulatory system of the leader has recovered, but also Parkinson's syndrome

All the symptoms disappeared without a trace. You really created a medical miracle! If you don’t object, I hope to report this to the United Nations Medical Agency and apply for the Nobel Prize in Medicine!”

Leng Binghan curled his lips, he didn't disdain the Nobel Prize in Medicine. Why do the Chinese take so much trouble to win other people's awards? One day, he must set up a Feiyuan International Award so that everyone in the world can

I feel honored to receive this award.

However, he still said to Dean Wu: "That's not necessary. After all, my treatment method is not for promotion. Besides, you also promised to keep it a secret for me!"

Although Dean Wu felt a little disappointed when he heard this, he still nodded. After all, what Leng Binghan said was an indisputable fact. He had personally witnessed the entire process of Leng Binghan's treatment of the chief, but even so, he could not understand.

How could Leng Binghan cure the chief's stubborn illness that the whole world could not overcome? What kind of magical mystery does this contain? How can there be such energy in the human body... Human beings' understanding of themselves is really insignificant.

.

The chief's wife, with the support of her children, came forward with tears of joy, held Leng Binghan's hand, and said with tears of gratitude: "Xiaohan, thank you, on behalf of our whole family, I sincerely thank you!" The chief was rescued, and her

The previous sadness and gloom was gone from his face, revealing a look of joy.

Her children also kept thanking Leng Binghan. These thanks were sincere and came from the heart.

Leng Binghan calmly looked at the excited old man in front of him, smiled slightly, and said gently: "Grandma Zhuo, you must not be polite, this is what I should do. The country cannot be without a leader! Being able to do your part is the best thing.

It’s my pleasure, Xiaohan!”

Then Leng Binghan said to Dean Wu: "Although the chief is fine now, he is already old and has been suffering from diseases, and his body is still recovering. So you should pay attention to the chief during this period.

Pair it with a reasonable diet, and pay special attention to quitting smoking and drinking. It is best to go out and walk around every day..."

Although Dean Wu knew all this, he still listened carefully to Leng Binghan's explanation and wrote it down with a pen. Then he said to Leng Binghan in a very caring tone: "Xiaohan, your body is still very weak, and you need a lot of help."

Rest. Besides, I haven’t eaten in the past few days. Eat first and then go to bed early. We’ll see you again later!”

Although Mr. Wang and the others still wanted to spend more time with Leng Binghan, for the sake of Leng Binghan's health, they had no choice but to say goodbye to Leng Binghan one by one and exit the ward, and asked the medical staff to take care of him at the highest level.

So cold.

At this time, the medical staff who had already been notified also sent delicious meals, which were very rich, including fish, meat, and stewed turtle with wild ginseng. They were all very tonic. It seemed that they wanted to help Leng Binghan as soon as possible.

recover.

These things were originally luxurious, and coupled with the careful preparation by the special chef, they were even more delicious. Leng Binghan, who had been hungry for several days, ate them with great joy, and he ate them all in a short time.

As for Guang, he seemed to still have some unsatisfied feelings. If he hadn't known that he shouldn't eat too much in the first meal after fasting, he would have even asked the nurse to bring some more. The nurse was dumbfounded and frightened by his appetite.

broken.

After all the big shots left, the medical staff finally calmed down and gathered in the lounge to discuss quietly.

A nurse who looked to be less than twenty years old asked: "Who is this young man? Why do so many big shots come to see him? He can't be a 'prince' or something like that, right?"

The eyes of several nurses nearby lit up, and one of them said: "Sister Chen, if he is really the young master, don't you have a chance? That man is handsome and has temperament, if he can be attracted to him, ha...

"Everyone also laughed.

"Go, go, go, what nonsense are you talking about!" The nurse just said dissatisfiedly, but before the other person could say anything, she said happily: "I have a boyfriend, but you, Xiao Wang, are you in love?

ah?"

Others also joked: "Yes, Xiao Wang, your significant other is the only one we haven't found here yet, so you must seize this rare opportunity!"

"Don't come here!" Xiao Wangfeng's eyes widened, and he glared at everyone angrily, and said: "How can other people look down on us when they are so superior? Besides, Xiaoxiao is a full-time nurse who is responsible for him. As the saying goes, he is close to the water.

The moon comes first, and if there is an opportunity, Xiaoxiao will seize it, so what share do we have?"

In fact, her heart was beating loudly for a long time, but because of this situation, how could she dare to take up the topic? In desperation, she couldn't help but feel a little bit sad about Xiaoxiao taking care of this handsome young man, and she didn't realize it in her words.

Also brought it out.

There was a doctor with a few pimples on his face who secretly liked Xiao Wang. Seeing this situation, he felt very unhappy and couldn't help but said: "What kind of prince is this Leng Binghan? But he fell into a coma to treat the chief.

, so all these big shots are grateful to him. Maybe he is also a little doctor like us!" Everyone can feel the sourness in his words.

"What? Treating the chief?" After hearing what he said, a little nurse exclaimed: "How old is he? There are so many experts and seniors who are useless, why should he come to treat the chief? Cure him.

Yet?"

His remarks have also been questioned by others. You must know that medicine is different from other things. It requires the accumulation of long-term experience to reach a high level. Therefore, it is said that doctors become more popular as they get older. Therefore, they all

It is completely unacceptable that a person who looks younger than himself has reached the height that all of them dream of, becoming an expert in a specialized field, and can actually come here to treat the chief. How is this possible? Absolutely not

It’s logical!

So most of them thought that this was just the doctor who said this deliberately because he was jealous of others. The doctor with a few pimples on his face simply did not dare to insist on his own point of view. After all, the chief's condition and treatment were also highly confidential.

Few people know, and they are not qualified to understand these things. He only has a partial understanding of it by overhearing a few experts talk about it, and he doesn't dare to spread it around. He accidentally let it slip just now, and he is already very upset in his heart.

Now, of course, I am so happy that no one believes it. I have laughed it off and won’t say anything anymore.

However, after this small incident, when they saw the chief reappearing in public, while they were excited and happy that they had personally experienced and participated in this matter, they could not help but feel cold thoughts in their minds.

Han's handsome and sunny figure.

Of course, Leng Binghan didn't know all this at all. Although everyone asked him to have a good rest, he felt very tired, but maybe it was because he had been in a coma for three days and three nights. He just couldn't sleep and lay quietly.

Thinking about problems in bed.

The chief's Parkinson's disease has been cured by him. After this cure, at least for three to five years, he will no longer have to worry about his health problems, and the chief will not be left without witnessing the Hong Kong he has tried his best to build.

It’s a pity to return to this century event.

At this point, Leng Binghan has rewritten history again, but how much change and impact will this have on the course of history? With the leader here, will it happen that the United States "unintentionally" bombed Yugoslavia in 1999?

What happened to the Chinese Embassy? Will there be anything different in the central government’s policies and leadership changes? Is such a change a good thing or a bad thing for China and the world?

…

For a time, many complicated thoughts poured into his mind. Leng Binghan could not know it, let alone control it. But now that he had done it, he would never regret it. New history was created in his hands.

Is there anything else that can solve his problem?

At this moment, a kind of heroic feeling arose spontaneously in his heart, just like a clear spring gushing out from the top of a mountain, which made people feel refreshed. He had never felt this kind of feeling before. The feeling of surging power was just like that.

It's like stepping on huge waves, moving with the wind, standing on the top of thousands of mountains, looking down at the world!