My Wife is My Life!-Novel

Lu Lixing was taken to the hospital in an ambulance as well as the injured and unconscious security guard. The black-hooded man was arrested by the police for further interrogation.

Ji Qingqing accompanied him, holding Lu Lixing’s hand tightly along the way, still having lingering fears.

Just now, Lu Lixing almost died in front of her.

Feeling the strength of her palm holding his hands getting stronger and stronger, Lu Lixing reassured her. “I’m fine, don’t worry about it.”

Ji Qingqing lowered her head and quietly sat still.

For the rest of the ride, the two of them were extremely quiet.

“Why am I still alive?”

—— “You survived because your wife, Ji Qingqing, was willing to share her life with you. Congratulations.”

“Share her life?” Lu Lixing remembered the time Ji Qingqing told him: ‘If I can, I’m willing to give you half of my life.’

“Then, how long can she and I live?”

——“Your lifespan is indeed very short, but Ji Qingqing can be considered a long-lived person. She can live up until the age of ninety-eight.”

“Ninety-eight… that means, she and I still have thirty-six years left.”

Xiao A rolled his eyes silently.

—— “Sharing life means that if Ji Qingqing dies one day, you won’t be able to live either. Simply put, you and Ji Qingqing will live and die together…”

“To live and die together…” Lu Lixing muttered.

——”If I must say, you’re actually very lucky. Otherwise, with that reckless work ethic of yours, you wouldn’t be able to live until the age of ninety-eight.”

Although Lu Lixing was in good physical condition, he went to the hospital as a formality. The police who followed him explained Lu Lixing’s condition to the doctor, saying that after he laid down, his breathing and heart stopped, which gave them quite a scare.

After an examination, the doctor found nothing wrong and that Lu Lixing was as healthy as ever. The most serious thing he found was the cut on Lu Lixing’s palm when he snatched the knife bare-handed as well as bruise marks all over his body from the scruffle.

But although he was fine, the doctor still recommended that he stay in the hospital for one day of observation.

Lu Lixing was clear why his heart stopped beating and his breathing stopped so he turned down the doctor’s proposition. After Ji Qingqing finished the transcript, they returned home the same night.

The two of them were unwilling to hide this matter from Grandpa Lu, so they frankly told him about the dangerous situation that happened a little while ago.

After a moment of silence, Grandpa Lu asked, “Has the evildoer been caught?”

Lu Lixing said, “They have caught him. The police are still investigating this matter, but I believe there will be results soon.”

Grandpa Lu nodded his head solemnly. “From now on, be careful when you and Ji Qingqing go out. Having someone around is never a bad thing.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll plan these things out very carefully.”

As Aunt Pei listened to Lu Lixing talking about the details of the incident on the sidelines, her heart almost jumped out of her throat. After repeatedly confirming that Ji Qingqing was not injured, she immediately prepared yuzu* water for Lu Liheng and Ji Qingqing to bathe and soak in, to get rid of the bad luck.

*T/N: Yuzu is a citrus fruit that resembles a small yellow grapefruit.

Under Aunt Pei’s pressure, the two were forced to wash and soak in the pomelo water. The two of them came out of the bathroom with the smell of yuzu all over their bodies.

Lu Lixing stood in front of the window, answering the phone in a hushed voice with others. Ji Qingqing gave him a soft look, didn’t bother him, and prepared gauze and medicine for him by herself.

After chatting for more than ten minutes, Lu Lixing hung up the phone. Ji Qingqing helped him sit down, and took the gauze and medicine to change his dressing.

The heavy gauze wrapped around his wrist was untied, showing traces of blood. Ji Qingqing remained silent as she threw away the cloth and used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to disinfect and remove the scabs around the wound.

No one spoke a word.

Lu Lingxing watched Ji Qingqing’s quiet profile, a strand of hair slipped down her face from behind her ear.

“The police called me.”

Ji Qingqing asked softly in a low voice. “What did they say?”

Lu Lixing’s face scrunched up into a frown. “The man has a history of mental illness and the police said that he was probably sick at the time.”

“Sick?”

Lu Liheng nodded his head. “However, the police also found out from the surveillance video that he had a brief exchange with Shen Weiwei in the elevator before the kidnapping and that his mood became unstable afterward. The police did not rule out the fact that this incident might be related to Shen Weiwei.”

“That man said he was a fan of Shen Weiwei and because I robbed Shen Weiwei’s role in the drama, he…”

The room was very quiet, so quiet that you would probably be able to hear the sound of a pin drop.

Lu Lixing’s eyes were dark and gloomy. “This isn’t your fault, it has nothing to do with you. Don’t worry, I’ll investigate this matter clearly and make sure that this kind of thing will never happen again in the future.”

Ji Qingqing gave a soft hum in response, lowered her head, and continued to wipe his wound with disinfectant.

It wasn’t until Lu Lixing saw Ji Qingqing silently applying medicine herself, sitting in front of him intact, that his heart that had been tightly clenched finally relaxed.