Ten years had already passed.
Even now, talking about it still stirred Lu Daoxing's emotions.
He gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his palms turned white.
"Back then, she was lying in a pool of blood, telling me to run without her."
"Seeing her like that, I gritted my teeth and decided that if we had to die, we'd die together."
"The Mutated Scythe Beetle was about to attack again. All I had was a car jack, so I aimed at its head and hurled it with all my strength. It was my last attack, my last chance to get back at it."
"Maybe it was because I'd spent over ten years as a baseball pitcher, but I could throw pretty hard. The jack hit its head and actually knocked it back two steps."
"I seized the chance, immediately carried my wife into the car, and drove away."
"We were almost at the Safe Zone, but she was in terrible shape. Her blood had soaked the entire seat red. I was frantic, so I hurriedly called Li Tianming and begged him to help."
"Old Li really came through. He even went to the Safe Zone entrance himself to meet me."
"Once we reached the Safe Zone, Li Tianming helped get my identity verified quickly, then used his connection with Chen Fenghe to get my wife admitted for treatment."
"Dean Chen was an excellent doctor. She saved my wife's life, but the damage to her body was permanent."
Pity and guilt filled Lu Daoxing's eyes.
"She couldn't do strenuous work anymore, or have children."
"After that, she stayed home to rest. Later, with referrals from Old Li, I kept doing small research projects to make ends meet."
By this point, Lu Daoxing's eyes had reddened.
Qin Siyang couldn't help feeling