After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 1294

Chapter 1294: Chapter 1298: That Long-Awaited "Dad

"Tang Ming!"

Seo Fei screamed, her vision went dark, and she fainted instantly.

"Leng Zimo, Leng Zimo, don’t die..." Not far away, Luo Jun emerged from Leng Zimo’s arms, looking at his tightly shut eyes, his face full of panic, and his large eyes filled with tears, "Leng Zimo, don’t die... I haven’t called you dad yet!"

Leng Zirui jumped down from the helicopter, looking at Leng Zimo lying on the ground and Luo Jun beside him. He initially wanted to approach and console them, but upon hearing Luo Jun’s words, he lightly curled the corners of his lips and paused.

"Zimo!"

"Mr. Leng!"

Hurried footsteps echoed, Luo Xiaoqian, John, Ah Jiu, Seo Shaochuan... everyone rushed onto the rooftop, and several special forces members immediately came forward, aiming guns at Seo Fei and Tang Ming’s bodies.

Glancing at the unconscious Seo Fei, Leng Zirui slightly frowned, "Take her to the hospital!"

"Yes!" The military medics who had followed behind quickly put Seo Fei on a stretcher.

"Zimo!" Seeing Leng Zimo lying on the ground, Luo Xiaoqian screamed as she rushed over and supported his shoulders, "Zimo, don’t scare me, wake up... Someone, quick... take him to the hospital..."

"Cough!" Leng Zimo coughed violently and slowly got up from the ground, "Don’t worry, I’m fine!"

Wearing a bulletproof vest, he wasn’t hurt. It was only because of the close range that Tang Ming’s shot hit his back directly, and the impact of the bullet had stunned him.

"I’m fine, but my son has some scrapes that need attention." Leng Zimo stood up, holding the little one, his eyes full of concern as he took the little one’s hand and blew on the scrapes on his small hand, "Does your hand hurt?"

Luo Jun immediately shook his head, his large eyes also filled with concern as he looked at him, "Does daddy’s back hurt? I can blow on it for you too?"

Looking at the little one’s face, sensing the full love in his eyes, Leng Zimo gently smiled, "No need to blow, just give me a kiss and it won’t hurt anymore."

The little one immediately puckered his lips and leaned over, clutching his head, and planted several kisses on his face until half of his cheek was covered in saliva, "Daddy, does it still hurt?"

"It doesn’t hurt anymore!" Leng Zimo raised his hand to hug the little one’s head closer to his face, "Daddy doesn’t hurt anymore, as long as Mo Mo doesn’t hurt, daddy doesn’t hurt!"