The fusion of the memories of two lifetimes, though the previous life was spent in a dream, still had an impact.
For a moment, Lin Yao was at a loss as to what time it was. His mind was in a daze, and he could hardly tell what his situation was.
Finally, Lin Yao's mind gradually cleared. He felt no empathy for the experiences of his previous life, whether good or bad. They were all too far away from him. Now, the only bond between the two lifetimes was Miaomiao.
As for other things, Lin Yao didn't care at all. Things like the hatred of his father's murder and the strife in the martial world were like fleeting clouds, leaving no ripple in his heart. Only the memories about Miaomiao and the appearance of her death at the end were extremely vivid. Combining these with his experiences before his rebirth, just thinking about them was enough to make his heart ache.
He even blamed himself in his previous life a little. Why was he so strict as to let a little tot who could barely walk practice boxing and dancing every day? Why, when seeing such a cute Miaomiao acting coquettishly and asking for a hug, could he still harden his heart and only hold her little hand? It was only after he lost her that he knew what regret was.
In Lin Yao's view, he was a very unqualified father in his previous life, not as qualified as he was now.
The only thing that made Lin Yao feel a bit relieved was the father - daughter bond that spanned two lifetimes.
He didn't know if all this was the doing of that old Taoist priest, who had continued this father - daughter bond. But in any case, he was very grateful to God for giving him another chance to embrace Miaomiao again.
The past is the past.
Anyway, his goal was always the same, which was to let Miaomiao live a happy and healthy life. It was this goal in his previous life, before his rebirth, and it would remain unchanged after his rebirth.
Thinking of Miaomiao growing from a chubby baby to a graceful young girl under his care, Lin Yao couldn't help but wear a faint smile on his lips.
He felt that his body was much better. He groped the bed he had been lying on for a while and met Lin Chengshan, who had been guarding at the door.
"Fourth Uncle, you're awake! Do you still feel uncomfortable anywhere? I'll go and call the nurse and the doctor."
Seeing Lin Yao, who looked pale and was still a bit wobbly on his feet, walking out of the ward alone, Lin Chengshan was startled and quickly wanted to turn around to call the medical staff.
Lin Yao quickly stopped his second nephew and asked, "Where's Miaomiao?"
After being in a coma for so many days, his throat was dry. It was okay when he didn't speak, but as soon as he did, his whole throat felt like it was on fire.
"Miaomiao? Oh, while you were in a coma, Miaomiao had a low - grade fever. She's also been in the hospital getting an IV drip for the past few days. Her fever subsided this morning. She should be in the ward now."
Lin Chengshan was slightly stunned for a moment and then replied.
"Take me to the ward." Lin Yao coughed twice. Hearing that Miaomiao had had a fever for several days, he was a bit worried. Even though his nephew said that Miaomiao's fever had subsided, he still wanted to go and see for himself. He could only feel at ease after making sure that his daughter was okay.
Lin Chengshan nodded blankly. He didn't dare to refute Lin Yao's words. He could only do what a junior should do and obediently lead him to Miaomiao's ward.
When they got to the ward and pushed open the door, both the older and the younger were stunned. There was no sign of Miaomiao in the ward. The bed was neatly made, as if no one had ever lived there.
"Where's Miaomiao?"
Lin Yao pointed at the hospital bed, looking gloomy.
Although Miaomiao had her own social circle in recent years and spent most of her time with her friends, not being as clingy as she was when she was a child, he firmly believed that in Miaomiao's heart, he, her father, would always come first.
Previously, when he was in a coma, the first thing Miaomiao would do after getting better from her illness must be to come and find him. So why was the ward empty?
Lin Yao thought that something might have happened to Miaomiao. After all, on the night at the farmhouse, the thief had sneaked into the villa and attacked with a knife. The scene was still vivid in his mind.
That person was obviously after Miaomiao. When he lifted the quilt and saw that it was Lin Yao lying in the bed, he was clearly stunned for a while and even wanted to run away directly.
If the person hadn't seen that Lin Yao had opened his eyes, he might have run away right away, and there wouldn't have been the subsequent struggle.
Attacking with a knife and with a very clear purpose, it wasn't for money. It must have been a pre - meditated act to hurt someone.
His trip to the farmhouse with Miaomiao was a last - minute decision. Except for his assistant, no one else knew about it.
His assistant had been with him for more than a decade and would never betray him. Moreover, even if he died, the financial team he had left for Miaomiao could still keep the Lin Group running normally. So there was even less reason for his assistant to betray him for any reason.
Also, when they were allocating rooms, Miaomiao's friends all chose the rooms they had stayed in last time. Only he and Miaomiao had swapped rooms.
So it could be inferred that this person who had broken into the room with a knife was definitely after Miaomiao.
There was someone in the dark who wanted Miaomiao dead!
Lin Yao's mind raced. After sorting out the events of the past few days, he was even more anxious.
Miaomiao had disappeared out of the blue. What if someone had used some special method to take Miaomiao out of the hospital with the intention of harming her?
"Fourth Uncle, don't be too anxious. I remember that there was always someone guarding Miaomiao these days. It was said that he was her classmate and also her tutor. Maybe Miaomiao was discharged from the hospital with him."
At that time, Lin Chengshan had been concerned about the comatose Lin Yao, so he hadn't paid too much attention to Miaomiao, who already had someone to take care of her.
After all, a fever wasn't like a knife wound. With modern medical technology, it was rare for a fever to cause serious problems. It was mostly a minor illness, and a couple of injections would do the trick. He had just gone to Miaomiao's ward regularly to ask about her condition and hadn't specifically learned about other things.
Hearing his nephew's description, Lin Yao knew it was Wei Ziqi.
With that young man surnamed Wei around, Miaomiao definitely wouldn't be taken away silently.
Lin Yao's hanging heart eased a little. He took out his phone and directly called Wei Ziqi.
At this moment, Miaomiao and Wei Ziqi had already reached the entrance of the cave. There were obvious signs that this cave had been sponsored. There were also burnt - out logs at the entrance, but it was pitch - black inside, and they really couldn't tell if there was anyone inside.
Miaomiao decided to go in. Thinking of Lin Yao lying in a pool of blood, Wei Ziqi tried to stop her a little. He was afraid that the thief inside still had a knife. This wasn't a head - on fight where Miaomiao could definitely win. He was afraid that the person might be hiding in some dark corner of the cave, waiting for an opportunity.
What if the person heard some noise and stabbed them in the back? That would be really bad.