A huge sense of pathos enveloped the Qinglian Medical Hall, and the crowd went in and out, and all the people who were related to Yang Yan came to confirm whether the news was true, and some really felt sad and hesitant.

Because there have been countless near-death situations in the past, some people are not willing to accept this reality at all, the most profound is like Lin Wanqing, Xu Jie couldn't stop her, she grabbed Yang Yan's clothes and pulled him up, slapped Yang Yan a few times, and bit him on the shoulder, hoping that the blood that flowed out was warm, but ...... Everything seems irreversible.

When Nangong came, he brought hope to everyone, but only Yunli curled up in the corner with a squirrel like a pine cone that had lost her beloved, as if she had lost her soul, and her tears could no longer cry, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts.

Not long after, the hope that Nangong came to turn into even greater despair, which was unacceptable to everyone!

No one wants to accept such news, the person who was alive a month ago, the man who will never compromise with fate in their eyes, suddenly appeared in front of them in the form of a corpse, the so-called thunderbolt from the sky, nothing more than this!

Enduring the great grief, Xu Jie found Tang Jingya, and asked Yang Yan word by word about the things and time he experienced in the last days, asked about the reason for his death, and asked...... to herself crying over and over again.

In the end, Tang Jingya said weakly: "He said that he has already explained many things to An An, and you will naturally make a choice about other things, and about his future, I want to be buried in the former mountain, and the tomb will stand next to my grandfather's tomb!"

When Han Yun rushed back from Yanjing, Yang Yan's father also came over, his white hair was extremely eye-catching, and when he knelt down and threw himself on Yang Yan's corpse and cried bitterly and said that he would rather exchange his life for Yang Yan's life, it was naturally a sad cry.

The news spread, more people rushed over, and Xu Jie finally cheered up a little, arranged the matter, no longer wanted to meet more people to disturb, but began to operate the mourning hall, she hoped that the news would not be told to the children for the time being......

It was Ye Qianming who was free to accompany me to Hangzhou, and I was still shocked by the news on the plane, but suddenly I thought of one thing, Yang Yan contacted me through that Tang Jingya a few days ago and took away a piece of 'snake golden spine' from me, does this mean that Yang Yan was actually in a crisis of life at that time?

What does the snake spine do to him?

The same unbelievability shrouded Ye Qianming, she had just sent the news to her sister-in-law Ye Qingge to know, and she still looked very dazed and said, "How can you be so dignified and suddenly die?"

I frowned, with mixed emotions, "Actually, there are signs...... He suddenly entered the mountain, cut off from contact with the outside world, even his intelligence core member Shuanglong didn't know the news, and asked An Zhisu, there has been flickering, probably the first person to get the news must be An Zhisu, a few days ago he asked me about a rare medicinal herb to go to the mountains, it is estimated that it was at that time It was already at a critical juncture, just ......"

I shook my head with a wry smile and sighed deeply: "It's just that his people suddenly left like this, and it still makes me feel unbelievable......"

"Qinghang has lost Yang Yan, and the situation will be chaotic...... Ye Qianming said worriedly, "I'm afraid that with such chaos, Chen Changan will take advantage of the situation, and our difficulties will become more serious!"

"Alas...... Who's to say it isn't!"

……

Hangtown.

The news of 'Yang Yan was sick and died' has spread, and some big people in the city and province have heard the news, and the people in charge of the overall reception have become Mo Jin and Mo Yunsheng.

Mo Jin is Yang Yan's rightful wife, and although Yang Yan's biological father was later reunited, he never appeared in front of the public, and Mo Yunsheng, as her mother-in-law, helped Mo Jin preside over the funeral.

In the unimaginable grief, Xu Jie closed herself in the room, playing the song "No Place for Yourself" over and over again, she did not show much grief in front of people, she was only afraid that her tears had dried up in the room, holding the first suit she bought for Yang Yan, hoping to return to the picture of the two dancing in Wangjiang Park in Jiangcheng for the first time.

At that time, in fact, the picture that came to Xu Jie's mind was not youth, but imagined that one day she would be like the old people who were dancing for the elderly at that time, and she imagined that she and Yang Yan were a couple in their twilight years!

After so many years, the picture of hugging and dancing with Yang Yan in a group of elderly people in Wangjiang Park is the dream that Xu Jie has always remembered, and she still remembers Xiao Yan's favorite song 'No Place Self-Respect', because she sang it to him at the time, and he always liked it later!

Xu Jie looked at Yang Yan's clothes and let out a painful choking sound with tears streaming down her face......

"In the crowd, there are you and me. ”

"Meet, get acquainted, and ponder each other. ”

"In the crowd, it's you and me. ”

"Pretend to be decent and smile. ”

"You don't have to say too much, you know it. ”

"What the hell do you and I want to do?"

"Don't care a lot, and don't be sad!"

"One day you'll understand me!"

"In the crowd, I saw you again.................. Small inkstone...... Don't scare my sister, I'll just think it's a dream, okay? I'll sing to you...... Are you awake...... Yes...... Woowoowoowoo............"

Alone in the room, Xu Jie sang this song "No Place for Self-Shame" over and over again, because Yang Yan likes it, she has never sung it to others, she is afraid of this man in this life, but she still has no regrets, but she only has one luxury, that is, Yang Yan is alive!

No one responded!

Grief is still grief!

Could it be that there is really no place in the world that can't accommodate him?

"My little inkstone............ Xu Jie was in pain, and gave birth to the idea of going with him, she never wanted him to suffer, he was lonely.

Crying over and over again, singing the songs he likes to listen to over and over again, just hoping that he will wake up from a nightmare, or that he will wake up......

At 8:40 p.m., the plane landed at Hangcheng Airport.

Ye Qianming and I hurriedly got off the plane and rushed to the 'Qinglian Medical Hall' that we had never met before, the brightly lit medical hall was decorated with a sad and solemn mourning hall, and the whole street was full of vehicles parked inside and outside, so that the traffic was so isolated that idle vehicles had to take a detour!

After passing through the guards guarding this street and the security here, Ye Qianming and I stepped into the Qinglian Medical Hall with difficulty, Lin Wanqing, who recognized me, was slightly stunned for a moment, and then got up and came over to say hello, and welcomed me in with a sad and haggard expression!

"Can you show me him?" I asked politely.

This sentence has attracted the attention of many people, among which He Ting and others are something I have never seen, I don't know why, An An did not appear in the mourning hall, Lin Wanqing introduced me to let others know.

The 'Mo Jin', whom I had only heard of but had never met, came over as Yang Yan's wife, heard that I was a friend of Yang Yan, and learned that I was also a graduate of a medical university, so he led me behind the curtain, and Yang Yan's body appeared in front of me!

The blue-black and white face is obviously a sign of poisonous gas, white because the blood and gas dissipate, on the surface, it is indeed a sign that a corpse should have, which also verifies the news that Yang Yan died because of Gu poison.

I reached over to check the symptoms of Yang Yan's limbs, and I wanted to test it with a silver needle, but in front of Mo Jian and others, this kind of behavior would definitely make people disgusted and angry, so I couldn't make this action in the end.

"Festival mourning!" I said this sentence to Mo Jian and the others with difficulty, and walked out of the hospital with heavy steps, only to feel that life and death in the world are too impermanent, watching Nangong and Ye Qianming meet and communicate not far away, I couldn't help but take out a cigarette, and the figure of Shuanglong suddenly appeared and helped me light it.

"I didn't expect ......it either," Ssangyong said with difficulty, smiling bitterly and spitting out a puff of smoke, "Mr. Lin...... Do you believe that there is destiny in this world? I think...... It's my fate for me to meet Yang Yan, but I still can't figure it out, he shouldn't end like this......"

"Mr. Lin?" A hesitation suddenly came from the side, and then a figure wearing a robe like a woman stood at the door next door, staring at me suspiciously and asking, "Are you Lin Xiu?"

I turned my head and stared at the woman strangely and asked, "Are you ......?"