After two minutes, he said with a vacant gaze: "My wife is dead?" The more he said, the more ugly his face became, and the more he said, the more difficult it became to accept, and his right hand tightly grasped the neck of the vice president, and asked: "Vice president! You are not allowed to make such a boring joke! How could my wife be dead? Didn't she be sent to the hospital with me? Why can I live but she can't?"

Seeing that his expression was different, the vice president kept patting him on the shoulder with his right hand and said, "Don't get excited. Calm down. Calm down!"

Yang Qiu didn't hear it, shook his head and said, "My wife obviously sent it with me." Why can't she live, but I can? Didn't you save her? Answer me! Didn't you? Did you deliberately not save her? Why didn't you save her?"

The vice dean frowned, patted Yang Qiu's shoulder more heavily, and patiently persuaded, "You listen to me first." Calm down. Calm down. I already told you that. We are also sorry for the death of your wife. She was too weak. And you can't compare at all. In fact, strictly speaking, it's a miracle that you survived.

At that time, when it came to saving you, we all tried our best, and we couldn't suck the toxins out of your body. Originally, we all thought you would die too. Unexpectedly, just when we were helpless, those toxins were automatically squeezed out of your body.

But the extrusion of toxins is very slow, and we are worried that the toxins will stay in your body for too long, so we use machines. It's not that we don't save your wife. It's true, and we've done our best. Thank you for your understanding. ”

Yang Qiu shook his head again and said, "No! I don't understand. I can't accept this result. If I can get the toxins out of my body, why can't my wife? Isn't that machine capable of sucking toxins?In that case, why don't you give it to my wife first?Did you mean to????" Gripping the vice dean's neck, he shook it back and forth.

The vice president felt dizzy, held his glasses, and raised his right hand. With a snap, he slapped him and said, "I told you to calm down!" You have to figure out one thing, I'm a doctor. It's my duty to save people. If I can save a life, why don't I save it? I really can only say sorry for your wife.

I don't have anything to do anyway, if you can't believe me yet. So be it. You killed me. You're not convinced of me, aren't you? Don't you think I deliberately didn't save your wife?

A life is worth a life. I have saved many lives in my practice of medicine for so many years, and I have never harmed anyone. It's okay to ask yourself. If you are not afraid of being condemned by your conscience in the future. You can do it. I'm not going to fight back. Come on!"

Yang Qiu was stunned, opened his mouth wide, but couldn't say a word, and roared angrily in his heart: "Is this really the case? So, my wife really ...... Is it really dead? Why is this happening? I finally managed to get Tongtong back from the Empire. Why did she die again? It seems to be the same last time. Why? Why? Oh my God!

Are you playing tricks on me? If it weren't for your prank. Why do you want me to experience the same pain twice? Do you know how much my heart hurts, how bitter it is? Why do you do this to me? Why? You give me a reason!" but it didn't show it on his face.

He looked at the vice president silently, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more angry he became, the more difficult it was to accept. In the end, the more I thought about it, the more sad I became, and finally let go of my hand, as if my strength had been drained, and sat on my knees, covering my face, crying loudly like a child, and trembling involuntarily.

The vice president looked at him silently. He couldn't bear to squat down, and his right hand gently patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

Two minutes later. Yang Qiu took a deep breath, finally calmed down, wiped away the tears on his face, and asked, "Vice Dean." Where's the morgue? I want to see my wife. ”

The associate dean lifted him up from the ground and led him out of the office, turning right into a long, dark and narrow hallway. At the end, he pushed open the door, pointed to the only corpse that had been placed outside, and said, "There she is." ”

A chill came over my face.

Yang Qiu shuddered involuntarily and nodded gratefully. Walked into the room, took two steps closer, and when he got closer, he saw a white cloth covered with his right hand, and opened the white cloth with his right hand, and found that Wu Tong was lying peacefully on the bed, without saying a word, as if he was asleep, there was no trace of pain on his face, and he still couldn't believe that she was dead, holding a trace of anticipation, and calling in a low voice.

"Tongtong. Tongtong, Tongtong, it's time to get up. It's not early. Don't sleep anymore. Let's go home together. Didn't we say we were going to go home together and get married? You won't get up here, how can we get married? When you first got out of the airport, didn't you really want to go home and see your parents?

Although your father is now serving a prison sentence for me, you can meet your mother Yuan Li first. Hurry up. What if you don't get up and get a cold, it's cold here. Hurry up, be obedient ......"

The more he talked, the more sad he became, the more tears he shed, and in the end, when he grabbed Wu Tong's left hand with his right hand and wanted to gently pat the back of her hand and call again, he only felt a chill coming from the back of his hand, and finally cried out of grief, hugging Wu Tong's body, the more he looked at it, the more sad he became, the louder he cried, and he couldn't say a word.

Two hours later, the door to the room opened.

Yang Qiu came out of the inside, looked at the vice dean who had been waiting outside, bowed gratefully, and said, "Vice dean." Thank you. I'm fine now. I want to ask you something. ”

"You ask. The vice dean replied quietly.

With a hint of anticipation, Yang Qiu said, "When my wife and I were sent to the hospital, were there any things that were sent together?"

A look of doubt appeared on his face. The vice dean asked puzzledly, "What do you mean?"

"A porcelain bowl. Green. Yang Qiu said: "I remember that thing was put in the bag by my wife." She was unconscious with a bag in her hand. I wonder if that thing is being deposited by you?"

The vice dean shook his head and said, "I don't see any porcelain bowls. When you and your wife were brought in, our hands were empty. Nothing. ”

Yang Qiu shook his head in disbelief, and said, "Vice Dean." Is there really not? It shouldn't be possible to lose it, right? Did some of your staff take that porcelain bowl and hide it secretly?"

"Absolutely not. The vice dean said categorically: "I vouch for my personality." The staff at our hospital are all good young people with good moral character. Absolutely no such thing would be done. ”

Yang Qiu asked again and said, "Really?" deliberately released a burst of qi that fell on his body, turning into an invisible coercion.

The vice president's face changed, and he only felt that the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart. Severe pain poured into his mind like a tide from his limbs, gritted his teeth in pain, shook his head, and replied, "No." Absolutely nothing. ”

Yang Qiu retracted his anger, bowed his head apologetically, and said, "Vice Dean." I'm really sorry just now. I want to take my wife away now. Is that okay?"

The vice president wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "It's no problem to take it away." But where are you going to take her? She's dead now. ”

Yang Qiu shook his head and said, "You misunderstood. I'm going to take her ashes for burial. Can you help me arrange the cremation as soon as possible?"

The vice dean nodded heavily.

Half a day later, Yang Qiu walked out of the hospital with Wu Tong's ashes, walked for twenty minutes according to his memory, crossed two streets and a river, came to the cemetery, and chose a beautiful location for Wu Tong to be buried. And then. He sat cross-legged in front of Wu Tong's tomb, looked at the tombstone that had just been carved, and said regretfully while recalling the two relationships he had experienced with Wu Tong: "Tongtong."

Looks like I might not be destined to be with you.

Otherwise, why did I save you twice, and you died inexplicably both times? It's so strange. There is a reasonable explanation for the destruction of my adoptive father's family in the first place. That was the ghost that Fang Chen, the head of the Fang family, was easy to do. But what happened to you is really weird. Could it really be related to the curse on me?

I really want to be with you. I wish I could go home happily with you. Alas. I really didn't expect it to end up with the same thing. You're dying in front of me again. Tongtong. What do you think I'm going to do now? My home is gone, and I still have you.

But now. You're gone, too. I don't seem to have the motivation to stay alive. Can you tell me how I'm going to live alone?"

The tombstone remained motionless, and no sound came out.

Yang Qiu shook his head and smiled, and said, "I'm really confused. You're dead, how can you still talk back to me, right? I'm just complaining about a stone tablet. Tongtong. I found that I couldn't do without you.

I don't want to cook anything, I don't want to eat, I don't want to drink water, and I don't want to cultivate. I can't get any motivation at all. I think I'd better stay with you. Otherwise, I'm really lonely. ”

After speaking, he grinned, revealing a desperate gaze, nodded his head heavily, raised his right hand, and a powerful Gang Qi condensed in the palm of his hand, and as the palm of his hand fell towards the heavenly inspiration, the speed was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was less than three inches away from the top of his head, and he was about to shatter the heavenly spirit cover.

But just then, a familiar voice sounded all around.

"Brother Loach. Don't give up. You have to believe in yourself. ”

Yang Qiu couldn't help but be stunned when he heard that the voice was Wu Tong's, his hand stopped halfway, and said in disbelief: "Tongtong!?" Looking back and seeing that there was nothing, the stele was still a stele, he shook his head and said self-deprecatingly: "I'm really confused." I started to have auditory hallucinations. Tongtong, you're already dead, how can you ......" but before he finished his sentence, he was interrupted halfway.

"Brother Loach. I am here. A familiar voice sounded behind him again.

Yang Qiu was stunned again, slowly turned his head and glanced back, and found that just one meter away, Wu Tong was standing with a smile on his back, his hands behind his back, revealing a happy smile, like a spring breeze, indescribable beauty, opened his mouth in disbelief, and asked, "Tongtong, you...... Are you really alive? aren't you already ......" pointed to the tombstone that had just been erected by himself.

Wu Tong shook his head and smiled, and said, "Brother Loach." You're so humorous. How could I die? I'm still alive and well. ”

Yang Qiu shook his head in disbelief and said, "That'...... Can I touch you?"

A red cloud flew up his cheeks. Wu Tong is already delicate and moving, and her shyness is even more beautiful.

Yang Qiu's heart couldn't help but swing and swallowed his saliva.

Wu Tong nodded silently, took a step closer, and when he reached Yang Qiu's approach, he leaned his head towards Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiu's left hand touched her hair, only to feel a familiar touch flowing into her heart from her fingertips, she couldn't help but look down and sniff, a fragrance of grass came to her face, the more she smelled it, the more excited she became, the more she smelled it, the more happy she became, she shed a tear, grabbed Wu Tong's shoulder tightly, and shouted: "Tongtong." Great! So you're not dead! It's ...... me," but before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted halfway.

Wu Tong touched his face and said with a smile: "Brother Loach." Don't cry. You're such a big person, and you're crying and you're going to be laughed at. Didn't you say you wanted to protect me? You can't be so weak. You have to be strong. You have to believe in yourself. No matter how difficult it is, you can't give up. Promise me, okay?"

Yang Qiu nodded heavily and hugged her tightly.

A breeze blew, and a chill crept down the pores into my heart.

"Ahh

Yang Qiu sneezed and said, "Tongtong, it's a little cold, let's ......" but not necessarily a word, but seeing that Wu Tong was gone, he hurriedly looked around, left and right, and front and back, and found that there was no shadow of Wu Tong anywhere, and looked back at the motionless tombstone, and finally suddenly, he fell into sadness again, revealing an expression of desperation that he was about to commit suicide.

But at this moment, the familiar voice echoed in my ears again.

"Brother Loach. You have to believe in yourself! Didn't you promise me? Did you forget it so quickly?"

Yang Qiu was stunned again, looked back and looked back, but saw nothing, and lowered his head in disappointment.

But inadvertently, he saw an extra phantom on the tombstone, looked closely, and found that it was Wu Tong's face floating on the tombstone, and he was smiling at his expectation, he opened his mouth in surprise, shook his head, and looked again, and found that there was nothing left, and said as if he had an understanding: "Tongtong." I know.

I won't give up again. Right. You are indeed dead now. But it's not like there's no way to resurrect you again. All you need to do is find the third layer of immortality. You can sleep a little more here. I'm sure to find a third layer of immortality to bring you back to life.

Tongtong, I won't give up on myself anymore. I don't know if it was a dream or a hallucination, but I believe in myself, and I believe it was a kind reminder from you. ”

After saying that, he finally grinned and showed a relieved smile, and the sadness in his heart was swept away, and it dissipated little by little with the breeze in his ears. (To be continued......)