The last time I met with Editor-in-Chief Fukasawa was a few months ago, when everyone got together to celebrate his birthday, which was a little embarrassing, but it was also fun. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since then, the editor-in-chief of Fukasawa has fallen ill, and the work has been given to Maiko Saotome. Although it seems to be a little better later, the lives of the two have never intersected again, and although they are both in the same company, they have never met again.

The impression of Fukasawa Kuan should be a chubby middle-aged man, slightly bald, with dark circles under his eyes because he often works overtime, but he is very capable of working, handles the behind-the-scenes chores of "Shonen Jump" in an orderly manner, and also has an unusual trust in Li Shanhe, and is a very generous leader.

The editor-in-chief of the first generation will also have a place in the history of comics in the future.

And now, Li Shanhe is standing outside the ward, looking at the skinny man lying inside in disbelief with tubes on his body, this terrifying appearance, how can he not match the editor-in-chief of Fukasawa!

"It's ...... Editor-in-chief of Fukasawa? He said with some difficulty, "How did he become like this?" ”

Maiko said with a sad face: "Editor-in-chief him...... I suffered from esophageal cancer and continued to work with illness until I vomited blood in the company and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment......"

Esophageal cancer??

Legend has it that a terrible disease that falls ill in the spring and dies in the fall?

Li Shanhe was extremely shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that when he was attacking the city outside, his henchman was already terminally ill. His heart was full of self-blame, this illness was not a day's cold, and he didn't even notice it?

At this time, a doctor in a white coat came to check on the ward, and the doctor glanced at the people outside the ward and said, "Are you the patient's family?" ”

"I ...... It's his friend. Li Shanhe hurriedly said, "Doctor, how is his condition?" ”

The doctor glanced at the case and sighed, "When I was sent in, the lesion had metastasized, and the patient refused treatment, and now it should be a deterioration of the whole body, and the pain in a large area can only be relieved by analgesics...... It's beyond human salvage. ”

Li Shanhe said sadly: "That...... How long does he have left? ”

The doctor shook his head, "The patient noticed his symptoms during the examination a few months ago, and if he is actively treated, he may live two or three months longer." Right now...... If you're lucky, there's still a week......"

One week!

Editor-in-chief Fukasawa turned out to be ...... Leaving soon?

Li Shanhe was so confused that he didn't know what to say.

Maiko whispered in his ear, "The editor-in-chief had chemotherapy once, but it didn't work very well. As soon as he suppressed the pain, he flew to Hong Kong, which was more than a month ago, so I only had that newspaper. ”

Li Shanhe's Adam's apple moved, a month ago...... If you use other means, you might be able to live a few more days......

When the doctor opened the door to the room, he moved and followed.

The ward was not empty, a woman in her twenties with heavy makeup looked up and said in surprise, "Oh, it's my father's colleagues...... Hey, isn't this that very handsome little brother? ”

Li Shanhe remembered that this was the daughter of the editor-in-chief of Fukasawa, whose name was Nanako. When I celebrated the birthday of the editor-in-chief Fukazawa, I met her.

He greeted Nanako heavily, and then looked at the editor-in-chief Fukasawa on the bed.

The editor-in-chief of Fukazawa is already full of skin and bones, so thin that he is not human-shaped, his throat has been cut, and a tube is glued to it, and the breathing mask, esophagus, and drip tube make his whole person look like a dry branch.

Hearing the voice, Fukasawa opened his eyes with difficulty, and the moment he saw Li Shanhe, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he called his daughter's name as if pleading: "Nanako......"

Nanako looked at him: "Dad, is he the person you are talking about?" ”

Fukazawa's head barely moved.

Nanako shrugged: "Got it, the things have been prepared for you a long time ago." ”

I don't know what kind of dumb riddle the father and daughter are playing, and the doctor has no intention of probing, so he left after the examination.

Nanako immediately closed the door, and under Maiko's surprised gaze, she took a syringe out of her handbag.

After playing the dropper twice, Nanako skillfully pushed the contents of the syringe in, and said casually:

"Don't look at me in such amazement, this is what my father has prepared a long time ago, and the 25 times more concentrated Demerol is much more effective than the goods in the hospital."

When Li Shanhe heard this, his heart tightened.

He also remembers that Nanako was addicted to drugs. And this thing was obtained by the editor-in-chief of Fukasawa, could it be that he met himself in the first place and would have this day?

As the fluid flowed into the blood vessels, the editor-in-chief of Fukasawa suddenly had a bloody color on his face. He let out a comfortable sigh and beckoned.

Li Shanhe hurriedly stepped forward to help and adjusted the body of the editor-in-chief Fukasawa half-sitting.

Editor-in-chief Fukasawa removed the intubation from his throat, leaving only a duct tape head. His eyes were bright, as if he had never been sick, but there was a hoarse tone in his laughter.

"Old Death...... Ahem, teacher, I'm so sorry, I haven't spoken for a long time, and I'm a little unaccustomed. He was about to cough for a long time when he said a few words, and waved his hand to refuse his daughter's help, "I've been waiting for this day, and finally you and I are not busy, we can sit down and have a good talk." ”

Li Shanhe said sadly: "If you want to talk, I have always had a lot of time. Why didn't you tell me sooner? ”

"My self-esteem doesn't allow it." Hiroshi Fukasawa coughed twice, "You did your job, but my part isn't done yet...... I don't dare to see you. ”

"No, you're doing a good job......"

"Don't fight with me, teacher, I'm a patient today, be humble." Kuan Fukasawa smiled heartily, "I want to have a good talk with you." ”

Then, he looked at Nanako.

Nanako pouted, "Got it, you guys talk slowly, I'll go out to pick up a guest and come back." Dad, don't die before I get back. ”

She took a small bag, threw a wink at Li Shanhe, and went out with her crotch twisted.

A father who doesn't take his own death as a thing, a daughter who doesn't take her father's death as a thing.

Maiko was a little confused, and felt that the atmosphere in this ward was not normal. After hesitating for a while, he still retreated and decided to have a good conversation with Nanako, leaving the rest of the time for the two of them.

The room was quiet, with the sound of Fukazawa's heavy breathing and the ticking of instruments once a second.

Li Shanhe didn't know what to say at this time. He was silent for a moment, then got up and opened the curtains, letting in the starlight outside. Then he put the bag on the windowsill and took out the contents.

"Editor-in-chief Fukasawa, I brought you your favorite coffee cake."

Kuan Fukasawa looked at the huge box and smiled reluctantly: "Thank you, but do you still have bitter gourd cake?" ”

Li Shanhe also smiled: "That one no one eats, it needs to be specially ordered before the prank, you won't be addicted to it, right?" ”

"No, it's just that I couldn't taste it a few months ago."

Li Shanhe shook, he was a little uncomfortable, it turned out to be like this...... No wonder he ate the prank cake before with so much relish, not because he wanted to pit others, but because he couldn't eat it anymore......

Fukasawa was more open-minded, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Teacher, I'm going to die." Say something, I can't afford to waste my time. ”

“…… Why is it being hidden from us? The gambling contract with the Shogakukan is over in a week. And the doctor said......" Speaking of this, Li Shanhe shook his head, and he really couldn't bear to pronounce a sentence on the editor-in-chief Fukazawa.

Hiroshi Fukazawa's gaze dimmed.

"I'm sorry, I was supposed to bring Shonen Jump to the top together, but I'm still halfway there, and I'm leaving."

"No, it's not your fault......"

"Nope! That's my fault! Kuan Fukasawa lowered his head, and there was a thick shame in his eyes, "Actually, when I first met you, I knew that I had cancer...... I know that my life is short, but I still want to burn once in my last life, and burn with all my might...... However, now the flame of my life has finally come to an end. I'm sorry for you! ”

It turns out that at that time, it was already doomed?

Two lines of tears washed down Hiroshi Fukasawa's face:

"I still remember that day. I just got my medical report from the hospital. The verdict of death was in front of me, and I was desperate to quit my job, to find my wife and runaway daughter, and to go on a final trip together...... That's when you came over with a cup of coffee and brought me the best comics in the world.

The moment I saw "The Legend of Yinying", it was as if an electric current was flashing in the back of my head. I suddenly realized that I had been doing comics all my life, and all the works added up were not as good as a single hair of this one! This is a revelation from heaven for me to burn at the end. Even if my life is short, I can still leave my mark on this world!

From that moment on, I decided, this is it! I'm going to bring this work to readers all over the country!

When Sakamoto took your work back, the anger in my heart burned. Remember our agreement? 'I'm desperate to let you serialize'! That's why we have Shonen Jump! ”

Originally...... Does this sentence still mean anything like that?

Li Shanhe said bitterly: "You did it." Thank you. ”

Hiroshi Fukasawa shook his head:

"Now, I've made good on my promise and put my life on the line. But it didn't work out...... The rest of the way is up to you, teacher...... Not being able to witness the moment when you reached the top is the biggest regret of my life. ”

Li Shanhe was silent for a moment and said, "Do you know the recent struggle between me and Beidalu? ”

"Yes, I heard the nurse talking in my coma." Fukasawa thought sharply, "Wait, isn't it TV time?" You...... Why did you come here so soon? ”

"The newspaper you found gave me a victory." Li Shanhe told a white lie, "One blow is fatal, and now Beidalu has become a plagiarist that everyone shouts about, and "A Bowl of Clear Soup Soba" is back under my name." It's all thanks to you! ”

Hearing this, a baby-like satisfied smile appeared on Fukazawa's face.

"If that helps...... That's great! It was your previous black history, but I finally put it right...... When you said, 'This is chicken soup,' I knew you were going to have a back hand, so I went to Hong Kong...... It's great to be able to help! ”

Looking at the chatter of the editor-in-chief Fukazawa, Li Shanhe felt a deep pain in his heart, is this the last concern in his mind?

The effect of the medicine seemed to begin to fade, and Fukasawa suddenly felt a tingling pain, and the muscles on his face couldn't help but twist a little. Cold sweat began to seep out, and he screamed involuntarily.

Li Shanhe hurriedly said: "Editor-in-chief Fukasawa, is there anything else you want to do?" ”

Fukazawa's attention was immediately distracted, and he thought for a moment, "What do I want to do?" …… Oh, I'm most concerned about my daughter Nanako right now...... She's been dating a bad guy...... I hope you can take care of the rest of her life, I know that with your current income, it will be easy to do all of this......"

This is the last wish of the editor-in-chief Fukasawa.

Li Shanhe nodded sadly: "I understand." I will give her a normal life. ”

"Thank you, teacher......"

The effects of the medicine seemed to wear off, and Hiroshi Fukasawa closed his eyes, and hallucinations began to appear.

It was a side effect of a strong painkiller, and he knew that the rest of the conversation would probably not have any effect. Wait for the pain to start hitting. He gritted his teeth and said, "Teacher, there's a café across the street, I'...... Want another cup of coffee latte art. ”

Li Shanhe stood up: "Wait, I'll make you a cup myself." ”

This is the last wish of the editor-in-chief Fukasawa, and I must complete it!

With that, he rushed out.

Looking at Li Shanhe's back, Fukasawa Kuan lay on the bed again, tears appeared in the corners of his eyes:

"It's been a wonderful few months...... I...... No regrets! ”

Li Shanhe ran to the café across the road at a speed of 100 meters, threw out a 10,000 yuan bill, and in the exclamation of the waiter, he hurriedly turned on the machine, took the cinnamon powder, and made a cup of battleship coffee at an unprecedented speed.

Let's start with "Yinying" and end with "Yinying"!

When he cautiously escorted the coffee back, he saw a large number of medical staff at the door of the ward.

All of a sudden, he had a bad premonition.

The attending doctor carefully opened Fukasawa's wide eyelids, shook his head, and said, "The patient is declared dead." ”

A few sighs rang out inside and outside the room. However, people here are accustomed to seeing life and death, and after obtaining the consent of the patient's family, the staff began to be busy with the aftermath.

And that's the end of it?

Li Shanhe held the coffee and stood there, a little dazed.

He watched Hiroshi Fukazawa's body being sent to the morgue with his own eyes, and it felt like none of this was real.

I don't know how long it took for him to react, the coffee had become cold, and the pattern on it was blurred. He bowed his head in pain, took a sip of his coffee, and suddenly took a big gulp and threw the cup into the trash.

No, it's not over yet!

He walked around the corner of a staircase, where a dusty woman with heavy makeup cried as if she had lost the whole world.

He walked over and sat there with her.

Birds die and leave a voice, and people have a voice! (To be continued.) )