"What?" Ning Fan had just stopped the motorcycle, but when he heard Ye Rou suddenly come to say this, he was a little stunned.

Ye Rou didn't say anything, but when Ning Fan was stunned, she grabbed Ning Fan's arm and looked like an intimate couple with him.

"Ning Fan, quick, follow me in, Secretary Zhang is dying!" Tang Zhiwen had already come to the two of them at the moment, and Tang Zhiwen naturally didn't feel strange about the intimacy of the two, after all, the entire Qingyun City knew that these two people were a couple.

Hearing Tang Zhiwen's words, Ning Fan had to suppress the doubts in his heart for the time being, and followed Tang Zhiwen towards the inside.

Ning Fan followed Tang Zhiwen into a bedroom, in the bedroom, there were already many people gathered around a bed at this moment, there was a sad atmosphere in the room, and a few were still crying silently, but Ning Fan didn't have time to see who these people were at the moment, just walked quickly to the bed.

Zhang Zhengguo was lying motionless on the bed, his face was sallow, and his eyes seemed to be about to close, but at this moment, he saw Ning Fan.

In an instant, Zhang Zhengguo suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes, which had been scattered, suddenly lit up, and his sallow face seemed to suddenly glow with a hint of red, and he, who was motionless, suddenly moved, only to see that he suddenly raised his right hand, as if he wanted to grab something.

It's just that as soon as the hand was raised less than half a foot, it lost its strength and began to droop down weakly, Ning Fan's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly grabbed Zhang Zhengguo's hand.

"Secretary Zhang, I'm sorry, I'm coming back late." Ning Fan felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart, the last time he talked to Zhang Zhengguo, Zhang Zhengguo seemed to be in good spirits, but now, Zhang Zhengguo is really out of oil.

Zhang Zhengguo's lips squirmed slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make any sound, and at this time, he seemed to be unable to speak.

Ning Fan hurriedly injected a wisp of healing breath into Zhang Zhengguo's body, although he felt that it was meaningless to Zhang Zhengguo's condition, he felt that it might make Zhang Zhengguo's spirit better.

This wisp of healing breath really had an effect, Zhang Zhengguo's face had a trace of anger, and at the same time, Ning Fan also felt that Zhang Zhengguo took the initiative to hold his hand, although the strength was not great, but it was obviously much better than just now, and this also made Ning Fan feel happy, and the healing breath continued to enter Zhang Zhengguo's body.

"Xiao, Xiao Ning, I, I'm leaving." Zhang Zhengguo's voice was very weak and hoarse, but in this silent room at this moment, his voice was extremely clear, and at this moment, everyone in the room looked at Zhang Zhengguo, and at the same time felt a little unbelievable, almost an hour ago, Zhang Zhengguo couldn't speak, and now, he can actually speak again?

A few people subconsciously looked at Ning Fan, they had actually heard of this handsome and handsome man, but in fact, many people felt that the reason why Ning Fan was famous was actually inseparable from her beautiful and sexy mayor girlfriend, and some people even felt that the qiē that Ning Fan had now was actually brought by his mayor's girlfriend, but now, these people really realized how much Zhang Zhengguo attached importance to Ning Fan, and Ning Fan's arrival seemed to give Zhang Zhengguo a new strength. Let him regain his ability to speak.

"Secretary Zhang, you should have told me about your illness as soon as possible." Ning Fan was a little sad, although his healing aura made Zhang Zhengguo feel a little better temporarily, but he understood that this was just a return to the light, and no matter who it was at this moment, he was powerless to return to the sky.

"No, it doesn't matter, birth, old age, sickness and death are eternal and unchanging natural laws, and people will always grow old and always die." Zhang Zhengguo's voice became clearer and clearer, and there was no longer a pause, and there was even a smile on his face, "I am sixty years old this year, I haven't lived too long, but I haven't lived too long, it's okay." ”

Ning Fan felt more and more uncomfortable, sixty years old is indeed not a short life, but in this era when centenarians appear at every turn, sixty years old is really not a long life, and in Ning Fan's opinion, a good person like Zhang Zhengguo, a good official, should live longer.

"I'm just, really reluctant, reluctant to Qingyun City, reluctant to my children, and my little grandchild." Zhang Zhengguo turned his eyes with some effort, looking at a pair of young men and women in their thirties beside the bed, as well as the little boy among them, his eyes were full of affection.

"Dad." The man and woman were obviously Zhang Zhengguo's son and daughter-in-law, and they shouted together, bursting into tears, while the three-year-old boy, seeing his parents crying, looked a little overwhelmed, obviously he still didn't fully understand what was happening in the house.

"Secretary Zhang, we are also reluctant to you, and Qingyun City is also reluctant to you." Ning Fan said in a low voice.

"Xiao Ning, do you know why I have to meet you?" Zhang Zhengguo glanced at the little boy with doting eyes, and then reluctantly turned his eyes and looked at Ning Fan.

"Secretary Zhang, I understand." Ning Fan nodded slightly, he remembered the conversation he had with Zhang Zhengguo outside the hospital that time, maybe at that time, Zhang Zhengguo seemed to feel that something was wrong with his body, and at that time, Zhang Zhengguo asked Ning Fan to protect the city.

Taking a breath gently, Ning Fan looked at Zhang Zhengguo with a solemn expression: "Secretary Zhang, don't worry, I will protect this city and our homeland." ”

"Yes, with your words, I will, I will be relieved." Zhang Zhengguo showed a smile of relief on his face, but at the same time, Ning Fan felt that the only trace of vitality left in Zhang Zhengguo's body was rapidly dissipating.

Ning Fan was in a hurry, and hurriedly injected more healing breath into Zhang Zhengguo's body, but he found that at this time, it was no longer effective, Zhang Zhengguo's eyes were rapidly dimming, and the hand he had grabbed Ning Fan was powerless to disperse.

"Take care of ...... Qingyun City ...... Also, my ......" Zhang Zhengguo laboriously spit out the last few words, and then his lips squirmed, but he couldn't make a sound anymore, and at this time, his eyes fell on his son, daughter-in-law and grandson, a family of three.

"Secretary Zhang, don't worry, I will take care of your family." Ning Fan knew what Zhang Zhengguo meant, so he bowed his head and said softly.

Zhang Zhengguo's eyes shot a ray of gratitude, and then, he slowly closed his eyes.

Sorrowful sobs were already ringing all around, Ning Fan felt extremely uncomfortable, he slowly let go of Zhang Zhengguo's hand, put it down gently, and then stood up straight.

"Secretary Zhang, he's already gone." Ning Fan said in a low voice.

"Dad!"

The cry of grief sounded, Zhang Zhengguo's son finally couldn't help crying and threw himself on the bed, and several people present couldn't help crying.

This old man, the old man who has worked hard for Qingyun City all his life, finally left, leaving the home he missed, and the family he missed.

There was a cry in the house, Ning Fan turned around and walked out of the room, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his crying.

The man has tears and does not flick, but at this moment, Ning Fan really feels very uncomfortable, although Zhang Zhengguo is not his relative, although he has only had a few contacts with Zhang Zhengguo, but at this moment, he really feels that he has lost an elder, in his mind, Zhang Zhengguo is a respectable elder.

In the courtyard, it was very deserted, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening at the moment, the summer night in Qingyun City was quite cool, and the breeze brought gusts of coolness, but it couldn't blow the sentimentality in Ning Fan's heart.

Ning Fan stood quietly in the courtyard, his mind was in chaos, and all kinds of mixed thoughts seemed to be surging at this moment, and he couldn't help but think of what Zhang Zhengguo had just said.

People will always grow old and always die.

The truth of this sentence, in fact, everyone understands, in this world, no one can live forever, for thousands of years, countless emperors have pursued the art of immortality, but no one has ever succeeded, just because, birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of nature, laws that cannot be changed.

If there is a fate, then this is a fate that cannot be changed, and everyone is destined to die step by step from the day they are born.

But understanding the truth does not mean that you can accept this truth, especially, when the person close to you begins to grow old and is about to die, who can face this qiē calmly?

At this moment, Ning Fan unconsciously thought of his father, his father was in his sixties, a few years older than Zhang Zhengguo, although his father looked okay now, but a while ago, his father also fainted, and this made Ning Fan a little unimaginable, if one day, his father was really leaving, he, how should he face that qiē?

"Don't be sad." A soft hand suddenly grabbed Ning Fan's wrist, and at the same time, a familiar voice came, this voice sounded a little gentle at the moment, so gentle that Ning Fan was a little uncomfortable, because he knew that this voice belonged to Ye Rou.

Turning her head, Ning Fan saw Ye Rou's pretty face, her beautiful eyes, looking at Ning Fan, with a hint of obvious concern.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't pretend to be gentle?" Ning Fan didn't break away from Ye Rou's hand, but just asked lightly.

"If I'm gentle, it's not pretending." Ye Rou snorted lightly, and then let go of her hand, "You can't be gentle with people like you!" ”

"Why are you here tonight?" Ning Fan looked at Ye Rou with a strange look in his eyes.

"If one day, I die, will you be so sad?" Ye Rou looked at Ning Fan, her eyes were also very strange.

"In my world, there are no ifs." Ning Fan took a deep breath, "Let me ask you, before, when we first arrived here, you said that this qiē was just the beginning, what did you mean?" Do you know something? Secretary Zhang's death, is there anything else going on? ”

"You answer my question first." Ye Rou looked at Ning Fan and asked again, "I'm dead, will you be sad?" ”