This is a white room, the wallpaper, bed sheets, ornaments, and even the sunlight shining in through the white curtains are all eye-catching white, so pure white at this moment exudes a bit of terrifying weirdness.

And in the center of the room was a crystal ice coffin, and a girl with scattered hair was leaning on the ice coffin, babbling in her mouth, but the voice was intermittent, no one could hear clearly, the scattered hair covered her face, but the pale face reflected under the white was distressing.

This girl is Hua Yiliu, and in the ice coffin in front of her is her father, Hua Qian. Hua Gan's death was three days ago, and the temperature in this summer was naturally settled, but the entire Jiuyi Hall couldn't resist the weak little girl in front of him, and finally Zhang Wei spent a lot of money to buy this ice coffin to place Hua Gan's body, but this was not a long-term solution after all, so Wei Jiu was recovered.

The guards at the door are all the elites of the Jiuyi Hall, and the dark part of this room is secretly protected by the members of "Zero", but no one makes a sound, and the atmosphere is quiet and terrifying.

Silence is a ritual, a ritual of respect.

Wei Jiu's steps were also very light, and he didn't want to disturb the rest of Hua Qian's soul, although he knew better than anyone that souls would fall into reincarnation after death. Every time he passed in front of a member of Jiuyitang, Wei Jiu would nod his head, and the members of Jiuyitang even knelt down on one knee and saluted Wei Jiu - although Jiuyitang is a gang, Wei Jiu intends to start a sect, and on the other hand, under the influence of Wei Jiu, the model of the entire Jiuyitang is closer to the model of ancient gangs or clans.

As Wei Jiu approached, the members of the Jiuyi Hall in the room all retreated, and in the end, even the guarding "Zero" members also consciously retreated, leaving only Wei Jiu, Hua Yiliu and Hua Qian in this weird room.

But Wei Jiu's approach, Hua Yiliu didn't notice it, or he didn't think that the person who came in was Wei Jiu, and the others couldn't distract him at this moment.

Wei Jiu slowly walked behind Hua Yiliu, slowly squatted down, and slowly hugged Hua Yiliu's body in his arms.

The sudden move made Hua Yiliu startled and struggled violently, but after seeing that the person holding her was Wei Jiu, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, gently leaned on Wei Jiu's arms, and her eyes moved to Hua Gan's body again, but tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Who did my dad provoke? He has always been a benevolent healer, why did he end up like this, why did no one save him? He is my last relative, how can God do this to me!"

was so close, Wei Jiu finally listened to what Qinghua Yiliu said, but his heart was even more painful, Wei Jiu's eyes also moved to spend money, he walked very peacefully, maybe he would smile so satisfied regardless of whether he suffered or not, right? Hua Qian can be regarded as Wei Jiu's more respected elder, his kindness is really rare in the world, he is a doctor, the kind of doctor who will do his best to treat him regardless of whether he has medical expenses or not, even if you are just a beggar and a savage he met by chance in the wilderness, he will not leave you alone.

Looking at Hua Qian in the ice coffin, Wei Jiu couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly, this is the so-called good people don't live long, or the world itself is already muddy, and leaving is the best destination for kind people.

But if this is fate, I will hold it firmly in the palm of my hand from this moment on. If God were to take someone I love from me, I would trample it under my feet!

Wei Jiu swore fiercely in his heart, the hand around Hua Yiliu tightened, Wei Jiu said softly, "Liu'er, let's cheer up, Uncle Hua is also very sad and sad to leave like this, but I think Uncle Hua doesn't want to see you so sad in heaven, do you remember what Uncle Hua said? Our Liu'er looks the best when she laughs!"

Hua Yiliu didn't answer Wei Jiu, just leaned on Wei Jiu's body quietly, and after a long silence, he asked in a cold voice, "Jiu, I'm the only relative, what should I do if he leaves?"

Listening to Hua Yiliu's words, Wei Jiu was very distressed, when she first saw Hua Yiliu, she was still that kind and lovely little girl, so lively and sunny, just like the rising sun, who would have thought that it would become like today.

Wei Jiu kissed Hua Yiliu's cheek with his hand, ran his fingers over, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, Wei Jiu said softly, "Liu'er, you are not only a relative of Uncle Qian, you also have me? From today on, I will take good care of you instead of Uncle Qian, can you cheer up a little, just for me and for Uncle Qian, and live well! Uncle Qian is gone like this, we are all very distressed, but the deceased is the greatest, let's let Uncle Qian go to the ground first, okay?"

Looking at Wei Jiu's face, Hua Yiliu didn't speak, just nodded vigorously, she knew that from this moment on, she would start her life again, with this sadness and despair reborn.

The funeral began quietly in this way, but in the largest cemetery in Hangzhou, there was a slight rain in the sky, as if he was crying for Hua Gan's death.

Wei Jiu and Hua Yiliu stood in front of the tomb, followed by Zhang Wei, Shu Jinhui, Yan Xiaojin, and then there was a crowd of people who could not see the edge at a glance, everyone did not hold an umbrella, and the rain slid down everyone's hair, dripping on those cold hearts.

Wei Jiu knelt on one knee in front of the tomb, there were too few people who could make him kneel, in his heart, he only knelt to his parents and did not kneel to heaven and earth, and Uncle Qian was kind to him and treated him so well, but this kneeling was not reluctant at all.

Wei Jiu said in his heart, Uncle Qian, you saved me, but I couldn't repay anything for your great kindness, and I promised to help you detoxify but there is no chance again, but don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Yiliu, protect her well, and cherish her for a lifetime!

And Hua Yiliu, who was kneeling beside Wei Jiu, finally stopped crying, tried hard to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at her father's tombstone, she understood that she was going to mourn.

She secretly swore in her heart that this would be the last tear in her life, in the future, no matter what, she would only live for Wei Jiu, the two originally parallel lifelines began to intersect at this moment, and later on, but they were no longer inseparable.

Many years later, when people mention the peerless demon doctor who can poison tens of millions of people with a single move, but will save thousands of people in the blink of an eye, they can't help but shudder, even after a few years, Wei Jiu can always be safe and sound when he is injured and dies again and again, and the name of the peerless demon doctor is gradually imprinted in people's minds, and the funeral with rain on this day is the beginning of another legend.