Chapter 566: The White-Haired Man Sends the Black-Haired Man
Luo Jiubai and Lou Lanyue glanced at each other, Luo Jiubai waved his finger, and then the two people who were originally stopped in front of Yan Muye quickly took their arms back.
Yan Muye almost didn't hesitate to rush to the side of the bed, as if she had stopped breathing. When she approached the corpse on the hospital bed closely, for a moment, Yan Muye suddenly felt a little scared in her heart, afraid that after she uncovered the white cloth on the person in front of her, it was really Leng Fu Xiao under the white cloth, and it was the face that she was so familiar that she couldn't be more familiar.
Her hand trembled and grabbed the corner of the white cloth, and then slowly lifted it. The man covered with the white cloth seemed to be asleep at the moment, and his face was still wearing the silver-white mask.
The corners of his lips were pursed, his long eyelashes closed his pupils, his lips were white and bloodless, and the blood on his body was extremely cold.
Yan Muye quickly retracted his hand, and just as he wanted to take off the mask on his face, he heard: "Finally, leave a decent copy for the master, he doesn't want you to see the look on his face, because it was too painful to leave in the end." ”
"During this time, the master has been taking nutrient solutions, which can only maintain the daily needs of his body, but it can't let him have a healthy complexion, nor can it prevent his body's benefits from being consumed."
Lou Lanyue: "Yes, leave the last dignity for the eldest brother, he definitely doesn't want to see you like this, let alone let you see the worst side of him." ”
Yan Muye cautiously retracted her hand, but at this moment, she suddenly couldn't even keep her tears.
The sadness in my heart, the suffocation, was almost fatal. She really didn't dare to touch Leng Fu Xiao's body at the moment, because his body was so cold.
Is it true that after a person dies, the body gradually loses its temperature?
Just like it is now.
You don't feel any heat.
He just lay here quietly, forever and ever.
…
"My good grandson, why did you leave? How can I send a white-haired person to a black-haired person. ”
After Mrs. Leng learned the news of Leng Fuxiao's death, she almost fainted directly on the spot.
"Grandma, I'll help you rest, you're not in good health."
Wen Qi'er had just come into contact with Mrs. Leng, and Mrs. Leng pinned her arm to the side.
"Don't touch me, I'm going to see my grandson, I'm going to see my grandson one last time."
"How can this be, I don't believe it, Luo Jiubai," Old Lady Leng hurriedly turned around as if she thought of something, "Luo Jiubai, aren't you very good at medicine, why can't you even save a single life?" If that's the case, what use did we want you to do in the first place, and what use did we let you study medicine? ”
"That's how you follow your master?"
"What are you guys doing for food, why didn't you report to me about your master's situation in advance?"
Luo Jiubai lowered his head, and he couldn't say any extra words: "I'm sorry, this is cancer." ”
Old lady Leng smashed the floor on the side with a cane: "I know this is cancer, do you still need to tell me that this is cancer?" ”
"Is this cancer and you can't do anything about it? Nowadays, medical technology is so advanced and advanced that it is possible to extend it even for a longer period of time. ”
"What's more, Fu Xiao has been blessed since he was a child, how can he not survive, how can he ......!"