Chapter 690: Death
Due to his serious injuries, Master Ji has not cooked for several days.
Originally, it was the same tonight.
But just over an hour ago, the guest who had set up a banquet in Taoyao Pavilion earlier came.
The proprietress of Taoyao Pavilion has already explained and promised to return the deposit twice.
Who knows, the other party refused, and asked Master Ji to cook and cook a table of delicacies, otherwise, he would smash the brand of Taoyao Pavilion.
The proprietress tried to dissuade her several times, and after Master Ji heard the movement, she said that she would make a four-star spiritual delicacies and apologize.
But who knows, after the four-star spirit food was made, the other party also asked Master Ji to serve the food himself.
Master Ji also did the same.
"Later, there was a scream in the private room, and when the proprietress and the girls entered, Master Ji had already fallen to the ground, and there was blood everywhere in the private room."
When Master Mo rushed over, the proprietress reported to the official and looked for someone to treat her.
But the doctors who rushed were helpless, and Master Ji's blood couldn't be stopped at all.
"I thought you could stop the bleeding, so I brought the man back, and he shed a lot of blood, and he helped me eat more pig blood in my life. That person also deserves to die, if Master Ji dies, who will I find to make a spirit in the future? ”
Master Mo chattered.
Xin Lin glanced at her, and she whispered.
"I'll tell you the truth, I just gave him a blood pill, but I don't think it will take long."
Xin Lin hadn't untied Master Ji's clothes yet, her eyes were fixed, staring at Master Ji.
"No need."
Master Ji coughed a few times and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.
Xin Lin didn't speak.
The bleeding can't be stopped.
Because, Master Ji's wound was not because of bleeding.
His chest, liver, and half of his heart were shattered.
The other party gave him a fatal blow, and he didn't intend to let him survive at all.
He didn't die, and it was a miracle that he was able to make it to the infirmary.
"Master Mo, you go and get some wine. If you want a strong drink, the stronger the better. ”
Xin Lin said softly.
"What do you want to do with wine at this time?"
Mo Shi was puzzled.
"Pain relief."
Xin Lin looked at Master Ji.
She can't save Master Ji, but at least she can make it easier for him to die.
When Xin Lin first escaped from the underworld, he followed a mercenary to learn various survival techniques.
The mercenary took her for a year before she died.
Before he died, his hands and feet were blown off, and he only asked Xin Lin to give her a bottle of strong vodka, and after drinking a bottle of vodka, he died without pain under the paralysis of alcohol.
If you can't let your companion live happily, then at least let your partner die happily.
Master Mo was stunned for a moment and looked at Master Ji again, sighed lightly, turned around and walked out.
"It's too late, I'm ......"
What did Master Ji want to say.
He breathed a sigh of relief and went to the school doctor's hall, just to tell Xin Lin.
He knew he wouldn't survive.
He's not reconciled.
He has not fulfilled his master's last wish, and he has not yet established Longteng's first five-star food hall, he is really unwilling.
"Master Ji, what do you want to say?"
Xin Lin leaned over his ear, trying to hear what he was going to say.
Master Ji opened his mouth and wanted to say something.
But nothing came out of his throat.
His hand struggled a few times in mid-air, and his hand fell weakly.