Bai Zhou nodded: "Okay, just do it."

Director Yang's delicate and beautiful wife sat on the edge of the hospital bed, looking at her pale husband lying on the bed, and her heart throbbed.

She brought over the nourishing chicken soup with the elixir that she had boiled all night long, and said, "Old Yang, drink a little, you haven't eaten for a day and a night, if you continue like this, how can your body stand it?"

"I can't eat it." Director Yang sighed softly.

Director Yang's wife gently stirred the skimmed soup with a spoon, and said, "Old Yang, I know that you are sad that the sorceress has passed away, and I like her very much, but you can't just give up on yourself like this, if she sees you like this, she will also be uneasy."

"You don't understand...... Director Yang lowered his eyes, he was also sad that many agents had died before, but he didn't see the scene of their deaths, and this time, he witnessed Bai Zhou being burned to ashes by the fire, this impact was like a ferocious flood, to destroy his sanity.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he would recall that scene, and he would constantly think of the agents who died in battle, and make up the pictures of their deaths in his mind, and those images would eat away at his heart again and again, making him miserable.

When they die, is it painful?

When Xiaozhou died, was it painful?

He suddenly clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Madame was frightened and hurried out to call the doctor, who was dazed and confused.

He thought, "Why wasn't it me who died?"

The talent of the sorceress is so high, and the future achievements are unlimited, and the Yanxia Kingdom can lose a hundred Yang directors, but not one Bai Zhou.

If only I had died at that time.

At this moment, he heard footsteps by the door, and he didn't pay attention to it, thinking that it was a doctor coming.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and somehow he felt the footsteps so familiar that he turned his head slowly, and opened his eyes weakly, and saw a familiar man standing by the bed, looking at him steadily.

"Sorceress?" He whispered, "Am I dreaming?"

"Yes, I must be dreaming, I've dreamed about you many times these days, and the agents who sacrificed, Black Dragon, Ah Qi, Ah Guang...... They are all standing behind you, looking at me like that."

"Why didn't they come today?"

"They probably won't come again." The sorceress spoke, her voice low, and there was still no superfluous expression on her face, taking her facial paralysis to the extreme.

Director Yang babbled and said, "Xiaozhou, you have arrived in the secluded capital and changed your personality."

Bai Zhou was a little surprised: "What's wrong with my personality?"

Does she have a bad personality? She remembered that she never lost her temper.

Director Yang continued: "You can't speak, it's easy to offend people, if you really can't do it, you can talk less, and when I come to the underworld, if there is anything I need to say, I will help you say it."

Bai Zhou seemed a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and said, "I've tried my best to say good things...... What's more, when you get to the secluded capital, you don't have to worry about offending people, right? There are only ghosts in the underworld, and there are no people."

Director Yang couldn't help but laugh and said, "Look, you're talking about the sky again."

Bai Zhou's expression was a little flustered, and his eyes wandered: "That...... Actually, that doesn't matter. Director Yang, I'm not dead."

Director Yang had a smile on his face, his eyes were a little blurred, and said, "I know, you are just my hallucination, you have already said to me many times in the hallucination, saying that you are not dead, saying that the black dragon is not dead, saying that you have always been by my side, and asking me not to be sad."

"But how can I not be sad?" He clutched his chest and said softly, "You are all my comrades-in-arms, the people I put in my heart. Especially you, Xiaozhou, I regard you as my junior, my family has been passed down for three generations, I have no nephews and nieces, in my heart, you are closer than my own nephews and nieces."

Bai Zhou was a little embarrassed, but he still cautiously reminded, "Director Yang, the age gap between us is not that big, right?"

"I'm in my forties, you're only in your early twenties, and it's not just right for me to be your uncle."

Bai Zhou scratched his head again and said, "Director Yang, I'm really not dead."

"I know......" Director Yang said gently.

Suddenly, two more heads appeared in front of him.

"Old Yang, Xiaozhou is really not dead." His wife said, "She's back to see you."

Wen Junzhi also said, "Director Yang, this is really Bai Zhou, alive."

Director Yang's expression was very exciting, his eyes slowly widened, and his expression became more and more shocked, and then he sat up abruptly and stared at Bai Zhou.

Bai Zhou said, "Director Yang, I'm really not dead!"

Director Yang grabbed her hand and muttered, "It's hot!"

He pinched Bai Zhou's face again and pinched it hard, Bai Zhou "hissed", a little painful.

"You're going to hurt! It's not a dream." Director Yang said again.