Hearing this, Jing Yao's expression changed when he was downstream, as if he had been blown up by a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Only one breath left?

That little brute only has one breath left?

Was it really just yesterday that he was seriously injured? wa✺p❄.fe✶ng✲sh❉fo

No, You Jingyao categorically suppressed this thought again, and he immediately glared at Zhong Ling and retorted, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, you are lying!" ”

This must be that little brute playing tricks!

Zhong Ling's face did not change, and he looked at You Jingyao's sharp gaze and said, "Uncle You, is it necessary for me to lie to you?" ”

"Shizi is really seriously injured in bed, and the situation is very critical, it is because of this that little guy came to find me, saying that it doesn't matter if it is Old Man Zhou, let me think of a way."

"But what can I do, I found a few famous doctors in a row, and I shook my head again and again, and after drinking the medicine, I just coughed up blood."

"So Uncle You, you don't have to worry about him harming and bullying people in the future, let's hurry up and take a last look at him while the son is still there."

"It's late, I'm afraid I won't see it."

Zhong Ling's last sentence, especially the bite, was particularly heavy.

Seeing that Zhong Ling said it so solemnly, You Jingyao, who didn't believe it, had to believe it, after all, this young man had no reason to tell such a lie that could be debunked immediately.

Thinking that this was true, You Jingyao's whole body stiffened as if he was frozen.

He looked at the plaque in Youfu with some blankness.

That bastard, that little brute, that guy he wanted to die for, was really going to die?

At this moment, You Jingyao should have been ecstatic.

Because this is what he has been looking forward to for a long time, as long as this little beast dies, there will be no evidence of those dirty things, and he can also deceive himself when nothing happened, and spend the rest of his life with Nianlu.

However, when it all really happened.

You Jingyao did not have the kind of happy pleasure he imagined, but countless fragments flashed in his mind.

There is a picture of a toddler, calling for daddy, stumbling towards him.

There is a villain who can recite for the first time, asking him for credit, and he holds the picture of the villain in a circle.

And also......

……

Seeing You Jingyao standing there, he seemed to be stunned.

Zhong Ling's eyes flickered, and he looked behind him, only to hear a series of rapid coughs coming from the carriage over there.

"Madame......"

The nervous lady was accompanied by a woman dressed in fine clothes and with a sickly pale face who tore open the curtain and ran down from the carriage.

The maid beside her nervously supported her and said, "Madam, you slow down." ”

The woman looked panicked and muttered, "No...... No way...... I'm going to see ......."

As she spoke, the woman coughed a few more times.

But her footsteps did not stop, and she hurriedly walked towards the gate of Youfu.

This was the first time Zhong Ling had met You Buyu's mother.

Looking at this woman, Zhong Ling's eyes were slightly amazed.

I saw that this woman did not look very old, and it was almost impossible to tell that she was nearly forty.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, the eyes are like autumn waves, and the pale sick face does not reduce its color, but because of this sick appearance and its own hidden temperament, there is a kind of twilight spring, when the flowers are withering, the beauty of sorrow and beauty.

Zhong Ling, this is the first time I have seen a sick and weak person, and he can still be so good-looking, there may be people who are just more sick and weak, the better they look.

In the midst of being amazed by the other party, Zhong Ling also keenly noticed that there was no resemblance to You Jingyao's faces compared to You Buyu.

This woman's eyebrows can see some shadows of You Buyu.