The two guards looked at each other.

"Go back to the Lord, everything is as usual."

Nan Yifan asked again: "Will anyone come in the past two days?"

The two guards shook their heads together.

"No one else came except Elder Nanye.

Elder Nanye is the doctor whom Nan Yifan trusts the most, and the only person who knows Nan Yuxing's physical condition except for the God-killing Tomb.

After they came back, Nan Yifan handed Nan Yuxing to him.

However, a month has passed, and although Nan Yuxing's trauma has almost healed, it seems that there is no improvement inside.

The original vein is damaged and it is difficult to repair.

Nan Yifan walked inside with his foot.

......

It was noon and the sun was just right.

Nan Yifan didn't knock on the door, so he pushed the door open and entered directly.

As soon as I entered, a strong and bitter smell of medicine hit my nose, almost making people breathless.

Nan Yifan frowned and looked around.

The windows were locked and the whole room looked gloomy.

The faint smell of blood, mixed with the bitter medicinal smell, makes people feel very uncomfortable.

The sunlight poured in from the gate, tearing the dead darkness, but failed to dispel the dead breath.

Nan Yifan walked inside.

Bypassing the screen, I saw Nan Yuxing lying on the bed.

The situation of Nan Yu's trip was worse than that of Nan Yiyi.

At this time, he was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, his face was pale and haggard, his beard was unshaven, his lips were chapped, and he could vaguely see blood.

The face, which was originally pretty handsome, was now full of food and her cheeks were deeply sunken.

The breath was weak, as if it was about to die.

Where can I have the pride and charm of the eldest son of the Nan family?

Hearing Nan Yifan's voice coming in, Nan Yuxing's eyes moved, but he did not open his eyes.

Nan Yifan walked over, stood beside the bed, stared at him for a long time, and then said:

"Are you going to keep going like this?"

Nan Yuxing's eyelashes trembled, and he finally opened his eyes slowly and hard.

However, he didn't go to see Nan Yifan, but just stared at the ceiling.

His eyes were silent, full of despair and mockery.

After a while, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

“…If not, what can I do?”

He is already ruined.

The great life with an unlimited future has since turned into a bottomless abyss.

What else is necessary to live?

There is no better way to destroy a person's will than let a person fall from the clouds and fall from the quagmire.

This is what Nan Yuxing is like.

He has been a pride of heaven since he was a child, and was chased by everyone and enjoyed the scenery.

Overnight, he became a waste, and everything in the past became a passing cloud.

How could he stand it?

Nan Yifan paused.

"Elder Nanye has been looking for a way to help you restore your original vein..."

Nan Yuxing suddenly laughed.

This sound is extremely light and ironic.

"Father, Elder Ruonanye really has a way, how could he wait until now?"

No one knows his physical condition better than him.

His original vein was broken very thoroughly and could not be compensated at all.

Most of the words said were just comfort.

In fact, he was already dead.

The southern Chinese is full of tradition and the speech is inconsistent.

He could see that this incident had indeed had a great blow to Nan Yuxing.

If there is no real practical method, I am afraid that Nan Yuxing will not be able to do so.

There was silence in the room.

Nan Yuxing suddenly asked:

"Father, in a while, the entire Nan family will know that I have become a useless person, right?"

Nan Yifan frowned.

Every word in this sentence made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"It's all my son who is useless... I've wasted your efforts over the years."

Nan Yuxing laughed at himself.

He was silent for a while, and finally turned his head and looked at Nan Yifan.

"Father, I want to ask you for something."

Nan Yifan stepped forward and nodded gently:

"You said that."

Nan Yuxing's expression became a little strange.

"Instead of living a life of silence, becoming a useless person, being ridiculed and laughed at by others, it is better to die directly!"

Nan Yifan's pupils shrink!

However, Nan Yuxing did not seem to have noticed the change in his expression and continued:

"Those people are not reliable, so why not...you should come in person? Just today, today - from now on, you will only say that I was seriously injured or killed, or any other reason. Anyway, as long as I don't say that I became a useless person...

Nan Yu Xingyue said that his eyes became brighter and he seemed to think this method was very good.

The expression of excitement and even expectation made Nan Yifan feel cold when he saw it.

"Yu Xing! What are you talking nonsense!"

Nan Yifan shouted sternly!

However, Nan Yifan didn't care about his anger and even laughed softly.

"You know, don't you? I'll just be a pitiful and ridiculous waste when I live like this! What's the point?"

It's better to die now!

When people mention him, they can say "It's a pity that he died young!"

Nan Yuxing really regrets it.

When he was in the God-killing Tomb, he should have cut himself off!

Why come back and bear these?

Looking at his eagerness and madness, Nan Yifan suddenly couldn't say anything about the scolding words he said.

It seemed that something was blocking his chest, which made him feel uncomfortable.

After a long silence, he suddenly said:

"Don't worry, dad will help you find a way."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Nan Yuxing looked at his back that disappeared outside the door, the smile on his face gradually faded, and a trace of grayness and self-deprecating in his eyes.

I have reached this point, what else can I do?

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To be continued...