The doctor pushed Jiang Yu into the general ward and did not enter the intensive care unit. He was basically announcing Jiang Yu's death.

Han Ying had been waiting in the house outside the city. She accidentally fell asleep. When she woke up, the night sky was full of stars.

"Jiang Yu, Jiang Yu!"

She shouted in a hurry, but the room was quiet, there was no light, and no one responded to her.

After shouting a few times, she collapsed on the Grand Master's chair, her eyes getting wet.

Jiang Yu...he couldn't come back.

"Why haven't you come back? You promised me, you said you wanted to treat me to a meal, and there is still a bet between us that has not been completed. How can you... how can you break your promise!"

She sat in the Grand Master's chair for a long time before taking heavy steps in Jincheng.

Her mind was blank, and she didn't know where she was going, wandering around the streets in absent-minded manner.

Suddenly, he heard a group of people talking about the decisive battle at the top of Lutang today.

"Have you heard that Master Cao is dead."

"No, Master Cao is the best in Tianyun, will he actually lose?"

"I heard that his opponent is even more powerful. He is a master of realm at a young age."

"Really? It's not heard from the truth, right?"

"The Tianxing Martial Arts Hall is holding funerals for Master Cao. Just go and see if it is true or false."

"Let's go!"

After hearing this conversation, Han Ying, whose heart had already sunk to the bottom of the valley, suddenly felt energetic.

"He won?"

She was furious, "Since you win, why don't you tell me, it will make me worry in vain!"

She took out the phone and wanted to question Jiang Yu.

The phone call was quickly answered, and Han Ying roared directly: "Jiang Yu, you are sick. Did you go to celebrate with others after winning? I wonder if I am still waiting for you at home. Looking back, how can I deal with you!"

"It's me, Xiaoying."

When she finished roaring, a sad voice came from the other end of the phone.

Han Ying was stunned: "Auntie? Why did you answer the phone?"

"Jiang Yu is in the hospital, he...he is almost out of reach. Come and see him for the last time."

Bang!

Han Ying's phone suddenly fell to the ground, and the news was like a bolt from the blue.

"How could it be? He obviously won, how could it not work."

After murmuring, she ran to the hospital with red eyes.

...

Beside the bed, Han Qiong and Wen Fuyao were guarding him, and Han Tianming left early in the morning.

Han Ying rushed over, and when he saw Jiang Yu covered in gauze, tears rolled down.

She moved to the bed step by step without saying a word.

Han Qiong comforted: "Xiaoying, life and death are fate, don't be too sad."

Han Ying wiped her tears and squeezed out a smile: "I...I am not sad. Such a bastard should have died long ago. I hate him so much!"

Her smile was full of sadness.

Han Qiong stood up and hugged her. Han Ying finally couldn't help but burst into tears: "Aunt, why is this happening? He obviously won, why is this happening!"

Han Qiong said: "I was plotted against with a gun."

Wen Fuyao couldn't stop crying, and she blamed herself: "It's all my fault, it's me who hurt him."

She felt that everything was caused by it. If Jiang Yu had not been involved in her fight with He Qingyuan, Jiang Yu would not have died.

After being shot, Jiang Yu was still thinking about her. If Jiang Yu didn't take action, she might not be able to survive.

Her self-blame and guilt are indescribable.

Jiang Yu's heartbeat was very weak, as if the electrocardiogram could be connected into a straight line at any time.

Han Qiong, Han Ying and Wen Fuyao waited all night.

The next morning, Han Tianming came. He called Han Qiong outside and said, "I have contacted the funeral home, but there are still some things I can't do alone. Come and help me."

Han Qiong looked at him resentfully: "When you are alive, you ignore him, and you are very attentive when you are about to die!"

Han Tianming said: "After all, he is the prospective son-in-law of our Han family. He beat Cao Bin, which is also a kind of honor for our Han family, so I will definitely bury him with great glory."

"The person is still lying there, he still has breathing and heartbeat! Han Tianming, don't you think you're doing this too much?"

Han Qiong roared at Han Tianming.

Han Tianming said coldly: "The doctor has said that he has prepared his funeral, so what else do you have hope? Now prepare his funeral so that he will not suddenly die of anger, and we are in a hurry."

"Do you really want him to die? Are you still thinking about marrying the Zhao family?"

"If he was alive, I would never object to his marriage with Han Ying, but the facts were right in front of me. If he died, I would never let my daughter stay a widow, she was still young."

"Haha, a profit-oriented villain!"

Han Qiong smiled coldly and turned back to the ward.

Han Tianming went in and said, "Daughter, you all go back and rest. I will ask the nurse to take care of him."

One night, Jiang Yu's two fiancées were so haggard that they looked unpopular.

Jiang Yu's anesthetic force passed and he slowly opened his eyes.

Han Qiong was very excited and immediately shouted: "Doctor, doctor, he woke up, woke up!"

The doctor and nurse came in quickly, just simply performed some examinations on Jiang Yu, and then left without saying anything.

People wake up, but it does not mean they can live.

Han Qiong stood beside Jiang Yu's bed and whispered: "The doctor said you were seriously injured. If you have any wishes, just say it out. I... will definitely find a way to fulfill it for you."

"Wish?" Jiang Yu said weakly, "I'm about to die, right? Then please help me and send me back to Boqi Mountain."

"Boqi Mountain?"

"When people die, they pay attention to falling leaves returning to their roots, right?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, and Han Tianming said, "I'll make arrangements right away."

When Han Tianming arranged for the person, Han Qiong went to complete the discharge procedures for him.

Half an hour later, an off-road vehicle drove out of Tianyun City.

There were eight people in the car, except for four helpers, only Han Qiong and Han Ying and Wen Fuyao went there.

A few hours later, the vehicle was parked at the foot of Mount Boqi, and four assistants carried Jiang Yu up the mountain with a simple sedan chair.

Following the route designated by Jiang Yu, they came to a pool.

Although it was the scorching sun, the pool was covered with a layer of cold air. As they approached, everyone couldn't help but chill.

The helper carried him here and left, waiting at the foot of the mountain, but Han Ying and Wen Fuyao wanted to accompany him for a while.

Jiang Yu recovered some strength by the pond and said to Wen Fuyao and Han Ying: "Okay, you guys go back too."

"No, I want to be with you!"

Wen Fuyao refused to leave, Jiang Yu also saw the self-blame and guilt in her eyes and comforted her: "I don't blame you for this."

He looked at Han Ying again and said, "I'm dead, the engagement will be invalidated automatically. You will be free from now on."

Jiang Yu stood up, took a deep breath, and jumped into the pool.

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