In the special care unit of Beijing xx Hospital, Ouyang Qingqing, wrinkled Ouyang Qingqing was lying on the hospital bed, breathing weakly, and the white-haired Professor Hu sat beside the bed, holding Ouyang Qingqing's hand tightly, and the cabinet at the head of the bed was filled with flowers and fruits.

At the door, Ouyang Meimei stood.

Unlike the white-haired Ouyang Qingqing, Ouyang Meimei still maintains the appearance of an eighteen-year-old girl, with a concave figure and a charming aura all over her body.

Ouyang Meimei kept watching outside with an anxious look, waiting for Wang Mo to appear.

Just two hours ago, when Wang Mo was still reminiscing with the Chinese werewolf Huoju Taoist priest on Sun Mountain, the boy contacted Ouyang Meimei and told her that Wang Mo was back.

Ouyang Meimei hopes that Wang Mo can send her sister Ouyang Qingqing for the last journey, because she knows that Ouyang Qingqing has never let go in the past few years.

In the corridor, there are also a group of Ouyang Qingqing's children and granddaughters, and the entire corridor is full of Professor Hu's descendants.

Everyone looked at Ouyang Meimei standing at the door of the ward in surprise. They had only heard of Ouyang Qingqing and a sister, but people never dreamed that this sister, who had been in legend for decades, still looked like a girl, which was incredible.

Ouyang Meimei is a cultivator. Moreover, she and Wang Mo cultivated her dual cultivation back then, and ten years of practice, she created an immortal body.

Over the years, Ouyang Meimei has hoped to convince Ouyang Qingqing to practice the truth more than once, but Ouyang Qingqing chose to live the life of an ordinary person.

Professor Hu spent three years following Wang Stupid's knowledge and finally pursued Ouyang Qingqing.

After Ouyang Qingqing married Professor Hu, her family was considered happy. Not only did Professor Hu take good care of her, but she also had a family of children and grandchildren, giving birth to a pair of twins, and the family was full of branches and leaves. Now there are more than a dozen people in the same family as four generations.

Over the past sixty years, Ouyang Qingqing has lived to be 88 years old because of the protection of the four-phase ancient jade. Although she is not as young as Brother Dao and the Bench, she is still considered a long life.

Because Ouyang Qingqing was determined not to cultivate the truth, her contact with Ouyang Meimei gradually became rare, from the beginning to the beginning of the monthly meeting every year, and then to meet for several years.

Ouyang Meimei spent most of her time in seclusion and did not care about the world. It was not until Ouyang Qingqing was dying that Ouyang Meimei came to see her sister for the last time.

After Ouyang Meimei contacted her sister, she found that her sister had nothing to do when she was awake, but once her mind was confused, she would keep mentioning Wang St.'s name and would never forget it at night.

Obviously, Ouyang Qingqing has always been concerned about Wang St.

In fact, over the years, not only Ouyang Qingqing was concerned about Wang Fan, but Ouyang Meimei was even more eager to see her. If it weren't for a firm belief that supported her, she would have been mentally broken.

Of course, Ouyang Meimei was not a hopeless waiting, because the boy contacted her many years ago, and the boy told her that the probability of Wang Mo coming back is very high.

Keep the clouds open and see the sun and the moon.

Just within two hours, Ouyang Qingqing finally got the news that Wang Mo was back.

Now, Ouyang Qingqing's life is gone. Even if Ouyang Meimei is a cultivator, she is unable to make the world come true. She just hopes that her sister can support her for more time and meet Wang Mo for the last time, and have less regrets.

Everyone in the corridor stared at Ouyang Meimei with an anxious look on her face. They all saw that this girl of the same age as her grandmother was waiting for someone because she was always looking at the end of the corridor.

"Meimei."

Without any warning, Wang Mo stood in front of Ouyang Meimei.

"…Silly Brother!”

Ouyang Meimei looked up at Wang Fan blankly, and suddenly her undulating body pounced on his arms, sobbing in tears.

"It's okay, I'm back. How is your sister now?" Wang St glanced at the people around him, nodded slightly, and then gently patted Ouyang Meimei's shoulder.

At this time, everyone around looked at Wang Mo with shock.

Is this the legendary Wang Stupid?

Everyone standing in the corridor knew that their grandmother Ouyang Qingqing once loved a mysterious man and man deeply. If the man's name was not very special, they might not have remembered it.

Just now, everyone heard Ouyang Meimei calling "Silly Brother". There is no doubt that this young man is the legendary Wang St.

No one expected that Wang Mo was so young.

This is really incredible.

This is really shocking.

"Wang Mo." Just as everyone suspected Wang Mo's identity, the door of the ward pushed open and Professor Hu, who was gray-haired, walked out.

Professor Hu looked at Wang St, his face filled with incredible shock. Obviously, he did not expect that Wang Story was so young, and there was no change in the slightest from sixty years ago.

"Professor Hu." Wang St patted Professor Hu on the shoulder.

"You're finally here." Professor Hu looked pleased, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"How is Qingqing's situation?" Wang San asked.

"No, she always talks nonsense...she really wants to see you..."

"Yeah, I'm here."

"You go in. She will occasionally wake up, it depends on your luck." A hint of gloom appeared on Professor Hu's old face.

Wang St nodded without saying much. He knew Professor Hu's mood at this moment. Thinking about it, the woman he loved deeply was still thinking about other men when he was dying, and no one would be happy.

At this time, a group of juniors seemed to feel the sadness of their grandfather and came over to support the old Professor Hu. Professor Hu was three years older than Ouyang Qingqing and was ninety-one years old. His health can be imagined.

Pushing the door and Wang St saw Ouyang Qingqing lying on the bed.

Ouyang Qingqing, who was so beautiful back then, has become an 88-year-old woman. Her body lying on the bed is as haggard as she is, and her loose silver hair is scattered on her pillow.

Wang Fa stood at the head of the bed, looking at Ouyang Qingqing quietly, feeling an indescribable sadness in his heart.

"Brother Stupid, are you here?" Suddenly, Ouyang Qingqing opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling of the ward and said to herself.

"Yes, I'm here."

Wang Mo strode to the bedside, gently held Ouyang Qingqing's hand where he was injecting, and slowly moved in a little bit of spiritual energy. In fact, Ouyang Qingqing's meridians were closed at this time, and even if they were gods, they would be unable to turn things around.

However, Wang Stun's spiritual energy still rejuvenated Ouyang Qingqing's spirit, and he returned to his awake state and his eyes became much clearer.

"Wang stupid..." Ouyang Qingqing opened her mouth, tears in her eyes could not help but flow down.

"I'm by your side." Wang St gently wiped Ouyang Qingqing's tears with his hands.

"Are you OK?"

"I'm very good. Actually, I've only been away from you for a few days, and my thinking is still a few days ago." Wang St said with a wry smile.

"You are still so young and handsome." Ouyang Qingqing raised her arm with difficulty and gently stroked Wang St's cheek.

"I can extend my life for you..."

"No, no need." Ouyang Qingqing shook her head firmly.

"Okay." Wang St didn't insist.

"Hey, where is my old man?" Ouyang Qingqing suddenly searched everywhere in panic, as if she had lost her soul.

“He’s outside.”

"Hurry, let him in."

"Um."

"Professor Hu, Qingqing asked you to come in." Wang St hurried to the door and opened it.

"Call me?" Professor Hu, who was resting in a wheelchair, looked surprised.

"Yes."

“Yeah.”

Professor Hu seemed to suddenly burst out with great power. He walked into the ward in two steps in three steps, stood at the head of the bed, and reached out to hold Ouyang Qingqing's hand.

Wang Mo saw that when Professor Hu held Ouyang Qingqing's hand, Ouyang Qingqing seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and her panic expression became peaceful, as if she had an additional sense of dependence and security.

"Wang St, I'm married, this is my husband." Ouyang Qingqing's face showed a hint of shyness, as if she was a girl in love with spring.

"Well, I know him, congratulations."

"Wang St, I have a lot to say to you. I have never regretted knowing you forever. No matter whether it is hurt or happiness, I don't regret it. However, I love my husband. Over the years, he has accompanied me, watched movies, read books, barbecue with me, and walked with me... I thank him, husband, if I have the next life, I will still be willing to marry you, thank you!" Ouyang Qingqing looked at Professor Hu with a sweet look.

"Yeah, my wife, I love you too." Professor Hu trembled with excitement.

"Husband, I know you have a knot in your heart. You are worried that I am thinking about Wang St. Yes, I am thinking about it, but that is just the past, and I have already let it go. For me, you are my life. Thank you for your tolerance, tolerance and love over the years, thank you!" Ouyang Qingqing and Professor Hu's hands tightly held each other.

"Qingqing, I..."

"Needless to say, I understand your feelings. I once loved Wang Fan, but I love you even more. It was you who gave me a complete family. It was you who made me feel the joy of life. In the next life... I... I want to... marry you..."

Ouyang Qingqing's hand slowly hangs down.

"Qingqing! Qingqing!"

Professor Hu held Ouyang Qingqing's hand, shook it desperately, sobbed, and called heart-wrenchingly.

The people outside the door were alarmed by the sound inside, and they came in one after another, stood around the bed, and sent Ouyang Qingqing for the last journey.

Wang St looked at the busy people and stood aside blankly, at a loss. He could feel that Ouyang Qingqing's fire of life was extinguishing, but he was powerless.

Wang Mocai was promoted to the gods. He could live and die, but he could not save the dead.

In fact, not to mention Wang Mo, a god who has just advanced, in the world of cultivation, except for those master-level gods, such as the Three Pure Buddhas, who can regain their youth, most gods do not have this ability.

Of course, some low-level gods can still find solutions, such as using some priceless elixirs.

Unfortunately, although Wang Mo has a lot of pills on him, it is impossible for him to survive the dying person.

Of course, if Wang Mo forced himself to intervene, Ouyang Qingqing's life can also be continued, but that has no meaning. Moreover, Ouyang Qingqing herself is rejected...

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To be continued...