Four Hundred and Eighty-Seven: The Old Man Is Gone

The old man continued: "Do you know what the biggest regret in my life is?"

Xu Cheng: "What?"

The old man: "I just couldn't fight with you. I'm not bragging. What happened to your master Zhang Chenfeng when I was at my peak? The reason why I was able to cleanse myself from a big clan and become famous at that time I don't care about them, it's not my power, but my fist! I disdain anyone except the old patriarch!"

Xu Cheng smiled bitterly.

"If you want to fight me, it's not easy. I can make you stand up, but I'm afraid you won't have the strength to hold on!"

Xu Cheng was really afraid that the old man could take him away with just a blow of wind. He was afraid that he would die even if the serum antibodies could not make him survive. He really only had one breath left in this state. In the process of producing antibodies in his body, Xu Cheng was really afraid. It requires a lot of patience.

The old man stopped and said, "The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, and he won't keep you until the fifth watch. It's worth it. You can meet a younger generation that I admire before I die. Don't worry, I will definitely treat the bulk of those people when I go down." Stay in the underworld and prevent them from reincarnating to find you."

The others were a little speechless at the old man, even making fun of him at this juncture.

Mr. Xing wiped his tears and said, "It's almost done. You'd better explain the funeral arrangements to your son and others."

"Excuse me, if they still need me to explain, it's not the Ye family." The old man cursed, and he would gasp for a long time after saying a word.

At this time, three imperial doctors came over and whispered: "Old man, I'm not joking. If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly."

Mr. Ye turned to look at Xu Cheng and said: "If you go out and make a name for yourself this time, if you are still alive in the future, remember to write your legend into a book and burn it to me. If I don't add special effects, it won't be official. kind."

Minister Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He knew his father too well and was not a serious person. In the old days when I was carrying a gun, I was a fierce man who didn't panic just to kill a few more Japs. Now I am not nervous about death at all, and I don't show any fear.

Xu Cheng asked the old man at this time: "Old man, if a Japs appear in front of you now, do you still have the strength to get up and kill him?"

"That's necessary." The old man said weakly: "If I don't have the strength, I still have the strength to unscrew the bomb and die together. If you have anything to say, just say it."

After Xu Cheng looked at everyone, he turned to Mr. Ye and whispered a few words in his ear.

Mr. Ye's eyes instantly brightened.

"I'm not completely sure whether it will succeed or not, it all depends on your willpower! If you feel that you are worried about your future, you can just give up and leave now. People from here to the door will sing your praises."

"Don't provoke me. I'm more fighting spirit than when I saw the Japanese." The old man tried to move his neck and looked at his son, Minister Ye, and said, "Ye Pei, come here."

Minister Ye leaned down and put his ear to the old man's ear and asked softly: "Dad, please speak slowly."

Mr. Ye said to his son: "Kick all these people out and tell them that I haven't died yet. They don't need to come to attend my funeral. I feel that I can survive for one day. If I can't survive tomorrow, let them come again." Bar."

Minister Ye was speechless to his father. But his temper was so unique, there was nothing he could do about it. He stood up with a wry smile and had no choice but to call everyone except the four old people to the other side of the yard to inform the old man of his request. Those people did not dare to have any dissatisfaction. , all of them had come to visit anyway, and now they walked out of the yard.

When he came back, he curiously asked Xu Cheng in a low voice: "What did you say to the old man? Look at how excited he was."

"I didn't say anything. I just said that since I'm going to die, why not let me try and treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

Minister Ye: "Have you studied medicine?"

Xu Cheng: "This is what I learned during my further studies during this period. I went to delve into medical issues."

Minister Ye: "You're such a good person, why do you want to learn this? You want to save the world when your conscience is discovered?"

Xu Cheng coughed awkwardly: "No, in order to better understand the human body and kill people later."

Minister Ye: "..."

"Uncle Ye, can you please get those three imperial doctors out? I'm afraid they will stand up and judge me. The old man doesn't have much time. I don't have time to argue with them."

Minister Ye: "I guess not. They will also be responsible for the death report after the old man goes away."

"Forget it, I'll go by myself." After Xu Cheng finished speaking, he walked to the bedside and asked the three veteran medical students: "Three uncles, do you think the old man can still be saved?"

The three people looked at each other and shook their heads: "We have tried our best. It is not easy to nurse him back to health until now. But as long as the old man is not dead, we will not give up and will do everything we can to keep him breathing."

"Can you let me try?" Xu Cheng said.

"What did you say?" The three of them were surprised: "Who do you think you are? A dog and a cat on the street? How can you behave like this if you are allowed to try randomly?"

"I'm no different from a dog or a cat now." At this time, the old man said weakly.

Xu Cheng glanced at him and said, "No, you are worse than a dog or a cat now. You are as weak as a floating cat."

The old man looked at the three imperial doctors and said, "Let him try."

The three imperial doctors were shocked: "How is this possible? Master, don't joke with your own life."

"I'm not kidding." The old man smiled bitterly and said to Xu Cheng, "Come here and let me tell you something."

Xu Cheng sat over, lowered his head and ears, and the old man said softly: "For the sake of me dying in your hands, with this guilt, if necessary in the future, I hope you will remember that we are all members of the Ye Clan. , whether it’s Xiao Xiu or the next generation of the Ye family, you can take more care of me.”

In fact, he didn't expect Xu Cheng to be cured at all. He knew that he was about to die, so there was no harm in handing the disabled body to Xu Cheng. As he said, the Ye family would decline in the future, and he hoped that Xu Cheng could lend a hand to help from afar. .

How could Xu Cheng not guess what the old man was thinking? He smiled bitterly, yes.

Under this situation, the three most authoritative doctors tried their best, and no one gave up hope.

In addition to ailments, Mr. Xu was old and his body and bones were exhausted, and he was at the end of his life.

Xu Cheng took out a box directly from his coat bag. It was a box with a vacuum device, so the inside would not be contaminated. When he took out a needle from it and was about to inject it into the old man's blood, Mr. Ye's electrocardiogram stopped beating and the sound frequency stopped completely.

The place was deathly quiet.

died!

Xu Cheng sat beside the bed, not knowing whether to continue with the needle in his hand.

Ye Xiu took his wrist and sighed: "Brother Cheng, the dead are the most important, give some dignity to the meritorious service, forget it."