Chapter 766 Wenxuan's Troubles

Song Shuwen woke up slowly, his head was still a little dizzy, and he still saw the dark place, as if the endless darkness was going to swallow him.

He moved slightly, and a trace of helplessness and fatigue surged in his heart.

At this time, familiar footsteps came, and Song Shuwen knew that it was Gu Nan.

Gu Nan put down the food and asked anxiously: "Can you really not save Boss Song's mother?"

Song Shuwen couldn't see Gu Nan, but the voice was clearly heard.

He frowned, feeling a little angry. Is his medical skills so untrustworthy?

He said in a deep voice: "I, Song Shuwen, will never lie about medical skills. I have tried my best. If you don't believe me, please ask for help from others."

Gu Nan heard the dissatisfaction in Song Shuwen's words, and his face showed anxiety and entanglement.

Gu Nan was silent, his face full of disappointment and helplessness.

Boss Song and Song Daban ran around and found many miracle doctors, but they were all helpless.

It seems that this old man is really hopeless.

Song Shuwen said coldly in the darkness: "If we fall into their hands, they can kill or beat us up as they please. I, Song Shuwen, will not say anything."

He showed a resolute look on his face, but he was thinking in his heart that he had been practicing medicine all his life and had a clear conscience. Even if he faced life and death, he would never bow his head.

Gu Nan walked out of the dark place with a heavy heart, his steps were a little heavy.

He came to the cave where Boss Song was, and saw that Boss Song was full of sadness, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded in haze.

Gu Nan hesitated for a moment and asked softly: "Boss, how should we deal with Song Shuwen?"

Boss Song raised his head slightly, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Just kill him directly."

Gu Nan's heart tightened, but he could only obey the order.

He returned to Song Shuwen again, his steps dragging, and each step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Gu Nan looked at Song Shuwen, a trace of reluctance in his eyes, and slowly conveyed Boss Song's order.

Song Shuwen heard the words, but there was no fear on his face.

"Hmph, if you want to kill me, then kill me. I, Song Shuwen, will never beg for mercy."

Gu Nan looked at Song Shuwen, his heart full of entanglement and reluctance. He whispered, "Song Shuwen, you are not a bad person, so I will not let you suffer too much."

Song Shuwen had no expression on his face, but said coldly, "I have already said it, whatever."

Gu Nan took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his hand, one hand tightly pinched Song Shuwen's neck, and the other hand covered his mouth.

Song Shuwen did not struggle, but quietly waited for death to come.

Gu Nan's hand trembled slightly, he could feel Song Shuwen's life slipping away bit by bit.

After a while, Gu Nan let go of his hand, probed Song Shuwen's breath, and confirmed that he was dead.

Gu Nan carried Song Shuwen's body on his back and walked out with heavy steps.

He walked a long way before finding a suitable place to gently put Song Shuwen's body down.

Gu Nan stood there, silently looking at Song Shuwen's body, with a lot of emotion in his heart.

He sighed and turned away, leaving only Song Shuwen's body in the wilderness, gradually forgotten.

Gu Nan returned to Song Lao Da's residence with a tired look, bowed his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The matter has been completed."

Song Lao Da nodded expressionlessly, then waved his hand, signaling Gu Nan to leave.

Gu Nan just turned around and prepared to leave when Song Dabao hurried over.

Song Dabao had a sad face, a white cloth on his head, and walked to Song Lao Da with staggering steps, saying in a trembling voice: "Brother, mother has passed away."

Hearing this, Song Lao Da's body shook violently, and the sadness on his face spread instantly.

His eyes became empty, his lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, Song Lao Da slowly closed his eyes, and a line of clear tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

He waved his hand weakly, asking Song Dabao and Gu Nan to leave.

The room suddenly fell into a dead silence. Song Lao Da was immersed in sadness alone, recalling every bit of his mother, his heart full of regret and pain.

After a while, Song Dabao walked into the room again, his face still full of grief.

He walked to Song Lao Da and whispered, "Brother, come back with me quickly to handle mother's funeral."

Song Lao Da slowly opened his eyes, revealing endless sadness in his eyes.

He nodded slightly, stood up, and left with his brother.

Song Lao Da's steps were heavy and slow, and every step seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight.

His heart was full of guilt and regret, feeling that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a son and failed to let his mother enjoy her old age.

Song Dabao walked aside, looking at his brother from time to time, and his heart was also full of grief.

He knew that at this time, they must be strong and handle the funeral for their mother so that her mother could leave in peace.

Xi Yu sat in front of the window, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of confusion and thinking.

His fingers tapped the tabletop lightly, making a rhythmic sound, as if telling of his inner uneasiness.

He thought of the letter he received that day again, and the content of the letter was like a huge rock, pressing on his heart.

Someone in the letter wrongly accused Ouyang Linlin, which made him very confused.

In order to find out the truth, he has been trying to investigate recently, but he has no clue.

He even checked all the former business competitors of the Ouyang family, but found that they had nothing to do with this matter.

This made him even more confused, and his doubts became deeper and deeper.

"Who is wronging Linlin? What is their purpose?" Xi Yu murmured to himself.

Wenxuan hummed a light tune and rode his bicycle quickly on the path.

The sun shone on her face and the breeze blew through her hair. She felt the long-lost freedom and happiness.

It had been a long time since she had gone out to play. At this moment, she was like a bird breaking free from its cage, enjoying the beauty of nature to its fullest.

She came to a small bridge and was about to cross the bridge when she suddenly saw a man pushing a wooden cart slowly.

There were many wine jars placed on the wooden cart. As the cart rocked, the wine jars made a slight collision sound.

However, when she saw the man's face clearly, she couldn't help but froze. This man is actually Hu Lin!

Hu Lin also saw Wenxuan, and his face immediately showed a look of joy.

His eyes were as bright as stars.

He stopped, looked at Wenxuan with a smile, and said, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

Wenxuan's eyes widened with confusion on his face.

She never expected that Hu Lin would appear here.

Hu Lin looked at Wenxuan, his eyes full of sincerity, and slowly told the truth: "Wenxuan, I have always liked you in my heart. So I want to stay in Youzhou and hope to have the opportunity to see you in the future."

Although Youzhou has a transit system, you can apply for permanent residence if you stay here as a worker. "

Wenxuan was not moved at all after hearing Hu Lin's words.

Her face turned cold, and there was a hint of disgust in her eyes.

"I don't like you, so give up. Your willingness to work here has nothing to do with me, but please don't harass me."

Hu Lin's face showed a look of disappointment. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

He looked at Wenxuan silently, his heart full of bitterness.

He knew that his feelings might not be reciprocated, but he still couldn't help but want to get close to Wenxuan.

However, Wenxuan's attitude made him feel extremely lost and sad.

Wenxuan climbed onto the bicycle without hesitation, and with a push of his foot, the wheels began to spin rapidly.

She drove on without looking back, leaving Hurin alone.

Hu Lin looked at Wenxuan's leaving figure and felt a strong impulse in his heart.

He really wanted to rush up and catch Wenxuan, then hug her tightly and force her to listen to him pour out his love.

But this thought only flashed through his mind, and he immediately woke up.

He knew that if he really did this, it would only make Wenxuan hate him even more.

Hu Lin lowered his hands helplessly, his eyes full of loss and pain.

He could only watch in silence as Wenxuan's figure became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared from his sight.

His heart seemed to become empty with Wenxuan's departure.

Hu Lin stood there, motionless for a long time, like a statue.

Wenxuan's face kept popping up in his mind. That beautiful face and clear eyes made him unforgettable.

He knew that his feelings for Wenxuan were deeply rooted in his heart and could not be easily erased.

Wenxuan rode his bicycle forward and had already gone a long way. Suddenly, Hu Lin's voice came from behind. The voice floated in the wind and reached her ears clearly.

"No matter what happens, I will always love you!"

After Wenxuan heard this, he felt even more disgusted.

She frowned and rode faster, as if she wanted to escape Hurin's voice as quickly as possible.

Her mood became worse, and Hu Lin's original good mood was no longer disturbed at all.

Wenxuan continued riding until he came to a willow tree.

She stopped her bike, leaned against the willow tree, and sighed deeply.

She looked at the scenery around her, but her heart was full of irritation.

Hu Lin's confession made her feel extremely troubled. She didn't know how to get rid of this man's entanglement.

The breeze blew gently and the willow branches swayed, as if comforting Wenxuan.

She closed her eyes and tried to calm down. She told herself that she couldn't ruin her good mood because of Hu Lin.

She wanted to regain the joy of playing and forget Hu Lin's existence.

Hu Lin returned to the store in despair, his heart and eyes filled with Wenxuan's decisive back and cold words. He was immersed in depression and couldn't extricate himself.

The scene of meeting Wenxuan kept reappearing in his mind, and the pain in his heart became more intense.

In a daze, Hu Lin accidentally knocked over a wine vat.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the wine jar fell to the ground and fell into pieces.

The old man who owned the shop heard the sound and walked over quickly.

When he saw the debris on the floor and the wine spilled on the floor, he suddenly became furious.

"You kid, what are you doing? You're so careless! Don't you know how valuable this wine jar is?" The old man, the owner of the shop, glared angrily and shouted insults at Hu Lin.

Hu Lin stood there blankly, letting the old man innkeeper scold him. His heart was full of guilt and self-blame.

He knew he had made a mistake, but was in no mood to explain or apologize.

He just silently endured the insults from the old shopkeeper, but the pain in his heart did not ease at all.

The old man who owned the shop was still angry, and then said angrily: "The money for this wine vat will be deducted from your salary!"

Hu Lin lowered his head, with a look of helplessness on his face. He did not resist, because he knew in his heart that he was indeed responsible. "I know, I will work hard and make up for my mistakes." Hu Lin's voice was low and hoarse.

The old shopkeeper snorted and turned away, leaving Hu Lin standing there alone, filled with regret and helplessness.

Hu Lin stood there for a long time, then slowly squatted down and began to collect the pieces of the wine jar on the ground.

His movements were mechanical and slow, as if he had lost his soul. Every time he picked up a piece of debris, his heart seemed to be stung. This was not only the breaking of the wine vat, but also the breaking of the love that had just sprouted in his heart.

After picking up the pieces, Hu Lin silently returned to his job and continued the heavy work.

Another night passed, the sunset on the horizon gradually dissipated, and night fell quietly.

Wenxuan rode his bicycle and slowly returned to Youzhou College.

Along the way, the road was smooth and smooth, and nothing else happened.

The breeze blew gently across her face, but it couldn't calm the irritability in her heart.

When Dongfang Hong saw Wenxuan's ugly face, she felt worried.

He walked quickly to Wenxuan and asked with concern: "Wenxuan, what happened? Why do you look so bad?"

After hearing Dongfang Hong's words, Wenxuan's anger was suddenly ignited.

She said angrily: "You men are not good things!" After saying that, she returned to the office without looking back.

Dongfanghong was confused by Wenxuan's words. He stood there and stared blankly at Wenxuan's leaving figure.

He didn't understand what he had done wrong and why Wenxuan was so angry. He scratched his head, his heart filled with doubts and helplessness.

Dongfang Hong wanted to chase Wenxuan and ask what happened, but he was afraid that Wenxuan was angry and going by himself would only make her angrier.

The next morning, the sun shines through the windows on the corridor, casting a soft halo.

After a night of calm, the anger in Wenxuan's heart gradually dissipated.

She took a deep breath and took the initiative to come to Dongfanghong's office.

Wenxuan lowered his head slightly, with a hint of apology on his face, and said softly: "My attitude was a bit rude yesterday, I'm sorry."

Dongfang Hong was sorting the documents on the table. When he heard Wenxuan's words, he suddenly raised his head, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He immediately put down his work and walked quickly to Wenxuan.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Wenxuan, I'm very happy if you can talk to me. Even if you reprimand me, it doesn't matter."

Dongfanghong said with a smile, her face full of joy.

Wenxuan rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "You're such a bitch." Dongfang Hong didn't care at all and still looked at Wenxuan with a smile.

Dongfang Hong looked at Wenxuan, her eyes full of curiosity, and asked again: "Then why are you angry? You can tell me now."

Wenxuan frowned slightly, sighed softly, and then slowly opened his mouth to tell the story about someone pestering him.

"There is a man named Hu Lin who has been pestering me. I ran into him again when I went out to play yesterday. I am really annoyed..." Wenxuan said with a look of boredom on his face.

However, when telling Dongfanghong, Wenxuan seemed to have a proud emotion deep in his heart, and a proud emotion was quietly surging.

Although she didn't like Hu Lin, being pursued by someone satisfied her vanity to a certain extent.

She straightened up unconsciously, with a trace of imperceptible pride in her eyes.

Dongfang Hong's smile instantly froze on her face, and a hint of imperceptible loss flashed in her eyes.

He listened to Wenxuan's words quietly, feeling an indescribable sadness in his heart.

Although he had always known that Wenxuan didn't like him, when he heard that someone liked Wenxuan so persistently, he felt as if his heart had been drained out.

A sense of powerlessness and frustration came over him, and his eyes became dim.

Dongfang Hong looked at Wenxuan and forced a smile.

"Then you must handle this matter well and don't let yourself be troubled."

Wenxuan looked at Dongfanghong with a firm look in his eyes that he would handle the matter well.

Upon seeing this, Dongfanghong quickly changed the topic, trying to ease the somewhat heavy atmosphere.

"I also want to take the time to visit Xi Yu to comfort him in the pain of losing his son." Dongfang Hong said softly, with a look of concern on his face.

Wenxuan nodded, turned and left.

At night, the night is dark and starry.

Dongfanghong took time out to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The door of the Prime Minister's Mansion was closed, and the lantern at the door emitted a soft light.

Dongfanghong stepped forward.

"Please let me know, I am Dongfanghong, here to visit Mr. Xiyu." Dongfanghong said politely.

The servant nodded, turned around and went in to report.

Not long after, the servant came back and led Dongfang Hong into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was brightly lit, but there was an aura of sadness permeating it.

Dongfang Hong came to Xi Yu's study and saw Xi Yu sitting at the desk.

Dongfang Hong's heart tightened, and she walked forward quickly and said softly: "Xi Yu, let me see you."

Xi Yu raised his head and smiled when he saw Dongfang Hong.

Dongfang Hong sat down opposite Xi Yu and looked at him with sympathy in her heart.

He knew that the pain of losing his son was a huge blow to Xiyu, and at this time, he needed someone to accompany and comfort him.

"Xiyu, you have to take care of yourself. I believe that time will slowly heal all the pain." Dongfanghong said softly.

Xiyu nodded slightly.

"I know, but this pain is really unbearable."

The two were silent for a while, and Dongfanghong said some comforting words again, trying to make Xiyu feel better.

Finally, Dongfanghong stood up and said goodbye.

Dongfanghong walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion slowly, and the cool breeze at night gently brushed his face.

As he walked, he recalled the meeting with Xiyu just now, and always felt a little strange.

Xiyu's reaction seemed too calm. Facing the pain of losing his son, although his face was haggard and his voice was hoarse, he did not show the kind of heart-wrenching grief. (End of this chapter)