"I've seen a ghost!" I repeated the facts again, and as expected, I saw Yi Huiman also had a ghost expression on his face.

"Tell me, what did you see?" Jianyang quickly calmed down.

I looked at the ward through the window and said truthfully: "Soul-seeking messenger, holding your father's soul, looking at your father's body, uh..." I lowered my head and thought for a while, and then found a more appropriate adjective:

"Wait until he dies!"

"..." Jianyang's hands were like iron pliers, clamping down so hard that my shoulders were almost dislocated, and a cold light like a knife shot out of his eyes.

"Can you relax your hands?" I frowned, not wanting to fight back with violence.

Jianyang seemed to have made a lot of determination, because his hands loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again, and after going back and forth for a long time, he took a long breath: "You know, I actually don't want to believe this, but these days

Everything I have experienced makes me have to believe that I only ask you now, can you keep him?" He said, his eyes glanced at the ward, and his eyes contained a lot of unspeakable regret and self-blame.

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I looked at his regretful and self-blaming eyes and smiled: "Yes!"

Jianyang's eyes suddenly lit up: "Then..."

Before he finished speaking, I shook my head: "But I won't help you."

Jianyang's hands turned into iron pliers again: "Why?"

I put my hands on his tight arms, and with a little force, I was out of the scope of his iron grip: "It's very simple, why should I help you?"

Professor Chen quickly entered the ward. The values ​​on various instruments were constantly declining. Jianyang was anxious to follow him, but was pushed out by the nurse: "Family members, please wait outside."

"Dad!" There was a shrill roar. Jianyang's eyes were bloodshot and he murmured: "Don't let anything happen to you. Don't let anything happen to you."

Yi Huiman gently took Jianyang's head, who was kneeling on the ground and was close to collapse, in her arms: "Yang, it's okay, it will be okay."

Li Yang was almost dumbfounded, looking at the ward blankly, shaking her head repeatedly: "No, it's not like this, it shouldn't be like this."

I can no longer describe this scene with grief. I stood quietly watching, and the strange door stood quietly behind me. The open door seemed to be a mouth that would never be satisfied, no matter what.

No matter how much you eat, you can't get enough.

Someone grabbed her wrist suddenly, and Liyang's red eyes stared at me: "You have a way, right? Why don't you save him? Why? Do you know how painful it is for Jian Yang to be like this? What do you want him to do?

, what should I do?" How do you want him to accept the fact that he killed his father? Liyang swallowed back the second half of the sentence. She couldn't bear to say those few words.

I took her hand away, curled my lips, and said the same thing: "Why should I?"

Li Yang was stunned and murmured: "Why... why... why..."

Li Yang seemed to be stimulated. He was wandering in the corridor like a wandering spirit. As a result, he tripped over a human body barrier and the three of them rolled into a ball. Jianyang also regained his consciousness during this fall. He seemed to be watching

Like a savior, he rushed to me almost instantly: "Please, save him!"

"You asked the wrong person." I smiled: "Besides... it's time for him to go back. No one can escape. Those who should leave should leave. Even if they are forced to stay, it will only increase the pain.

The people who do it will not be happy either.”

I closed my eyes, and my grandpa's figure appeared in front of me. I can't forget his smiling face to this day. Over the years, I didn't dare to think about it, and I didn't dare to agree to go back to see him. I just ran away blindly. This is

People who shouldn't be left behind are forced to stay, and they have to bear the consequences.

"If it weren't for me, this wouldn't have happened. I'm willing to exchange my life for it." Jian Yang looked at me firmly: "Please promise me."

I shook my head, looked at the soul seeker and Jian's father standing behind Jian Yang, and smiled: "I can't help you with this."

Jian's father smiled happily. He touched his son's face, patted it gently, and sunk his palm into Jian Yang's cheek. His voice was soft and gentle: "Silly boy, dad doesn't blame you!"

Jian Yang seemed to feel something, and put his hand on his father's hand, but passed directly through it and applied it to his own cheek. He looked at me in shock: "My dad?"

I nodded, "Yes." Then I smiled faintly: "He said he doesn't blame you!" Seeing Jian's father's grateful look, I smiled again: "He is leaving, should you let him go on the road without worries?

Woolen cloth?"

"Yin Ning, you cold-blooded animal!" Yi Huiman glared at me: "I have never hated someone as much as I do now. Congratulations, you did it!"

"I will continue to work hard and will not disappoint your expectations, so..." I looked at the hand that the soul-seeker extended towards me, and looked at him in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"Do you want to see what's like inside the door?" The soul-seeking messenger was very calm.

"No!" I answered in one second without even thinking about it.

"Where did your curiosity go?" His rigid face and shrugged eyebrows looked extremely weird.

"Killed by a cat." I said, "Please!"

He sighed and pulled Jian's father into the door. At the same time, the patients in the ward also lost all vital signs. Their bodies gradually lost body temperature and were covered with white cloth by the doctor. Professor Chen walked out tiredly.

A look of regret: "I'm sorry, we tried our best."
Chapter completed!