Everything flies back, the cold wind is like a knife.
Zuo Mengeng didn't care, he just pushed the horse with all his strength, just to go faster, even faster.
Beside him, Zuo Rong, Zuo Gui, Zuo Shi, Zuo Dai and Zuo Yong were all in a normal mood.
All of them had sad faces, bloodshot eyes, and could not control themselves.
From Jinan to Xuzhou, several people ran without sleep for a day and a night, but they still felt that it was too slow.
When we got to the place, we didn’t waste any time.
Zuo Mengeng rushed straight into the hospital. When others came to meet him, he threw away the reins and rushed in with large strides.
The hospital was already crowded with people, and the crowds were so crowded. It was hard to tell who was who for a while, but everyone was so sad that they couldn't stop crying.
Seeing Zuo Mengeng's arrival, everyone unexpectedly found their backbone, their eyes eager and expectant.
Zuo Mengeng was in a daze, and under the protection of Zuo Rong and others, he passed through the crowd and entered inside.
The number of people here is slightly smaller, but the atmosphere is heavier and more depressing.
"Your Highness, Mr. Zuo..."
Qi Biaojia wanted to report the situation, but couldn't bear to say anything. He turned his face to one side for fear of irritating Zuo Mengeng.
Zuo Mengeng took a long breath and tried to keep himself calm.
"How could this be? The third child has always been very cautious."
"No one thought that King Zhou's youngest son had hidden a musket and could shoot so accurately. We have cut him into pieces, but Minister Zuo..."
Zheng Jiada, director of the Lianghuai Department of the Ministry of Intelligence, blamed himself so much that he was too embarrassed to face Zuo Mengeng.
The intelligence personnel around him were heartbroken because they failed to protect Zuo Fu.
During the chaos, the ward inside opened and a group of doctors filed out.
Zuo Mengeng's heart jumped into his throat. He looked over carefully, almost on the verge of collapse.
It's not that the leading doctor didn't see his appearance, but as a professional, he could only proceed from the facts.
"Your Highness, I'm sorry. We have limited talents and insufficient skills, so we can't save Minister Zuo..."
Zuo Mengeng's vision went dark and he fell backwards.
Fu Xinyuan and others were startled and hurriedly supported them.
Zuo Shi broke out and grabbed the doctor's collar.
"Bastard! Third brother has great martial arts skills, a strong body, and good fortune. How is that possible? If you can't save third brother, I will..."
"presumptuous!"
Zuo Rong shouted loudly and drove Zuo Shi away with his hands. Although his eyes were filled with tears and his whole body was shaking, he still tried hard to stay calm.
"I'm really sorry, my brother..."
Zuo Gui, Zuo Dai, and Zuo Yong had already burst into tears, not knowing how to face this separation of life and death.
Of course the doctor understood their feelings and did not feel dissatisfied. They felt the same grief.
"Minister Zuo's time is running out. He has something he wants to say to His Highness."
Zuo Mengeng's fainting over there was just for a moment, and he had woken up at this time. Hearing this, he walked alone into the ward.
Zuo Rong and others wanted to follow, but were stopped by the doctor.
"Minister Zuo said that separation is the saddest thing in the world when brothers see each other. He can't bear your sadness, so please stop."
The Zuo brothers cried even louder, and they could only watch Zuo Mengeng enter the ward alone.
Zuo Mengeng was in a daze and didn't know how he walked in.
The ward was filled with dazzling paleness, giving people an unreal sense of fear.
On the hospital bed in the middle, a weak figure was lying quietly. It was obvious that he was trying his best. He opened his eyes and watched Zuo Mengeng approach.
"Young Master..."
Zuo Mengeng sniffed and gently sat in front of the hospital bed. Holding Zuo Fu's hand that had no warmth, he felt sad for a moment.
"Be patient, I will find the best doctor in the world for you, and he will definitely be able to cure you."
Compared with him, Zuo Fu could still laugh even though he was very weak.
"Master, don't bother. I have to... I have to go where I should go..."
Zuo Mengeng kept shaking his head.
"You are not allowed to go anywhere, you must live well for me. Do you want Uncle Kuan to send the white-haired person to the black-haired person?"
His words aroused Zuo Fu's nostalgia, but soon, Zuo Fu's expression became determined again.
He held Zuo Mengeng's hand with extra strength.
"I...I'm alive, young master...what should young master do?"
Zuo Mengeng was stunned, his expression froze, and he understood everything in an instant.
"What are you thinking about? Why do you need to do this? What do you think...your young master is?"
Facing Zuo Mengeng's scolding, Zuo Fu always smiled.
"Young Master...Young Master has the world in mind, and the people are all counting on Young Master to save you. Young Master...you can't make any mistakes!"
Zuo Mengeng's heart felt cold, and he finally understood Zuo Fu's painstaking efforts. But just because he understood it, the severe pain in his internal organs became even more unbearable.
He couldn't say a word, but tears poured down his face. Watching Zuo Fu fulfill all his wishes, he slowly closed his eyes with a satisfied smile.
Zuo Fu's weak breathing became slower and slower, became lighter and lighter, and finally became silent.
In the quiet ward, Zuo Mengeng lost all his energy and sat silently, unable to stop the tears from flowing.
Outside the ward, people gathered. Everyone was eagerly looking forward to getting the news inside.
But without Zuo Mengeng's order, no one dared to act rashly.
Time passed minute by minute, and finally an hour, two hours, nothing changed.
"No, I want to go in and have a look."
Zuo Shi was furious and was about to break into the ward, but was blocked by Zuo Rong, Zuo Gui and Zuo Yong.
"Just be patient. If you dare to mess around again, let's see if I can slap you?"
Facing the eldest brother Zuo Rong, Zuo Shi was helpless and cried even harder.
Just at this moment, someone broke in.
"Third brother! How is third brother? Who the hell hurt my third brother? I'm not done with him..."
Everyone looked around and saw that Zuo Xiang's fat body was huffing and puffing, panting heavily, and covered with steaming sweat.
Zuo Shi's anger, which had nowhere to vent, finally found its target.
"Why did you come here? Do you still have the third brother in your heart?"
A flash of anger flashed across Zuo Xiang's face, and then disappeared.
"I rushed here as soon as I heard the news, but how can I compare to you? I can't get up as fast as I want!"
The big guy looked at his fat body, and for some reason only felt the slightest disgust.
Zuo Xiang was not in the mood to argue with them, so he stepped aside and Xu Ruolin's figure appeared.
Seeing Princess Wen coming, everyone couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
At this moment, only Xu Ruolin can make Zuo Mengeng settle down, right?
"I'll go in and take a look."
If others say this, it won't work. But Xu Ruolin is everyone's only hope.
Zuo Mengeng hadn't moved for a long time.
His heart was empty, without any thoughts. It wasn't until a pair of warm and smooth hands wiped away the tears on his face that he was touched.
"When the third child sees you like this, he won't be able to feel at ease even if he goes to heaven."
Zuo Mengeng murmured to himself.
"It's all because of me. The third child shouldn't be like this."
Although Xu Ruolin didn't know what happened, she understood Zuo Mengeng's mood.
"You have to bear the weight of the world, and naturally someone has to bear it for you. How can you give up on yourself and hurt yourself when you know how hard Lao San has worked so hard?"
Zuo Mengeng slowly raised his head, met his wife's starry eyes, and finally felt a touch of warmth in his cold heart.