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The thief's dagger stabbed at Shi Lei's stomach again and again, but Shi Lei seemed to have no senses of it, he tightly grabbed onto the thief's left hand and broke the thief's tightly clenched fist.

Shi Lei snatched the jade pendant away.

The thief ran away!

Chen Yurou rushed over, looking at Shi Lei who was lying on the ground, he was at a loss of what to do. He used his hands to cover the wound on Shi Lei's stomach, wanting to help him stop the bleeding.

Shi Lei felt his body becoming lighter, as if he was going to float.

"Don't die, don't die! I won't let you die!" Chen Yurou shouted as her tears rolled down. It had been half a year, and she had seen Shi Lei's performance. Although she still had some hatred towards Shi Lei, but seeing that he was about to die, Chen Yurou felt like her heart was about to break.

Shi Lei looked at the helpless Chen Yurou and smiled.

This was the first time in the past eight years that Shi Lei had laughed in such a relaxed and carefree manner!

Old Master Chen, you died for me that year, but now I've died for your daughter.

I finally paid you back what I owed you.

I'm free!

Shi Lei heaved a sigh of relief and slowly closed his eyes.

No one realized that an image that was exactly the same as Shi Lei started to float from Shi Lei's body, and floated higher and higher. At the same time, the jade pendant in Shi Lei's hand that was tightly clenched, started to emit a faint golden light.

The shadow that floated out seemed to be attracted by something. It was attracted to the faint golden light, and the golden light soon disappeared.

In the middle of the air, Shi Lei was standing in front of a white-haired old man, at a loss of what to do.

"You … Who are you? "Where is this place?" Shi Lei asked nervously.

"I am a strand of soul consciousness that the Chen Ancestor left in the jade pendant. Shi Lei, in order to repay your kindness with Chen Family, if you marry into my Chen Family, you can already be considered as the heir to my Chen Family."

The white-haired old man looked at Shi Lei and nodded his head in satisfaction, "Eight years of suffering. I shall impart to you this art of profound medicine, and let you re-establish the prestige of my Chen Family. "

"Bear in mind that you have inherited my skills, and are able to help the world through overflowing cultivation. This is for the benefit of all!"

With that, the white-haired old man transformed into countless points of light and rushed into the center of Shi Lei's brows.

Shi Lei felt as though his head was about to explode, his vision going black.

Three hours later, in the hospital ward of Nanyang City.

Chen Yurou who was dressed in a white gown stood outside the room and looked at Shi Lei who was lying unconscious on the bed.

Even though he had been severely injured and lost consciousness, Shi Lei still held onto the jade pendant tightly. Even when he was trying to save her, the doctor was unable to take out the jade pendant from his hand.

Chen Yurou's mind was in a mess. She had gone out to buy something during the afternoon break, but something like this had actually happened.

Didn't she always look forward to this man, whom she had hated and abused for eight years, to die a horrible death?

Why did he feel so helpless and sad now that he was really going to die?

Chen Yurou calmed her complicated feelings and turned to walk towards the clinic.

The nurse who passed by looked at Chen Yurou's back and pouted, "Tsk, your husband is actually a trash picker, what are you pretending for."

Originally, the hospital's colleagues only knew that Chen Yurou had gotten married, but no one knew what her husband did.

His colleagues at the hospital were all shocked. No one would have thought that Chen Yurou's husband was actually a garbage collector.

A few minutes after Chen Yurou left, Shi Lei's pale face was tightly squeezed together, as though he was suffering from a great pain. Suddenly, Shi Lei sat up abruptly, opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

Shi Lei gasped for breath, his hand pressed onto a few acupuncture points above his head, he rubbed them mysteriously, and the dizziness immediately disappeared.

The white-haired old man and the incomparably mysterious way of medicine kept appearing in Shi Lei's mind.

So it turned out that everything that had happened in the void was actually true.

Shi Lei understood that he and Chen Family could no longer be separated. Protecting Chen Family was the Chen Ancestor's last wish and also his mission.

That strand of soul remembrance contained all of Chen Ancestor's experiences in life. Shi Lei felt as if he was watching Chen Ancestor grow stronger step by step from being weak to becoming strong, until he could see the peak of a small mountain.

Shi Lei realized that his current state of mind was completely different from before.

The wound on his abdomen had already been healed by the Mysterious Medical Arts while undergoing the inheritance process.

Not only that, Shi Lei could feel that his body had become different, full of power, and even more graceful.

Shi Lei got off the bed and walked out of the ward with firm steps.

What Chen Ancestor can do, I can do as well.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" The sound of noisy footsteps came from behind him. Shi Lei immediately stood to the side as many medical personnel rushed over with a sickbed.

Shi Lei glanced at the old man on the sickbed, and his eyes involuntarily narrowed.

The red light in the emergency room lit up, including the head of the hospital and the doctors from the related departments. They surrounded the square-faced middle-aged man and anxiously waited outside the operation room.

Shi Lei was wearing his hospital gown as he stood not far away. Listening to the discussions of the others, he finally understood what was going on.

The one who was pushed into the emergency room was Elder Wu, the father of Nanyang City's richest man, Wu Zhentian. Half an hour ago, he suddenly fell down and fainted.

The square-faced middle aged man in the crowd was Wu Zhentian.

"Mr. Wu, don't worry. Dr. Liu is Dr. Liuyang. With him around, there won't be a problem." Vice-President Wang comforted the anxious Wu Zhenhai.

The dean was not present. Now that such a huge incident had occurred, he, as the Vice-President, could only brace himself and face it head on.

Wu Zhentian nodded and did not say a word.

Twenty minutes later, the emergency room door opened and Dr. Liu walked out with a gloomy expression.

"Dr. Liu, how is my father?" Hao Zhentian grabbed onto Doctor Liu's hand as he asked anxiously.

"Mr. Wu, I'm sorry, we …" We've done our best, "

Before Doctor Liu could finish speaking, Wu Zhentian pushed him aside and rushed into the operation room anxiously.

Wang Vice-President's body shook and he almost fell to the ground.

If the Elder Wu failed to save them, they could not bear the responsibility.

It was not just because Wu Zhentian was the richest man in Nanyang, but more importantly, the identity of the Elder Wu s were something that must not be missed.

"Principal, I have tried my best. When Elder Wu arrived at the hospital, I had already... It's already dead. " Doctor Liu looked at Vice-President Wang's pale face and explained softly.

"Dad …" A sorrowful voice came from the emergency room.

Wu Zhentian knelt in front of Elder Wu's bed and cried loudly.

Wang Vice-President and the rest stood there at a loss of what to do. After looking at each other, they sighed.

"Enough, stop crying. If this continues, this old man will really die." Shi Lei said as he walked to the side of the sickbed and pressed his finger on Elder Wu's wrist.