Every injection, there will be black blood flow out, in the end, the flow out is not snow, but with the smell of black mucus, the smell is very pungent, people upstairs can smell very clearly.
"Shifu, what's this..." Zheng Yu was the closest. The smell of her mouth rushed into her mouth and made her vomit.
Zheng Yu's vomit tastes more pure and elegant than the things flowing out of Jiang Yuanyuan's legs.
Jiang Yuanyuan's whole life also began to calm down, much better than her struggle just now.
Jiang Nan didn't dare to speak. Although he didn't dislike his sister, the taste of it was so terrible and the scene was so amazing that he couldn't believe what he saw.
Knowing that Zhong Wentao is not an ordinary person, they did not expect that Zhong Wentao was such an extraordinary person.
Two hours later, when the black mucus no longer flowed from Jiang Yuanyuan's legs, Zhong Wentao was relieved. His silver needle had been half short because of the mucus corrosion, and looked rusty and pitiful.
Jiang Nan covered his mouth and said: "Zhong Wentao, as long as you cure my younger brother and sister, I will definitely make a lot of silver needles for you in the future. I will give you whatever you want and give you a lot of money. Please, I must save them."
"If you want me to save people, go to the side to get a bowl, and let out the blood from the fingertips of the five fingers of your right hand. One finger has ten drops, no more, no less."
Zhong Wentao coldly ordered: "you must do it yourself. Anyone who does it for you will make your younger brother and sister die. The kitchen is over there. Go ahead."
"I..." Jiang Nan's body trembled a little. He was not afraid of pain or bleeding. He was afraid that he could not count ten drops.
Seeing his thoughts, Zhou Zihan immediately came down: "I'll work with you. You can do it yourself. I'll check the number for you."
Stiff nod, thanks, Jiang Nan immediately went to the kitchen with Zhou Zihan.
But it took more than an hour for 50 drops of blood.
With his left hand, Jiang Nan carefully brought the bowl with blood. The wound on his right hand was still dripping blood, because when he cut his finger, he was too nervous, almost all of them were big wounds. He could not heal so quickly, so he put up with it.
Zhong Wentao takes the bowl over, takes out a small bottle from his pocket, sprinkles the gray powder on it, and the blood turns black immediately.
"What is this?" Jiang Nan couldn't help asking.
"This is your brother's ashes, Jiang Bei's." Zhong Wentao spoke directly without concealing anything.
"What?" Jiang Nan was surprised. How could Jiang Bei's ashes be here?
"I picked it up on the floor when he was burned to death in the first place, just to prevent any accident of your Jiang family and let him save you. Now is the time." Zhong Wentao said, "if you give this to Jiang Xi, he will live."
"Is it really that simple?" Jiang Nan didn't believe it.
What the third uncle said just now is very serious. It's so easy to get to Zhong Wentao.
His blood, Jiang Bei's ashes... He seems to understand.
Because they're brothers? Blood is thicker than water, so it can save people's lives?
If you don't explain to Jiang Nan, Jiang Xi can't wait outside.
Jiang Nan seriously went out, carefully came to Jiang Xi, and poured a bowl of black blood into his mouth. I don't know why, the man who had been in a coma all the time successfully blacked out the blood that night, and didn't leak a drop.
After drinking up, Jiang Xi opened his eyes and let Jiang Nan cry with joy.
However, Jiang Xi cried more than he did.
"Second brother, I really want to see old four. Is he coming? Did he forgive me? " Jiang Xi cried and asked. His whole body was as warm as being held by Jiang Bei.
Jiang Nan stopped talking and could do nothing but nod his head.
Looking at the blood on the ground gradually disappeared, Jiang Nan's whole talent was completely relieved.
The two brothers fell to the ground and kept this posture for a long time. No one spoke and they all missed a dead man silently.
Inside, Zheng Ji came out with a small bottle containing Jiang Bei's ashes in his hand.
Respectfully handed them, so that Jiang Nan was very moved.
"Second young master Jiang, my master said that Miss Jiang Yuanyuan will stay here for cultivation. Please leave, you two brothers. This is the ashes of fourth young master Jiang. Please keep them. If there is anything else, this ashes can save your life. We must cherish them!"
Then Zheng Ji put the ashes in Jiang Nan's hand.
Jiang Nan held his hand gently and did not dare to use any strength.
Jiang Xi didn't say anything. He just looked at Jiang Nan's fist and felt that his heart was very painful, which made his tears flow more.
Two people did not recover well, but because of Zhong Wentao's words quickly get up and leave, dare not have the slightest delay.
Zheng Ji shakes his head. He doesn't understand why Zhong Wentao wants them to leave. But since the master says so, he has to listen.
Inside, Jiang Yuanyuan is lying on Zhong Wentao's leg weakly. Zhong Wentao is still acupuncture for her. She looks like a master. She is very loose. Her breath has stabilized a lot. She looks very good.
"Master, what about those people upstairs?" Zheng Ji asked in a low voice.
"Don't worry about them. They will come to us if there is something. No one is allowed to tell us what happened here today. Do you understand?"
Zhong Wentao orders coldly. Zheng Ji immediately nods and takes a look upstairs. It's not so easy to keep those people quiet.
The only thing we can do is to keep them in the villa until it's over, so that people can leave.
Determined this idea, Zheng Ji immediately went up to discuss with Zheng Yu how to leave people in the villa, still quietly way.
Zhong Wentao is relieved of Zheng Ji. He is not worried that Zheng Ji will not be able to complete the task he assigned. On the contrary, he is more worried about Jiang Yuanyuan. Staying in Jiang's home will not do much good to Jiang Yuanyuan. Only by following him can he get the best care.
"Brother Zhong."
Jiang Yuanyuan woke up and whispered his name.
"What's the matter?" Zhong Wentao asked with a smile, making Jiang Yuanyuan's face a little red.
"Where's my brother?" She said, "did something happen, but why don't I remember it? If my third brother and second brother are here, I want to see them. "
"Silly girl, they go back to have a rest and come to see you in a few days. You don't want to be by my side all the time. From today on, you will live in the villa. If you have any problems, you can say it with poetic charm. Do you understand?" Zhong Wentao opens his mouth quietly. Bai Shiyun on the second floor clearly knows what identity Jiang Yuanyuan will live in. He just feels a little bitter and agrees to Zhong Wentao's decision from his heart.
Looking up, Zhong Wentao looks at Bai Shiyun and gives her a grateful smile. Bai Shiyun feels that everything is worth it.
After going to the innermost room on the first floor, Bai Minggang is still in a coma. His whole body has become a skeleton. The appearance of skin and bones is very frightening, but Bai Shiyun still hopes that he will not die. Even if he is like this, he can continue to live.
Zhong Wentao has said many times that he wants Bai Minggang to be euthanized. It's a great torture for Bai Minggang to live in this way. Bai Minggang has no way to talk about his pain, but Bai Shiyun just disagrees.
"Dad, do you think I'm selfish?" He reached out and touched Bai Minggang's face. His cheek was sunken, which could not be said to be a face.
There is only a slight breath in the nose, hanging the last breath.
This kind of pain, needless to say, she can imagine, just feel very unfilial.
"Dad, I'm not good. I'll let you out now. We'll continue to be father and daughter in the next life. I remember all the good things you did to me before. You... You're my good father."
Bai Shiyun said, taking out the needle that had been prepared in the drawer at the head of the bed, and injecting the liquid into it. Five minutes later, Bai Minggang lost his breath and died peacefully. I don't know why Bai Shiyun seemed to see him laughing, as if he was very satisfied with his own death.
Zhong Wentao came in from the outside and understood what she had done. He quietly hugged her from behind and gave her some support.
Bai Shiyun didn't speak. He just cried for a long time without stopping.
Three days later, Bai Shiyun went to the police station to declare Bai Minggang's death. Everyone helped him find a cemetery for Bai Minggang and held a small funeral to make Bai Minggang safe.
Kneeling in front of Bai Minggang's tombstone, she did not cry.
Behind him, Zhong Wentao is curious: "why do you choose to do this?"
No matter what he asked before, it didn't work, but this time Bai Shiyun took the initiative to do it, which made him not understand.
"I just don't want my father to hate me when he becomes a soul. I hope he is happy and not so miserable." I have to admit that it was the people of the Jiang family who made her change.
Jiang Xi killed his younger brother, but he was alive because of this younger brother. She suddenly understood that although the important relatives died, their spirits were still guarding them.
Having confirmed this, she felt that although Bai Minggang was dead, she was not dead at all.
With all this in mind, it will be less difficult to make this decision.
"Shiyun, you're doing well. Uncle will be happy." Zhong Wentao smiles and comforts Bai Shiyun. Bai Shiyun also closes her eyes, and tears fall down
Three days later, Zhong Wentao received a call from Wang Zhanhai. He was very surprised that the website also contacted him personally.
There is only one content in the phone, that is, Wang Rui has an accident!
Wang Zhanhai has only such a son. Since he can call, it's a very serious problem. He puts everything in his hand down, takes Li Hanyan and Cheng Yang to Songshi, and goes to Wang's villa to find them.
All the way to urge the driver to run, in front of Wang Zhanhai's villa, it turned out that Wang Rui was waiting for them. It seemed very normal, and there was no accident at all.