Chapter 700

Wang Xiaolu almost couldn't hold back, it was too much to go up and perform a full martial arts.

Later, she didn't have time to leave.

Lao Li and his life-and-death acquaintances fell asleep after chatting, with a smile on their faces all the time.

Wang Xiaolu was the first to notice something was wrong, she was very close to the bed, and was the first to see Uncle Li close his eyes.

Others saw it too, but they all thought that they closed their eyes and rested their minds when they were tired, and only listened with one ear.

Li Yan covered his father with the quilt carefully. He hadn't seen a smile on his father's face for a long time.

After Wang Xiaolu stepped forward to confirm, she felt a "thump" in her heart. She really didn't want to break the warm atmosphere in front of her.

Seeing Xiaolu, Wang Jie's expression suddenly changed, thinking that she was not feeling well.

"Xiaolu, what's wrong with you? Are you all right!"

"I……"

The two of them immediately became the focus of the ward, and Old Zhao said with a smile: "If you are tired, go and rest, you don't need to stay here with us old bones."

Wang Xiaolu sighed forcefully, closed his eyes and said, "Uncle Li is gone."

The ward was instantly quiet.

Li Yan even angrily reprimanded, "Stop talking nonsense." Father was chatting and laughing with Uncle Zhao just now, how could he have left.

Wang Xiaolu didn't take this sentence to heart, she walked up to her godfather worriedly, fearing that something might happen.

The old man was peeling an apple, and Lao Li liked apples the most.

Hearing Xiaolu's words, his hands trembled slightly, and the knife fell directly to the ground.

Xiaolu would not joke about such a big matter.

But Lao Li was still full of energy in front of him chatting with his brothers, why did he suddenly leave.

Li Yan refused to believe Xiaolu's words, and was always afraid in his heart.

He approached his father's bed and called out in a low voice, "Father, father, wake up, father."

Wang Xiaolu then saw that several uncles were all gathered around Uncle Li's hospital bed, and their smiling faces turned pale and sad.

The ward was instantly filled with sadness, and sad tears flowed silently.

Wang Xiaolu felt that it was necessary to inform Brother Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was meeting with an important client when the phone on the table rang.

When he saw the display above, he had a bad premonition in his heart. When Xiaolu was normal, he wouldn't call himself.

"Hey!"

"Brother Xiao Yi, Uncle Li is gone."

Xiao Yi took a deep breath, "When did it happen?"

"Just now, when I was chatting with Uncle Zhao and the others."

"Don't go anywhere, follow Uncle Wang closely, he is not in good health and needs someone to take care of him at any time."

Xiao Yi said this because everyone was too busy and ignored Xiaolu again.

"I see."

Wang Xiaolu was in a mess, she only hoped to see Brother Xiao Yi immediately.

The godfather fainted several times from grief, making Xiao Lu dare not leave even for a second.

Uncle Li's funeral was very simple, it was ordered by him before he died.

Except for the important members of the family and those who were present at the time in Canada, no one was notified.

According to the words of the old man, he has never been clean in his life, and when he dies, let him leave quietly.

At the funeral, Wang Xiaolu found Li Yan looking at him strangely several times.

She felt strange, and a thought that frightened her arose, could it be that Li Yan was blaming herself.

It was she who said Uncle Li was gone, so Li Yan resented himself in his heart.

No.

City A2 can't stay for long, he must leave as soon as possible, and Xiaolu follows his godfather almost every step of the way, so that the other party has no chance to attack.

(End of this chapter)

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