The metaphysics milk stick, he took the president to become rich overnight

In the hospital, Jin Youxin was lying on the bed very peacefully with his eyes closed.

The doctors did not put a breathing mask on him or put any tubes in him because he was dead in the eyes of all the doctors.

Only Yuehan emphasized that he still has one breath, one last breath, and cannot announce his death, because he is still waiting to see his lover and his family for the last time.

"I haven't said goodbye yet, how could I let him die."

Yue Han sat on the edge of the bed, raising his hand and gently stroking Jin Youxin's silvery white hair. Although he was still smiling as before, it was more embarrassing than crying, "Obviously I made an agreement with him, and I will find a way to make him live longer." A longer method, clearly agreed upon..."

"Hanhan..." Wei Mingyang stood beside him and pulled him into his arms, "This is not your fault, don't blame yourself."

"I just miss him, he's still so young." Tears flowed from the corners of Yue Han's eyes, and finally fell on the quilt, forming a puddle of water soon, "I don't know how to tell Wei Yan about this after this, neither Dare to tell the old man..."

"Younian already knows. He will pick a suitable time to tell Grandpa. He also said that there may be a turning point."

"There is only one breath left... Is it still possible, can there be a turning point?"

At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.

The two looked back, and it was Wei Yan who came in covered in blood.

Even though doctors and nurses blocked him behind him, Wei Yan still supported his bleeding body and walked towards Jin Youxin step by step.

"This joke is not funny at all."

"Uncle..." Wei Mingyang stepped forward to support him, but Wei Yan pushed him away forcefully.

"Jin Youxin, get up now, I want to see you smirking at me, I want to see you pouting and complaining to me that I've been lying down for so long and didn't come to see you."

He trembled and walked a few steps, but because of lack of energy, he almost knelt on the ground.

Fortunately, Yuehan supported him and helped him to sit beside Jin Youxin's bed.

"Get up quick, it's no fun at all."

Wei Yan held Jin Youxin's hand tightly, put his cheek against his neck, gently rubbed against him, and kissed him, "The doctors said you were dead, but how could you die? You are Jin Youxin, with a rich family. Dagui’s life, you said you could live to be 60 years old, you said you would try to stay with me until 80 years old, but what about you now? You are only forty this year.”

"Uncle, don't be like this..."

"go out!"

"Uncle..."

"He just wants to stay with me now, just want to be with me." Wei Yan gently hugged him in his arms, leaning against his body, trying to transfer the heat from his body to him who was cold all over.

"Uncle..."

"Let's go, Mingyang, let's go out and guard."

Yue Han took Wei Mingyang's hand, took him and the doctors and nurses, and left the ward together, "Leaving them the last time is the best choice."

"They're all gone, stop acting, your acting is not good at all, not good..."

After everyone left, Wei Yan finally couldn't take it anymore and vomited blood.

Tears flowed down his cheeks, and he had never cried so helplessly, "We clearly agreed, you promised to accompany me until I was 80 years old, you never broke your promise, didn't you agree? ? Don't leave me alone, okay..."

"Okay..." A sudden low murmur stunned Wei Yan.

He looked down at Jin Youxin, but Jin Youxin also opened his eyes and looked at him, "The underworld doesn't seem to want to accept me now, so they called me back."

"Little Jin..."

"Why are you crying like this? It's so ugly, really." Jin Youxin held Wei Yan's face, leaned over and kissed his lips pityingly, tears also flowed down his cheeks, and finally merged with Wei Yan's, "It's really , so ugly..."