Chapter 1190 Uncle Li

The old man almost felt suffocated and drowning.

The corners of his eyes suddenly turned red and felt slightly hot.

This made his eyes appear even more ferocious.

Naturally, everyone who was paying attention to the old man soon discovered his abnormality.

Following the old man's gaze, Uncle Zhang suddenly realized, "Uncle Li, do you still remember that it was Xiao Xiao who rescued you?"

Although the old man looked a little strange, and didn't seem very excited to see his savior, Uncle Zhang ignored this difference.

The old man just woke up, so it's normal for his expression to be a little stiff.

"Come here, Uncle Li, let me introduce you, this is Xiao Xiao."

"My nephew's college classmate."

"He is also a top student at Yanda University."

"Before you jumped into the sea, we couldn't find you, but this child found you in no time."

"You were already unconscious at that time."

"I thought you didn't know who saved you."

"Fortunately, Xiao Xiao discovered you early, otherwise..."

Uncle Zhang didn't continue speaking, but everyone understood what he had not said.

Otherwise, Uncle Li would have died in the sea at that time.

Although he was rescued, Uncle Li ultimately suffered the same fate.

But at least, I won't die alone.

So many people came to see him.

He can also be with his family in his final moments and close his eyes with his family by his side.

"Are you the one who saved Lao Li?"

The woman said, "Thank you, young man."

"Cough cough~"

The old man suddenly started coughing violently again.

He seemed to want to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he choked.

For a moment, his face turned red with pain.

"Old Li!"

The woman quickly reached out and patted the old man's back, "Are you okay?"

She helped the old man to calm down, with a worried look on her face.

It took a while for the old man to catch his breath.

The woman held up the old man's head and said, "Come on, Lao Li, drink some water."

"Drink slowly."

After all this trouble, Uncle Li's face looked even worse.

The unnatural redness at the corners of the eyes and cheeks seemed like a last burst of light.

There is no vitality at all.

The listless aura around him even revealed a hint of death.

He looked as if he was about to die.

"Uncle Li, you should have a good rest."

Uncle Zhang frowned, then smiled and said, "The New Year is coming soon, so I wish you good health, a long life, and a happy New Year in advance."

"Come to our house to eat dumplings then."

“Everyone who has eaten our dumplings says they are delicious.”

Uncle Li's eyes were a bit dull, as if out of focus.

I don’t know if he listened to Uncle Zhang’s words.

"Then Uncle Li, we'll leave first."

"I'll see you next time."

Uncle Zhang didn't mind the old woman's lack of reaction. He nodded to the woman and turned to walk towards the door.

This time the woman did not follow to see the guest off.

The old man finally woke up, but it was obviously unsafe to leave him alone in the house in this state.

She stood beside the bed and waved to Uncle Zhang and the others, "Thank you for coming to see Lao Li."

"Be careful on your way back."

"Goodbye."

Xiao Xiao was at the end again.

The slight tug at the corner of his clothes made him stop and turn around.

The back of his hand was as skinny as old tree bark, with jagged joints and wrinkled skin sticking to it.

The bend of the fingers is stiff and unnatural.

Because of the force, crisscrossing blue veins of varying thickness emerged, making him look even more hideous.

Xiao Xiao looked at the old man.

The old man also raised his eyes and stared at Xiao Xiao.

Open your mouth to speak.

But it only made a hoarse "hehe" sound.

The old man touched his throat.

The woman comforted the old man, "You just woke up, don't force yourself to speak."

"You are still very weak. Wait until you feel better before thanking this young man."

The woman thought the old man wanted to express his gratitude to Xiao Xiao. Others thought so too.

"Uncle Li, don't be so polite."

"You should take good care of yourself first."

"We'll talk about the rest later."

Uncle Zhang advised.

"Yes, Uncle Li, your voice is still hoarse now, don't force yourself to speak."

My aunt also gave some advice.

The old man tried his best to shout a few times.

"Ah, ah"

The voice was so hoarse and almost silent.

The old man wanted to vent, but it only made him more depressed.

Finally, the old man was completely depressed.

The irritability and depression in his heart turned into deep bitterness, which seeped into his limbs, blood, and bone marrow.

He couldn't help but grab the clothes on his chest and breathe heavily.

"Old Li."

The woman patted the old man's back and reached for the cup of water.

"Come, drink some more water."

"It will make your throat feel better."

The old man drank the water somewhat eagerly.

Water flowed out from the corners of the old man's mouth.

The woman hurriedly took a tissue and wiped away the drops of water that were about to drip down the old man's chin.

"Old Li, drink slowly."

"Be careful of choking."

The old man ignored the woman's words.

He almost wolfed down a glass of water.

Then he looked at Xiao Xiao again.

He opened his mouth and quickly closed it again.

There was a faint light in his cloudy eyes.

Xiao Xiao looked straight into the old man's blank gaze.

The glimmer in that gaze caused a ripple to pass through his eyes.

fleeting.

He shook his head.

I could clearly see that the glimmer of light in the old man's eyes, which was like the embers of a flame, suddenly dimmed.

Then, it disappeared completely.

Xiao Xiao turned around and followed the others as they left.

I heard the words behind me.

"Old Li, don't be so disappointed."

"You're going to be fine."

"Then we will go together to thank your savior."

Xiao Xiao shook his head slightly.

The old man had not given up yet and was still seeking hope from him.

Unfortunately, scutellaria is not a panacea.

He is not God either.

There was nothing he could do to save a life that had already reached its end.

Birth, aging, illness and death are inevitable for human beings
I wonder if he can transcend?

These words suddenly flashed through his mind and he was stunned.

Then, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
How about transcendence?

So what if I’m not detached?

He just wants to live his life as he pleases.

It was not until they walked out of the inpatient building that the somewhat stagnant atmosphere among everyone began to ease.

"Hey~"

Aunt sighed, "Uncle Li's look."

She didn't say the rest.

The sympathy on her face made it clear what she wanted to express.

"But his young wife seems to be a good one."

"He doesn't look as snobbish as the rumors say."

"You just saw it. She took good care of Mr. Li and was very patient."

"Maybe she thinks that there are only a few days left, and in order to prevent any unexpected events, such as the old man not giving her the inheritance, she is so attentive."

Zhuge Yun muttered in a low voice.

"Second brother."

Zhao Luzheng, who heard every word, twitched his lips and said, "You are really dark."

(End of this chapter)