Chapter 661 You Can't Wait Any Longer!

Yun Yang is walking against the wind in the wind.

The wind fluttered, but it couldn't blow away the dullness in his heart.

"Whether my choice is right or wrong for today's matter, but at this time, how can I say anything?!"

"Perhaps it's a mistake not to be able to reciprocate love and hatred, but I hope that in the overall situation...my choice will be of many uses."

"After all, I am still from Yutang."

"Personal grievances, compared with the current state of the country, let's put it aside for a while. Brothers, will you blame me?"

"Hey, who are you, do I not know?! You are destined not to blame me!"

"But, I myself will blame myself!"

"Right and wrong, right and wrong decisions in this world, are so difficult, not related to simple standpoints, nor purely wise decisions, so helpless, so vain!"

Yun Yang let out a long sigh.

I have already made a choice, and I know that doing so is the most suitable choice for the current situation, but the depression in my heart continues unabated, and it is difficult to relieve and calm down.

The first goal is considered to have been abandoned; then, simply, finish all the backlog of things.

The wind howled.

Yun Yang quietly came to the mansion of old Marshal Qiu Jianhan.

It should be said that the Old Marshal Qiu's Mansion has been gloomy for a long time; Qiu Jianhan has not woken up.

Mrs. Qiu hired an unknown number of famous doctors, and almost all the royal doctors from the palace lived in Qiu's house; the countless rare medicinal herbs in the palace were almost emptied.

His Majesty the Emperor has an order: Whether you need it or not, move there first! What if in case you need it, but you don't come together temporarily to delay the work?

At all costs, save old Marshal Qiu! Even if you need my painstaking effort as a primer for medicine, just come and get it!

Who can save this old bastard, he will be promoted to three ranks, conferred on the Duke, and will be hereditary; even if he rebels, he will have a gold medal to avoid death!

The emperor's promise is not insignificant.

The imperial doctors were all trembling, like walking on thin ice, each of them showed their ability to suppress the bottom of the box, and everyone was desperate.

Even so, the imperial physicians were still scolded bloody by His Majesty the Emperor every day.

Let you come up with the best prescriptions you know, and use what you have learned in your chest. If the old marshal doesn't wake up, what can he do! ?

His Majesty the Emperor will come around once every three days. Once he comes, he will sigh for a long time, cry for a long time, and be silent for a long time, and then he will furiously scold the imperial doctors for a long time-he doesn't want to get angry, and he also knows that the imperial doctors really did their best. , there is really no way to do it.

But every time I see Qiu Jianhan looking like a living dead, I feel so uncomfortable that I want to kill him.

It was late at night.

Mrs. Qiu took good care of Mrs. Qiu in front of Marshal Qiu's bed.

Looking at Qiu Jianhan, who was unconscious as if he was in a deep sleep, the old lady sighed wistfully: "Old man Qiu, the old lady has been married to you all my life...how did I never realize that you are so important? Always hanging on, lest you won't come back, now that you're back, I can see you every day, but this heart is still hanging..."

While talking, the old lady suddenly laughed to herself: "What am I talking about, you are much happier than those soldiers who died in battle, even if you really can't wake up, I am content Yes, you are always in front of my eyes now..."

While muttering, suddenly the sound of the wind rang softly and thinly.

In front of the bed, a black shadow appeared like something out of nothing.

"Who is your Excellency? Why are you here?" The old lady was also a person who had seen big scenes. Although the situation came suddenly, she was still not confused at all, and she answered correctly and calmly.

"I am Yun Zun." Hei Ying said: "Come here to save the old marshal from waking up."

The old lady was taken aback when she heard the words, and suddenly felt dizzy, and tears burst out of her eyes.

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After midnight.

Qiu Jianhan, who had been sleeping for a long time, woke up leisurely.

Now that Lulu has returned, Yun Yang will no longer take most of the intractable diseases in this world seriously, at least the current situation of Old Marshal Ruqiu will never be as helpless as before.

In fact, the old marshal probably consumed too much of his life source and could not make up for it. Before Yunyang used his own blood to help him, it was equivalent to using the world's top natural treasures to continue his life, and his life was already safe. However, the physical burden of the old marshal is also too heavy, and it is difficult to fully exert the effectiveness of the precious blood, but these situations are only a last resort for Lulu, and they can be solved easily, so what is the point!

Unexpectedly by Yun Yang, the old marshal who regained consciousness had almost no negative emotions at all.

It seemed that this deep sleep was nothing more than a long dream to him.

Well, to be more precise, it should be a sweet dream, a sweet dream that I don't want to wake up from!

In the dream, so many old brothers, so many comrades-in-arms, drink and eat meat with me, climb mountains and mountains with me, and advance with me.

Many of them are old brothers who died many years ago and are gone. Now, everyone is gathered together again, so happy!

I still remember that many old brothers would ask the same question: How will my family be after I die?

At this time, it can be said that Qiu Jianhan was the most proud. He patted his chest and said disdainfully: "With Laozi here, what can your family do?!"

"Could it be that you look down on me? Can't you trust me? Think I didn't take good care of them?!"

Some old brothers asked: "How is our country?"

Qiu Jianhan was worried: "We are still fighting, we will definitely win, we have won so many times, this time will be no exception!"

So everyone sighed together and cheered together.

Another old brother asked: "Who the hell is the Jiuzun?"

Qiu Jianhan became proud again: "I know, I am one of the few insiders, even the old Lengtou and the old Fangtou don't know this secret, but I do know, but how could I tell You? Heh heh..."

Many people pursed their lips and coaxed: "This old guy is dead, and he still keeps it a secret. Who will keep it a secret?"

Qiu Jianhan just laughed and said nothing, hum, the promised things should be kept secret even after death!

Hmm... dead... is that the reason?

But I have to say that during this period of time, the old Marshal Yu was really too relaxed, happy and freehand.

I have nothing to do every day, just drink, chat and play fart and bullshit, play with this one today, tease with that one tomorrow, there are hundreds of thousands of brothers here.

At any time, you will never be lonely!

But at this moment... When I woke up suddenly, opened my eyes and saw that I was actually on my own bed, and that I was not dead, I felt quite reluctant to let go.

Damn, who is so blind to pull me back?

I haven't played enough...

Then he saw Yun Yang.

Dressed in black, like a cloud shrouded in smoke.

He also recognized Yun Yang, in the whole world, there is only one person who can be in this form!

He immediately understood the current situation, so his face darkened immediately, and he complained very dissatisfied: "Why can't you wait any longer? The prophet will tell me, I haven't had time to say goodbye to them..."

Yun Yang was stunned for a moment.

Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out.

bid farewell? What do you mean?

This, I really don't understand.

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