hotmtlnovel Chapter 59.2
Chapter 59.2
Pushing open the ward door, Yue Qingci walked out and left before Jiang Xiaochuan arrived.
But he couldn’t leave. At the entrance of the hospital, he saw a car with a very familiar license plate. He paused for a moment and didn’t leave.
The car stopped, the door opened, and an old man in a military coat got out of the car and looked at him. “Qingci, have you seen it?”
“Yes,” Yue Qingci nodded.
“He... left?” He hesitated, a hint of complexity and regret in his voice.
“Gone.”
Gone.
Jiang Xiaochuan did not shed a single tear.
When he reached the door of the ward, he saw that someone was already cleaning up. He noticed the bullet casing on Jiang Encheng’s chest.
Jiang Encheng’s body was completely stiff, his eyes, as calm and stern as ever, closed forever.
Jiang Xiaochuan’s calmness was palpable, yet no one dared to approach him.
He reached out for pale blue palm and picked up the bullet casing. He recognized this item from before.
It was from Yue Qingci; he had been here.
Qu Zhendong, the photos, Qiu Yu, Hua Feng, bullet shells, Yue Qingci...
His father harbored many secrets, but he knew nothing about them.
He walked over and covered his father’s face with a white cloth with his own hands.
Covering all death under the whiteness of snow.
The old man in the military coat happened to witness this scene as he arrived at the ward’s door.
Jiang Xiaochuan turned around and saw him, along with Yue Qingci standing next to him.@@@@
Ignoring them, he escorted his father on his final journey to the morgue.
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In a dark alley...
“Don’t let him escape!”
“Get him...”
Xue Yan gazed at the sky, never expecting misfortune to find him again so soon.
Ahead of him, a dead-end alley. At its end stood Qiao Yusheng, wielding a sharp scalpel and regarding Xue Yan with cool detachment.
Xue Yan clutched vital information to his chest. Pain shot through him as the cold blade pierced his body. He glared at Qiao Yusheng. “You...”
Qiao Yusheng sighed. “I’m sorry.”
Had he... placed his trust in the wrong person?
Weakness overcame Xue Yan as he slipped, blood staining the ground.
The paper bag he carried fell, drenched in red. Qiao Yusheng picked it up with pristine hands, his white coat unsullied.
“Help me...” Xue Yan’s final plea before losing consciousness...
Qiao Yusheng stood silently for a long moment.
“Let me help you, but who will help me?”
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Jiang Xiaochuan gazed at the sky beyond, with Yue Qingci and Yue Huasheng behind him, and Qiu Yu before him.
He suddenly felt trapped.
“President Qiu, please don’t tell me you have any blood connection to me.”
Note:
Gasp!!!! That was crazyyy... Yue Qingci also reborn??? Wow