The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Ye Zhibing changed his clothes, walked out of the room, and locked the door.

The bearded man said to Ye Zhibing, "Mr. Ye, there is a car downstairs."

Ye Zhibing nodded, looked at the door of Shen Fei's room, turned his head and said to the bearded man, "Let's go."

Beard and his men lead the way, and Ye Zhibing goes downstairs behind them.

"Etc., etc."

Suddenly Shen Fei's shout came from behind, Ye Zhibing turned his head and saw Shen Fei also walked out of the door of the room, chasing them on high heels.

Ye Zhibing stopped, waiting for Shen Fei to chase her over and ask her, "Miss Shen, are you awake?"

Shen Fei said: "Well, I haven't fallen asleep, and I heard your voices talking outside. Mr. He is kind to me, I have to go and see him, you take me with you."

This is not difficult, Ye Zhibing agreed without hesitation, "Okay, come with us."

The bearded men drove two cars, and Ye Zhibing and Shen Fei took one and went to the hospital where Mr. He was.

When he came to the hospital, the bearded man called the left-behind staff and asked about Mr. He's current condition.

Those people told the bearded man that Mr. He is dying, please come as soon as possible.

The bearded man anxiously said to Ye Zhibing: "Mr. Ye, let's hurry up, Mr. He is going to die soon."

Ye Zhibing speeded up his pace with the beard, but Shen Fei couldn't. She was wearing high heels and couldn't walk fast.

"Miss Shen, I'll take you away."

Ye Zhibing smiled at Shen Fei and held out a hand.

Shen Fei hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out her slender hand to hold Ye Zhibing's big hand.

With support, Shen Fei obviously walked faster and more steadily.

In the intensive care unit on the top floor, the flashing red light reminds people that this is the boundary between life and death.

Destiny people can walk on the edge of life and death, and come back with luck.

Those who have lost their lives will report to another world and never return.

The bearded man communicated with the doctor for a few words, then turned around to call Ye Zhibing and Shen Fei in.

Walking into the ward, Ye Zhibing saw Mr. He lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, his face pale, and all kinds of tubes and surveillance equipment plugged into his body.

On the electrocardiogram, Mr. He's heartbeat was almost in a straight line.

In front of the hospital bed, surrounded by several of Mr. He's subordinates, their expressions were anxious and sad.

Ye Zhibing walked slowly in front of Mr. He and took a look. Mr. He's situation is not good.

The bearded man lowered his head, put his mouth close to Mr. He's ear, and called softly: "Mr. He, Mr. He, Mr. Ye is here."

As if there was a tacit understanding, Mr. He suddenly opened his eyes when he heard these words.

Ye Zhibing was surprised to see that a blush appeared on Mr. He's face.

Is this the legendary backlight?
According to Ye Zhibing's preliminary medical knowledge, the so-called backlight means that when the patient's body is dying, his brain will appear in a state of stress to cope with possible organ failure, specifically because a large amount of adrenal hormone will be released at this time , allowing the patient to maintain an awake state for a short time, ranging from a few minutes to half an hour.

After the light has passed, the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

Therefore, if you have something to say or something to do, you have to say it at this time, otherwise you won't have a chance to say it.

After Mr. He opened his eyes, he recognized Ye Zhibing and Shen Fei.

He showed a trace of regret and said, "Mr. Ye, I'm going to die. Before I die, I want to ask you one thing."

Ye Zhibing showed hospice care to a dying person, and said warmly: "Mr. He, if you have anything to ask, as long as I can do it, I will help you fulfill your wish."

Mr. He showed a gratified expression, "Thank you Mr. Ye, I know, only... only you can do it."

"Please tell me, Mr. He."

"Mr. Ye, it's like this, I... now I want to make a will..."

As soon as this remark came out, the people around Mr. He paid close attention.

This involves their immediate interests and future, so they have to be nervous.

"Mr. Ye, my will is that if anyone avenges me, my property, shares, and brothers will all belong to him."

Ye Zhibing was very puzzled when he heard this, his will was to distribute his inheritance, but it had nothing to do with him, why did he pull himself to listen?

"Mr. He, what do you mean?"

"Mr. Ye, none of my brothers has your ability and insight. I know that only you...you can help me avenge me. You have to promise me...cough cough"

When Mr. He said this, he was out of breath and coughed endlessly.

The nurse nervously came over to help him expel the phlegm. After working for a while, Mr. He visibly weakened, his eye sockets were sunken, and his lips were bloodless.

"Ye...Mr. Ye, come here..."

Mr. He's voice was very weak at this time, and Ye Zhibing felt sore when he heard it. The struggle of this man before his death was really pitiful, so he lowered his head to listen to what Mr. He had to say.

"Mr. He, tell me I'm listening."

"Avenge me... avenge me..."

Ye Zhibing hesitated for a moment, he didn't want to get into Mr. He's right and wrong, but Mr. He's appearance was really pitiful, so he softened his heart and nodded, "Okay, I will avenge you."

Hearing this, Mr. He gave a difficult smile, turned his head to look at Shen Fei, and whispered: "Shen Fei, Shen Fei."

Shen Fei cried and approached Mr. He, "I'm here, Mr. He."

"I can't take care of you in the future, so please ask Mr. Ye to take care of you, okay... okay?"

"well."

Shen Fei nodded repeatedly.

Mr. He seemed to have fulfilled his last wish. He took a deep breath and stopped breathing.

When the doctors and nurses heard the sirens, they rushed over for emergency rescue for a while, and then reluctantly announced: Mr. He had passed away.

Mr. He's subordinates immediately knelt in front of Mr. He's bed, weeping heart-rendingly, beating their chests and stamping their feet, one by one showing more filial piety.

Ye Zhibing stood behind and watched for a while, then patted the shoulder of the bearded man and called him outside the door.

"What's your surname?" Ye Zhibing didn't know the bearded man's surname, but he planned to entrust Mr. He to deal with the aftermath.

The bearded man wiped his tears and said, "Mr. Ye, my surname is Lu, and my name is Lu Shengli. I am Mr. He's personal assistant."

Ye Zhibing nodded, "Mr. Lu, let you handle Mr. He's funeral. By the way, Mr. He's children should also be notified."

"Mr. Ye, Mr. He has no children."

Ye Zhibing was taken aback. Mr. He, who is so powerful, has no heir. "What? Mr. He has no children?"

Lu Shengli nodded, "It turned out that there was a son who was hacked to death when he was 19 years old. Mrs. He was sad and followed."

Ye Zhibing frowned. The situation is still so complicated. Mr. He has no heirs, so his inheritance will inevitably cause many people to fight.

Therefore, Mr. He's will is a trap, unless his bones are strong and his ability is strong, he will be killed by other people's open and secret arrows.