The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

Song Shuwen woke up slowly, his head still a little dizzy, and all he saw was the pitch-black place, as if the endless darkness was about to swallow him up.

He moved slightly, feeling a sense of helplessness and fatigue in his heart.

At this time, familiar footsteps were heard, and Song Shuwen knew that it was Gu Nan who came.

As Gu Nan put the food down, he asked anxiously, "You really can't save Boss Song's mother?"

Song Shuwen couldn't see Gu Nan, but the voice came clearly to his ears.

He frowned, feeling a little annoyed. Is it true that his medical skills are not trusted?
He said in a deep voice: "I, Song Shuwen, will never lie about my medical skills. I have tried my best. If you don't believe me, please seek help from someone else."

Gu Nan heard the dissatisfaction in Song Shuwen's words, and an anxious and conflicted look appeared on his face.

Gu Nan was silent, his face full of disappointment and helplessness.

Boss Song and Daban Song ran around and looked for many miracle doctors, but all of them were helpless.

It seems that this old man is really beyond help.

Song Shuwen said coldly in the darkness: "If we fall into their hands, they can kill or beat us as they please. I, Song Shuwen, will not say anything."

There was a resolute look on his face, but he was thinking in his heart that he had practiced medicine all his life and had a clear conscience. Even when facing life and death, he would never bow his head.

Gu Nan walked out of the dark place with a heavy heart, his steps a little ponderous.

He came to the cave where Boss Song was, only to see that Boss Song's face was filled with sadness, and he seemed to be shrouded in gloom.

Gu Nan hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "Boss, how should we deal with Song Shuwen?"

Boss Song raised his head slightly, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Just kill him."

Gu Nan's heart tightened, but he could only obey the order.

He returned to Song Shuwen again, his steps dragging, each step seeming to weigh a thousand pounds.

Gu Nan looked at Song Shuwen with a trace of pity in his eyes, and slowly conveyed Boss Song's order.

When Song Shuwen heard this, there was no fear on his face.

"Humph, if you want to kill me, then kill me. I, Song Shuwen, will never beg for mercy."

Gu Nan looked at Song Shuwen, his heart full of entanglement and reluctance. He said softly: "Song Shuwen, you are not a bad person, so I will not let you suffer too much."

Song Shuwen had no expression on his face, and just said coldly: "I've already said it, whatever."

Gu Nan took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his hands, tightly pinched Song Shuwen's neck with one hand, and covered his mouth with the other hand.

Song Shuwen did not struggle, but just waited quietly for death to come.

Gu Nan's hands were trembling slightly, and he could feel Song Shuwen's life slipping away bit by bit.

After a while, Gu Nan loosened his hand, checked Song Shuwen's breath, and confirmed that he was dead.

Gu Nan carried Song Shuwen's body on his back and walked outside with heavy steps.

He walked a long way before he found a suitable place and gently put down Song Shuwen's body.

Gu Nan stood there, silently looking at Song Shuwen's body, feeling a mixture of emotions in his heart.

He sighed softly, turned and left, leaving Song Shuwen's body in the wilderness, gradually being forgotten.

Gu Nan returned to Boss Song's residence with a tired look on his face. He lowered his head slightly and said in a deep voice, "It's done."

Boss Song nodded expressionlessly, then waved his hand, signaling Gu Nan to leave.

Gu Nangang turned around and was about to leave when Song Dabao hurried over.

Song Dabao had a sad face and a white cloth on his head. He staggered to the front of Song Lao Da and said in a trembling voice, "Brother, mother has passed away."

When Boss Song heard this, his body shook violently, and sadness instantly spread across his face.

His eyes became empty, his lips trembled slightly, and he was unable to speak for a long time.

After a long time, Boss Song slowly closed his eyes, and a line of tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

He waved his hand weakly, asking Song Dabao and Gu Nan to leave.

The room suddenly fell into silence. Boss Song was alone in sorrow, recalling every detail of his mother's life, his heart filled with regret and pain.

After a while, Song Dabao walked into the room again, his face still full of grief.

He walked to Boss Song and said softly, "Brother, come back with me quickly so that we can handle mother's funeral."

Boss Song slowly opened his eyes, revealing endless sadness.

He nodded slightly, stood up, and followed his brother out.

Boss Song's footsteps were heavy and slow, and each step seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight.

His heart was filled with guilt and regret. He felt that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a son and had not been able to let his mother enjoy her old age.

Song Dabao walked aside, looking at his elder brother from time to time, and his heart was also filled with grief.

He knew that at this time, they had to be strong and handle their mother's funeral properly so that her could rest in peace.

Xi Yu sat in front of the window, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of confusion and thought.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a rhythmic sound, as if expressing his inner anxiety.

He thought again of the letter he had received that day. The contents of the letter weighed on his heart like a huge rock.

Someone in the letter wrongly accused Ouyang Linlin, which made him very confused.

In order to find out the truth, he has been trying hard to investigate recently, but he has no clue.

Even the Ouyang family's former business competitors were checked, but it was found that they had nothing to do with this matter.

This made him even more confused, and his doubts grew deeper and deeper.

"Who is wrongly accusing Linlin? What is their purpose?" Xi Yu muttered to himself.

Wenxuan was humming a cheerful tune and riding his bicycle along the path.

The sun shone on her face and the breeze blew through her hair. She felt the long-lost freedom and happiness.

She hasn't been out for fun for a long time. At this moment, she is like a bird that has escaped from a cage, enjoying the beauty of nature to her heart's content.

She came to a small bridge and was about to cross it when she suddenly saw a man pushing a wooden cart slowly approaching.

There were many wine jars on the wooden cart, and as the cart swayed, the jars made slight collision sounds.

However, when she saw the man's face clearly, she was stunned. This man was actually Hu Lin!

Hu Lin also saw Wenxuan, and an expression of joy immediately appeared on his face.

His eyes were sparkling, as if twinkling with stars.

He stopped, looked at Wenxuan with a smile, and said, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

Wenxuan widened his eyes, his face full of confusion.

She never expected Hu Lin to appear here.

Hu Lin looked at Wenxuan with sincerity in his eyes, and slowly told the truth: "Wenxuan, I have always liked you in my heart. So I want to stay in Youzhou, and hope to have the opportunity to see you in the future."

Although Youzhou has a transit system, workers who stay here can apply for permanent residence."

Wenxuan heard Hu Lin's words, but he didn't feel moved at all.

Her face turned cold and there was a hint of disgust in her eyes.

"I don't like you, so forget it. Your willingness to work here has nothing to do with me, but please don't harass me."

A look of disappointment appeared on Hu Lin's face. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but didn't know how to start.

He looked at Wenxuan silently, his heart full of bitterness.

He knew that his feelings might not be reciprocated, but he still couldn't help wanting to get closer to Wenxuan.

However, Wenxuan's attitude made him feel extremely lost and sad.

Wenxuan got on the bicycle without hesitation, and with a push of his foot, the wheels started to spin rapidly.

She drove forward without looking back, leaving Hu Lin standing alone.

Hu Lin looked at Wenxuan's departing back, and a strong impulse surged in his heart.

He really wanted to rush up and catch Wenxuan, then hug her tightly and force her to listen to him express his love.

But the thought only flashed through his mind and he immediately came to his senses.

He knew that if he really did that, Wenxuan would only hate him even more.

Hu Lin lowered his hands helplessly, his eyes filled with loss and pain.

He could only watch silently as Wenxuan's figure became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared from his sight.

His heart seemed to become empty with Wenxuan's departure.

Hu Lin stood there for a long time without moving, like a statue.

Wenxuan's face kept appearing in his mind. That beautiful face and clear eyes were unforgettable to him.

He knew that his feelings for Wenxuan were deeply rooted in his heart and could not be easily erased. Wenxuan rode his bicycle forward and had gone a long way. Suddenly, Hu Lin's voice came from behind, floating in the wind and clearly reaching her ears.

"No matter what time, I will always love you!"

After hearing this, Wenxuan felt even more disgusted.

She frowned and rode faster, as if wanting to escape from Hulin's voice as quickly as possible.

Her mood turned bad, and her good mood was completely ruined by Hu Lin.

Wenxuan continued riding until he came to a willow tree.

She stopped her bike, leaned against the willow tree, and sighed deeply.

She looked at the scenery around her, but her heart was filled with annoyance.

Hu Lin's confession made her feel extremely troubled, and she didn't know how to get rid of this man's entanglement.

The breeze blew gently, and the willow branches swayed, as if comforting Wenxuan.

She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down. She told herself that she couldn't let Hu Lin ruin her good mood.

She wanted to regain the joy of playing and forget Hu Lin's existence.

Hu Lin returned to the store in a daze, his mind and eyes filled with Wenxuan's resolute back and cold words. He was completely immersed in depression and unable to extricate himself.

The scene of his meeting with Wenxuan kept appearing in his mind, and the pain in his heart became more and more intense.

In a trance, Hu Lin accidentally knocked over a wine jar.

There was a loud bang and the wine jar fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

When the old shop owner heard the sound, he hurried over.

He saw the debris and spilled wine all over the floor and immediately became furious.

"What are you doing, kid? So careless! Don't you know how valuable this wine jar is?" The old shop owner glared at Hu Lin and shouted insults at him.

Hu Lin stood there blankly, allowing the old shop owner to scold him, his heart filled with guilt and self-blame.

He knew he had made a mistake, but he was in no mood to explain or apologize.

He just silently endured the insults from the old shop owner, but the pain in his heart did not ease at all.

The old shop owner was still furious, and he said angrily: "The money for this wine jar will be deducted from your wages!"

Hu Lin lowered his head, a helpless look on his face. He did not resist, because he knew in his heart that it was his fault. "I understand, I will work hard and make up for my mistake." Hu Lin's voice was low and hoarse.

The old shop owner snorted, turned and left, leaving Hu Lin standing there alone, his heart full of regret and helplessness.

Hu Lin stood there for a long time before he slowly squatted down and began to pick up the broken pieces of the wine jar on the ground.

His movements were mechanical and slow, as if he had lost his soul. Every time he picked up a piece of debris, his heart seemed to be stabbed. This was not only the breaking of the wine jar, but also the breaking of the love that had just sprouted in his heart.

After cleaning up the fragments, Hu Lin silently returned to his work station and continued his heavy work.

Another night has passed, the sunset glow in the sky gradually dissipates, and night falls quietly.

Wenxuan rode his bicycle slowly back to Youzhou College.

Along the way, the road was flat and smooth, and nothing else happened.

The breeze gently brushed across her face, but it couldn't soothe the irritability in her heart.

Dongfanghong saw that Wenxuan looked unhappy and felt a little worried.

He walked quickly to Wenxuan and asked with concern: "Wenxuan, what happened? Why do you look so bad?"

When Wenxuan heard Dongfanghong's words, the anger in his heart was suddenly ignited.

She said unhappily, "You men are all bad!" Then she went back to the office without looking back.

Dongfanghong was confused by Wenxuan's words. He stood there, staring blankly at Wenxuan's departing back.

He didn't understand what he had done wrong and why Wenxuan was so angry. He scratched his head, his heart full of confusion and helplessness.

Dongfanghong wanted to chase Wenxuan and find out what had happened, but he was afraid that Wenxuan was angry and that his going would only make her even angrier.

The next morning, sunlight shone through the window into the corridor, creating a soft halo.

After a night of calming down, Wenxuan's anger gradually dissipated.

She took a deep breath and took the initiative to come to Dongfanghong's office.

Wenxuan lowered his head slightly, with a hint of apology on his face, and said softly: "I was a little rude yesterday, I'm sorry."

Dongfanghong was organizing the documents on the table. When he heard Wenxuan's words, he suddenly raised his head and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He immediately put down the work in his hands and walked quickly to Wenxuan.

"It's okay, it's okay. Wenxuan, I'm very happy that you can talk to me. It doesn't matter even if you scold me."

Dongfanghong said with a smile, her face full of joy.

Wenxuan rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily, "You're such a jerk." But Dongfanghong didn't care at all and still looked at Wenxuan with a smile.

Dongfanghong looked at Wenxuan with curiosity in her eyes and asked again: "Then why are you angry? You can tell me now."

Wenxuan frowned slightly, sighed softly, and then slowly opened his mouth to tell the story of someone harassing him.

"There's a man named Hu Lin who has been pestering me. I met him again when I went out for fun yesterday. It's so annoying..." Wenxuan said with a look of annoyance on his face.

However, when Wenxuan was telling Dongfanghong about this, he seemed to feel a sense of pride and a sense of pride quietly surging in his heart.

Although she didn't like Hu Lin, the fact that she was being pursued satisfied her vanity to some extent.

She straightened her body unconsciously, with a barely perceptible hint of pride in her eyes.

Dongfanghong's smile froze on her face in an instant, and a hint of imperceptible disappointment flashed across her eyes.

He listened to Wenxuan's words quietly, with an indescribable sadness welling up in his heart.

Although he always knew that Wenxuan didn't like him, when he heard that someone liked Wenxuan so persistently, he felt as if his heart was empty.

A feeling of powerlessness and frustration surged into his heart, and his eyes became dim.

Dongfanghong looked at Wenxuan and forced a smile.

"Then you must handle this matter well and don't let yourself be troubled."

Wenxuan looked at Dongfanghong and said with firm eyes that he would handle the matter.

Seeing this, Dongfanghong quickly changed the subject, trying to ease the somewhat heavy atmosphere.

"I also need to take some time to visit Xi Yu to comfort him for the loss of his son." Dongfanghong said softly, with a look of concern on her face.

Wenxuan nodded and turned to leave.

At night, the night was as dark as ink and dotted with stars.

Dongfanghong took time out to visit the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion was closed, and the lanterns at the door emitted a soft light.

Dongfanghong stepped forward.

"Please inform him that I'm Dongfanghong and I'm here to visit Lord Xiyu." Dongfanghong said politely.

The servant nodded and turned to go in and report.

Not long after, the servant came back and led Dongfanghong into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The lights in the Prime Minister's Mansion were bright, but there was an atmosphere of sadness in the air.

Dongfanghong came to Xiyu's study and saw Xiyu sitting at the desk.

Dongfanghong's heart tightened, and she quickly walked forward and said softly, "Xiyu, I came to see you."

Xi Yu raised his head, saw Dongfang Hong, and smiled.

Dongfanghong sat down opposite Xiyu and looked at him with sympathy in her heart.

He knew that the pain of losing his son was a huge blow to Xiyu, and at this time, he needed someone to accompany and comfort him.

"Xi Yu, you must take care of yourself. I believe that time will slowly heal all the pain." Dongfanghong said softly.

Xi Yu nodded slightly.

"I know, but the pain is just too much to bear."

The two were silent for a while, and Dongfanghong said some comforting words again, trying to make Xiyu feel better.

Finally, Dongfanghong stood up and said goodbye.

Dongfanghong walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion slowly, and the cool night breeze gently brushed his face.

As he walked, he recalled his meeting with Xi Yu just now, and always felt that something was strange.

Xi Yu's reaction seemed too calm. Facing the pain of losing his son, although his face was haggard and his voice was hoarse, he did not show the kind of heart-wrenching grief. (End of this chapter)