The wealthy man who got married in a flash marriage can’t hide his wife’s vest anymore

Director Zhu and other family members watched Qing Li busy from the time he arrived at the hospital until late at night, and saw that he gradually exuded a decadent aura, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

They had long been mentally prepared for Mr. Zhu's condition. After all, he was so old, and even if he passed away, it would be a natural death. Although it was sad, they could accept it.

But Professor Jiang looked as if he couldn't accept it.

Director Zhu gave his mother a look. Mother Zhu knocked on the door lightly, but got no response, so she had to walk up to Qing Li.

"Professor Jiang, you, you should be more open-minded. My father is so old, he has no regrets."

Zhu's mother didn't expect that as a family member, she would actually go to persuade an outsider.

But Professor Jiang’s condition was really not right.

When the old man was sober, he said that although Jiang Qingli was young, she was his friend regardless of age difference. He would not force his family to treat her as an elder, but he would never allow his family to disrespect her.

Qing Li just stood there blankly, the data in his hand slowly dropping.

She didn't need to look at any data. When the attending physician described the condition to her, she knew there was no way to save the situation.

The old man is aging normally, it is destiny. No matter how powerful her medical skills are, they are only within the normal range. She is not a Daluo Jinxian.

She was powerless.

Perhaps Qing Li's back was too sad, Zhu's mother gently held her hand and saw that she was already in tears.

"The old man..."

There are only a few days left to live, maybe just these few days.

When the words came to her lips, she was choked with sobs and couldn't speak.

Zhu's mother was already sad, and when she saw this, she also choked up.

A family member rushed over and said, "The old man is awake!"

The two turned and ran towards the ward.

When he entered the ward, he saw Mr. Zhu wearing a breathing mask and looking at him with a smile.

Under that loving gaze, Qing Li couldn't help but shed tears again.

"Old man!" She came to the bed and gently held his hand.

Mr. Zhu's hot breath sprayed on the breathing mask, creating a thin layer of mist.

"Life and death are determined by fate. It's worth it for an old man to live to this age. What's more, I have met a young friend. Don't cry, young friend."

In Mr. Zhu's impression, Qing Li was always calm and indifferent. He rarely showed any emotions, let alone crying. But today, when he saw him crying for him, he felt a sense of reluctance.

He seems to be a carefree person who enjoys playing around in the world, but only he knows the loneliness in it.

It would have been great if I had met you a few years earlier, so that you wouldn't have been alone for so long.

"It is an honor for me to meet you. I hope that if you have the opportunity, you can help Tianyuan Association select some good seedlings and prevent Chinese Go from continuing to decline."

He didn't want to put too much pressure on Qing Li, so even at this time, he still spoke carefully.

If there was no other way, he would not have said this.

"I will go to Tianyuanhui often in the future." Qing Li slowed down his voice, as if a loud voice would disturb the old man.

Zhu Jianghao's eyes began to become confused and his breathing became long and difficult.

Soon, he began to only exhale and could no longer inhale, and he exhaled long breaths after breaths, which became shorter and less frequent.

His chest rose slightly, then fell.

The instrument becomes a straight line.

There was a sudden cry in the ICU.

Qing Li stood in front of the bed, watching Zhu Jianghao calm down.

A few days ago, he was still playing chess with himself, and he was sighing and regretting that the current successor of Chinese Go was not good enough.

And now, he was lying quietly on the hospital bed, unable to open his eyes, talk to her, or play chess with her anymore.

A feeling of loneliness welled up from the bottom of my heart.

Qing Li didn't have this feeling before she met Zhu Jianghao. After meeting this free and lively old man, she found happiness in Go.

Such happiness is fleeting, coming so suddenly and leaving so quickly.

Before she even had time to fully appreciate it, all that was left were memories.

Qing Li was picked up by Xue Yuncheng. After returning to the courtyard, she sat there for a long time.

She suddenly realized that the elderly people around her who had a good relationship with her would leave her one by one.

Mr. Du, Mr. He, and the elderly people in the group who always discuss medical cases with her.

As a doctor, she thought she could remain calm in the face of life and death, but it turned out that it was just because it had nothing to do with her.

Xue Yuncheng sat quietly aside, neither disturbing her nor comforting her.

"Do you want to cry?" Xue Yuncheng asked softly.

Qing Li shook her head slowly, she just felt depressed and suffocated.

"The old man left with regret." Qing Li said softly.

He did not live to see the revival of Chinese Go before his death.

It is a bit of an exaggeration to use the word "revival", but Chinese Go is indeed lagging far behind in the international arena.

Xue Yuncheng stared at her confused face, and suddenly saw her eyes light up.

"how?"

Qing Li met Xue Yuncheng's gaze and looked over, "I remember that the national finals seemed to be approaching soon."

"what?"

"The National Go Finals." Qing Li murmured.

After the finals, the five best players will be selected to participate in international competitions.

Xue Yuncheng looked at her increasingly determined gaze and asked, "Do you want to participate?"

With Qing Li's level, it will be no problem for her to make it to the finals. Tianyuanhui will do its best to ensure that she can participate.

Yes, Qingli is ready to participate.

If we can get a ranking in the international Go competition, at least old man Zhu Jianghao can leave with peace of mind.

Qing Li was about to go to Tianyuanhui immediately, but was forced by Xue Yuncheng to rest.

She hadn't slept since she got off the plane and had been looking at data for most of the night. Now she had to run at daybreak. How could her body bear it?

With Xue Yuncheng's insistence, Qing Li woke up on his own after sleeping for more than two hours, and went to Tianyuanhui accompanied by him.

As expected, the masters of the Tianyuanhui's Jia generation were extremely happy when they heard that Qing Li was going to participate in the competition.

They had approached Zhu Jianghao many times before, hoping that Qingli could participate in the competition, but were blocked by the old man every time.

He knew that Qing Lizhi was not here. She was too busy and had too many contributions to make for the country. So he didn't want to bother her with this matter.

Unexpectedly, she volunteered to participate this time.

Mr. Zhang immediately began to make arrangements to parachute Qing Li into the finals.

It is normal for many people to be dissatisfied, and what is even more normal is that these people will soon be convinced.

The old national player, an opponent he never defeated until his death!

It can be imagined that Qingli will definitely be a dark horse when it comes to international competitions.

The matter of arranging the competition was handed over to Tianyuanhui. Qing Li originally wanted to participate in a domestic competition, but Yan Rujun called soon.

"Qing Li... I know it's not good to disturb you, but I'm so worried now that I can't help it." Yan Rujun's tone was tearful.

After He Nanxi found out that her best friend was Zhang Nancheng's wife, just as Qing Li had expected, suspicion began to grow in her heart.

Occasionally, when she thought back to the past, she would think of her best friend and husband. She gradually began to notice details that she had not noticed before.

He Nanxi still insisted on eating, but the luster in his eyes had faded.

The entire He family had no way to deal with this and could only think of a way to call Qing Li back.

It’s not that the He family is not as smart as Qing Li, but as a bystander, she is calmer.

Xue Yuncheng frowned slightly and wanted to take the phone and help her refuse.

Qing Li was silent for a while and agreed.

She flew to Fufeng City that day and planned to come back for Mr. Zhu's memorial service.

The competition should have been arranged by then.

Xue Yuncheng originally wanted to go along, but Qing Li hoped that he could help her keep an eye on the competition.

Seeing that she was very determined, Xue Yuncheng agreed and helped her ask for leave from the Huayan Institute.

At least half a month's vacation.

After returning to Fufeng City, Qing Li first took a nap in the large flat to get a good sleep before going to the hospital.

After a few days, He Nanxi's face gained some weight, but his eyes became dull and lifeless again, and he looked lifeless.

Seeing her in this condition, Yan Rujun was extremely worried and called Qing Li.

"I'm sorry Qingli..." Yan Rujun looked at her ashamedly.

She knew what Qing Li was going to do, and she also knew that her behavior was inappropriate, but she had no choice but to find her.

It was obvious that Qing Li had been crying, and she looked a little tired and exhausted. She must have been in a bad mood these days.

Qing Li nodded slightly and prepared to go in to check on He Nanxi's condition.

Her appearance did not elicit any reaction from He Nanxi. He leaned on the raised bed in a daze with a dull expression.

Qing Li's fingers gently fell on her wrist, and seeing that her condition had indeed improved, he nodded to Yan Rujun.

Yan Rujun took her daughter's pulse every day. She knew everything Qing Li knew, but inexplicably, she felt more at ease when she saw her nod.

She knew it was the feeling of dependence that was causing the problem.

"I checked your file, and it wasn't a natural miscarriage."

After Qing Li finished speaking, He Nanxi suddenly looked over, and Yan Rujun was also shocked.

Say it now!

"What did you say?" He Nanxi's voice was hoarse and his words were interrupted, but his eyes seemed to be about to pop out of their sockets.

Qing Li: "Your family members didn't tell you because they were afraid you would worry. The test results at the time showed that mifepristone and misoprostol were detected in your urine."

He Nanxi opened his mouth.

Qing Li continued, "This is usually used within 49 days of early pregnancy, but you used it when you were about three months pregnant, which caused the fetus to die in the womb and you had to undergo a curettage."

It was ironic that He Nanxi, who was born into a medical family, had a miscarriage after being "forced" to drink a bowl of abortion medicine.

He Nanxi opened his eyes wide and his gaze dropped slightly, as if he remembered something.

She was clearly trying to protect the fetus, so why did she drink the abortion drug?

After she became pregnant, she had some threatened miscarriage, but it was not serious. She did not need any injections to preserve the pregnancy and just needed to have a good rest. For this reason, Zhang Nancheng has been taking care of her closely, fearing that she would suffer any grievances.

One day she started bleeding again. Zhang Nancheng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Later, he brought her medicine and personally prepared the medicine for her to drink.

She had no suspicion at all and drank it in one gulp.

After about forty minutes, the bleeding stopped, but her lower abdomen still felt a slight pain. Zhang Nancheng was worried and insisted on taking her to the hospital.

On the way to the hospital, Zhang Nancheng was so anxious that he got into a car accident, and her child was lost in that accident.