In the end, she only had time to write a few words, just like her short but fulfilling life, and finally closed it and put it in an envelope.

"Let's go, let's go find Uncle Zhou."

"Ling Yue." Number Seven called out to Ling Yue, "If you use it directly, you might die. Have you thought about it?"

Ling Yue smiled and said, "I've thought about it a long time ago."

Xiangzhong has been admitted to the hospital. His health no longer allows him to leave the machine maintenance.

In the ward, the eldest sister was sitting beside the bed, feeding Xiangzhong some liquid food. Xiangzhong's clear eyes had begun to blur, and the black color slowly faded and was covered with white hair.

"Ling Yue?" The eldest sister looked up and looked at the person who had been standing at the door for who knows how long in surprise, and called softly.

Ling Yue hasn't come once this year, and some people in the compound have started to spread the rumor that Ling Yue is an ungrateful person.

But she never believed these.

"Come in quickly." The eldest sister called softly, took Ling Yue's hand and looked at her. She was so thin, so thin that she was unrecognizable.

"How did it become like this?" The eldest sister cried. She obviously didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it when she saw people.

"I'm fine. I've been a bit busy this year." Ling Yue wiped the tears from her elder sister's face, then hugged her and whispered in her ear, "Sister, take care of yourself."

After saying that, without waiting for the eldest sister to reply, he smiled and said, "Sister, I'm chatting with Uncle Zhou. You've been exhausted during this period. Go and have a rest. Don't worry, I'm here for you."

Perhaps because of Ling Yue's calm demeanor, the eldest sister didn't realize anything and nodded. "Okay, I'll go get you some food. What do you want?"

"I want to eat the food that my elder sister cooks."

"Okay, okay, I'll go to the cafeteria and borrow a stove to cook for you."

With that, the eldest sister hurried out and closed the door, leaving only Xiangzhong and Lingyue in the ward.

Xiangzhong wanted to point at the stool and ask Lingyue to sit down, but even this simple action was becoming very difficult.

"Uncle Zhou." Ling Yue sat down and called softly. There was no need to ask if he was feeling better. Just by looking at his appearance, she knew that he was definitely not feeling well.

"Uncle Zhou, I'm here to fulfill my promise."

Xiangzhong was stunned and didn't understand what Lingyue meant.

Ling Yue took out a small bottle from her bag, and the milky white liquid inside seemed to have some starlight scattered around.

"What is this?" Xiangzhong asked with difficulty.

Ling Yue didn't answer, but just smiled and said, "Uncle Zhou, take a nap. You'll be fine when you wake up."

Ling Yue fed Xiangzhong the potion, and as soon as he took the medicine, he vomited blood.

Xiangzhong was so scared that he fainted just as he was about to sit up.

later......

I heard that there is an extra tombstone in the Nanjing Martyrs Cemetery, and Longguo has lost a scientist.