Zhang Fan shook his head: "If these are all you care about, then you obviously underestimate this little girl!"
Little Golden Dragon was a little surprised: "What do you mean!"
"This little girl has a karmic relationship with Anna. When this relationship ends, Anna will resign from her position as commander and be replaced by this little girl."
The little golden dragon was overjoyed: "That's great. From now on, I don't have to deliver seafood anymore! I can do some real work!"
Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter!
The horned snake found in Wanku Mountain, whose cultivation level is slightly lower than that of the little golden dragon, is already able to stir up the wind and clouds and shape the laws of this strange world!
In addition to building a magnificent dragon palace on the seabed, the most important thing this little golden dragon does every day is to ask Xu Zijun to deliver the goods.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile helplessly, but he knew that compared to the Qiong Snake, the Little Golden Dragon's practice was correct!
Thinking of this, he slowly stood up!
"Today is the seventh day. I wonder if Li Hongyu has completed her mission! If Li Hongyu has not done it well, it seems that we need to take out the soul-restoring soup and rebuild Li Tianzhong's life."
The light snow fell silently, leaving a little white on Li Tianzhong's shoulders. He carried two cups of soy milk and came to the bottom of a tube building. He thought he would have to wait for a while, but someone was already standing at the entrance of the corridor eagerly. When he saw him, he raised his arms in joy.
"Brother Tian, I'm here!"
Li Tianzhong smiled gently, shook the soy milk in his hand, and took big strides forward.
But suddenly, he paused, a layer of paleness appeared on his face, and his right hand subconsciously pressed on his abdomen.
"Brother Tian?" The girl came out, looking a little worried.
"It's okay. It's too cold. I walked a long way and my legs and feet are a little frozen." Li Tianzhong handed over the soy milk: "Hey, I did what I promised you."
"Oh! Thank you, Brother Tian!" The girl happily took the soy milk, and seeing that Li Tianzhong looked a little pale, she couldn't help but ask, "Brother Tian, are you cold? Come to my house and sit for a while."
"No!" Li Tianzhong refused, but raised his head and asked: "If your mother's illness is really cured! What are you going to do in the future?"
"Of course I'm going back to my hometown with my mom! We have fields and green mountains and clear waters over there. Mom said she loves being back home the most. By the way, Brother Tian, where are you from?"
Li Tianzhong nodded silently and left without saying a word.
The girl was a little surprised. Li Tianzhong's steps were a little messy. The cramps in his abdomen made him sweat profusely in the cold weather. He endured it silently until... his steps became more and more shaky, and everything in front of him became bizarre.
"Are you okay?"
He felt some warmth on his shoulder. In Li Tianzhong's blurry vision, he saw a young man in his twenties looking at him with cold and pitying eyes.
"you……"
"Li Tianzhong?"
"It's me!"
Zhang Fan stared at Li Tianzhong, a dying man. He could smell the stench of decay on his body even from a distance.
However, he was very curious and asked, "I see that you are in such a bad condition, why do you still help others deliver things? Is soy milk worth it?"
Li Tianzhong leaned against the lamp post. For some reason, he wanted to speak out the bitterness in his heart. Perhaps it was because a dying man would speak kindly. He shook his head: "My life is confusing. I am a selfish person, but... I always want to owe nothing to others. So... you'd better stay away from me to avoid getting into trouble."
Zhang Fan stared at him: "You are dying."
"It's fine if I die. I've already paid back what I owe!"
Li Tianzhong's body, which was leaning against the lamppost, slowly slid down. He sat on the snow, raised his head and looked at the gray sky.
"It doesn't matter who you are or who I am. I am finally, finally free."
Li Tianzhong's body lost all strength and fell in the snow.
Zhang Fan walked slowly in front of him.
He did not stop, just like a passer-by. In his eyes, many of Li Tianzhong's experiences were playing out like a movie.
Li Tianzhong is not a local. He lost his father when he was young. His childhood was accompanied by bullying and fear, which left deep scars in his heart all the time.
Therefore, it is not surprising if he does anything extreme. But he can't let go of his mother. The cruel environment forces him to consider his mother. So he regards everything as a trade-off of interests.
That is, debt in his eyes.
Whether he owes something or not is the only support that allows him to feel alive.
Therefore, starting from yesterday, he never drank the soy milk from Li Hongyu and Zhou Zunxiao's shops again.
His salvation stopped on the sixth day.
In his opinion, soy milk seemed to have extraordinary healing power. If he didn't drink it, he would give others the chance to live.
If he drank it, he would be taking the lives of others.
His arrogance and profit-oriented thinking made him think he had been liberated.
But...it will plunge the only person in this world who cares about him into complete darkness.
"People are so complicated." Zhang Fan sighed, but he didn't laugh at him, let alone despise him. He even felt that Li Tianzhong didn't deserve to die.
It was also the only time he wanted to help save the situation.
The ambulance contacted by Li Hongyu arrived at the scene within ten minutes.
In the Rong family's private hospital, Li Hongyu was waiting anxiously outside the ward.
She didn't care whether Li Tianzhong lived or died. What she cared about was whether the mission could be completed.
Zhou Zunxiao stood beside a chair in the corridor, looking at Li Hongyu with strange eyes.
"Ms. Li, I can't understand why we have to help him but can't be too direct? We save people just to keep him alive. If we really interfered with his life and death at that time, why should we regret it now."
"Shut up!" Li Hongyu stared at Lao Zhou: "Do you think helping others is a good thing? If it weren't Mr. Zhang Fan's mission, what does his life or death have to do with me!"
Zhou Zunxiao laughed sarcastically: "Well, I think Mr. Zhang Fan will definitely not let you complete your mission."
"Old Zhou, Xu Zijun's shop needs you, please go back."
Zhang Fan walked over slowly, followed by several attending doctors from the hospital and the spokesperson sent by the Rong family after they received the news.
"Mr. Zhang Fan... me!" Lao Zhou was a little embarrassed. He didn't know how to explain.
"Let's go, you've done a great job."
Zhang Fan patted his shoulder.
Old Zhou glanced at Li Hongyu's indifference, then glanced at Zhang Fan's indifference. He lowered his head and walked through the crowd, heading out of the hospital.
Li Hongyu sighed, walked forward, and bowed her head in shame in front of Zhang Fan.
"Master, I...I couldn't do it."
"If a person wants to die, how can ordinary people save him?" Zhang Fan did not try to comfort him, but told him the truth.
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