Fugui has returned home.

Looking at the leaky roof and the mottled and dilapidated walls, he suddenly smiled foolishly.

I never expected that I would be invited to such a place where gods gather.

The tavern was truly magical; he still felt like he was dreaming.

Li Yunlong gave him a general introduction to the situation.

The man in black who spoke to me earlier turned out to be Qin Shi Huang!

Even though he had not been well educated, he was familiar with this name.

The monkey was indeed the Monkey King Sun Wukong who caused havoc in Heaven in the opera.

He even treated himself to a cup of heavenly wine! There were other gods and immortals, which made him very excited.

But he is not young anymore.

The bumpy experiences of the past few decades have made him much more realistic.

Even if there really are gods and saviors, they cannot earn work points for themselves.

The road is under your feet. If you don't walk down the path with your feet firmly on the ground, you will fall down alone! He took a deep breath, picked up the farm tools, and prepared to work.

The tavern was truly magical; those big shots didn't act arrogantly. He planned to go take a look after he was done with his work.

If he could get the wine that Captain Li had given him earlier and give it to Youqing to drink, wouldn't he be able to become an athlete smoothly?

But that wine is so precious...

If I had known I would not have drunk it! Fugui slapped his face, wishing he could beat his chest.

After calming down, he wondered whether to give some local specialties.

The only thing he could show off was the tribute rice from the fields, and he didn't know if people would dislike it.

Just as he was about to go out, he suddenly saw a young man running towards him, shouting anxiously: "Uncle Fugui, Youqing is in trouble!"

Fugui looked up and saw that it was one of his son's classmates.

He waved his hands and said, "Nonsense, he was fine this morning, how could he have an accident!"

"Really, something happened to him in the hospital!" the boy said anxiously.

Seeing this, Fugui's heart skipped a beat and he turned and ran away.

By the time he arrived at the hospital, panting, his eyes were blurry from exhaustion.

He ignored his physical discomfort and searched for his son like a headless fly.

Then, he heard words from a young doctor that were like a bolt from the blue to him.

"He's dead. He's in the morgue."

His brain buzzed and he staggered to the morgue.

Looking at the small body lying on the morgue bed, covered with white cloth, he quickly stepped back.

"No, they must have made a mistake," he muttered to himself.

Then, he saw Teacher Hu walking out in a daze.

When he saw him, Teacher Hu's eyes went blank, his knees went weak and he fell to the ground.

Fugui's body began to tremble, and he moved back to the morgue with difficulty.

When he lifted the white cloth and saw Youqing, whose face was pale and who had completely stopped breathing, he could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

Teacher Hu and the nearby nurse felt sympathetic when they heard the miserable voice.

Especially Teacher Hu.

He burst into tears, feeling guilty and blaming himself, not knowing how to face this family.

If he hadn't said he was going to donate blood, how could Youqing have gone with him and lost his life? In the hospital's conference room, the director was holding an emergency meeting, warning everyone not to tell the truth about the medical accident.

Only Doctor Xia hesitated to speak.

Just when everyone was worried that Fugui would make a scene in the hospital, the nurse told them that after Fugui closed the door of the morgue, there was no sound from inside.

The dean's face changed, and he led everyone to rush to the morgue in a hurry.

A medical accident might be concealed, but if the child's father were to die in the morgue and leave a blood letter or something, his life would be over! ...

In the morgue.

Fugui, who was originally feeling desperate and helpless, suddenly thought of the tavern.

He knew that there were many people there who possessed supernatural powers. Maybe they could save his son?

Thinking of this, he dared not wait any longer, and his body disappeared from the spot in an instant.

…

Inside the pub.

Several female guests expressed their sympathy for the other party's misery.

Ying Zheng and others discussed how to make the people under their rule live and work in peace and contentment so that the people would not live such a hard life.

Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang and others were discussing how to take the overall situation into consideration and help Fugui's world get back on track.

Just at this moment, Fugui appeared again.

Compared with the last time, he was much more embarrassed this time.

"Who can save Youqing, save my son!" He knelt straight on the ground with tears streaming down his face.

The tavern suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Su Luo.

They remembered clearly that Su Luo had said before that Fugui would come crying "next time", but they didn't expect it to come true so soon.

When they found Su Luo dozing off at the table, everyone turned their gaze away.

"What's going on? Stand up and tell me first." Zhao Gang stood up and helped Fugui up.

"My son Youqing..." Fugui said intermittently.

Hearing that the child had died not long ago, Zhao Gang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In such a short time, it shouldn't be difficult to save him.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he became troubled again.

He is not good at saving people.

He subconsciously looked at Li Yunlong.

This guy is now the strongest in their world, and his popularity in the tavern is much better than his.

Li Yunlong's eyes were already scanning the tavern.

He had many close friends in the tavern, and many of them were capable of saving a person who had just died from excessive blood loss.

For example, those guys who drank Phoenix Power Wine, or...

Just as he was wondering who to ask for help, he saw a white medicine bottle flying towards him.

"This pill should be enough to save him."

Li Yunlong raised his hand to take it, turned around and saw that it was Xiao Yan who spoke.

He has an average relationship with Xiao Yan, but he also knows this guy's identity.

One of the top masters in the tavern, he is a master of alchemy.

Li Yunlong casually opened the stopper and took a look inside. He saw a black pill the size of a pigeon egg in the bottle. There were golden patterns flashing on the surface. The aroma of the medicine made his mouth water.

"The Eight-turn Resurrection Pill I created can be directly put into the mouth of the person taking it." Xiao Yan said with a smile.

"Thank you!" Li Yunlong bowed.

"Captain Li, you are too polite," Xiao Yan shook his head and said, "I was once an Earthling, and I have always respected people like you who carry firewood for the public. I also hope to have a chance to visit your world."

"It's a deal then. I'll ask for instructions when I get back and I'll definitely give you the best hospitality!" Li Yunlong laughed loudly.

"Haha, it's a deal!"

Fugui watched the two people chatting eagerly, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

Sensing his thoughts, Li Yunlong put the bottle of medicine in his hand and explained.

"Thank you, thank you!" Fugui held the medicine bottle in both hands and looked at Li Yunlong gratefully.

"I didn't help, so you should thank him if you want to." Li Yunlong waved his hand.

Fugui faced Xiao Yan, kowtowed heavily, and choked up, "Thank you, God. Thank you. When Youqing gets better, I will bring him to kowtow to you."

Xiao Yan supported himself with both hands, and an invisible force helped Fugui stand up.

"Go save the child first." He said gently, "Besides, we are all friends who can enter the tavern. It is only natural for us to help each other. Brother Fugui, please don't be so polite."

Fugui burst into tears.

This time I was moved.

He had suffered a lot in his life and met many good people, but today was the day he cried the most.

These gods were so enthusiastic and humble, and even lowered themselves to call him a friend.

He has no merit or ability, so he can't repay her! "Saving the child is the most important thing." Zhao Gang reminded him.

Fugui nodded heavily, wiped his tears, and disappeared from the tavern.

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(End of this chapter)