Under the fruit tree that Wei Lai was about to go to, there was a black and white triangular-shaped silver ring snake lurking. The snake was lying there quietly, waiting for Wei Lai's arrival.
Asan actually saw the snake, but he didn't want to warn anyone.
He knew that being bitten by a coral reef snake would most likely result in brain death, and timely rescue was impossible in this desolate mountain area.
Wei Lai had to rely on Yan Congliang to risk his life to accompany him and jump into the dark hole, then he would no longer need to stay in this world.
He will not allow anyone to become his master's weakness.
So Ah San just watched Wei Lai go over there coldly.
However, Asan never expected that Yan Congliang would rush forward and use himself to protect Wei Lai.
Ah San's eyes were red as he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Master——!!!"
He pushed Wei Lai away and shot the coral snake that was trying to escape.
Asan nervously lifted up Yan Congliang's clothes, revealing the two small holes caused by snake bites.
Just put your mouth down and suck it.
Yan Congliang also reacted and scolded him harshly: "Asan, what are you doing? Stop it!"
Ah San cried out, "I don't want you to die!"
Asan was sucking the poisonous blood for Yan Congliang persistently, mouthful by mouthful, with the determination in his eyes not wavering at all.
Yan Congliang knocked Ah San unconscious with a single blow of his knife, and said coldly to his henchmen behind him: "Quick, help Ah San up, let's get out!"
Yan Congliang tried hard to suppress the numbness in his heart and stumbled to the front of the team.
Sanduo floated in front of Yan Congliang and said nervously, "Yan Congliang, Yan Congliang, hurry up and leave!!! You are too weak now. The time it takes for the snake venom to take effect in you will be shortened tenfold!! You will die!!! Yan Congliang shook his head secretly and communicated with Sanduo through his consciousness: Sanduo, it's too late..."
Sanduo watched in horror as drops of blood oozed out from the corners of Yan Congliang's mouth, and watched as Yan Congliang's once agile steps became unsteady and he staggered.
Tears welled up in Sanduo's eyes no longer. "How could it be so fast? No, no... The coral snake will only be like this after four hours. You haven't had that much time..."
Wei Lai was walking forward anxiously, wanting to get Yan Congliang out of this hellhole as quickly as possible.
But as he walked, the person next to him grabbed his sleeve and stopped his anxious steps.
Wei Lai looked at him curiously: "Yan Congliang?"
The paleness on Yan Congliang's face could no longer be concealed. He opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood flowed uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto his white shirt, every drop a sad song.
"Yan Congliang, what's wrong with you?" Wei Lai asked nervously.
Yan Congliang steadied himself, closed his eyes tightly, and waited for the dizziness to pass.
He stopped the team that was moving forward and let Wei Lai help him sit down.
He spoke breathlessly, "Listen to me... I know my own body, I can't hold on any longer..."
"Master!" The confidants below shouted sadly.
Yan Congliang raised his hand weakly: "Listen to me... I did all this voluntarily, it has nothing to do with Wei Lai..."
He looked at Wei Lai, his eyes filled with deep affection: "Wei Lai," Wei Lai quickly grabbed his hand and placed it on her face: "Yes, I'm here."
"Wei Lai, do you remember what I told you before, that I know your potential and I think you can become a Grand Slam champion?"
Wei Lai burst into tears and replied inconsolably: "I know, I know... Can you please stop talking? I beg you to stop..."
His heart felt like it was being tightly gripped, so heavy that even breathing became difficult. Yan Congliang felt like he was making arrangements for his funeral, which made him even more unacceptable.
"It's great that you still remember." Yan Congliang smiled weakly. "When I'm gone, I'll leave most of my inheritance to you, okay? You can use my inheritance to pursue your dream of becoming a movie star... cough cough... cough cough!... This way... it can be considered that we've fulfilled your dream together..."
Yan Congliang's breathing difficulties became more and more obvious. He felt like he couldn't breathe and it took him a lot of effort to finish his words.
"No... I won't... You're fine... Can't we be together?" Wei Lai's tears soaked most of Yan Congliang's shirt: "Don't talk anymore, let's go find a doctor, don't talk anymore... Okay..."
Wei Lai cried and begged Yan Congliang.
Yan Congliang raised his hand with great effort, wanting to stroke his hair as usual, but before he could put his hand on his little friend's head, he had already exhausted all his strength.
His eyes slowly closed, and his hands slammed heavily to the ground.
“Yan, Cong, Liang!!!” Wei Lai screamed in despair: “Yan Congliang, wake up!!! Wake up!!!”
The confidants behind him also cried out: "Master!"
Wei Lai stood up suddenly, holding Yan Congliang and looking forward firmly.
"What are you going to do?" Confidant A stared at Wei Lai warily.
"Aliang is not dead yet. I want to take him to see a doctor!" After saying that, Wei Lai ran up like flying.
His speed was so fast that even his professionally trained confidants couldn't catch up with him.
"Doctor! Doctor!" Wei Lai took Yan Congliang and ran directly to the rescue team in the camp. The rescue team was specially formed for him by Yan Congliang, so the professional facilities were very complete.
When the doctors saw Wei Lai coming in carrying Yan Congliang, all the top doctors arrived at the emergency room at the same time as if they were facing a great enemy.
The operating room light came on and Wei Lai waited anxiously outside.
"Yan Congliang... please don't be in any trouble...
As long as you're okay, I won't pursue my past affairs... okay?
We will live peacefully, and I will agree to whatever you say..."
Unfortunately, no matter how Wei Lai called out, this time things would never return to the way they were last time.
The operating light went out, and Wei Lai rushed forward, anxiously asking, "Doctor, how is the doctor? How is Yan Congliang?"
The doctor took off his mask, his eyes filled with fear: "I'm sorry... We tried our best!"
Hearing this answer, Wei Lai felt as if all his strength had been drained away. He involuntarily took two steps back and fell onto the stool.
With his eyes blank, he murmured: "No... Impossible... Impossible...
He is so omnipotent... How could it be possible..."
Wei Lai kept repeating these two sentences, as if his soul had been taken away.
Seeing Wei Lai like this, the doctor sighed and said, "Mr. Wei, don't worry...Mr. Yan is not dead yet...He is just..."
"Just what?" Wei Lai seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and held on to the doctor's clothes tightly.
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