Chapter 94 Jiang Zhi Extra 2 (Previous Life)
Today is a rare good day.
The sun is bright and warm, falling gently on the earth.
Jiang Zhi pushed the wheelchair and walked slowly out with Jiang Li.
The person in the wheelchair leaned quietly, with his face slightly raised, his whole body bathed in the sunlight.
Maybe it was because I breathed the long-lost fresh air.
Feel the freedom in the breeze and sunshine.
Jiang Li felt that the pain that had plagued him for years had eased a lot.
Initially, it was because there was no money and no one could take care of Jiang Li all the time.
Keeping him in the hospital was Jiang Zhi's only option.
Later, Jiang Zhi became rich.
The disease of Jiang carp may be cured.
This thought made all the pain less unbearable.
There was a period of peace between them.
But in the end, God did not give them any mercy.
The group arrived at the helipad on the top floor of the hospital.
Jiang Li's eyes revealed the curiosity of a newborn baby.
Looking at this world that he has been unfamiliar with for too long.
The helicopter landed slowly with a whistling sound.
"Is this... a helicopter?" Jiang Li asked softly, with an uncertain and innocent tone.
He didn't fully understand Jiang Zhi's current status.
I don’t know what the two words “Jiang Zhi” mean to the outside world.
All he saw was the huge machine before him and the sky he had never touched.
The helicopter landed on Jiang Zhi's private helipad.
The group boarded a private plane instead.
During the flight, Jiang Zhi took care of Jiang Li personally.
The screen of the mobile phone on the table suddenly lit up.
After Jiang Zhi picked it up and took a look at it, he told his special assistant to postpone all matters.
"Are you...busy now?" Jiang Li turned his head and looked at Jiang Zhi beside him.
"Not busy." Jiang Zhi responded calmly.
"Who is this girl then?"
Jiang Li's gaze fell on the lit screen of his mobile phone.
The above is a somewhat blurry candid photo.
The woman in the picture has picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and outstanding temperament.
Jiang Zhi's face showed no emotion, he just replied calmly: "I don't know him."
Jiang Li did not respond immediately.
Jiang Zhi didn't lie.
He knew all about her past.
But the person in the photo knew nothing about him.
Jiang Zhi should have deleted this photo.
But I don’t know why.
Or just let it remain like this until now.
The phone lighted up and dimmed silently.
Like a secret that no one knows.
Jiang Li was weak and kept sleeping and waking up from time to time along the way.
Every time I woke up, there was still pain between my eyebrows, but my eyes were unusually clear.
Jiang Zhi just accompanied him quietly all the way without saying a word.
The plane landed at Swiss Airport.
The hatch opened and fresh air blew in.
Jiang Li opened his eyes slightly and looked at the pedestrians of different skin colors coming and going in the terminal.
He asked softly, "Is this a foreign country?"
He had only seen all this on TV.
"Um."
Jiang Zhi responded softly, pushed the wheelchair with his own hands, and walked out slowly.
The bodyguards and special assistants followed not far away.
He pushed Jiang Li steadily through the bright hall.
Walk towards the vast and unfamiliar sky.
The car drove into a clean and elegant small Western-style building.
This is the place arranged by Jiang Zhi.
He hopes Jiang Li can be warm and comfortable.
Even leaving in an environment that feels a bit like home.
A professional medical team was already waiting in the house.
A doctor came forward.
Introducing the euthanasia process to Jiang Zhi in English.
In this country, foreign patients in extreme pain are allowed to choose to end their lives.
Jiang Li has passed multiple rounds of medical and legal reviews and has legally obtained the right to be released.
Jiang Zhi translated and explained everything to Jiang Li in a low voice.
He watched Jiang Li sign his name on the document without any hesitation.
Neither of them is a talkative person.
But they both knew that this was the last time they could spend together.
Jiang Li's gaze slowly fell on Jiang Zhi's hand.
It was a pair of legs that were slender and strong with distinct joints.
But there are still many old scars on the hands.
"When I die," Jiang Li said softly, his eyes still fixed on those hands, not moving away, "find someone to accompany you... Don't always be alone."
He did feel guilty towards Jiang Zhi.
It's just that the intense pain he suffered in his youth distorted his mind.
Until now, life is about to come to an end.
Jiang Li was finally able to admit it.
They were all at fault for that car accident.
It's just that he was in so much pain.
It hurt so much that she just wanted to drag Jiang Zhi into the abyss.
No one can escape.
And now that he has chosen death, how could it not be another form of escape?
"Yeah." Jiang Zhi responded lightly and said nothing more.
Until the moment Jiang Li was pushed into the execution room.
He didn't say another word to Jiang Zhi.
A person has lived in pain for so many years.
How long does it take to die?
Ten minutes, or twenty minutes?
Jiang Zhi didn't know.
He just waited outside the door silently.
Until the door was opened again.
Jiang Zhi saw Jiang Li again.
That face that had been distorted by illness for many years.
Finally, it returned to an unfamiliar peace and paleness.
He thought he shouldn't be in pain.
Many people came to Jiang Li's funeral.
The number of people he knew during his lifetime could be counted on one hand.
Yet, after his death, he was met with so much regret and mourning.
Jiang Zhi kept a calm expression throughout the whole process, and bowed slightly in return to every person who came to greet him.
He was very polite, but no one could see any real emotion on his calm face.
"Uncle Jiang, I'm sorry."
A clear young voice rang out.
Jiang Zhi looked up when he heard the voice and saw a half-grown boy.
He was wearing a black suit and looked a little immature, but his outstanding features could not be concealed.
Next to him stood a calm man in a suit.
"Mr. Lin." Jiang Zhi greeted the man lightly.
Lin Huaiyan nodded slightly.
He knew Jiang Zhi's character, so he didn't care about this alienation.
He did not comfort him, but gently took the hand of the boy beside him and turned away.
Jiang Zhi didn't speak to keep them. His eyes stayed on their backs for a while, then slowly moved away.
After returning home, Jiang Zhi raised his hand and turned on the light in the living room.
The empty house was silent.
Only his own footsteps echoed.
He still followed the habit he had for many years.
A man walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
A person sits at a large dining table and eats.
The last person in this world who can make him worry and run around.
Even the people who caused him pain left completely.
The bedroom was so quiet that I could hear my own breathing.
He didn't turn off the light, as if the light could temporarily dispel some invisible thing.
But the suffocation still slowly enveloped his whole body like a tide.
Jiang Zhi felt a tightness in his chest and had difficulty breathing.
He knew that he was sick and had been sick for a long time.
Over the years, he never allowed himself to indulge in self-pity.
Until this moment.
He finally lowered his eyes wearily.
As far as the eye can see, a warm blood color is silently spreading across the wrist.
Jiang Zhi looked at the gradually expanding red with a calm expression.
He thought, this time, maybe he could finally have a good rest.
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