Chapter 83 Burial
When Yu Qingchuan came back, he felt that the courtyard was extremely quiet.
There was a faint smell of blood and decay in the air.
Much richer than the previous few days.
A sinister premonition flashed through Yu Qingchuan's mind.
At the same time, Qiao Yu, Jiang Zhan and others also appeared at the gate of the yard.
Two minutes ago, Jiang Zhan used mental detection.
I wanted to check if there was any unusual movement in the village, but I found that the two original signs of life in the center of the village had completely lost their spiritual fluctuations.
The five people stood there looking at each other.
Yu Qingchuan's gaze swept across the four people's faces one by one, quietly observing the expressions of each of them.
Jiang Zhan had an indifferent but serious look on his face; Qiao Yu and Cheng Sinian pursed their lips, their eyes slightly red; and Luo Zhenzhen was already in tears.
Yu Qingchuan's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.
He threw the heavy stone he brought back to the ground, folded his wings and claws, and stumbled into the west room.
Qiao Yu and the other four followed closely behind.
The moment the door opened, the scene inside the house suddenly came into everyone's eyes.
The light red and yellow blood flowed all over the ground.
Dr. Yu and Mrs. Yu lay quietly side by side on the bed, their heads and bodies separated.
Judging from the guillotine on the bed and the millstones, scissors and ropes scattered on the ground, it is not difficult to guess the cause of Dr. Yu's death.
Everyone suppressed their grief and slowly walked to the bedside.
Dr. Yu's face was pressed tightly against Mrs. Yu's head, his eyes still wide open.
The wound at Mrs. Yu's broken neck had begun to rot, and her time of death was obviously earlier than that of Dr. Yu.
Cheng Sinian picked up the empty medicine bottle beside him with shaking hands, put it to his nose and sniffed it, "...It's Pavlon and potassium chloride."
Then it goes without saying what was originally in the remaining tasteless bottle.
"Barbiturate..." Qiao Yu's voice choked slightly. "Dr. Yu performed a lethal injection on Mrs. Yu."
The lethal injection is a form of death penalty invented by countries around the world out of humanitarianism before the end of the world. The drugs used are all non-toxic or mildly toxic, and are not lethal.
The time it takes for the victim to enter clinical death after injection is very short, usually only 30 to 50 seconds, and the deceased will not have any physiological pain response.
It feels like getting an injection when you are sick, and then falling asleep forever without realizing it.
Dr. Yu gently helped Mrs. Yu pass through the last moments of her life without pain, but he cruelly chopped off his own head with his own hands.
"Plop——" Yu Qingchuan bent his knees and knelt straight on the ground.
The sticky blood on the ground soaked his pants.
But he seemed unaware.
Tears as big as beans rushed out of his wide eyes.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
It was the first time that Qiao Yu knew that human lips could tremble to this extent.
Cheng Sinian felt a little reluctant, and the moment he turned his head away, he saw an open notebook on the table not far away.
Cheng Sinian walked over and picked up the notebook.
Dr. Yu's handwriting is as vigorous as ever.
The first page of the notebook records the entire process of Mrs. Yu from her death to her alienation.
It was written in a very eloquent way on two pages.
The third page of the notebook, a short half page, is left for them.
"Everyone: Please forgive us for saying goodbye to you in this way."
"The two pages of records above are the last we can do."
"It is an honor for us, my husband and I, to meet you all."
"Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. Please don't grieve for us."
"For me, sacrificing for my country is my honor. Even if there are thousands of people, I will go."
"And finally being able to leave this world as a human being is our best destination."
"As for the customs I mentioned, that's not deception. It's just that the inscriptions on the stone tablets aren't symbols, but blessings from friends and family."
"The current situation is difficult, so there's no need to erect a monument. If possible, I just hope you can bury us together under the mutant plants in the courtyard and give us some good wishes in your hearts."
"If the snakes eventually come, let this plant we nourish stand a last stand against them."
"Qingchuan, there's no need to be sad or blame yourself. This is the path that father and mother chose."
"For the past few years, you've been trying to follow the same path we've taken. But you don't have to. One day, you'll forge your own path."
"Don't dwell on your sorrow. Leave here as soon as possible."
"Gentlemen, may your journey ahead be smooth."
"May we meet again in the next life."
"May all the people of the world escape this apocalyptic purgatory as soon as possible."
"Yu Huairen, last words."
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The mutant snakes are getting closer and closer.
Due to time constraints, everyone buried Dr. Yu and Mrs. Yu together under the mutant plants in the yard that night according to Dr. Yu's wishes.
When the burial took place, the Lin family and Fang Lin and others also came.
They didn't know the cause of death of Dr. Yu and Mrs. Yu, but Qiao Yu had been acting out of character these past two days, telling them about the great contributions Dr. Yu and Mrs. Yu had made to the end times, which deeply shocked them.
So today, they all came to see Dr. Yu and Mrs. Yu off for the last time.
Although Dr. Yu said that there was no need to erect a tombstone for them, Qiao Yu and the others tacitly took a stone tablet brought back by Yu Qingchuan, sat silently around the graves of Dr. Yu and Mrs. Yu, and began to carve blessings for the two.
Qiao Yu took a knife and carved "Holding your hand, growing old with you" on the stele stroke by stroke.
This is not only a good wish for Dr. Yu and Mrs. Yu in their afterlife, but also a good expectation for herself and Jiang Zhan in this life.
In this life, whether it is Dr. Yu’s reputation or her life, Jiang Zhan’s life and Cheng Sinian’s life.
She wanted to take them all back from Han Ming.
She is determined to make Han Ming pay with blood!
After everyone had carved the stone tablet, they spontaneously began to keep vigil for Dr. Yu and Mrs. Yu.
But except Yu Qingchuan who was kneeling, everyone else was sitting cross-legged in front of the tomb.
"Thank you all for your hard work... After the wake tonight... we will set off."
Yu Qingchuan knelt in the front and after a brief loss of voice, he was finally able to speak.
He suppressed his grief and spoke with sobs.
Since it was his father's last wish, he was willing to obey it.
No one answered. It was a silent acquiescence.
Qiao Yu looked at Jiang Zhan with some confusion, feeling a little strange.
Jiang Zhan never liked her paying too much attention to people other than him, nor did he like her to meddle in other people's affairs.
Under normal circumstances, if Jiang Zhan met a hero like Dr. Yu who was willing to sacrifice his life for justice, he would just call him "stupid" indifferently.
Then he pulled her away with an unhappy look on his face.
But when it comes to Dr. Yu, he seems to have suddenly become much calmer.
Whether it was their first meeting with Dr. Yu and Mrs. Yu, or his disclosure of Dr. Yu and his wife's death, Qiao Yu found it unbelievable.
Even when she proposed to keep vigil for Dr. Yu with Yu Qingchuan, he simply said that he would accompany her and showed no signs of stopping her or showing any displeasure.
Qiao Yu looked at Cheng Sinian, who had a sad face, thoughtfully. Could it be because Cheng Sinian respected Dr. Yu?
Jiang Zhan seemed to see through Qiao Yu's confusion. He gently held her hand and whispered, "Dr. Yu once saved me, but he probably doesn't remember it."
Qiao Yu was stunned and looked even more confused.
"Eight years ago, those twelve stab wounds."
Jiang Zhan's expression was calm, but a hint of gratitude flashed across his eyes.
If it weren't for Dr. Yu, he might have really died at that time.
He would not have the chance to hug and kiss his Ayu.
Qiao Yu widened his eyes when he heard this.
So that's how it is.
When they kept vigil in silence again, Qiao Yu felt even more grateful and respectful.
Dr. Yu, thank you for allowing Azhan to reappear in front of me in one piece.
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