Chapter 83 Ah-Ying, Don’t Be Afraid of My Brother Being Here…

"Bang——" The bloody long sword fell to the ground. Yu Zeying fell heavily. Yu Zehui felt that all the blood rushed to his brain and his heart was about to jump out of his throat. He shouted hysterically, "Xi Ma! Hurry up and call Doctor Zhang! Hurry up!!!"

He rolled and crawled to Yu Zeying's side, and covered his neck with trembling hands, "Ying...don't be afraid...don't be afraid as long as I'm here..."

Yu Zeying started coughing, and the coughing became more and more violent. He coughed out large mouthfuls of boiling blood, and his entire upper body was shaking, "Brother...Brother..."

Yu Zehui was a little upset, "Don't talk...don't talk! Doctor Zhang will be here soon!" With red eyes, he shouted fiercely, "Why hasn't Doctor Zhang come yet?!!!!"

"Here he comes, here he comes, Doctor Zhang is here!!!"

Xi's mother rushed over with Doctor Zhang. Everything in front of them looked like a slaughterhouse. The two were so scared that their faces turned pale. Yu Zehui lost his mind and yelled, "Don't worry about the three of them. If they die, they die!!! Come and save Ah Yi!!!"

Doctor Zhang did not dare to disobey, "Yes..."

As soon as midnight arrived, the sound of fireworks continued, exploding in clusters in the black night sky, like splashing blood...

Without Yu Zeying on New Year's Eve, Lu Sui always felt like something was missing. He made him half a pot of wine-brewed dumplings, but they were all frozen and solidified, and he didn't come...

"Hubby!!!" Lu Sui heard the crying, suddenly raised her head, stood up and strode towards the room, "What's wrong? Xuanbao..."

There was a red lantern in the room, casting an eerie red light. Liang Jingxuan shed tears one after another from her long eyelashes, "Husband...Brother Ying lost a lot of blood, so much blood! He lost a lot of blood..."

Lu Sui became increasingly anxious as he held him in his arms. The panic in his dark eyes was even more intense than that in Liang Jingxuan's. He whispered, "That was a nightmare... It's not real... Don't be afraid!"

Liang Jingxuan's face quickly turned pale, "It's not a nightmare... it's real! There's so much blood..."

Outside the operating room——

Yu Zehui stood against the wall with a gun in his right hand. He was in a state of emotional collapse, violent and gloomy. The doctors and nurses passing by were trembling with fear. The operation lasted for three hours...

The operating room door opened, and Doctor Zhang took off his mask and walked out, "Young Master, the Second Young Master is out of danger!!!"

Yu Zehui leaned against the wall, "Really?!!! Can I go in and see him now?"

"Can!"

The air in the intensive care unit seemed to be frozen. The cold white walls and the gloomy atmosphere made people feel suffocated. The only sounds were the subtle dripping of the ECG monitor and the ticking of the intravenous drip.

Yu Zeying lay bloodless on the hospital bed, wearing an oxygen mask. He put away his gun and tried to touch Yu Zeying's hand with trembling fingers, but when he saw the needle still inserted in the back of his hand, he retracted his fingers.

"Ah-Yai! You idiot, how can you be so brave? If you want to kill them, just tell me and I will help you kill them..."

Yu Zehui sneered, with a hint of bitterness spreading from the tip of his tongue, "You idiot, you have been an idiot since you were a child. I bullied you so much, but you still followed me and called me brother all day long... idiot... Ah-Ying, live well, and leave the rest to me!"

After leaving the intensive care unit, Doctor Zhang looked solemn, "Young Master... Master and Madam are out of danger for the time being... but... but..."

Yu Zehui pinched his nose irritably, "Yu Qinghai is not doing well?"

Doctor Zhang didn't even dare to breathe, "It's... the venom of the silver snake, it's too poisonous!"

Yu Zehui lowered his eyes, hiding the madness in his eyes, and pursed his lips, "How long can I live?"

Doctor Zhang nodded slightly, "One hour!"

Yu Zehui ripped off the stethoscope from his body and said grimly, "One hour is too long. I'm going to send him to death now!"

Doctor Zhang was startled by his cold demeanor, "Yes..."

Yu Zehui swung the stethoscope and fiercely kicked open the door of the operating room. The doctor who was still performing the operation was so frightened by the sinister and crazy look in his eyes that he didn't even take the scalpel. "Master Yu, this is an operating room! Please get out!"

Yu Zehui smiled grimly, "If you don't want to die, get out! ! ! If you want to die, stay here and be buried with him!"

The doctors and nurses looked at each other and all retreated.

Yu Qinghai was lying on the bed, his body was bruised, his breathing was rapid, his limbs were numb, and he was tortured beyond recognition by the venom of the silver ring snake. Yu Zehui walked leisurely to the bedside, "Uncle, does it hurt?"

Yu Qinghai opened his mouth stiffly, "Save me..."

Yu Zehui laughed sarcastically, "Are you an idiot? Do you think I will save you?!" He leaned down and whispered in his ear, "I'm here to kill you!!!"

The stethoscope for saving lives was now tightly strangling Yu Qinghai's neck. Yu Zehui put his feet on the bed and pulled back hard. Veins popped out on his arms. Yu Qinghai's eyes were bloodshot as he tried to pull the stethoscope off his neck, but he died before he could touch it...

Yu Zehui loosened the stethoscope and tugged at his tie, "Stupid... I'm so tired..." Walking around to the bedside, Yu Qinghai opened his eyes wide, dying with his eyes open. Yu Zehui was as calm as if he was looking at a dead dog, and used his hand to feel his breath and pulse. He was indeed dead...

But it was too easy for him to die like this!

He picked up the IV holder and smashed it against his head again and again. Bloody red blood splattered on the white wall, followed by thick brain matter...

When Zehui stopped, the white wall looked like a large field of Lycoris radiata...

He couldn't help but exclaim, "It's pretty good!"

He threw away the IV stand in his hand, took off his blood-stained suit jacket, and lowered his eyes. Yu Qinghai, who was lying on the bed, had his head half beaten up, and blood and brain matter were splattered everywhere...

Yu Zehui stared at him with a pair of fierce eyes, "Idiot! Remember, I killed you, not Ah Ying! Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor, if you want to take my life, come find me!"

The white light cast his shadow on the wall, extremely distorted and crazy...

Yu Zehui walked out swaggeringly, covered in blood. The doctors and nurses walked in fearfully, "Ahhh... Ahhhh..."

The young intern nurse was completely frightened.

Yu Zehui walked to the dark staircase and wanted to smoke a cigarette. Just as he put it in his mouth, a faint voice came from below, "No smoking!"

He took the cigarette out of his mouth and looked down, and saw a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes glaring at him angrily, "No, no!" He threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground and stepped on it again and again.

Zhi Yan was wearing a cream-colored woolen coat, a thick red scarf around his neck, and holding a dolphin-shaped incubator in his hands. Yu Zehui rushed over and hugged him in his arms, "It's so cold, why are you here!"

Zhi Yan looked at him resentfully with her misty peach blossom eyes, "Today is New Year's Eve... Every year you say you will spend the New Year with me, and every year you lie to me... You don't come to see me, and you don't let me come to see you?!"

Yu Zehui was not afraid of anything except tears. "Let me go, let me go. How could I not let me go?! I'll think of finding you after I finish my work at the hospital... Don't cry, don't cry... You haven't recovered yet... Don't get excited!"

Zhiyan's face was pale, except for her lips which were bright red. She picked up the thermos box in her hand and said, "I made glutinous rice balls with sesame filling...Eating glutinous rice balls brings reunion..."

Yu Zehui took the insulated box and said, "Okay! Let's eat glutinous rice balls and be reunited!"

Under the bleak light, the two people on the corridor snuggled up to each other. Yu Zehui held the thermos box and ate one glutinous rice ball at a time, "Slow down... It's very hot! I got burned just now..."

Zhiyan was afraid that he would get scalded, so he leaned over to get the thermos. Then he realized that the water in the thermos was also hot, "Eat slowly! It's very hot..."

Seeing how anxious Yu Zehui was, he could feel a sense of triumph in his eyes and brows, "Great! I'm so hungry... I'm starving to death..."

Zhi Yan glared at him angrily, "Who told you not to eat? You deserve it... I ate it too fast right after it came out of the pot, and I got burned. It still hurts now..."

Yu Zehui heard that he was burned, put down the incubator, opened his mouth, and saw a big blister on his upper jaw. He frowned and asked, "Did you apply medicine?"

Zhi Yan leaned on his shoulder and said, "I wiped it... but I ate it, it hurts..."

"Then I'll help you disinfect!" Yu Zehui leaned over slightly and swallowed all the remaining blood on his lips. Unlike the previous fierce and predatory kisses, this kiss was gentle and slow, like a whisper in the ear, lingering and sad...

After the kiss, Yu Zehui kissed the tip of his red nose again, "Does it hurt?"

Zhi Yan was a little annoyed, "It hurts even more, liar!!!"

Yu Zehui shamelessly moved forward and said, "Then kiss me again!"

Zhi Yan covered his mouth and said, "No more kissing. Eat the glutinous rice balls quickly and then kiss me after you finish eating..."

Yu Zehui kissed the corner of his eye and said, "Okay...listen to your wife!"

Zhi Yan bit her lip, "Who is your wife! Stop yelling..."

Yu Zehui put down the spoon, anger rising from the bottom of his heart and rushing straight to his brain.

"What do you mean?! You don't acknowledge it? Was it a ghost who married me in St. Patrick's Cathedral in Ireland last year? Was it a ghost who swore to me that we would be together through life and death?! I tell you, there is no way you can get a divorce. In Ireland, you can only get married, not divorce!"

After realizing it, he said, "I was just kidding! I just wanted to tease you, don't be angry..."

Yu Zehui was like a cat with its fur standing on end, as if fire was burning all over his body. "Are you kidding? Is this even a joke?! Are you teasing me? Am I a dog? You're teasing me..." After saying that, he turned away.

Zhi Yan turned his angry face over and kissed him while coaxing him softly, "Don't be angry, I was really wrong...husband..."

A stone fell into Yu Zehui's heart, causing ripples.

Zhiyan was shy and rarely called him husband. He forced her to do so just to satisfy his evil taste. Her cheeks suddenly became hot, as if to cover up her feelings. She held Zhiyan's face and kissed him fiercely...

The cold wind in the corridor could not blow away the heat from their bodies...

"Wife... today is New Year's Eve, can you give me something sweet?"

Zhi Yan held his breath and panted, "What do you want?"

Yu Zehui said nervously, "Just... let's do it once in the car, okay?"

Zhiyan played dumb, "What are you doing in the car?"

His acting was so poor that Yu Zehui saw through it at once. With a cold face, he stood up and carried him on his shoulders domineeringly, "You will know if you follow me to the car now!!! If I don't make you roll your eyes tonight, I will take your fucking last name!"