With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

Chapter 988 The Frail and Sickly Heiress (The End)

"What are you talking about?" A-Zhen asked, feigning ignorance.

Ling Huan gripped his coffee cup nervously: "How about we start a relationship?"

He asks me out for coffee every day; he can't possibly use his health as an excuse to avoid this, can he?

If she didn't truly like him, why would she be willing to sit here and chat with him?

If he were to back down now that others have taken so many steps, he wouldn't be a man.

“Sure,” A-Zhou said.

No sooner had she finished speaking than staff members appeared from all directions pushing bouquets of roses.

Ling Huan also showed off his newly learned magic trick, taking out a rose and handing it to Azhen in front of her.

Azhen accepted it with a smile.

It was very ceremonial, and she was very happy.

Recently, someone has been keeping an eye on Azhen and Linghuan. Azhen is not afraid of any trouble, but she also doesn't want to cause any more conflict, so she didn't show any of her skills and cure Linghuan's illness in one go.

Afterwards, those people saw that Azhen and Ling Huan really didn't know about the Life and Death Gu, and that it wasn't as Lian Yang and his mother had said, that the Xia family father and daughter had hired an expert, especially Xia Jinsheng, who was completely ignorant about this matter, so they stopped paying much attention to them.

The key issue is that they also failed to obtain the true secret formula for the Life and Death Gu from Miao Xiu. Miao Xiu claimed that she did not write a fake formula, which they initially did not believe, but later had no choice but to believe it, wondering if some mysterious person had done something to the mother and son.

Some people were unwilling to accept this, but they could only let it go.

For Azhen, it didn't matter whether Miaoxiu died sooner or later; the only one who would suffer was Miaoxiu.

Lian Yang's condition has worsened again. He no longer has the strength to speak and can only stay in the ward waiting to die.

At first, Qin Yin would come to see Lian Yang, but later Qin Yin's complexion got worse day by day until her body returned to the extremely uncomfortable state it had been in before.

"I might not have time to visit you anymore." This was the last time Qin Yin appeared in the ward. "I probably won't live much longer, my body can't hold on anymore, but my parents don't want to give up and want to take me to other places for treatment. It's been so long, I want to give them my last moments."

Lian Yang stared wide-eyed. He was filled with regret, regretting it every single day, countless times.

Faced with life and death, he didn't care about love or romance; he just wanted to live.

How could you abandon me?

Qin Yin fell silent upon hearing this, but did not utter a word of reproach.

"Go again, go again and beg Xia Zhen, okay?" Lian Yang pleaded. He still felt that the mysterious expert was invited by Xia Zhen, or at least Xia Zhen should be familiar with him.

“I don’t really want to see you like this either, but it’s no use begging Xia Zhen,” Qin Yin said. She had already resigned herself to her fate once, and now she was simply back on track and had accepted it calmly.

Lian Yang shook his head: "Don't you want to live? You're Xia Zhen's roommate, she must know some really powerful people who can definitely save you..."

"Lian Yang, let's be realistic. Regardless of whether Xia Zhen has a solution or not, from her perspective, she won't show you any mercy." Qin Yin's words shattered any hope. "She won't either. What right do I have to make her go to the trouble of saving me?"

Lian Yang's face finally turned ashen.

On the day Lian Yang died, he wanted to see Azhen, but Azhen went instead.

She whispered in his ear, "That expert is me. I personally fed you the Zi Gu, it was from that cup of coffee."

Lian Yang stared wide-eyed, his eyes wide open in death.

Seeing Lian Yang die of anger, A-Zhan left the hospital satisfied, having completed the client's task.

Ling Huan led her into the car before whispering, "What did you whisper to him?" "You have to listen to that?" A-Zhen asked with a strange expression.

Now it was Ling Huan's turn to hesitate. It probably wasn't something nice to hear, right?

“I won’t listen then,” he said, still holding A-Lan’s hand and unwilling to let go, worried that such moments wouldn’t come often. But then A-Lan whispered in his ear, “Ling Huan, live a little longer, you can do it.”

Ling Huan was stunned. Even though he was unsure about something, he agreed as if possessed by a ghost when he looked into the beautiful eyes of his beloved. His heart became firm.

He should have lived longer.

The thought of leaving her makes me very sad.

Looking at their intertwined hands, he felt a sense of fulfillment, even feeling that it was a compensation from heaven.

Recently, things have taken a turn for the better between his parents. Miao Xiu's appearance reopened old wounds, which ironically led to a positive outcome.

He wasn't too sure about Miao Xiu's situation and hadn't paid much attention to it, but in any case, it wouldn't be good for her. Even if she didn't die, she wouldn't be released.

Not long after Lian Yang's death, A-Zhan heard the news of Qin Yin, and her health collapsed. Lian Yang died unwillingly, while Qin Yin faced everything with equanimity.

Finally, he sent a message to Azhen, saying he was very sorry.

There was no real enmity between the two, but Azhen wouldn't go to great lengths to save the other's life; they were destined to be apart.

Later, Ling Huan had a physical examination every month, paying extra attention to her health, fearing that something unexpected might happen. Each examination result showed no improvement, but it didn't worsen either.

Decades later, the doctors who examined him were numb to it all.

Even when Ling Huan was over ninety years old, he never imagined he would live so long. Of course, living with his lover day and night, he had some guesses, but it was best to keep such things to himself to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

Xia Jinsheng lived for a long time. Although he had many underlying health conditions, he did not feel particularly uncomfortable. It was just that the test results were not very normal. On the surface, no one could tell that there was a problem.

All of this is naturally thanks to Azhen.

"See? I knew you could do it. You're over ninety years old so easily," Azhen praised with a smile.

Ling Huan: ...

Isn't this all thanks to her? He was almost embarrassed by the praise.

"Love gives people strength! It makes people live longer! Cousin, you really live a long life, outliving quite a few doctors. Is this what it means to 'mend and patch until ninety-nine'?" Meng Xuan, who had also become an old man, joked with a cane. His children standing beside him looked helpless, but also felt that it was true that "an old person in the family is a treasure."

Everyone sensed that Ling Huan was about to leave this world.

The space was left for the two of them, but at some point, some unidentified people came in from outside.

After a long while, there was no movement in the ward. They pushed the door open and saw that Ling Huan had already left, and Azhen was sitting by the bed.

One of the unidentified men walked up to Azhen and asked with a hint of respect, "Ms. Xia, it's been so many years, can you tell us what exactly happened to Mr. Ling and Mr. Xia Jinsheng's health?"

But no response.

Meng Xuan snorted rudely from the side: "Don't ask anymore. They were all lovey-dovey and left together. Let's go back."

Only then did everyone realize that Meng Xuan's words were true, and they were filled with regret.

Seeing everyone staring at him, Meng Xuan was speechless: "I've been strong and healthy since I was a child, and I rarely even catch a cold. It's purely genetic. Don't look at me, it has nothing to do with that. If it weren't for that accident, my cousin would also be very strong and healthy, and living to be a hundred years old would be a piece of cake."

After saying that, he tapped his cane hard and turned to leave.

My cousins ​​are both incredibly capable; it's no wonder some people can't achieve their goals. Can they even control such a situation? So it's best not to know.