Wang Yang, Time to Eat Noodles
Xingfu City, First Hospital.
Wang Yang, who was lying on the hospital bed, did not know what kind of amazing scene he would see next.
He was still holding on, but his eyes had already turned turbid.
He could feel his life slipping away bit by bit.
"They are good children…"
The old man said this on the phone screen.
The next moment, the old man's stooped figure was no longer stooped. Instead, he slowly straightened up.
As he stepped out, golden light appeared. The old man's figure was enveloped in golden light, as if a celestial had descended.
"Son of the King of Hell, I haven't seen you for a thousand years."
"This old man wants a few people from you today!”
A majestic, angry voice that could not be rejected sounded.
It was the old man's voice. Wang Yang was extremely familiar with this voice.
At this moment, Wang Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, and a sense of reverence rose in his heart.
He knew that this was Boss Zhang's arrangement.
Such generosity must have been arranged by Boss Zhang!
Just as Wang Yang thought that Zhang Ye's arrangements were over, the climax of the funeral for the old man was about to begin.
Behind the old man, a real and illusory limestone road appeared.
When he saw the illusory Fengdu City appear, Wang Yang's eyes could not help but widen, and his eyes were filled with horror.
This…
If the golden light was a special effect or a smokescreen, this could be explained.
However, Fengdu City still had the green stone path behind the old man that led to Fengdu City, as well as the Resurrection Lily on both sides of the path…
How could he explain all this?
However, all of this was no longer important.
Wang Yang smiled. The corners of his mouth under the oxygen mask curled up. His eyes curved into a crescent moon shape, and his expression was full of joy.
His comrade's funeral was very " grand," just as Boss Zhang had said.
He had organized an unforgettable funeral for his comrades, allowing them to be buried in glory and return in glory!
He had no regrets…He had no regrets…
Other than the fact that he couldn't cook the noodles personally…Wang Yang could finally let go of everything in his heart.
Knock knock knock---
At this moment.
Someone knocked on the door.
The soldier sitting by the bed put down his phone, stood up solemnly, and walked toward the door.
He opened the door, but there was no one at the door.
Just as the soldier was puzzled, he looked down.
Someone had placed a plastic bag in front of him, and inside was a takeaway with noodles.
The soldier was even more puzzled. He bent down to pick up the takeaway.
There was a note on it.
He handed it to Wang Yang and told him that this was his bowl of Yang Chun noodles.
The soldier was stunned. He looked at the note and immediately took the takeaway. He turned around and walked into the ward.
When he came to the bedside, the soldier raised the takeaway of Yang Chun noodles in his hand.
"Wang Yang, Wang Yang! Someone sent you Yang Chun noodles! Say that this is your bowl!"
Hearing this.
Wang Yang, who had slowly closed his eyes, suddenly opened them.
He looked at the plastic bag in the soldier's hand and looked at the takeout box containing the Yang Chun noodles.
A tear rolled down the corner of his eye.
His noodles had arrived…
This time, he could really leave without regrets.
Beep--
Beside the hospital bed, the electrocardiography instrument placed on the table made a long, flat sound.
Instantly, the hospital was in chaos.
Wang Yang, on the other hand, closed his eyes and stayed away from the noise to gather with his comrades.
……
At the memorial garden.
On a high slope a thousand meters away from the funeral.
Zhang Ye held the black umbrella and looked at the message sent by the Last Wish App.
The client, Wang Yang, had passed away.
He put down his phone and looked in the direction of the funeral.
Just now, the old man stepped on the golden light. The real and illusory Fengdu City, as well as the final scene of the old man and Fengdu City messaging together, were all seen by Zhang Ye.
This was a funeral that would be unforgettable for the people who attended, a funeral that would make the deceased glorious, and a satisfying funeral that would allow the client to leave this world without regret.
Through the binoculars, he looked at the smiles on the five tombstones and recalled Wang Yang's smile.
Zhang Ye smiled, turned around, and went down the slope in the opposite direction.
Ding ding ding--
At this moment, Zhang Ye's phone rang.
He took out his phone and looked at the caller ID.
It was a call from Yan Jing.
Without any hesitation, Zhang Ye answered the call.
He didn't speak immediately, but listened quietly to the voice on the other side.
However, the person on the phone did not say anything.
After a long time, she heard someone muttering on the other end of the phone.
"This phone call…was it made like this…did the call go through?”
Upon hearing this voice, Zhang Ye smiled and said," Old Master An, this is Zhang Ye. Why are you calling me?”
"Hehe, young man, it's my fault for being rude. I called you because I wanted to invite you over.”
On the other end of the phone, An Ping smiled and coughed from time to time.
"Sure, Old Master. I just finished dealing with some things here, so I'm going to visit you.”Zhang Ye replied.
Hearing this, An Pingjie laughed a few times over the phone."Hahaha, okay, then I'll be at home and wait for you!”
Then, An Pingjie hung up the phone.
The smile on Zhang Ye's face faded as he looked at the phone that had been hung up.
Old Master An should have had a premonition.
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