"What stupid things are you saying!"

Yu Fan frowned slightly when he heard this, and while helping her heal her wounds, he said, "I am here, it's not an hallucination or a dream. Don't think about it all, endure the pain and it will get better soon."

"Get good..."

Han Qingyue was a little confused and said bitterly: "I don't want to... get well. Living... is so painful. Let me go, I'm already... a useless person."

A deep sadness lingered in her heart, so strong that it could not be melted.

Yu Fan was slightly annoyed and shouted: "Don't say depressed words! All difficulties will pass. You are my family, and I don't allow you to give up on yourself!"

Han Qingyue's life experience was very unfortunate, and Yu Fan also felt sorry for her.

But unfortunately, it is just the past, and the days ahead are still so long, how can you easily say you want to give up?

His clear shout was quite penetrating and echoed directly in Han Qingyue's heart, making her consciousness much clearer.

Han Qingyue's eyes opened a little, and she was stunned when she looked at Yu Fan who was seriously healing her.

Outside the broken house, there was already a cloud of sunset.

The orange-yellow skylight shines, outlining Yu Fan's side face into a silhouette, only the outline can be seen, not very real.

Suddenly, her eyes turned red.

"It's really...you..."

Han Qingyue was in a very complicated mood. She looked at Yu Fan blankly, and her emotions were brewing quickly.

Maybe it was because she hadn't felt care for too long, and at this moment, her mind was about to burst.

"Why...why it's you...woo..."

After all, my eyes couldn't hold back the overflowing tears, and tears as big as beans broke the flow of the thread.

She sobbed, crying so sadly.

The wound that had not recovered was also touched by sobs, and blood came out again, causing her face to twist.

Such a huge reaction was really beyond imagination.

In Yu Fan's eyes, his sister-in-law has always been a decent, dignified and generous woman.

But the fragility she showed at this moment was so real.

Apart from sadness, there seemed to be something else in her words.

But Yu Fan didn't think much about it, but just focused on promoting the flow of Dan Qi to heal her wounds.

"If you want to cry, just cry. It's better to vent it than keep it in your heart." He said.

Even if crying would crack the wound, it wouldn't matter, he would be cured soon.

Han Qingyue cried bitterly.

There was only sob sound left in the broken room.

It was quiet outside, and Yu Fan knocked Feng Jiuchuan away with a palm, and no one dared to make any noise.

a long time.

Han Qingyue cried for a while and finally calmed down a little.

The blood seeped out of the wound on her body, and it was too painful to bear it.

Maybe I know that I have been shot a lot and will definitely die.

So she endured the pain, and the pear blossoms were raining, and said intermittently: "Xiaofan, thank you... Thank you for caring for me so much. Thank you... for letting me know... there are still... and people in the world... who really care about me."

"I'm talking stupid again. We are a family. If I don't care about you, who else can I care about?" Yu Fan said in a painful expression when he saw her face.

"Anyway...thank you." Han Qingyue looked at him gratefully and said, "Xiaofan, there is something I haven't told you yet."

"If you have something to do, I'll talk later. You need to rest now. Stop talking. Close your eyes and have a good sleep." Yu Fan said to her.

"No, if you don't say it... there will be no chance."

Han Qingyue seemed to have concluded that she was not alive. She frowned stubbornly, endured the severe pain, and said, "You... your brother, before your death... left a letter to me, let me give it to you at... the right time."

Yu Fan was shocked when he heard this.

My mind suddenly became hung up.

My elder brother actually left a suicide note?!

He has never heard of this before!

"What letter? What is it written?" He asked subconsciously about his brother.

Han Qingyue said hard: "I...I don't know, he won't let me see it. He said... he must wait until... the group gets better... before giving it to you."

"Where is that letter?"

"At...home, under my...pillow."

Han Qingyue became weaker and weaker as she spoke.

Under her own feelings, she found that she could no longer raise any strength, and probably thought that the deadline had come.

The thin lips moved slightly, and with the last strength, he said in a weak voice: "Xiaofan, I...please ask you something."

"What's the matter? You said." Yu Fan responded to her words, and he had already begun to guess the content of the elder brother's suicide note.

Han Qingyue's eyes were dull and she looked at the setting sun falling in the distance, and her mind seemed to float to a distant place.

She said intermittently, "Xiaofan. When I... die, you cremate me and place the ashes... in... my hometown, Yangxuan Street... the third alley. That is the place where my adoptive parents picked me up. I... I... I want... I want... to go home. I hope... they can... take me back..."

Revealing her last obsession, she pursed her pale thin lips and closed her eyes tiredly.

If someone who didn't know the truth saw her, she would definitely think she passed away.

Although Yu Fan knew that her heart was still there and had begun to recover, her weakness at this time was caused by excessive blood loss.

But after hearing this, I was still very heartbroken, my eyes couldn't help but become wet, and even the matter of my brother's suicide note was temporarily pressed down on my heart.

He nodded and made a promise.

"I'll take you home."

It wasn't until she died before she could send her back to her abandoned place.

Instead, heal her and take her to find her true family.

Ask, why did you abandon it back then!

When Han Qingyue heard this, she smiled slightly, relaxed and fainted.

At this time, everyone outside the house recovered from the shock.

...

Feng Jiuchuan was knocked back by Yu Fan's palm, his feet plowed seven or eight meters away, his bones were dislocated, and he dripped in blood.

This terrifying scene scared everyone.

The four senior mercenaries under Xie Yan held guns and pointed at Yu Fan from afar, not daring to get too close.

Feng Jiuchuan was heart-wrenching in pain, and after shouting for a few words, "This is impossible", he fainted on the spot.

Xie Yan's expression was the most complicated. He looked at Feng Jiuchuan, the number one thug who ended up miserably, and Yu Fan, who was communicating with Han Qingyue in a dilemma.

However, Gao Dahai saw that the powerful Heavenly Master was repelled without any resistance, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

After Han Qingyue fell into a coma, he said to Xie Yan and others: "You are not leaving yet, do you want to wait for death?"

Xie Yan's face was unstable.

Yu Fan's horror made him realize that he had kicked the iron plate today.

He wanted his subordinates to shoot Yu Fan.

But I remembered that someone once said that there is a group of special existences in the world that cannot be handled by ordinary firearms.

If Yu Fan is unable to kill him with one shot, he will be in trouble!

Thinking of this, Xie Yan made a quick decision and shouted: "Retreat!" and left decisively.

Four mercenaries stood Feng Jiuchuan and followed closely behind.

Lin Yi and Li Xixia, not far away, breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.

“Brother Yu is really amazing…”

Lin Yi sighed. He had a further understanding of the gap between himself and Yu Fan.

Li Xixia didn't think so much. She walked back with her little thin waist in pain and squatted beside Yu Fan.

He asked worriedly: "Boss, how is Sister Han like?"

She didn't hear what Han Qingyue said just now, because the voice was too weak, and only Yu Fan could hear it clearly.

Therefore, those despairing words, like last words, did not affect her.

Yu Fan replied: "I am out of danger of life, but it will take some time to recover."
To be continued...