Vol 3 Chapter 1381: -Preparation for death

When Qingsong's body that was vomiting blood was supported, Ji Thief didn't get into the cart, but went along with the horse and led the people beside the carriage, and then escorted the carriage to the tribe.
After all, it was a knife that couldn't last for years. The old Qingsong car kept vomiting blood. No matter how Ah Huang cried, Qing Song's face still didn't improve.
He asked Ji Thief impulsively: "Okay! When will it be? Hurry up!"
Ji thief's face was gloomy: "Ado, hurry up."
Ado gritted his teeth without answering, urging the pulling horse to speed up.
Finally, when they arrived outside the Li Volcano Valley, everyone urged the horse to go quickly. Before reaching the door, Ji Zei speeded up and shouted to open the door.
The carriage leader drove straight in and ran all the way to the medical department, bringing up a cloud of smoke.
In the tribe, the people who worked in the tribe were very curious when they saw this scene, and they whispered to each other to ask what happened.
Outside the medical department, Ji Zei dismounted and ran forward, shouting Bai Lian's name loudly.
Ah Huang also jumped out of the carriage and hugged his grandfather.
In the medical department, Bai Lian was teaching the people in the department how to use medical techniques to save people. He was doing exercises. He was shocked when he saw Ji Zei and Ah Huang rushing to shout their names. He hurried out and asked what happened. .
Ji thief pointed to Qing Song in Ah Huang's arms: "Hurry up, hurry up and save people!"
Bai Lian stunned, and when he saw Qing Song still vomiting blood in Ah Huang's arms, he let out a cry and asked how it happened. While asking, asked people to lift Qing Song inside.
Bring the green pine in, Bai Lian began to arrange for the green pine treatment.
Ah Huang cried badly, but Ji Thief stood beside him silently.
For half an hour, Bailian came down, shaking his head, looking very tired.
Upon seeing this, Akira nervously grabbed Bailian's bloodstained hand and asked what happened.
Bai Lian looked at Ah Huang, her lips opened and she didn't know how to answer.
Ji thief walked over, supported Ah Huang, and said, "Bai Lian, just say it."
Bai Lian lowered her head for a moment and said, "Master Patriarch, I can't save Qing Song."
This sentence was like a bolt from a blue sky, and Ah Huang was stupid.
Immediately, Akira stood there, his whole body dull like a puppet.
"Why, how could it not be cured? Grandpa was just kicked." Ah Huang said, still bleeding from the door.
Bai Lian looked at Ah Huang and sighed: "Yes, it's just a kick, but Qing Song's resistance is not so strong at all. That kick broke his bones, and if I got it somewhere else, You can pick it up, but this is the chest. How to pick it up if the breastbone is kicked to pieces?"
Ji Thief asked: "Is there really no way at all?"
Bai Lian shook his head: "Even if there is, even if he can connect his bones, but he shed so much blood, he can't survive."
After a word fell, Ah Huang sat on the ground with a puff, his whole person seemed to be stupid.
Bai Lian shook her head, spread her hand and said, "Master Patriarch, I'm going out first."
Ji Thief gave a hum, and then looked at Ah Huang with a complicated expression.
The latter seemed like the sky had fallen. Suddenly, he couldn't help but slapped his face: "My bastard, my bastard, why should I go riding a horse, why should I go riding a horse."
The thief was a little uncomfortable, and he pulled Ahuang and said: "Ahuang, don't be like this, I am not good, I shouldn't invite you to ride a horse."
Ah Huang just kept crying. After Ji Thief persuaded him a few times, Ah Huang suddenly broke out. With his arm force, he overthrew Ji Thief to the ground and rolled several times in place.
Tushan, who was following Ji Zei, raised his eyebrows, stepped forward, raising his eyebrows to get angry, but was stopped by Ji Zei.
Ah Huang overthrew Ji Thief, but also a little guilty, and said in a hurry: "Yes, sorry Ji Thief, yes, it is my fault, you, you go away, I want to stay with Grandpa for a while."
Ah Huang said sadly, Ji Thief didn’t know what to do, so he nodded:
Well, that’s good, you and Brother Qingsong will stay for a while, I’m waiting for you outside. If you have anything, just call me. ."
With Ah Huang, Ji thief took Tushan out and closed the door before leaving.
When he came out outside, Ado stood there and asked the thief weakly: "Then, the patriarch, Qing Song really can't save him?"
The thief nodded: "Well, Bai Lian can't say it, I think there should be no one who can save him."
Ador snorted: "He deserves to be like this. A wanderer really thinks of himself as a patriarch and deserves his retribution!"
Hearing this, Ji thief frowned and stared at Addo, and immediately, Addo was speechless in fright.
Ji Thief rubbed his eyebrows: "Don't talk nonsense, go and do your own business."
Ado didn't know what Ji Thief meant, he didn't know if he was angry or agreed, so he nodded cautiously, turned around and ran out.
After Addo left, Ji Zei looked around, came to the window in the corridor, sat on it, was leaned against the wall, looked outside and sighed.
Seeing this, Tushan walked over and asked Ji Thief what happened.
Ji Thief shook his head: "It's nothing, but I didn't expect a good horse race to cause such a thing, Tushan, you said I just want Ah Huang to join us, why is it so fateful?"
Tushan rubbed his nose: "Master Patriarch, if I want to say that Qingsong is the same as Addo said, this guy deserves it. You don't know how much this hates in the tribe when we are away. Kind."
"I know all of this, but now it's not about whether Qingsong deserves it or not, but what does Akira think of us? Does he think that we deliberately harmed Qingsong and then become enemies with us?"
Tushan snorted: "What's the matter? If it is really the case, then we will have a big deal..."
As he said, Tushan put his hand on the edge of his neck and made a gesture of wiping his neck: "If Ah Huang dares to oppose us, we will kill him..."
The thief frowned and looked at Tushan: "Tushan, when did you become so violent? I remember you were not like this before."
Tushan shook his head: "Because I was sure to deal with the previous enemies, but I am not sure about Ah Huang. My responsibility is to protect you, the patriarch. If Ah Huang is really hostile to us, he wants to hurt you, I Can't stop him, so patriarch, if Ah Huang told you like that, then I would rather kill him."
After some words, Ji Thief once again felt the loyalty of Tushan, so that Ji Thief couldn't help being a little moved: "Tushan you..."
Putting aside the two for the time being, the camera was pulled over in the room.
Ahuang and Grandpa were alone for about half an hour. Suddenly Qing Song coughed violently on the bed.
Ah Huang, who had been sluggish all the time, heard the sound agitated, and ran up quickly: "Grandpa, you, are you okay."
He opened his eyes lightly and slowly, and his drunken eyes were dim and apathetic. After this meeting, they also became anxious.
He looked at Ah Huang in front of him, put his hand on Ah Huang's face, and said weakly: "A Huang, Xiao Ah Huang, what's the matter with you? Why are you still crying?"
A Huang quickly wiped her tears: "I didn't cry, Grandpa, I didn't cry, really."
The old man smiled and smiled, but he coughed.
Seeing this, Ah Huang was shocked, and quickly asked what happened.
The old man waved his hand: "What can be done, it's dying."
When I said this, Ah Huang cried even harder.
The old man looked up at the top of the room and sighed, "I knew it would be such a day since I was driven out by the Sun Tribe. I'm ready, so Ahuang, don't be sad."
Is this something that can be seen in one sentence? The old man shouldn't be sad, how could Ah Huang not be sad?
Cries and chirps are like tears.
The old man gently stroked his grandson's head: "Ahuang, we wandered before, no matter how big things, I can survive, because if I die, there will be no one to take care of you, but this time, I'm afraid it won't work. ···"
Ah Huang cried: "I don't need grandpa, I can take care of myself, really, I can take care of myself."
The old man waved his hand straight: "Don't talk, listen to me."
Akira nodded vigorously.
The old man opened his mouth just to say, another mouthful of blood came out, and then, pale and extremely weak, he said with difficulty, "I, I can't live anymore, Ahuang, you, remember, I, after I die, You, you can join the Lihuo tribe and go to the Ji thief. This, I watched these days, he, he can take care of you instead of me..."