Looking at He Changgeng, whose life was hanging in front of him, Zhang Moqian felt a little moved by the fragility of life. He saw He Changgeng before, and he was energetic, but today he became like this. He Changgeng is only in his fifties, and his life is impermanent, and things in the world are impermanent.

When he heard He Changgeng ask him to agree to his request, Zhang Moqian's face changed slightly. Could it be that He Changgeng promised him not to cause trouble for the He family? When the Zhang family was kicked out of the Yangtze River Delta, it was completely manipulated by Fan Lihua. As Fan Lihua's husband, did He Changgeng want to fight for his wife Fan Lihua before he died and let him let the He family go?

When Zhang Moqian was thinking about how to answer He Changgeng later, He Changgeng spoke again in a weak voice: "Zhang Moqian, this is my last request, please be sure to agree to me."

"Uncle He, what do you want me to do?" Zhang Moqian said with complicated eyes.

"Help me take care of Zijing." He Changgeng said.

"What?"

Zhang Moqian was stunned.

He never expected that He Changgeng's final request was this. He thought that He Changgeng's request was to let the He family go... He didn't expect that he would take care of He Zijing.

Zhang Moqian took a deep breath: "Uncle He, this..."

He Changgeng shook his head slowly and said softly: "Zhang Moqian, do you think my request is abrupt? No, not at all. I knew very well that Fan Lihua used all kinds of means to deal with your Zhang family, so I knew that it was impossible for you to let the He family go. The Yangtze River Delta originally belonged to your Zhang family. In fact, although Fan Lihua and I were husband and wife, I still hated her because she killed my favorite woman, Zijing's mother."

Zhang Moqian listened silently, He Changgeng continued: "Fan Lihua and I have been married for so many years, and I know the best way. She will not be ruthless to anyone and do things to eliminate the roots. I know that she cannot let Zijing go. After I die, Zijing is helpless. How can she avoid Fan Lihua's viciousness? Therefore, I must find someone to help me take care of myself and ensure that she will be happy and worry-free all her life."

"Zhang Moqian, do you know why I look for you?" He Changgeng asked.

Zhang Moqian shook his head.

"Because Zijing likes you."

"He Zijing likes me?" Zhang Moqian pointed at himself in surprise, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Uncle He, don't joke, Zijing just thinks I am a friend."

"No, she likes you." He Changgeng looked at Zhang Moqian with a serious look, with a little vicissitudes and sincerity in his eyes. "Although Zijing went to study in the United States in high school, she is my personal daughter after all, and I know her. Because of her mother, she has always wrapped her heart tightly, not letting anyone touch her, and will not open her heart to anyone, and even when she smiles, she can't feel the real her. However, she looks at you differently."

He Changgeng sighed, "Actually, I knew she likes you a long time ago. Zijing, like her mother, is not good at expressing her feelings. She will only like you silently."

Do long-legged girls really like themselves?

He couldn't help but remember what his aunt Yan Shi said. He remembered that the younger aunt Yan Shi said the same thing, saying that the long-legged girl looked at her very unusually... Now, He Changgeng said the same thing... In addition, Xu Boyi calculated that he and the long-legged girl were lovers, and she would give birth to a child for him in the future, so Zhang Moqian felt a little nervous.

"Zhang Moqian, to be honest, when I first felt that Zijing likes you, I disagreed. I don't want Zijing to be with you. Because once Zijing is with you, then Fan Lihua has an excuse to deal with her. Before, I have been busy introducing Zijing to Zijing to a blind date in order to let Zijing marry a family that Fan Lihua fears and prevent her from being poisoned by Fan Lihua. But... As I was critically ill these two days, I thought of Zijing's mother again, and I gradually understood something. Life is short. If Zijing really marry someone she doesn't like, will she be happy?"

"Zhang Moqian, I know everything you did in Kunming and in the Yangtze River Delta. You are a capable person. This is also the reason why I decided to ask you to take good care of Zijing." He Changgeng looked at Zhang Moqian and said, "How do you feel about Zijing?"

"She is my friend..."

"Do you really think Zijing is a friend?" He Changgeng smiled, "Zhang Moqian, don't deceive yourself. A woman as beautiful as my daughter, do you really just want to be friends with her?"

Zhang Moqian choked!

"Zijing is a silly girl who quietly likes you. After I die, I hope you can take good care of her, not let her be hurt, and let her live happily in this life." He Changgeng looked at Zhang Moqian and said, "A man should protect four things in his life: the land under his feet, the parents at home, the brothers around him, and the woman in his arms. Zhang Moqian, I was unable to protect Zijing's mother at the beginning, but I hope you can protect Zijing for the rest of your life."

The land under your feet, the parents at home, the brothers around you, and the women in your arms.

Zhang Moqian read it silently and nodded solemnly: "Uncle He, don't worry, I will take good care of Zijing."

"Thanks."

He Changgeng nodded with satisfaction and sighed, and said, "I don't care about your hatred between you and Fan Lihua, but when Fan Lihua dealt with your Zhang family, Dongming was still young, and that matter had nothing to do with him. After all, he was Zijing's half-brother. If that time comes, I hope you can spare his life."

Zhang Moqian nodded.

Zhang Moqian left the ward, and then it was Fan Lihua who entered.

He Changgeng looked at Fan Lihua and opened his mouth. Fan Lihua waved his hand and said, "I know what you are going to say? Do you want me to let He Zijing go, right?"

He Changgeng nodded.

"Impossible." Fan Lihua snorted coldly, "He Changgeng, although you and I are husband and wife, I don't love you, and I don't even like you a little bit. My relationship with you is all based on Dongming. You said that I let He Zijing go, but can your daughter He Zijing let me go? He Changgeng, you should know that Fan Lihua is not stupid. I know that Zijing knew a long time ago that her mother's real cause of death. Although her eyes looked at me were very calm, the hatred could not be concealed. If I didn't kill her, then she would kill me."

He Changgeng sighed. He knew that he could not change Fan Lihua's determination. Just like he could not stop Fan Lihua from killing his beloved woman.

Fan Lihua left the ward, and the next person to enter was He Dongming.

He Dongming looked at He Changgeng with his eyes red, and shouted softly: "Dad."

"Dongming."

"Well, dad, what do you want to say?"

He Changgeng smiled bitterly and said, "Dongming, Dad doesn't want you to do anything. Dad just wants to tell you that if something really happens to the He family in the future, don't think about revenge or something. Being alive, powerful and wealthy, and nothing counts in the face of a fragile life."

"Dad, you will get better. Our He family has money and can hire the most wise doctor. If not, we will definitely cure you when we go to the United States."

"Haha, Dongming, there are some things that cannot be bought back no matter how much money it is, including feelings and life." He Changgeng waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go out and help me shout Zijing in."

He Dongming left the room silently.

After a while, He Zijing walked into the ward and saw her increasingly haggard father, tears could not help but flow out of her eyes.

"dad."

"Zijing, come and sit."

He Zijing walked to the hospital bed and sat down.

"Zijing, do you know why dad called Zhang Moqian?"

He Zijing shook her head.

"Because Dad wants to hand you over to him." He Changgeng looked at his daughter with a gentle face and said, "Dad knows that you like him. Zijing, you are such a silly girl. Do you know that you are very much like your mother and always like to hide your feelings deep in your heart. In fact, why should you hide your feelings when facing the person you like? But don't worry, Dad had already told Zhang Moqian just now, and Dad can see that he likes you too. If you follow him, Dad will feel at ease."

"Dad, I..."

He Changgeng shook his head hard and said, "Zijing, after listening to me, Dad has not had much time... You have to be careful about Fan Lihua. She has known the truth for a long time. She has never attacked you. Maybe it is because of my life. Dad died, so she has no place to be afraid of. When you go there, be careful not to leave Zhang Moqian. I believe Zhang Moqian can protect you, do you know?"

"Yes." He Zijing nodded.

"Zijing, I'm here to accompany my dad today. Even if something happens to my dad, don't call the doctor to come for first aid. It's useless. Dad doesn't want to die on the cold first aid table. Dad hopes to keep watching you."

"Dad, don't worry, Zijing has been here to accompany you." He Zijing said softly. She walked over and locked the door of the ward, and then returned to the bed to accompany He Changgeng.

Outside the ward.

In addition to Fan Lihua and He Dongming, Zhang Moqian is also there.

He stood in the smoking area and smoked silently. He had already greeted Teacher Jiang and would not go back tonight. The long-legged girl had a hard life. When she was a child, she witnessed her mother being killed. She went to the devouring settlement and experienced inhumane devilish training. When she came back to the demon city, she had not enjoyed her happiness yet, and her father's life was in danger... Zhang Moqian only hoped to be by her side when she was the weakest.

From noon to afternoon, to evening, and then dawn...

At around 7:30, He Zijing finally came out of the ward. Her eyes were red, as if she had cried a lot, and she looked very weak...

"Dad has passed away."

Hearing the news, He Dongming rushed into the ward, and Fan Lihua and Zhang Moqian also walked in quickly.

He Changgeng died at the age of 52 at 6:55 this morning.

ps: Every time I interrupt the update, the subscription fee will decrease, and the manuscript fee will be greatly reduced. The biggest impact is me. I am just a loser. It is impossible to be unable to get over money. It is a helpless move to stop. Men have to protect many things in their lives, and their lives are always full of helplessness. What I can guarantee is that they are not eunuchs.
Chapter completed!