C487 There Is No Hindrance

"Brother, help him. Don't let him die." Yi Xiaomi looked at the unconscious Shang Shiche. All of this was what her son should have suffered...

Slowly walking in, Yung Yuebai placed his ring finger, middle finger, and index finger on Shang Shiche's wrist. He gently pressed on it. "There is still a while left."

There was still a while before Yi Xiaomi trembled as she probed Shang Shiche's breath. "But... brother..." This breath could really be described with the words breath running out.

If he waited a little longer, would it...

"Qingren, don't disturb him." Shang Moze pulled Yi Xiaomi and pressed her into his embrace. "Master Yung has his own judgment."

Looking at the man hugging his sister, Yung Yuebai's expression was obviously not very good. Damn it, Yung Yueqing's brain was filled with tofu dregs. In broad daylight, she was eaten by him!

When the pulse only had a faint pulse and almost could not be felt, Yung Yuebai took out a small black porcelain bottle. He unscrewed the cork and poured some powder out.

He pinched the boy's cheeks with his fingers and smeared the powder on Shang Shiche's lips. He then said softly, "The rest is up to you."

If this child could still survive like this, he would be a good seedling. He must bring him to the Snow to practice.

"Brother, feed him some water." Yi Xiaomi handed the cup to Yung Yuebai and bit her lips. "He will definitely survive, right?"

"It's hard to say. If he has this life, he will be able to survive. If he dies, I will burn more paper for him."

Why did Yung Yuebai keep thinking about burning paper for Shang Shiche?

Shang Shiche had a long dream. In his dream, he was still a baby, and there were sounds of women and men quarreling.

"This is a burden. If you don't throw her away, our family will be dragged down by him!"

"This is our child, your own son. How can you bear to throw him away?"

"Anyway, we have a few daughters and sons. It's not much to have more of this. One less is a lot. Give me the child!"

"No... No... No... Ah - My child... "

Shang Shiche wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand kilograms, as if a large piece of iron had been pressed down.

It was a world of ice and snow. Shang Shiche felt as if his entire body had been frozen, followed by intense pain. His breathing was a little unsmooth. After a while, his body suddenly heated up again, as if he was being roasted by fire. It was very uncomfortable.

"Son, son, quickly come back. Mommy can't bear to part with you!"

Who was it? Who was calling for him? Shang Shiche saw a woman standing not far away. His face could not be seen clearly.

"Child, you have grown up. I am your mother. You are called Shiche, right?"

"Mother..." As he softly recited, Shang Shiche lifted his head. His eyes were filled with tears. "Did you come to pick me up and bring me home?"

"Yes, child. Follow mother. Mother will bring you home. You are not called Shang Shiche. This is not your home. Follow mother."

"Okay." Shang Shiche slowly reached out his hand and looked back reluctantly. He remembered that he had a father called Shang Moze.

"Brother, why is Shiche's breathing getting weaker and weaker?" Yi Xiaomi held the boy's heart in fear. "His heartbeat is also..."

"He can't take it anymore, let's go." Yung Yuebai looked at the pale face and felt a slight sense of loss in his heart. He was supposed to have a good seedling, but now it was gone...

Yi Xiaomi tightly grabbed Shang Shiche's hand and her voice trembled, "Brother, you save him, you save him..." How could Shang Shiche die...

"Rong Rong, unless he survives by himself, he will not be able to survive."

Yi Xiaomi grabbed Shang Moze and pushed the man to the front. "Shang Moze, call him. Shiche likes you so much..."

This child could be said to be Ling Xichen's second parent. She could not let Shang Shiche die...

"Shiche, I am father." Shang Moze slowly touched his cold face and said in a low voice. "You have to wake up quickly. Isn't it almost your birthday? Dad is going to take you to the playground to play. Didn't you say you like roller coaster? "

" Shiche, what's wrong? "the woman with a blurred face asked.

"Mom, I heard someone calling me..."

"You heard it wrong. Where is that person calling you? Come with me. Don't you want to be with Mom? "

When he turned around, he saw a boundless white light. It was so desolate that it was scary. Shang Shiche nodded and said, "Let's go."

Now Auntie Xiao Mi had brought the little boy back. Dad knew that he was not his biological son and would not want him anymore...

Even if he stayed, Father would still treat him as an outsider, right? My biological son and adopted child without any blood relation...

Thinking of this, Shang Shiche only felt endless despair, making him unable to breathe.

If he died, the three of them should be able to be together even better... There was no obstruction...

With this thought, Shang Shiche did not look back anymore. His feet firmly stepped forward, step by step, he walked into the distance.