The old man almost felt a suffocating feeling that was almost drowning.

The corners of his eyes suddenly turned red and faintly hot.

This made his eyes look even more fierce.

Everyone who paid attention to the old man naturally soon discovered the old man's abnormality.

Following the old man's gaze, Uncle Zhang suddenly realized, "Uncle Li, do you remember that Xiao Xiao rescued you?"

Although the old man looked a little strange and didn't seem to be excited to see his life-savior, Uncle Zhang ignored this difference.

The old man just woke up, his expression was a little stiff and normal.

"Come on, Mr. Li, I'll introduce you to me. This is Xiao Xiao."

"My nephew's college classmate."

"It's also a top student at Yan University."

"Before you jumped into the sea, we couldn't find you. It was this child who found you all at once."

"You were already in a coma by then."

"I thought you didn't know who saved you."

......

"Fortunately, Xiao Xiao found out that you discovered it early, otherwise..."

Uncle Zhang did not continue to say it, but everyone understood his unfinished words.

Otherwise, Uncle Li would have died in the sea at that time.

Although after being rescued, Mr. Li could not get rid of the same ending.

But at least, you won't die so lonely.

So many people come to see him.

He can also be with his family at the end and close his eyes with his family.

......

"Did you save Lao Li?"

The woman said, "Thank you, young man."

"Ahem~"

The old man suddenly started to cough violently again.

He seemed to want to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he choked.

For a moment, his face turned red in pain.

"Old Li!"

The woman hurriedly reached out and patted the old man on the back, "Are you okay?"

She helped the old man with a sad look on his face.

......

It took a while before the old man recovered.

The woman helped the old man up, "Come on, Lao Li, drink some water."

"Drink slowly."

......

After all this trouble, Mr. Li's face became even worse.

The unnatural redness of the corners of the eyes and cheeks seemed to be reviving.

There is no fresh vitality.

The sluggish aura all over my body exuded a bit of death.

He looks dry and dry as if he is about to go.

......

"Uncle Li, you have a good rest."

Uncle Zhang frowned and then smiled, "New Year is coming soon, I wish you good health and longevity in advance, and a happy New Year."

"Come to our house to eat dumplings."

"Anyone who has eaten our dumplings says they are delicious."

......

Uncle Li's eyes were a little straightforward and seemed to have no focus.

I don’t know if I have listened to Uncle Zhang.

......

"Then Mr. Li, let's go first."

"Let's see you next time."

Uncle Zhang didn't mind the old man's unresponsiveness. He nodded to the woman and turned around and walked towards the door.

The woman did not follow up to see the guests off this time.

The old man finally woke up, but this state obviously made people reluctant to leave him alone in the room.

She stood beside the bed and waved to Uncle Zhang and the others, "Thank you for seeing Lao Li."

“Be careful on the way back.”

"goodbye."

......

Xiao Xiao walked at the end again.

The slight pulling force at the corner of his clothes made him stop and turn around.

It is like the thin back of the bark of an old tree, with bony bones and wrinkled flesh on it.

The curves of the fingers are stiff and unnatural.

Because of the force, crisscrossing and veins of varying thickness appear, it even more ferocious.

Xiao Xiao looked at the old man.

The old man also raised his eyes and stared at Xiao Xiao.

Open your mouth and want to speak.

But it just made a hoarse sound of "drinking".

The old man touched his throat.

The woman comforted the old man, "You have just woken up, don't force yourself to speak."

"Your body is still very weak. When your body is getting better, I will thank this young man."

The woman thought the old man wanted to express his gratitude to Xiao Xiao.

Others think so.

"Uncle Li, don't be so polite."

"You should take good care of your illness first."

"I'll talk about the others later."

Uncle Zhang spoke out and persuaded.

"Yes, Mr. Li, your voice is still hoarse now, don't force yourself to speak."

My aunt also advised her.

......

The old man tried hard to thrust his throat and screamed a few times.

"Ah, ah..."

His voice was hoarse and hard, almost silent.

The old man wanted to vent, but he was just more depressed.

Finally, the old man was filled with depressedness.

The irritability and depression in his heart turned into a strong bitterness, which penetrated into his limbs, blood, and bone marrow.

He couldn't help but grab the clothes on his chest and gasp.

"Old Li."
To be continued...