Chapter 880: Shi Yong's Final Words

Shi Yong drinks and doesn't feel any harshness.

Shi Yong is very happy; he takes another big gulp.

I quickly snatch the teacup over, fearing that Shi Yong would tilt his head and drink all the wine.

Shi Yong closes his eyes, enjoying the stimulating sensation the alcohol brings,

perhaps he hasn't enjoyed such an alcoholic thrill for days.

I say to Shi Yong, "Shi Yong, you mustn't drink any more.

If you drink again, I'll be at fault."

Shi Yong opens his eyes,

and laughs, "Brother, I'm comfortable; I haven't been drinking for a long time.

In the past, when I drank, I never really tasted the wine,

I just gulped it as soon as it was handed over.

This wine, however, must be savored slowly.

The aroma of the wine. The flavor of the wine,

only then can you truly drink it."

"Two sips and I'm a master brewer. This is cheap wine; had I known you wanted to drink, I would have brought you fine wine." I take a napkin and wipe Shi Yong's mouth.

Shi Yong shakes his head,

"Brother, wine isn't about good or bad.

This Daqu wine is the one we first drank on the construction site,

you have to know that back then,

this wine was the best in our eyes.

Brother, I once slipped out of the site to a small shop at Niushiling, bought two bottles myself, and downed them in one go, like drinking soda.

The shop owner was terrified, thinking I was a deity descending from the ridge,

ready to kowtow to me."

Shi Yong finishes speaking and laughs happily.

Shi Yong now speaks without gasping; he still has vigor.

Could it truly be the power of the wine?

I laugh along with Shi Yong.

Then I take a peach from the fruit basket,

and peel it for Shi Yong.

"Brother, youth is wonderful; I have endless energy,

wine that never makes me drunk.

I once drank three jin of Sweet‑potato liquor alone.

But Sweet‑potato liquor doesn't taste good; too much of it burns the stomach.

Daqu is still tasty. Brother, I feel this Maotai isn't different from our Daqu.

Why is Maotai so expensive?" Shi Yong takes the peeled peach.

"About that, how to put it, Maotai is, after all, a wine for state banquets, while Daqu is just our local wine.

There's still a difference when you drink them.

Maotai is a sauce‑aroma baijiu; ours is a qu‑aroma baijiu.

Shi Yong, good wine must be savored slowly to bring out its flavor. Who drinks like you,

using a bowl, drinking it just like water.

Moreover, Maotai's production is low,

ordinary people can hardly get any," I say, looking at Shi Yong.

Shi Yong takes a bite of the peach,

"Brother, perhaps you're right.

But it's too late for me to savor now. Brother, we agreed, when you burn paper for me later, be sure to bring a variety of wines,

gather every kind of wine in the world; I will taste them slowly underground.

Damn it, I'm dead anyway,

drinking more doesn't scare me.

Then I'll be down there, sipping wine slowly, waiting for you."

"Alright, I promise that," I say, and tears spill again.

"Brother, honestly, why are you crying?

We did agree,

if I truly die,

then you can't cry anymore.

I just moved to another place to sleep.

Also, my funeral must be simple,

so that Zhengzheng can finish his shout on the road, then just bury me directly.

I have no regrets now.

I used to love bustling scenes,

but in the end, I actually prefer quiet.

Brother, I want to leave quietly.

"Can you agree to it?" Shi Yong looked at me with a sincere expression and asked.

"If you can agree, Shi Yong, say it; any request, I will satisfy you," I said, wiping my tears with my hand.

"Nothing else, right? Let me think—oh, after I leave,

let her find a young man to spend the rest of her life well.

I have no objection.

Also, after Zhengzheng finishes shouting the road, all my assets will go to him, as a keepsake for the kid.

That's all there is.

Anyway, we will be buried together in the future,

I just go a step ahead, down underground, waiting for you." Shi Yong sighed.

I saw at that moment Shi Yong squeeze a tear from the corner of his eye,

From Shi Yong falling ill until today, this is the first time I've seen Shi Yong cry.

No need to ask, this is Shi Yong's final words.

Actually, when we took Zhengzheng to the hospital, Dean Yang had already spoken with Ya Ling and me,

He meant that Shi Yong would be gone within these two days.

Because the disease progressed faster than they imagined.

And all the internal organs are rapidly failing.

If not for the control of the medicine, Shi Yong probably wouldn't have made it to today.

Listening to Dean Yang's words, my heart felt like being torn by a knife.

I tried hard to control my emotions.

In the final moments of life, I want to properly accompany my good brother.

I wiped the tears on Shi Yong's face with my hand,

Shi Yong suddenly laughed at that moment,

"Why am I crying? I'm really such a wimp."

Thinking of it, I, Shi Yong, can still be considered a true hero,

I should die standing, never fall asleep and die.

But even in my dreams I never imagined,

that I would lie on a sickbed waiting for death.

Brother, you know the way of death I have always despised is lying on a bed waiting to die.

The death I most yearn for is to die in a fight, blood spilling everywhere, then a final gasp.

The worst way would be to die from drinking, a big cup down, then collapse onto the table.

and die.

How wonderful.

What meaning does it have for me to die lying on a bed.

Thinking about it, life is very boring.

Brother, I'm not afraid of death.

It's just that I can't accept this way of dying.

Shi Yong seemed to speak these words with his last breath of energy.

Listening to Shi Yong's view on ways of death,

my heart hurt to the extreme,

"Good brother, you are certainly not someone who fears death.

Whatever the matter, you always charge ahead.

All these years, you have been by my side.

I want to thank you from my heart.

Shi Yong, good brother." My outstretched hand grasped Shi Yong's withered hand.

Shi Yong laughed happily,

"Brother, remember my words: when dead, be buried. I'm too tired; I want to go down and have a good sleep."

Looking at Shi Yong's smile,

I nodded vigorously,

At that moment Shi Yong tilted his head and fell into unconsciousness.

I quickly shouted Shi Yong loudly,

but Shi Yong gave no response,

I hurriedly called Nurse Xiao Qi over,

Xiao Qi immediately arranged for someone to push Shi Yong into the rescue room for treatment.

I then called Ya Ling and Zhengzheng to come over.

Because whether we can rescue him this time is an unknown.

We waited a long time at the rescue room's doorway.

After a while, Dean Yang came out from inside,

Looking at me and Ya Ling, he said: "Jianqiang, Ya Ling, what are your thoughts?"

I looked at Dean Yang and asked: "Dean Yang, what does that mean?"

Jianqiang, let me speak plainly. We are old friends; we have already rescued Shi Yong's brother,

Now he has fallen into a deep coma.

He can only stay alive relying on medication and equipment,

but this state of being alive is only temporary,

Before long, all his internal organs will fail and he will die.

All we can do now is prolong his life.

But he is already completely in a deep coma,

lying unconscious.

Actually, prolonging it like this is essentially meaningless.

Listening to Dean Yang's words,

my eyes have already blurred.

I said to Dean Yang,

Dean Yang, no matter how much money it costs, we must prolong my brother's life.

We haven't had enough time together yet.

I haven't finished saying what I wanted to tell him.

Dean Yang, tell me, how much money do you need? I am willing.

My brother, I… I,

My brother, I haven't had enough of seeing him." I was already sobbing uncontrollably.

Dean Yang listened to my words and could only sigh while shaking his head.

Just as he was preparing to return to the rescue room,

At that moment, Ya Ling stepped forward in front of me and Dean Yang.