You can't even save a dead person, what use are you

He Jin stood frozen in place, feeling his head buzzing.

Almost involuntarily, countless scenes of his past with Tang Zhitao flooded his mind.

Tang Zhitao's shyness, her gentleness, her silence, and how she would always silently watch him when he wasn't paying attention.

At this moment, He Jin's heart churned wildly.

He suddenly realized that he had lost the most important person in his life.

Tears streamed down his face.

"Once, there was a love placed before me, and I did not cherish it. Now it is too late for regrets. If God would give me another chance..."

He muttered the words that had spread from the Tongxin Alliance, then suddenly his body jolted.

Why wouldn't there be a chance?

Physician Yan was a renowned doctor far and wide!

He twisted around, grabbed Physician Yan by the collar, and screamed hoarsely, "You, save her for me. Now, immediately, right this instant, bring her back to life!"

"Today, I must have Zhitao resurrected!"

"I only know now that I wasn't with her out of compromise. Zhitao is the love I have been bitterly searching for all my life!"

He Jin's strength was brutal. Even though he merely grabbed Physician Yan's collar, it choked the doctor, who hurriedly gasped, "Let, let, let me go..."

After He Jin let go, Physician Yan took a deep breath.

"My Lord, it's not that I don't want to save her. It's that Madam's condition came too fiercely and suddenly. To put it bluntly, with her constitution, eating oranges is no different from an ordinary person drinking lethal poison."

"She definitely knew it herself."

"No matter how brilliant a doctor's skills are, it's impossible to save someone who deliberately seeks death!"

"Nonsense!" He Jin continued to scream hoarsely. "Zhitao's body is clearly still warm. On what grounds do you say she can't be saved?"

"I'm telling you today, if you can't revive Zhitao, I'll have you buried with her!"

"I'll have your entire clinic buried with her!"

"I'll have every medical practitioner in Luoyan Crossing buried with her!"

"I'll have every clinic in all of Yunjing buried with Zhitao!"

Physician Yan instantly collapsed in despair.

Buried with her?

Tang Zhitao brought death upon herself; what did it have to do with him?

Why should he be buried with her?

And even drag the founding masters of medicine down to be buried too?

Was it a mistake for them to study medicine and save people?

"Hurry up and save Zhitao! What are you waiting for?"

He Jin's oppressive aura surged, and Physician Yan broke down even more.

His surname was Yan, but he wasn't Yanluo, the King of Hell!

How was he supposed to snatch someone back from the underworld?!

But He Jin had already drawn his waist blade. The sharp edge and the gleaming blade pressed ruthlessly against Physician Yan's shoulder, leaving the doctor with nothing to do but sigh and sigh again.

He could only helplessly get to work!

But he felt incredibly bitter inside.

After practicing medicine for so many years, this was the first damn time he had to save a dead person!

The methods Physician Yan employed were all extreme, desperate measures, trying to see if there was even the slightest chance to force a sliver of life back into Tang Zhitao's body.

As a result, time flew by quickly.

During this process, He Jin waited outside the door the entire time.

From broad daylight until the dark of night.

But this brought suffering to the two thousand soldiers he had brought out.

He Jin's military orders had always been strict. Now, without He Jin's command, those two thousand soldiers waiting on the road dared not return.

Besides, they were supposed to go rescue Qingfeng Post.

Turning back like this wouldn't be appropriate anyway.

They could only wait helplessly until night fell.

The cold wind struck, and the misty moisture from the river was swept up, seeping into the soldiers' bodies and making everyone's teeth chatter from the cold.

It was truly unbearable.

"Military Adjutant, can't you just muster your courage, rush in, and ask? What's the meaning of making us wait like this all the time? It's so cold, I really can't take it anymore."

"Muster my courage? I've mustered my courage countless times, but the Lord locked himself in Madam's courtyard and refuses to open the door. Do you expect me to force my way in with a blade?"

"Oh man, then what should we do now? We can't just keep waiting like this, can we?"

"Yeah, weren't we supposed to go rescue Qingfeng Post? What's going on? We've been in formation here for half the day. Are we going or not?"

"You ask me, but who am I supposed to ask?"

"Damn it, the cold is unbearable. If worse comes to worst, let me go back. If not, at least let me run around for a bit."

"Cold? That's easy to solve. Old Liu, you can hug the brother next to you for warmth."

"Ah? R-really? I'd be quite willing!"

...

The crowd discussed fervently, and eventually pushed the Military Adjutant forward again. The Military Adjutant had no other choice. Gritting his teeth, he threw caution to the wind.

Upon returning, he directly kicked open the courtyard door.

He saw Garrison Commander He Jin standing in the middle of the courtyard, as if punishing himself, motionless like a statue.

"M-My Lord, the, the soldiers are still waiting."

The Military Adjutant hurriedly reported.

But even though he shouted clearly, He Jin acted as if he hadn't heard a thing.

"M-My Lord, aren't we going to reinforce Qingfeng Post? We can't delay any longer."

He Jin remained silent.

"M-My Lord, you just said you were going to lead the brothers to defeat that scoundrel Ren Tianye, to lead the brothers to promotions and titles, and to earn glory in the army."

"My Lord, let's set out!"

Hearing this, He Jin's numb eyes finally twitched slightly, and then he let out a sound that was hard to tell whether it was a laugh or a cry: "Zhitao is dead. What's the point of me getting promotions and titles?"

"What's the point anymore?"

She's really dead?

That was the Military Adjutant's first reaction.

His second reaction was: Even if she's dead, military affairs cannot be delayed!

After all, this matter concerned their own survival. Once Ren Tianye's army took down Qingfeng Post, they would definitely come to attack Luoyan Crossing immediately.

It was a matter of life and death. Even if one's parents died, one had to bury the grief and collapse in their heart and focus on the enemy first.

He continued to persuade, "My Lord, the situation is urgent. Please restrain your grief and focus on the present, otherwise all the brothers will die too..."

"Focus, focus, focus on your mother's head!" He Jin exploded like a powder keg, instantly roaring, and then said, "I only learned today what an important person I have missed."

"Zhitao is dead, and she died because of me."

"I failed her."

"From now on, I will guard her day and night, drawing a circle as my prison, confining myself."

"I will never care about anything else again."

Saying that, He Jin shoved the Military Adjutant aside and slowly walked into Tang Zhitao's room. There, Physician Yan, who had completely run out of ideas and was just killing time hoping for a miracle, was instantly startled.

"Get out!"

"Get the hell out!"

"You quack!"

"You can't even save a dead person. What use are you?"

"Men, men!"

"Drag him out and chop his head off! Chop it off!"

"Execute his nine generations too!"

"Tear down his clinic as well!"

After issuing this order, He Jin walked up to Tang Zhitao. Looking at her face, he fell to his knees with a thud and said softly, "Zhitao, from now on, your husband will accompany you forever!"

"For all lifetimes to come!"

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