Chapter 101
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Happy days were always short. In life, no one knew which would come first, tomorrow or an accident.
Old Master Chen was sick. His illness was rather sudden.
Cerebral thrombosis. If the neighbors hadn't discovered it early, he would probably have been dead.
It was said that he was saved, but his condition was still not optimistic. The hospital had issued several notices of critical illness.
When Zhang Jue received the news, it was already the afternoon of the third day.
He and Yang Xue went to the First People's Hospital of Jiangzhou City.
Guan Peng was sitting outside the ward. He didn't look too good. He probably hadn't slept much for the past two days.
"Uncle Guan, how … is Old Master Chen?" Yang Xue asked.
Guan Peng, who already had some white hair, sighed. It seemed that the situation wasn't optimistic.
Zhang Jue patted him on the shoulder. "It's good that he's still here."
Guan Peng could only nod.
They went to the ward.
Old Master Chen was already awake, but he was a little dispirited.
Seeing that Zhang Jue and Yang Xue had arrived, he curled his lips into a smile. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Guan Peng and his face darkened. "Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet!"
Guan Peng's parents died when he was young. He was raised by Old Master Chen. His martial arts were taught by Old Master Chen.
Old Master Chen was both a teacher and a father to him.
If it weren't for Old Master Chen, he would have died long ago, let alone become the captain of MTF.
Old Master Chen was a martial arts practitioner and his physique was very good. Guan Peng didn't care. He didn't expect his illness to be so serious.
Guan Peng blamed himself.
Seeing that Guan Peng was being scolded, Zhang Jue and Yang Xue quickly went forward to help. One of them massaged his waist and the other massaged his legs. Only then did Old Master Chen calm down.
The two of them talked to Old Master Chen for a while. Old Master Chen's mood seemed to be better. However, the doctor had already instructed them, so they didn't talk for too long.
Zhang Jue thought that Old Master Chen would gradually get better, but he didn't expect that this would be the last time they saw him.
The next morning, Old Master Chen passed away in his sleep.
According to the doctor, there was no pain.
The old man had no children, so the funeral was simple. There were only Zhang Jue, Yang Xue, Guan Peng, and a few familiar neighbors. The old man was directly buried on the hillside behind the village.
Guan Peng poured a cup of wine in front of his grave, but didn't say anything.
He and Old Master were not talkative people.
Zhang Jue lit another cigarette and placed it in front of the old man's grave.
The old man had lived a carefree life. Even when he was defeated at his peak, his state of mind was not affected at all.
Perhaps his only regret was not being able to see Guan Peng get married and have children.
It wasn't that Guan Peng didn't know, but his job was too dangerous and he had lost half of his face. He really didn't want to harm other girls.
The old man didn't have many belongings. He only had a few books left. They looked quite ordinary and didn't look like martial arts manuals. Guan Peng gave one each to Zhang Jue and Yang Xue as a souvenir.
Human life was still too fragile. Old Master Chen's death made Zhang Jue silent for a while.
However, life had to go on. Zhang Jue wasn't someone who would always be immersed in sadness.
Soon, he was drowned in the work of the foundation.
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