Chapter 690 Death
Due to his serious injuries, Master Ji hasn't cooked for the past few days.

Originally, it was the same tonight.

But just over an hour ago, the guest who had booked a banquet at Taoyao Pavilion earlier came.

The proprietress of Taoyao Pavilion has already explained it and promised to double the deposit.

Unexpectedly, the other party flatly refused, and asked Master Ji to cook a table of spiritual delicacies in person, otherwise, he would smash the brand of Taoyao Pavilion.

After repeated dissuasion by the proprietress to no avail, Master Ji apologized by making a four-star delicacy after hearing the news.

But who knew that after the four-star delicacy was made, the other party asked Master Ji to serve it himself.

Master Ji did the same.

"Later, there was a scream in the private room. When the proprietress and the others entered, Master Ji had already fallen to the ground, and there was blood everywhere in the private room."

When Master Mo rushed over, the proprietress reported to the police while looking for help.

But the doctors who rushed over were helpless, Master Ji's blood couldn't be stopped at all.

"I thought you could stop the bleeding, so I brought him back. He bled a lot, adding up to all the pig blood I've eaten in my life. That man deserves to die. If Master Ji dies, I'll find him in the future." Who will cook the delicacy?"

Master Mo was chattering.

Xin Lin glanced at her, and she whispered.

"I'm going to tell you the truth, I just gave him a raw blood pill, but I guess it won't last long."

Xin Lin hadn't untied Master Ji's skirt yet, her eyes were fixed on Master Ji.

"no need."

Master Ji coughed a few times, and then coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

Xin Lin did not speak.

Blood, can't stop.

Because Master Ji's wound was not caused by bleeding.

Inside his chest, his liver and half of his heart were all broken.

The opponent, who gave him a fatal blow, did not intend to let him survive at all.

He didn't die, and it was a miracle that he survived to the hospital.

"Master Mo, go and fetch some wine. I want strong wine, the stronger the better."

Xin Lin said softly.

"Why do you want wine at this time?"

Master Mo was puzzled.

"Pain relief."

Xin Lin looked at Master Ji.

She can't save Master Ji, but at least she can make him die easier.

When Xin Lin escaped from the dark organization, he followed a mercenary to learn various survival techniques.

After the mercenary took her for a year, he died unexpectedly.

Before he died, his hands and feet were blown off. He only asked Xin Lin to give her a bottle of strong vodka. After drinking a bottle of vodka, he died painlessly under the paralysis of alcohol.

If you can't let your partner live happily, then at least let your partner die happily.

Master Mo looked at Master Ji again in a daze, sighed softly, turned around and walked out.

"It's too late, I..."

Master Ji wanted to say something.

Holding his breath, he arrived at the school medical hall, just to tell Xin Lin.

He knew he wouldn't survive.

He is not reconciled.

He has not fulfilled his master's last wish, and has not established Longteng's first five-star delicacy restaurant, so he is really unwilling.

"Master Ji, what do you want to say?"

Xin Lin leaned over to his ear, trying to hear clearly what he was going to say.

Master Ji opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But nothing came out of his throat.

His hand struggled a few times in mid-air, and it fell down feebly.

(End of this chapter)

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