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This time, for the first time, countries around the world have united to save Godfather Xin'an, who is also the end of the terminal illness.

According to relevant media reports, more than 500 million terminally ill patients have been rescued by the Xin'an series of drugs in recent years.

At the same time, after research by relevant institutions, it was discovered that if Xin'an No. 1 was to be put into use, humans originally needed not twenty years, but two hundred years.

In other words, Song Fulu brought Xinan No. 1 to mankind two hundred years in advance, and all humans who were rescued by Xinan No. 1 in the past two hundred years must thank Song Fulu.

This is an unprecedented giant who stands tall and holds up a corner of the umbrella of human life.

Moreover, the hundreds of drugs subsequently researched and invented have once again saved countless lives. If calculated carefully, the number is no less than 500 million.

There are only tens of billions of people on the planet at the moment. In other words, one in ten people must thank Song Fulu for his life-saving grace. He is the real savior.

Looking at thousands of years of human history, there is no one greater than Song Fulu.

His death is not a loss to Ningguo, but a loss to the world.

Countries around the world have sent top doctors and experts to extend Song Fulu's life. However, after dozens of days of diagnosis and treatment, almost all experts and doctors have come to the conclusion that Song Fulu has reached the end of his life and can survive. The odds of survival were slim.

Maybe in one month, maybe three months, probably no more than a year, it is estimated that I will leave the world and say goodbye to tens of billions of people around the world.

After learning the news, countless people around the world burst into tears. Countless media and websites reported on it and prayed for Song Fulu.

Midnight, Song Fulu's room.

Tang Anan asked several special guards to leave, went to Song Fulu's room alone, and locked the door.

Under Song Fulu's surprised gaze, Tang Anan lay down next to Song Fulu, hugging his waist and unwilling to let go: "Don't you still understand what I mean?"

"What did you say?" Song Fulu asked.

Tang Anan had tears in her eyes: "Mom has left, and I can finally open my heart. Are you still unwilling to accept it at this time?"

Song Fulu was silent, and after a moment he gently touched Tang An'an's head: "I understand what you mean, but it's hard to accept it."

"Then let me be your girlfriend in private, okay? I've been waiting for sixty-three years. I just hope that I can be your girlfriend for a while." Tang An'an begged.

Song Fulu sighed: "You are so outstanding, why bother?"

"It's worth it." Tang Anan said resolutely.

Song Fulu was speechless, and after a long time he said: "Okay, you will be my girlfriend before I die."

"Thank you." Tang An'an burst into tears, lying in Song Fulu's arms and sobbing.

Although she is over sixty years old, with the help of proper maintenance and various biotechnology, Tang Anan looks like she is only in her thirties. She is extremely graceful and charming, and is known as the most beautiful and rich woman in the world, as well as the richest woman.

If she had a professional do her makeup, some people might believe her even if she said she was in her early twenties.

Song Fulu had previously calculated that Tang An'an's lifespan should be more than 120 years old, so being over 60 years old was just half of her life's journey, and she still had sixty or seventy years left to live.

If this is the case, then grow old early and it won't delay Tang An'an for too long.

Just as he was thinking this, Tang Anan already spoke: "I heard the conversation between you and your mother that day, so if you are willing, you should be able to live for many years."

"Ah..." Song Fulu was stunned, and then said speechlessly: "Did you put a newly invented biological bug on me?"

With his strength, even if he is old and frail, he will not let Tang Anan get close without knowing it, so Tang Anan must have used other means.

Tang Anan smiled sweetly: "Yes, I was afraid that you would leave with your mother that day, so I let one go. Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain."

"Don't talk nonsense." Song Fulu couldn't help but rub her hair: "Now that you know it, I won't hide it from you. Although I can still live for a few years, due to the rules of this world, I shouldn't be able to sustain it for too long. , we can only do our best.”

Tang Anan's tears suddenly fell: "It doesn't take long. If you live for one year, I will live for another ten years. If you like me too, please live for a few more years."

"I..." Song Fulu was stunned, and quickly nodded: "I understand, and I will stay with you for a few more years."

A few days later, Song Fulu, the godfather of Xin'an, miraculously recovered and regained his health. The whole country and the whole world celebrated together.

Because of this incident, various countries have an additional festival, that is, Xinming Festival, which is not only a celebration of the savior of mankind who survived death, but also a thank you to Song Fulu.

The statutory rest days of this festival are nine days, which means saving lives and healing the wounded.

In the days that followed, Song Fulu and Tang An'an spent most of their time together, and the outside world did not suspect it. After all, Tang An'an had been clinging to Song Fulu like this since he was a child, and they had been like this for decades.

In one night, Song Fulu made Tang Anan a woman instead of never tasting anything in the world.

After that, he often obsessed over him. Even though he was nearly a hundred years old, with Song Fulu's strength and intellectual development, it was only a trivial matter to try to become a dragon or a tiger.

Even Tang An'an became younger and younger under his conditioning, not looking like an old man in his sixties at all.

Day after day, year after year, in a daze, another nine years passed.

As time passed and his experience increased, Song Fulu felt that not only a part of his soul was quietly sublimating, but even the soul of the original owner was nourished and underwent strange changes.

But compared to this strange transformation, Song Fulu didn't want to experience those unforgettable things.

It was so unforgettable that he gradually found it difficult to let go, and even had a desire to stay here forever. However, his life span was limited here, so how could he stay here forever.

In this case, it is better to leave as soon as possible to avoid having to leave later.

Having already experienced life and death once, Song Fulu didn't want to experience it again. Even if it would improve his soul and the soul of the original owner a lot, Song Fulu was not willing to experience it.

So on a bright moonlit night, Song Fulu held Tang An'an's hand and said apologetically: "Honey, I can't hold on any longer. You have to live well in the future for ninety years."

The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright; the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost and startle again. When will we know each other when we miss each other? It is embarrassing at this time and this night.

After more than half a century together, Song Fulu finally called out the word "wife" at the last moment of his life.

Hearing these two words, Tang Anan felt that everything was worth it. Tears kept falling in his eyes. He held Song Fulu's hand and refused to let go: "Honey, don't worry, I will live on, let alone ninety years." , I will work hard no matter how much it takes, you can go on your way with peace of mind, husband..."

Tears fell silently and continued to wet Song Fulu's clothes.