Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle

Chapter 1249 597: Xu Nuo (The End)

Wang Gen Sheng had just been about to refuse again when the office door was suddenly slammed open. A young guy Qin Huai had never seen before, wearing the cotton mill spinner's uniform, rushed in, panting, and asked in a very urgent tone, "Is Accountant Wang Gen Sheng here?"

"I am." Wang Gen Sheng stood up.

"Come with me to the hospital, Xu Nuo isn't going to make it, he wants to see you before he dies." The young guy ran up, grabbed Wang Gen Sheng and started to drag him outside.

Wang Gen Sheng was stunned.

Utterly stunned, his whole person frozen from movement to expression, just like that being yanked along by the young guy, his body running, his soul floating somewhere outside.

It wasn't until they ran out of the cotton mill that Wang Gen Sheng's soul came back. Stammering, he asked, "Xu…Xu Nuo what…what happened to him?"

The young guy had expected this reaction from Wang Gen Sheng. He didn't slow down, kept pulling him forward at a run, and said between gasps, "He got hit by a truck. The doctor said unless he's transferred to a hospital in Jinling or the provincial capital, they won't be able to save him."

"He specifically said he wanted to see you."

Dragged by the young guy, Wang Gen Sheng sprinted all the way to the hospital. The hospital wasn't far from the cotton mill; running the whole way only took about seven or eight minutes.

By the time the young guy brought Wang Gen Sheng into the ward, he was collapsing both physically and mentally.

He was still in a dazed status; he had accepted the fact that Xu Nuo had been hit by a car, but not that Xu Nuo was going to die. Because he barely exercised and had suddenly done high‑intensity running, by the time they reached the ward door he was already having trouble standing steadily. The moment he stepped into the ward, his legs just gave way and he dropped straight to his knees.

Xu Nuo was lying on the bed, lips deathly pale. On the quilt and sheet you could still see blood continuously seeping through, unable to be covered. When he saw Wang Gen Sheng come in, Xu Nuo waved a hand at the young guy. The young guy, his expression rather heavy with pain, walked out and didn't forget to close the door behind him.

Xu Nuo's mental status looked okay, but unfortunately this wasn't post‑surgery recovery, it was that terminal rally before death.

Looking at Wang Gen Sheng collapsed on the floor, Xu Nuo let out a soft laugh.

"How come it feels like between the two of us, you're the one who's about to die."

Qin Huai was standing at the ward door. Before the door was closed, Wang Gen Sheng might not have noticed, but Qin Huai had seen the grieving Mr. Xu, the factory director's wife, and Shi Dadan crying outside the ward.

The moment Xu Nuo spoke, it was like Wang Gen Sheng's soul finally fully fused back with his body. He struggled to climb up from the floor, grabbing the edge of the bed, not daring to touch Xu Nuo.

"Why aren't you having surgery?"

"Xiao Liu didn't tell you? My internal organs are shattered, massive hemorrhage. The hospital gave me an emergency transfusion just so I could live till now. I may not feel much at the moment, but I know when pain hits the extreme, especially this kind of about‑to‑die pain, you actually don't feel much."

"Even with surgery they can't save me, so I'd rather leave a few last words."

"Is it…"

"Don't talk, let me talk, I don't have many words left in me."

"I told my dad I had to see you before I die just to tell you, don't think you're the one who killed me."

"They're the ones whose brains are screwed up. Not taking you down but taking me down—problem's with them, not with you." Xu Nuo sucked in a rough breath, his face twisting a little ferociously. "Kao, why am I starting to feel the pain now."

"Wang Gen Sheng, if you really think I was killed because of you, then remember this: don't let my death be meaningless. You're an accountant, you'll definitely be able to uncover a lot of problems. From now on there'll be more people threatening you. If you give in, then I died for nothing."

"Remember that? Wang Gen Sheng, if you cook the books in future, I died for nothing. You're not wrong, but if you back down, if you're weak, I'll look down on you. Even if I die and become a ghost, I'll look down on you."

"Got it?" Xu Nuo asked through gritted teeth.

"I got it!" As he spoke, Wang Gen Sheng cried soundlessly, his whole emotional state collapsing, wishing he could curl up at the side of Xu Nuo's bed. "I'll get those accounts clear. Even if I have to run up into the mountains and hide to check those books, I'll avenge you."

"No time to talk to you anymore. Call my dad in, I need to talk to him."

Wang Gen Sheng couldn't stand up. He practically crawled, half rolling, to open the door and crawled out of the ward, shouting to Mr. Xu, "Director, Xu…"

Mr. Xu wiped the tears off his face, ran into the ward, and shut the door.

Leaning against the wall, curled up, Wang Gen Sheng burst out sobbing.

Qin Huai was still standing in the ward.

He looked at Xu Nuo on the bed.

Xu Nuo really must be on his last legs. He was already contorting his face in pain, the adrenaline wearing off. On the sheet, where there had only been faint traces of blood before, there were now obvious patches of fresh blood seeping through—must have been when he grimaced and pulled at the wounds that had been barely stitched and bandaged enough to stop the bleeding.

"Dad." Xu Nuo forced out a smile, but it came out far too ferocious.

Mr. Xu also tried to squeeze out a smile, but it was too fake, not a smile at all.

"I'm going to die."

"Don't say that." Mr. Xu wanted to touch his son's face, but in the end chose to hold his hand.

"I have a secret to tell you."

"I'm not human, I'm a reincarnated spirit. I have memories from my previous few lives, but some of it I don't remember very clearly."

"That's why I was born literate, why I could make snacks by nature."

"But next life I probably won't remember I'm a spirit."

"Xu Mo is a spirit too. He's not very good at being human. Dad, please help me take more care of him."

"Old Wang's a pretty good guy. Dad, don't blame him. Help me keep an eye on him, make sure he becomes a good accountant."

"Dad, if I still remember you in my next life, I'll come find you. I had a really good mom once before. I'll just say one 'sorry, Mom'. She's not my best mom, but you're my best dad."

"Don't be sad. I'm not dying, I'm just going off to be reborn."

"Wait…"

Qin Huai left the memory.