Chapter 2078: Chapter 2038: The Death of Ye Feng
In a deluxe ward at Concord Hospital in the Capital City, at this moment, among the Ye Family, other than the old Master Ye, it seemed like everyone else had arrived.
This morning, Ye Feng had already shown signs of rallying before death.
After Ye Feng said a few simple words, he fell into a coma and never woke up again.
By the time the full‑time nurse checked on him again in the afternoon, the ECG on the monitor was already a flat line, and the other machines showed no reaction at all.
Ye Feng was dead.
After he got cancer, Ye Qiu’s treatment had dragged his life out for a full half month.
Now that half month had passed, the cancer cells had already spread through Ye Feng’s entire body.
As soon as Ye Feng stopped breathing, they immediately called the Ye Family.
Ye Feng’s mother was the first to arrive. Even though she’d long since prepared herself mentally, now that she saw her son lying quietly on the bed, she still clung to him and cried for a very long time.
Ye Feng was dead!
Her son was dead too.
The only hope in the Ye Family was gone as well.
By the time almost everyone else in the Ye Family had come, the only ones still absent were the old Master Ye and Ye Feng’s biological father, Ye Zhengyu.
There were more than a dozen people crammed into this deluxe ward, and over twenty people standing in the corridor outside. Other than whispering to each other, their expressions ran the gamut.
Back when Ye Feng was first diagnosed with cancer, these people in the Ye Family had already known he was as good as dead.
His death might bring benefits to the other younger members of the Ye Family, or it might not.
But even so, there was still no sign of the old Master Ye.
Nor was there any sign of Ye Feng’s biological father, that playboy second young master of the Ye Family. People had contacted him more than half a month ago, but he hadn’t returned to the Capital City, let alone shown up here.
"Sister‑in‑law, my condolences." Seeing Ye Feng’s mother cry like she wanted to die, another younger brother of Ye Zhengyu looked at his sister‑in‑law and spoke.
Ye Feng’s mother said nothing.
"Where’s his grandfather? Why hasn’t he come yet?"
When he was alive, Ye Feng had been the old Master Ye’s favorite grandson, but after Ye Feng got cancer, the old man’s attitude seemed to change a lot. During this period he had only come by two or three times.
When you know someone is doomed to die, what use is deep affection.
Now it was white‑haired sending off black‑haired, the old Master Ye’s grief probably wasn’t small either.
"Father said he’s not coming. He’s leaving this for us to handle."
The old Master Ye actually didn’t come?
Ye Feng’s mother seemed to understand.
"Once we’re done with Ye Feng’s affairs, it’s time for things between me and Ye Zhengyu to have an ending too. I want a divorce."
The two of them had been living apart for many years already, with no feelings left between them, living like a living widow. Now that her son was gone, her last tie was gone too. Naturally she couldn’t keep staying in the Ye Family.
"Sister‑in‑law."
After Ye Feng’s mother said this, the others in the Ye Family didn’t say anything.
They’d more or less expected it anyway.
Ye Feng’s body on the bed was quickly taken away by staff from the funeral home to a nearby funeral parlor, where his posthumous affairs would be handled.
And when the time came, he wouldn’t be buried in Baibaoshan, because he was too young and had made no contributions. Even as a member of the Ye Family, he didn’t have that qualification.
But there were many Cemeteries in the Capital City; he could be buried in some other Cemetery.
...
"Ye Feng is dead!"
Soon, among the younger generation’s circle in the Capital City, the news spread: Ye Feng of the Ye Family, once as famous as the Crown Prince, was actually dead.
After being tortured by cancer for over half a month, he still died in the end.
He’d been very well‑known among the younger crowd in the Capital City, because they all knew that with Ye Feng’s ability and his family background, whether he went into politics, business, or the military, he would have had boundless prospects.
But now, he’d died young.
And all of that turned into nothing.
Ye Feng’s death caused quite a stir.
While some people sighed over the fickleness of fate, Cao Long and Young Master Zhou were among the first to hear the news. In fact, the few of them weren’t all that shocked.
After all, back when Ye Feng’s mother went to beg Ye Qiu to treat him more than half a month ago, they’d already known it would end like this.
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"Young Master Zhou, should we call Ye Qiu and let him know?"
Even though Ye Qiu was far away in Jinling now, within this small circle of theirs, Cao Long and Young Master Zhou had already started treating Ye Qiu as their leader.
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"Then you tell him."
Cao Long took out his phone and called Ye Qiu.
"Ye Qiu, it’s me."
"Cao Long, what’s up?" Ye Qiu pressed answer and asked.
"Ye Feng is dead. The news just came out," Cao Long said.
"Dead? Isn’t that perfectly normal?" Ye Qiu did a quick calculation; it was about that time.
The guy died and that was that. Ye Qiu didn’t feel a thing for him.
Maybe if it hadn’t been for this Ye Feng, his previous self wouldn’t have died, and he wouldn’t have come to this world. More or less, his appearance in this world had something to do with Ye Feng.
Originally, if it had been before, Ye Qiu might have just let it go. But he hadn’t expected the other side to keep trying to cause him trouble later. Someone that insignificant, Ye Qiu saw no need to let him keep living.
Ye Qiu had no desire to live with someone thinking about taking his life twenty‑four hours a day.
"I heard Ye Feng’s grandfather, the old Master Ye, and his biological father, Ye Zhengyu, never showed up at the hospital. Looks like the old man, or the Ye Family, completely gave up on Ye Feng."
The old Master Ye’s attitude was enough to show how he felt about Ye Feng.
But once Ye Feng was dead, he was naturally of no use. He was dead, and that was it.
Still, in Cao Long and the others’ eyes, the old man should at least have gone to see him one last time!
Yet the old Master Ye never went.
"Aren’t all your big families like that? What feelings could there be?"
At Ye Qiu’s words, Cao Long thought about it and felt it was true.
In big families, family interests always came first. Even though Ye Feng had been the old Master Ye’s favorite grandson in life and he’d invested a lot of energy in training him, once he died, that meant all the previous effort and investment were gone.
"A trivial, insignificant person—dead is dead."
Ye Qiu added another line.
After hanging up on Cao Long, Ye Qiu stopped paying attention to the matter.
As for whatever entanglement the Ye Family in the Capital City had with his former self, Ye Qiu couldn’t be bothered to look into it. He had long since come to see Ye Weidong and his wife as his real parents, so he naturally couldn’t be bothered thinking about anyone else.
In any case, as far as Ye Qiu was concerned, he didn’t need to beg anything from anyone. It was always other people who needed something from him.