"He's dead? Uncle An, are you sure?"
On Saturday morning, on his way to the Binhai Armed Police General Hospital, Lin Jie received a call from An Weize.
Hearing the news of Hu Yitong's death suddenly, he felt somewhat surprised and a bit stunned.
"I'm sure! Hu Yitong suffered another stroke and died despite rescue efforts!"
From the phone came An Weize's complex tone, "The obituary has already been posted on the Kangning Hospital's official website. He passed away early this morning at around five o'clock."
"As far as I know, Hu Yuanqing was granted parole yesterday afternoon."
"I guess he told Hu Yitong about the fake medicine issue. Hu Yitong couldn't handle it, which led to his stroke and death."
That old immortal finally died.
After confirming the news was true, Lin Jie realized he didn't feel much joy, just a slight relief.
The old guy who always worried about him and tried to harm him finally breathed his last.
