Kyoto.In a spacious but dim room, Song Qingshan leaned against the head of the bed, and his old body looked very weak. He made a cough with panting and coughing from time to time during his breathing, but his eyes were extremely bright, shining with the light of hope.Fang Liqing sat beside the bed, her shoulders trembled slightly, and looked at Song Qingshan and said softly: Brother Shan, the doctor said you can still... I have been tortured for several months when I lie in the bed.Liqing, can’t you even satisfy my last wish?No, Brother Shan, I...I'm afraid...