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Chapter Twenty-Eight: Sudden Arrival (II)

From start to finish, it's just ten minutes.

In just ten minutes, that phlegm killed the old man.

Bai An watched the doctors cover Old Man Zhang with a white cloth, and his whole body was stiff.

He only felt the coldness that crept through his heart.

Old Man Zhang is to Bai An, and he is one of the people he has been with for the longest time since he came to this world.

The other two, one is Ye Wanran, and the other is Xiao Yueyue.

In addition, the old man is the first Northeast person Bai An has met, and in that case, no one can experience the intimacy of meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country.

The instinct to live with these emotions makes him almost regard the old man as his own parent.

In terms of feelings alone, compared with his own grandfather, he is not much inferior.

The sudden and uneventful passing of his life was quite unacceptable to him, and his mind was almost blank as hours passed.

By the time the other family members of the old man who had been notified by the hospital arrived, it was already dark in the night.

It's these relatives that Bai An doesn't look down on.

It only took more than ten minutes to rush to the hospital, and when the women arrived, they were already red-eyed, crying and crying all kinds of names, and they almost fainted.

The sons were still in a trance of disbelief, and they didn't want to believe it.

They almost desperately argued with the doctor, and their father, who had been a soldier, had always been physically strong, only in his early sixties, and he still had a long life.

This time it's not a particularly big illness, and he said that he would be discharged from the hospital in a few days, so how could he ...... all of a sudden?

How did you leave all of a sudden?

When the doctor explained the situation over and over again, and when he saw his father's dead body, several men finally couldn't help but collapse.

The youngest son, who had the most temper, rushed up, and faced the second child who was squatting by the wall in a daze, his eyes were redder than Bai An's before, and he looked almost crazy: "How do you take care of your father! Why did the doctor hesitate to operate on him? Ah! What are you trying to do!"

Ordinary people love their children the most, and the Zhang family is the same, the youngest son Zhang Yong, who is in his early twenties, has always had the deepest relationship with Mr. Zhang.

When Zhang Yongsheng was only one year old, Zhang's mother died, and several elder brothers studied and worked, almost Mr. Zhang was a father and a mother alone, and he was pulled up with a handful of and urine.

He has just graduated from college for a few years, has a stable job, and his wife has just given birth to a daughter for him, and he is preparing to take the old man back to his home to recuperate.

That's what happened.

Zhang Yong's mind was full of things about Old Man Zhang giving him the most precious military medal as a toy when he was a child, and he burst into tears while kicking and beating his second brother.

The man crouched there and endured it silently, silently.

No one stopped him.

On the contrary, the eldest and third rushed up, punching and kicking, with red faces and red ears, as if they were going to beat their own brothers to death.

The man held his head and rolled on the ground, but he didn't resist at all, but his cry of pain grew louder and louder, and finally turned into a cry.

"Dad's gone... We've all become fatherless people......"

Several men were tired, sitting or lying on the ground, one by one, holding their heads, in the corridor of the hospital, crying like children.

Bai An leaned against the wall, covering his face, his eyes silently soaked.

The voices of several big men crying could be heard far away in the night, and they seemed thin and desolate.

Life is so fragile.

……

Old Man Zhang's funeral, Bai An failed to make it.

Because at this time, he was preparing for surgery.

He has accumulated a lot of points in the system, all of which have been added to the life span.

If there had been no accident in this operation, he would have been able to remove this damn cancer forever, but he didn't feel the excitement at all.

Xiao Yueyue was frightened by Old Man Zhang at that time, and these days, she seems to have gradually understood the meaning of the old man's departure, and the whole person is a little embarrassed.

The little girl's illness is very strange, and it is also congenital.

She always has a high fever constantly, and her bones are soft, her vocal cords are also affected, and her development is imperfect, except for some simple words such as "Dad, Mom, Brother, Sister, Grandpa", the rest of the little girl can hardly say anything.

Cases of this disease are rare all over the world, and no one even has a name for it.

If it weren't for the fact that the hospital listed the little girl as a clinical observation experiment patient because of the rarity of the disease, and reduced a lot of treatment costs, her parents would not have been able to pay the medical expenses at all.

Bai An asked the system, and was told by 0 that the system had information on the treatment of this disease, but he was also warned that he could not access it with his authority and points, let alone disclose the information to the outside world in a way that could expose the system.

For the first time, and perhaps not for the first time, Bai An came up with the idea of studying medicine.

With his talent, coupled with systematic information, he can learn everything quickly, and when he goes to a medical university in the future, he personally cures Xiao Yueyue's illness, and no one will doubt anything.

But now, there is nothing he can do.

He didn't even know if the little girl would have time to wait until then.

The morning before the surgery.

Bai An hugged the little girl, sat on the bed where Mr. Zhang once slept, facing the window, facing the still bright sunshine, and gently recited a poem that people in another world are familiar with.

"From tomorrow onwards, be a happy person

Feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world

From tomorrow, care about food and vegetables

I have a house facing the sea and spring blossoms"

Read softly, read slowly, with warmth in your voice.

But it's inexplicably sad.

He had deep sea eyes, hope, and melancholy, but the corners of his lips were raised to the sun as always.

"From tomorrow onwards, communicate with every loved one

Tell them about my happiness

The blissful lightning told me

I'm going to tell everybody

Give every river and every mountain a warm name."

Bai An was reciting this poem very sincerely, chewing on that "tomorrow" over and over again.

Tomorrow, tomorrow, it seems that for them, for so many people in this hospital, there is really such a beautiful and dazzling tomorrow.

You can chop wood, you can feed horses, you can go all over the world without worry.

"Stranger, I bless you, too,

May you have a bright future"

His eyes were glowing, crystalline, beautiful and blue.

"May you have a lover who will eventually be married,

May you be blessed on earth"

This is the most well-known poem and is often disseminated as a warm and bright classic poem, and even many real estate developers use this sentence as a poem with advertising words.

This poem was written not long before Haizi lay on the rails.

Actually, there is a lot of desperation behind it.

It's a poem that is written quite brightly on the surface.

It's just that behind this brightness, there are a lot of very dark things that we can't understand.

At this time, Bai An may have some understanding of the genius poet's emotions, or maybe he can't understand them all, and he doesn't need to understand them all.

The young man just whispered in the faint morning light:

"I just want to face the sea and bloom in spring"

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