He was shot a long time ago by a gangster, and the doctor told him that either the bullet should be taken or it would heal naturally. In the end, he chose to heal naturally, and slowly became like this.

Wouldn't it be nice to get bullets?

99 of the bullets will die, and the other 05 will be disabled, and the probability of recovery is only 01/p>

Oh, and it's better to heal naturally

Speechless

His wife is so sick, she still has to give birth, no matter how you look at it, it's a dead end.

The old man's expression froze, and then he said: I know this, I am still a fellow countryman with him. You can come any way, as long as you believe and dare, you can be saved after all. I'm afraid that you don't believe, I'm afraid you'll lose faith, and I'm afraid you're desperate. Once you despair, you can't recover.

It's scary, my head is big

yes, my mouth is dry. Anyway, don't be cowardly, just do it. One life for another.

Her child will heal her. As for the building blocks, no matter how you look at it, it can't be saved. You don't care about him, he doesn't have anything to do with you, and he doesn't feel distressed when he dies, right?

, you dead old man.

When it got dark, the little monk put on his small schoolbag and began to walk at night. At this time, the old monk was left alone in the temple. The five people in the temple appeared one by one.

Someone said, "Do you know that he is on a dead end? Isn't it good to stay with us? It's painful, but it's not going to die." Dead, nothing, didn't you let him go to death?"

The old monk's expression was solemn, his hands were shaking, his feet were trembling, his eyes were no longer wise, and fear was constantly invading his heart. He was actually scared, very scared, more than all of them. That's his child, that's his legacy. But he knows better that if he doesn't get out of that desperate road, no one will be able to save him, and he will slowly become one of them, muddy, eating and waiting for death.

The old man was doing it, Shimmer frowned, the building block god Shinto Dao, and the orange was also anxious, and Ziwen didn't say anything for a while. In fact, everyone has seen this kind of thing a lot, and many people have left, but they have all come back, and they are more seriously injured, and some of them have simply died. It's the kind that is really dead, and the kind that is scattered in form and spirit. Everyone has seen too much, and they are also numb. They didn't want the little monk to die like this. But I believe that the courage is fearless, the wise are unparalleled, and the unity of the two is the antidote to everything.

I'm sick, sick for a long, long time. I am cooking oil in a blazing fire, and I am curing my sickness with poison. It was just a part of my heart, a very small part. Don't be afraid, don't get excited, just get used to it.

I chose Nalan because I didn't like him in the first place, and I didn't have anything to do with him at all, and it didn't matter to me whether I lived or died. In this way, I can be at ease, and he will not care.

Wisdom is a clear spring, and its essence is softness, change, and ingenuity. Courage is a steel knife, he is invincible, he is indomitable. The unity of wisdom and courage is the antidote to everything.

If I don't attack him, I may attack you, and if I don't attack others, I will attack you. Choosing one of the two, I choose to attack them.

Perhaps, I will scold you, but please believe it. I'm not really doing you guys, I'm just saving myself. Your reputation is only an empty thing, but my life and health are real things. I choose one of the two, and I choose the latter.

It's not about intelligence, it's not about character. I'm just doing multiple-choice questions because I have only one purpose: to recover, to be healthy. Die, and I'm going to die on the road.

The emotions in my body, those emotions just now were given to me by others. Do you think they're not selfish?

Do you know what I'm going to write about that article, what are the comments of my patients?

In fact, mental illness is still to take a sufficient amount of medicine, don't let it recur, let alone relapse, and recover slowly.

Fuck it, fuck the ball. I don't believe anybody

It's a gamble, you're right and I'm wrong, or I'm right and you're wrong. There is no third option, no compromise.

I chose me right, you all chose me wrong. It's okay, wait for the results, I'm not going to be scared off the table.

They have been tampered with all their judgments, and the more successful the distorted, the easier it will be to live. What is not admitted, there is only pain. I don't admit it, so I have to bounce back, or I'll be slowly driven to death by him.

The first stage is to feel the pain, the second stage is to attack, the third stage is to forget and arouse, so what is the fourth stage? I'm confused......

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