Bai Fenjin suddenly vomited blood again, and I saw the golden light flowing down like mercury, covering the ground in an instant. His light flickered brightly and dimly www.biquge.info like a firefly or a fishing fire in the middle of the night.

"Doctor Xing..." the man's light reached out and grabbed a few handfuls of clothes, grabbing the clothes on the elbow side of Dr. Xing's arm, "I can't see..."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay in a while." Dr. Xing comforted, but I could see that the light of his entire body was trembling slightly.

"I want mommy—" the man looked like a scared child. Maybe he is a scared child, after all, in the world where he is only a ten-year-old child, maybe he only feels extremely panicked and helpless at the moment, and needs his mother's protection.

"Okay, okay, find Mom." Doctor Xing raised his head, and the person who had been standing on the side immediately stepped forward, "Hey, what do you command?" ”

Doctor Xing raised his head and looked at him for a while, then licked his lips and said, "You, go find Aunt Bai and tell her to wait for me at the pharmacy." Don't touch anyone! Don't touch anyone! Don't take what they hand you, don't shake their hand, got it? ”

"Hey, hey, okay." The man nodded hurriedly and turned to leave.

"Come on, it's okay... It's okay. Come, tell me where it hurts? Dr. Xing took out a wad of paper from his pocket and wiped his nose. He stared at the ball of paper in his hand for a few seconds, then turned his head to slip it back into his pocket.

"I... Unseen... White..."Bai Endeavor hung his head and whispered.

"White, is it light? Can't see at all? At this time, Dr. Xing could still remember to take out a voice recorder and put it on the ground to record the conversation between the two.

The big man, who had only the intelligence of a child, turned his face in a few directions and looked around without a target, as if looking for something.

"What's wrong?" Dr. Xing hurriedly asked.

"I heard... Sound. He said as he continued to search, "Mommy's voice... And the sound of the fawn..."

"Daddy," he muttered, with a hint of surprise in his voice, "Where have you been, Daddy... I haven't seen you in a long time..."

Then I saw that his light seemed to fluctuate slightly, and a few small dots of light flew up like burnt confetti and disappeared into thin air.

Dr. Xing lowered his head, "Ah! He screamed.

I looked in the general direction of his gaze, and I saw that the part of Bai Endeavour's light hand was missing, and there were more points of light shaking like ripples, scattering and disappearing little by little.

I saw a flowing stream of light pouring down from him, like blood. But the moment they rolled to the ground, they turned into a scattered piece of light, and then seemed to evaporate. The ground in front of me was only the black mark of the puddle of blood he had vomited earlier, but not the traces of the light.

Then, as if some invisible hand lifted his body upward, or became lighter. The light that made up his body spread out in all directions, turning into flickering points of light, like scattered sand, scattered and disappeared into the air.

No matter how many times I've seen this scene, my heart still feels like it's being grabbed and shrinks uncomfortably. It's not like I've experienced a terrible death, I've been on the battlefield and heard the loud sound when the trigger is pulled. But not so, such a death seems so ... Beautiful. Turning into light and disappearing, ordinary people quietly disappear into this calm and ordinary light.

At this time, I was a little worried about Dr. Xing. I looked at his light and was stunned, still maintaining the posture of supporting Bai Endeavor just now, and I didn't know what to do for a while.

I watched him stay there, on his knees, silent, with his hands outstretched. He was trembling, his whole body trembling, his body like a dead branch that had been blown in the cold wind.

He was silent, his chest heaving violently. And then—he suddenly rose from the ground, and immediately sat down on the ground with an unsteady center of gravity.

The 68-year-old man got up again with his hands and feet, stumbled outside, and did not forget to pick up the recorder on the ground.

"It's not the flu... It's not—" He staggered as he shouted desperately at the recorder in a broken voice, as if trying to leave the last shred of evidence: "It's not the flu!" Just... Just endeavoured to find me, he—" He let out a muffled sobbing sound squeezing out of his throat, unable to speak.

I watched him run all the way to the main road, just standing in the middle of the road at a loss, not knowing the way to the front, back, left and right. He took a few steps along the main road, and then muttered to himself, "No, no, it's blocked over there." Then he stopped, turned around and took a few steps back, and then listened again, like a fly without a head.

I heard the whistle of the train coming from afar. Dr. Xing immediately looked in the direction where the voice came from, and then began to walk there.

I followed him and watched Xing Shiming walk unsteadily under a small slope covered with trees as if he was stunned. At this time, another voice stopped him: "Lao Xing! ”

Village Elder Chen's light panted and ran over from the side: "Lao Xing! Wait a minute! They say something happened, what's wrong? ”

Dr. Xing stopped abruptly and turned his head. I couldn't see his expression, I could only hear Lao Chen gasp: "Lao Xing, what's wrong with you?" Why is there so much blood... What's wrong? ”

"You have to tell Cen Xiao quickly, this thing is not the flu. Person... People will disappear. ”

"What are you talking about?" Lao Chen couldn't understand what he was saying, "Lao Xing, you go back with me first, you are bleeding from your nose." ”

Unexpectedly, hearing his words, Dr. Xing immediately turned around and ran down. Lao Chen grabbed him, "Lao Xing, Lao Xing, what are you doing here?" ”

At this time, Xing Shiming finally collapsed, he squatted on the ground, howled and cried, and beat his chest. "This isn't the flu, this pair isn't the flu!" He shouted at the top of his throat: "I was wrong, I was so wrong, I bastard, Lao Chen!" I'm sorry folks! ”

"Boss Bai, he just now..."

The image I had when I first entered the village reappeared before my eyes again. But at this point, it was no longer a conversation between two strangers. I know who they are and what they've been through. Xing Shiming may not be the smartest person, nor is he the most reasonable. He is just a poor man who has been delayed by fate for a lifetime, desperately trying to grasp the last bit of his own fictional reality.

In this reality, he hangs the pot to help the world, saves the life and helps the wounded, and is benevolent, he is the hero and elite of that world.

I heard his voice floating in the air of Gazing Star Village, like a dying bird, tugging at a string that was about to break. He said, "I'm sorry for the folks—I'm not worthy to be a doctor—I'm sorry for the folks—I'm not worthy to be a doctor—"

Then I heard a loud bang in the direction of the railroad tracks, and the story of Xing Shiming's life was over.