No matter how optimistic Han Le is, but bird flu is bird flu after all, strategic contempt has a limited effect on it, at 8 o'clock in the evening, Han Le just had the appetite to eat something, but it didn't take long to recover a little normal body temperature and began to rise again, and this time the reaction was far more violent than the previous one, if the previous time was only a little worse than the heavy cold, then this time it was really a little shocking - in just half an hour, the body temperature directly crossed the 40-degree mark, Han Le lost consciousness for a while and fell into a coma.

When he woke up, Qiao Yiyu was called in by the doctor to see him, at this time Han Le's face was not decent, despite the infusion maintenance, the continuous high temperature still made his body slightly dehydrated, and his mouth was very dry, but paradoxically, although he felt thirsty, Han Le had no desire to drink water.

"Qiao Yiyu," Han Le glanced at Qiao Yiyu behind the protective suit, coughed and said to her, but as soon as he spoke, he found that his voice was hoarse and a little painful, "What time is it?" ”

"Two o'clock," glancing at Han Le's face, Qiao Yiyu seemed to guess the question he was going to ask next, "Two o'clock in the morning on April 2nd." ”

"I thought it had been two days!" Subjectively, Han Le did feel so, he had never felt that his body was so weak, and now he even felt that it was difficult to turn over in bed, "What did the doctor say?" ”

"The doctor said to observe again, they just gave you some anti-inflammatory medicine."

"Zhu Yuxiang, how is he?"

"You still have the heart to care about him," Qiao Yiyu glanced at him, "He has been in a coma and has never woken up." ”

Qiao Yiyu wanted to see him just now, but was blocked by the other party's parents at the door of the ward and refused, Zhu Yuxiang's mother was wiping her tears, while pointing at Qiao Yiyu and scolding her for being a broom star, it seems that she also knows some of her son's recent actions.

"It's good that you're okay," Han Le looked at her and smirked, "Otherwise, I wouldn't even have someone to talk to now." ”

Qiao Yiyu sat down on the edge of the bed and glanced at Han Le seriously: "I'll be fine." In fact, if it weren't for me, you might be fine, I recalled, Xie Yongqing obviously wanted to avoid me at that time, but I still went over to talk to him, and let Zhu Yuxiang talk to him for so long...... Later, Zhu Yuxiang also talked to me, maybe it was in this process that the virus had the opportunity to cross-infect. ”

"What does this have to do with you," Han Le smiled bitterly, "It's Xie Yongqing ......"

He stopped talking halfway, except for himself, no one else knew the source of the epidemic: "By the way, is there any news of Xie Yongqing?" ”

Qiao Yiyu nodded, his expression was a little complicated, Han Le, who had already been mentally prepared, keenly sensed something, and said: "If you have something to say, just say it directly, if you don't tell me now, maybe you won't even have a chance to know in the future." ”

"Xie Yongqing is dead," Qiao Yiyu said, "The police said it was a suicide, and in the process of investigating the epidemic, they went to his dormitory to look for him, but found that the door was locked, and after entering, they found that the person was no longer breathing, and there were traces of charcoal burning in the bathroom." ”

Even though he was mentally prepared, Han Le still felt a sigh, as if there was a sudden missing part in his internal organs, I have to say that he still had a glimmer of hope before, Xie Yongqing is not a very bold person, maybe he will be afraid...... Charcoal-burning, this way of dying really doesn't seem like your idea.

At this time, there was a sudden bustle outside the ward, and a cry of pain came from the corridor: "Doctor, doctor, come quickly!" Come and save my son! Yuxiang, don't scare me......"

"It doesn't matter how much you spend, I beg you, please the best doctor here, please the best doctor in Shenhai......"

The wards are all completely isolated, it is very troublesome to enter and exit once, and the nurse has to approve it, Qiao Yiyu can only stand up and lean on the side of the door to take a look at the corridor, only to see Zhu Yuxiang's parents invited out by the nurse, his father has a gloomy face, holding his wife's hand, his mother's face is full of uproar, and the mask of the protective suit is a little blurred, but she still insists on holding on to the glass window to see the situation of her son inside, although she can't see anything because of the closed blinds.

After a while, the nurse in charge of Han Le's bed in the compartment picked up the phone and asked a few words, and then came in and said to Qiao Yiyu: "The patient next door was in shock just now, and he was temporarily rescued." "That means I'm alive for the time being.

Originally, Han Le didn't have a very concrete concept of death, but the nurse's words helped him see the outline of death clearly, and rescued him, the person was still alive, and if he didn't come back, the person died-who knows, maybe in a few hours, or a few days, maybe this nurse will come over and say a few words to Qiao Yiyu: "I'm sorry, we've done our best, and we're going to mourn." ”

This feeling made Han Le feel frightened, but Han Le was not disturbed by fear, he always knew that he was a coward who was afraid of death, he just felt that death came too quickly, too suddenly, and he didn't have time to adjust his mentality and prepare. For the first time, he had the urge to scold Xie Yongqing, not because he wanted to scold him for his decision or means to commit suicide, but because he didn't discuss such a big matter with himself - so as to leave time for himself to run away and avoid danger.

But the reality is that Xie Yongqing has now died as he wished, and the sad thing is that neither he nor Han Le believes in the existence of heaven and hell, death is death, and all the meanings related to it have disappeared - perhaps it is precisely because of the cruelty of death that people are willing to believe that there is an afterlife.

Seeing Han Le staring at the wall in a daze, Qiao Yiyu knew that he was uncomfortable, not to mention the ancients, even if she was herself, if she was suddenly told that she was threatened with death, she would be afraid. Qiao Yiyu couldn't think of any way to comfort him, although she had an artificial immune system in her body, she was not a medical expert, so she didn't know if this system would be useful to Han Le - according to the results of her reading the information during the period after she was admitted to the hospital, it didn't seem to be particularly effective, and if it was not handled well, it might be harmful.

I don't know if it was the tacit understanding cultivated by Zhu Yuxiang during this time, just when Qiao Yiyu thought so, Han Le shifted his attention to look at her, now Han Le already knows something about Qiao Yiyu, he can see that Qiao Yiyu's eyes want to speak and stop, and then think of the "miracle" that Qiao Yiyu showed before, he asked with a glimmer of hope: "You said you were fine, have you been checked in the hospital?" ”

Qiao Yiyu shook his head: "No." ”

"Then how do you know......" Han Le almost immediately reacted to the importance of this news, which showed that Qiao Yiyu knew herself, she knew that she was immune to disease, or bird flu, so how did she know? Do you still need to guess? It's like a person who has had a pox knows he's immune to smallpox, and there must be some kind of technology to ensure this.

"I'm sorry, Han Le, I know what you want to say," Qiao Yiyu lowered his head, "I also want to help you, but it's not as simple as you think, if I can help you, I will do it." ”

"If I'm not mistaken," Han Le felt that Qiao Yiyu's attitude was not very resolute, "You mean you might be able to help me?" ”

"Maybe," Qiao Yiyu nodded, and then stopped his cranky thoughts, "but the risk is definitely greater than the usual treatment in the hospital." ”

Han Le tried his best to look at Qiao Yiyu seriously, as if he wanted to find a trace of lying in her eyes, but he didn't, just looked at it, the glimmer of hope that had just flashed in Han Le's eyes gradually dimmed, he turned his head, looked at his slightly messy electrocardiogram on the side, and smiled bitterly, where did so many miracles come from in life?

"Bring me the computer...... Forget it, pen and paper will do. Han Le suddenly thought of something, something that he thought was very far away from him, but now he felt that it was necessary to do it well in advance, just like Xie Yongqing did.

Maybe it's a specific environment, Han Le feels that he hasn't held a pen to write for a long time, and the feeling of holding it even makes him feel strange, just like the teacher taught the pen posture for the first time in elementary school, he recalled how to write the "will" in the center of the paper, but sadly found that he had forgotten something, he only remembered that it was a glyph structure with a word bottom, and the specific strokes couldn't be recalled.

This discovery made him a little depressed, and after Qiao Yiyu hugged the computer, he asked her: "If I die, do you have to rent another apartment?" ”

Qiao Yiyu really didn't think about this question: "If you die, will the house be inherited by your family?" ”

"It should be." According to the law, the first heir is a spouse, parents, children, none of these Han Le, according to the second heir, maybe it will be inherited by the grandmother, and the inheritance of the grandmother is equivalent to the inheritance of the two aunts, Han Le can imagine what a big change this is in their lives, the two aunts' families will never sell this house, maybe it will be entrusted to the real estate agent, and the two cousins will be ...... in the future Thinking of these things that could have happened after his own death, Han Le suddenly felt that his death might be a good thing for many people, as everyone dreamed of, a rich distant relative suddenly died, leaving himself a large inheritance......

This thought made him feel sad, looking at Qiao Yiyu in front of him, Han Le suddenly made a suggestion: "Why don't we get married...... So that you can continue to live here after I die. ”

Qiao Yiyu shook her head gently: "Han Le, don't be too pessimistic, the doctor said that your condition is quite stable...... By the way, would you like to notify your family to come and see you? ”

"No need." Han Le shook his head, he could imagine the reaction of several relatives after hearing the news of his illness, shock and sympathy were indispensable, but at the same time, the psychology of secretly wishing for his death was inevitable, in other words, he would think the same way, the difference between good people and bad people was only whether they would put bad thoughts into action or become subjective will, not whether they had these thoughts. Several relatives were good people in Han Le's mind, and he didn't want to see what shouldn't happen before he died.

"I'd better write the will first," Han Le said as he opened the file, "If you can, help me contact a lawyer." ”

……

At dawn, Han Le finally felt sleepy and fell asleep, Qiao Yiyu walked out of the door, changed into protective clothing, and felt a little heavy, just now Han Le kept talking to her about the arrangements after her death, the division of property, and the development of the milk tea shop, and even insisted on writing in the will that the right to use the house within two years belonged to Qiao Yiyu. From Qiao Yiyu to the present, she has never seen him so talkative, and she has never seen him look forward to the future so much.

Unlike the deaths that Qiao Yiyu saw in her world, most of the deaths of the ancients were similar to Han Le's situation, they died without their own will, aging, illness, accidents...... So death is always a topic that makes them feel frightened by the ancients, and through Han Le just now, Qiao Yiyu also really felt this fear - although the instructor made them have such psychological preparation before coming, but it was the first time that Qiao Yiyu really realized the seriousness of this problem at the sensory level. Before that, she had never really thought that she would die, even when there was a danger of her identity being exposed.

When passing by Zhu Yuxiang's ward, she glanced inside by the way, but she didn't expect to bump into Zhu Yuxiang's eyes, he sat up from the bed at once, and spoke to himself outside, Zhu Yuxiang's mother followed her son's gaze, and glared at her fiercely after seeing Qiao Yiyu, but still walked over and reluctantly said with a walkie: "Yuxiang, he wants to see you." ”

"No need," Qiao Yiyu shook his head, "I wish him a speedy recovery." ”

Finding a lawyer is not difficult for Qiao Yiyu, she has gone to several law firms in order to consult the legal issues of her identity before, and making a will is actually very simple, it is nothing more than asking the lawyer to go to the hospital once, bring a voice recorder, let Han Le read the original text of her will, and then ask the nurse to make a certificate and sign. What really troubles Qiao Yiyu is his identity, if Han Le dies, then there is no need for his bubble tea shop to exist - this shop was originally registered in Han Le's name, which means that he may have to find another job similar to November, find another place to live, or know someone who can be trusted like Han Le. After all, Qiao Yiyu has lived in this era for more than three months.

She knows how hard it is to build that kind of trust with people in this day and age.

It was already more than 9 o'clock when he returned to the hospital with the lawyer, Han Le was still sleeping, Qiao Yiyu asked the lawyer to wait, it was not easy for Han Le to sleep well.

When it was half past nine, someone suddenly called Qiao Yiyu's name, Qiao Yiyu raised his head and saw that it was Han Yuan, who had met before, and he was also followed by a pair of middle-aged couples with simple faces, and the doctor who brought them over asked Qiao Yiyu: "They said that they are relatives of Han Le, do you know each other?" ”

Han Le's uncle didn't know Qiao Yiyu, but he saw Han Le sleeping at a glance through the blinds that didn't close, and immediately recognized it: "That's right, I'm sleeping inside." ”

"How do you know about Han Le?" After sitting down in the hallway, Qiao Yiyu asked.

"It's all in the newspapers," Han Yuan said, "I know Xie Yongqing, and I've played games with him before." ”

"How could Han Le live with such a person!" Han Le's uncle was very angry, and he almost couldn't believe it when he heard the news, "It's just a madman!" ”

"Han Le also confiscated his rent!" Aunt Han Le was also indignant, "That's how he repaid?" I really don't know if Han Le can survive this catastrophe, it was pitiful enough for his parents to die back then......"

So the corridor began to become lively, and the two adults said one by one, and the pigs and dogs that Xie Yongqing scolded were not as good as the nurses who came out to silence them.

Then they noticed the lawyer again: "Are you?" ”

"My name is Han Jianjian," the lawyer shook hands with Uncle Han Le very professionally, and he is still Han Le's own family, "It is the lawyer invited by Han Le." ”

"What do you do with a lawyer?" Aunt glanced at Qiao Yiyu with some vigilance.

However, she didn't care about this vision, she just said honestly: "That's the case, Han Le wants to make a will." ”

"Will?" The uncle's family was stunned because they were not immune to the news, and when they reacted, they asked Qiao Yiyu, "Who are you?" ”

Qiao Yiyu was about to explain, and the nurse's voice came out from inside: "The patient has woken up, Qiao Yiyu has come in." ”

Uncle Han Le immediately stuck to the glass, beckoned to Han Le inside, and spoke: "Han Le, you are okay." ”

Han Le smiled at the uncle outside, asked the nurse to close the blinds, and when Qiao Yiyu came in, he asked, "You let them come?" ”

"It's not." Qiao Yiyu then explained Han Yuan's explanation.

"You can ask the lawyer to come in the afternoon." Han Le felt that it was not good to say this in front of them, after all, only a small part of his will involved them, and his plan was to leave one suite for Qiao Yiyu, and the other set to be entrusted to a real estate agent, and he could not sell it within 5 years, and send the rent to his grandmother on a monthly basis, because Han Le heard that his grandmother was not very happy at his aunt's house, and the only thing he could give them was hundreds of thousands of cash in the bank card.

After the uncle came in, he didn't mention a word about the inheritance, just told Han Le to recuperate well, don't think nonsense, and then tactfully asked him for the house key, saying that his aunt would cook him something delicious and send it over. Of course, Han Le couldn't say anything, it would be too impersonal if he drove them back directly - but he didn't want them to live in his own or Xie Yongqing's room, and it would be even more impossible for Qiao Yiyu to move out, so he simply made up a little lie, saying that the house was not disinfected yet, it might be dangerous, and it was very messy, and there were Xie Yongqing's relics to deal with, so it was better to go to a hotel.

The name Xie Yongqing is already synonymous with bin Laden in the mind of Uncle Han Le, and the newspaper said that his teacher, an old professor in his sixties, was found late because of bird flu, and he couldn't do it on the way to the hospital by his family, and when he heard that he still had relics at home, he suggested that Qiao Yiyu go home and clean them up - it is best to gather and burn them out, and then thoroughly disinfect the room for three days!