The quick and unresponsive role switch caused the orange cat's claws to be clung to the pipe back into the meat sheath, which made Li Zhi have to face a problem.

Its center seems to be moving backwards, and in layman's terms, it is the moment when it is on the verge of falling.

One Climb Test: 81/75.

Even after that, Li Zhi stretched out his claws, trying to hook something and climb himself to the wall, but the rush did not go as he wanted, but because his claws did not catch the pipe, he moved his hind feet that were hanging on the pipe in a hurry.

An orange firework fell from an unknown corner.

Without taking into account air resistance, a heavyweight object should fall at the same speed as a lightweight object.

However, at this moment, Li Zhi, as an orange cat, only wants to satirize stupid humans.

The speed of the fall from the air far exceeds the speed of a human parachute jump, and it can even perform several large 360-degree circular spins with the nimble body of a cat.

The arc of the body, the light refracted by the window glass of the hospital, converged on this orange body.

If it were a diving performance, it would be legendary, and the performance would be beyond the human definition of a perfect score.

It's an orange cat jumping off.

Agility Check: 30/75.

The difficulty succeeds, and as a feline, this orange cat will be exempt from this injury.

At the moment before landing, the instinct of the creature controlled Li Zhi's own thinking, a neat turnover, all four legs flexed, leaving four plum blossom marks on the grass, no blood, no harm.

Then the orange cloud burrowed into the grass with lightning speed.

Some people stood by the window and looked out, trying to find the falling object, but found nothing.

At this time, Li Zhi had time to observe his changes.

After turning into a cat, it was surprised to find that the world in its eyes had changed dramatically - in addition to the colors that caught its eye, which still retained its vision as a human, some black and white fog became particularly clear in its eyes.

In the dark, it guessed that the gas should be dead and alive.

As for the black fog, it may not be accurate to describe it as black, it is like a color mixed with many colors, and its color is not in the color of the three primary colors, and that color is beyond the boundaries of the colors known to man, so that only a piece of black can be seen.

The black mist floated straight into the sky through the walls of the hospital, merging into a river that flowed high in the sky.

The colors attached to the mist were peeled off in the washing of the river, some sank to the bottom of the river, some drifted with the current, and some fell into the world, becoming some scattered intangibles.

The black mist corresponded to the white mist that poured out of the river, which also penetrated the walls of the hospital and then disappeared into the cat's eyes.

In addition to these large clouds of mist, everywhere there is a mixture of black and white - even a grass, even an unknown creature buried beneath the ground, or even a cell, the life and death of bacteria are infiltrated and seeped out by the mist.

The whole world is black, gray and white - this is the vision of cats.

Suddenly, Li Zhi didn't want to go directly to the room where the original owner was.

"Where did this come from...... Cat? The nurse who came out of the inpatient building and went to the outpatient center, holding a boom in both hands, felt a fluffy friction under her feet when she went out, and when she looked back, it was actually an orange cat, she had never seen an orange cat running so fast.

She didn't take this matter to heart, she had to call the family members of the 113 bed on the 6th floor and hand over the critical illness notice.

Li Zhi jumped all the way to the second floor, and finally stopped at the door of a room.

Here it sees a person with a white mist gradually turning gray and a tendency to leave the body.

It was an old man in his nineties.

There was no one beside her, and on the bedside table was a basket of flowers, withered, which should have been bright in color when they were alive, but now, even the most vivid corolla was a faded brownish-gray color.

Not to mention the scattered petals in the flower basket.

Here the red is a ruthless thing.

There was a bottle of drip hanging next to the bed, and Li Zhi's cat stared at the liquid flow in the drip bucket with some fascination.

The old man's expression was very calm.

Maybe she's just tired.

Only a pair of barely discernible brow brows appeared on the ravine's face, which slightly reflected the pain she was experiencing.

But she didn't say anything.

The patient in the next two beds is not in bed at this time, maybe he is better, he has been discharged, or he has reached the point where he can walk.

In this pure white ward, there are not many warm tones.

Warm Tone, who had suddenly burst into the room, jumped off the wardrobe where he was hiding and jumped onto the old man's bed.

It approached the old man's hand.

The hands that were only skinny and bone-like, like firewood, trembled slightly.

I don't know if it's because it's too cold or if she's lost her temperature, when these hands are on Li Zhi's back, it's like a rag soaked in cold water hanging on his back.

From its neck, all the way to the root of its tail, this action used up almost all the strength of the old man.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, as if she had taken a deep breath.

However, as the abdomen fell as he exhaled, a layer of gray mist fell in place and did not go down.

She's running out of time.

Li Zhi stepped on the old man's abdomen with cat steps, where a layer of white bed was separated, and the place where it stepped on was exactly where the layer of gray mist was.

Inside is the saddest memory of this old man.

Her old wife has to go more than ten years before her, and the eldest daughter under her knee has arrived at the earliest, and the earliest one left when she was in her sixties, and now there are only two sons and six girls left, but one is overseas, and the other is in another hospital separated by half of China.

I also have children and grandchildren.

Even those grandchildren often come to see her...... As long as you have time.

And great-great-grandsons.

Do people look back on their lives before they die?

No one knew, but Li Zhi saw most of this old man's life from that black fog.

The scenes are like a marquee.

From sitting on a big sedan chair, to the war, and then to the prosperity of peace.

It was also in the field that I received a funeral report from my hometown, and I also guarded the death of my wife in the same courtyard.

In the last years, I also saw the birth of my great-grandson.

Four generations are in the same house, and many people can't ask for it.

"Yes...... Oh people! Why live so long. ”

At the end of her memory, she sighed, this word that was only in the black fog, no one heard it outside.

Two lines of tears flowed from the closed eyes, and there was no joy or sorrow.

She walked so plainly.

The hand on the orange cat's back slackened and slid to the edge of the bed.

A black mist poured out of her body, through the thick wall, into the sky, and turned into a new mist in the endless cycle of the river.

A few minutes later, a security guard came out of the hospital, holding an orange cat with both hands, trying to throw it out of the hospital.

The orange cat's face is a dead fish eye that has no love.