The driver kicked off the accelerator and drove off the established route to the hospital.

Zhang Youzhi's body was weirdly lying in a pool of blood, spitting blood.

Everyone helped Zhang Youzhi up, and the driver honked his horn and shouted whether anyone in the car was a doctor or nurse.

An aunt took out a pile of toilet paper to wipe Zhang Youzhi's mouth and nose, and the two adults reluctantly dragged Zhang Youzhi on the carriage, and their heads were firmly supported by another aunt's hand to prevent them from hitting the seat, and they were naturally covered in blood.

There was a couple who were urgently dialing 120, and the boy's shaking mobile phone couldn't hold it steadily, and finally his girlfriend snatched it and dialed the emergency number.

The old man trembled and took out a handkerchief from his pocket, in which were bits and pieces of worn banknotes, and he didn't look at the number, he had to stuff them all to Zhang Youzhi, who was in a semi-comatose state.

The old man was poor all his life, and this scrap of money was all he could take out.

Zhang Youzhi barely recovered, trembling and took out a medicine from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth without chewing, swallowed it directly mixed with blood, and then quietly closed his eyes and leaned on the car seat.

After a long time, after confirming that the progress of his body's collapse had been forcibly contained, Zhang Youzhi opened his eyes and tried to pull the chair to stand up.

A slimy handprint just stuck to the edge of the chair.

Zhang Youzhi held the broken money wrapped in a plastic bag in both hands and stuffed it back into the uncle's hand.

"Uncle, I'm fine, my own problems have nothing to do with you."

As he spoke, Zhang Youzhi bowed deeply to the people in the car.

At this time, the hospital had arrived, and the driver stopped the car and turned his head to ask loudly what was going on.

"Thank you, thank you, I'm going to the hospital, I'm causing you trouble."

"Driver, I'm sorry, I've soiled the car for you, help me open the door." Zhang Youzhi said a word to the front, and walked to the car door step by step with the blood mark.

The people standing in the bus spontaneously made way for Zhang Youzhi.

Someone wanted to help him, but Zhang Youzhi blocked him back. But one student was particularly persistent, and was pushed away several times and then held him.

"Brother, I'll follow you to the hospital, I just had a summer vacation, I'm idle." The student held Zhang Youzhi and took the initiative to take the backpack that was still dripping blood.

"Thank you, thank you."

Zhang Youzhi continued to refuse his kindness, rubbed his hands on his pants a few times, and helped him slowly to the door of the car.

The driver decisively opened the door, left the driver's seat and came to the back door, and the posture almost hugged Zhang Youzhi down.

"Thank you, thank you." Zhang Youzhi thanked everyone in the car again, and then walked to the gate of the hospital with the support of the students beside him.

The bus remained in place and watched him for a while, and it was not until a few minutes later that the driver restarted and left.

…

"Student, what time is high school?" After leaving the bus, Zhang Youzhi did not go directly to the hospital, but went around in a circle, and his steps became more and more steady.

It didn't look like he was going to die in the car at all.

The student next to him looked at him suspiciously.

"Senior high school, Heyi Middle School, brother, let's go to the hospital quickly." The student scratched his head and wanted to go up and continue to support Zhang Youzhi, but was dodged by this person again.

Zhang Youzhi really didn't want to stain him with blood anymore.

"Oh~ Thank you so much." Zhang Youzhi thanked him seriously, and then stood at the door of the hospital.

Looking up at the signboard of the First People's Hospital of Heshi, infinite emotion swelled in my heart.

Crane City, a small city with a bad name.

As for the hospital, there is no need to go again.

"No, I'm not going to the hospital."

The inch-headed student was stunned.

"Why? Dude, you're like this, and you haven't gone in yet. ”

"At the end of the cancer, there are only ten days left, by the way, what is your name, I will send a thank you letter to your school." Zhang Youzhi walked to the green belt, slowly sat on the flower bed, and asked happily

The students were shocked by his spirit, and the old brother in front of him looked five or six years older than him, and he didn't care about the terminal cancer?

"Brother, my name is Hao Shanzhi, why don't we go to the hospital to have a look, your state is too dangerous." Hao Shanzhi's attitude was very serious, and he was about to come over and pull him.

"Don't, just let me die quietly." Zhang Youzhi waved his hand to the student and asked:

"Do you have any bridges here? Where is the nearest park? ”

Hao Shanzhi saw that he was resolute, so he had to reluctantly inform this person of the distribution of nearby overpasses and parks.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Hao." Zhang Youzhi stood up, stopped looking at him, and turned around to leave.

He just noticed that several nurses on duty in the distance had seen themselves covered in blood, and if they didn't run, they would probably be arrested in the ICU.

"Hey, brother, wait, I'm not worried about you like this." How could Hao Shanzhi just watch him leave? He got up and chased after him.

"Don't follow me, I'm going to go for a walk, hurry up and go back and have a good time, it's not easy for a junior high school student to have a vacation."

Zhang Youzhi walked faster and faster, and finally even ran away.

The pills produced by Baishi Company are really powerful, and Zhang Youzhi doesn't care about the consumption of his life, so he runs wildly.

Hao Shanzhi actually found that he couldn't run away from him!

He's a member of the varsity sports team!

The vomiting blood in the car just now can't be pretended, right? Who is so capable of running a terminally ill patient?

Just when Fan Wei was at a loss, he suddenly felt a gust of white wind brushing past him.

It's the three dragon and tiger doctors.

"Hey, the patient in front, stop me, what are you going to run?"

The doctors went to arrest Zhang Youzhi.

…

Four hours after getting rid of the doctor's pursuit.

Late at night.

Tsuru City.

Old Hejiang Bridge.

In an inconspicuous bridge cave, Zhang Youzhi laid a soft cushion for himself, and laid a small printed blanket given to him by Li Douyu, and used his schoolbag as a pillow, and then lay down in it contentedly.

The bridge hole is U-shaped, and Zhang Youzhi is lying in it like a fish lying in a bowl, forced to hunch his body, and it is a little uncomfortable to sleep.

But it's not bad, there is a feeling of living in a cave when teaching, at least it is rainproof and sheltered.

It was already past eleven o'clock, and the center of the river was pitch black, and lanterns were hung on both banks, pulling out a long ribbon of light that stretched into the distance.

After being pursued by doctors and stopped by well-wishers, Zhang Youzhi gave up his ten-day plan to settle in the city, and also gave up the option of Internet cafes and cheap hotels.

I was too easy to die halfway, and I still had the last medicine left in my hand, hoping that the elementary school students and the old man on the bus in the afternoon were not scared.

This Hejiang River is the suburban dividing line, usually very remote, but not deserted, the old bridge is located in the old city, far from the city center.

In the warm small bridge cave, Zhang Youzhi patted the egg yolk pie lying next to him with satisfaction, pie bread, calcium milk biscuits, a bottle of mineral water, two bottles of Niulanshan, and a few boxes of Liqun. These were supplies he bought from the self-service store.

Under this bridge hole, Zhang Youzhi even has a neighbor.

A pair built a nest of old gray geese, and there were no eggs in them.

During this period, the dry season was abnormal, and it can be seen that only a shallow layer of the Hejiang River remains, and a lot of reeds and mud and grass are leaking out in many places.

He also climbed the steel ladder to the bridge hole without difficulty. Judging from the traces found by Zhang Youzhi, this bridge cave should have been lived in in the past.

In this way, when he dies, he will probably have to make way for those who come after him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Youzhi decided to leave a few words for the latecomers, but soon he was full of poetry, found a piece of red brick, used it as chalk, and improvised a poem on the inner wall of the bridge cave.

【Linjiang Immortal, Wodong Hejiang】

[The dawn is gone, and the sky is very dusty. Thousands of miles of cold currents lie down. The starry sky ripples, and the river slowly disappears without a trace.

Where do we go from here? I don't know autumn and spring. Boat-wielding Weng old Si perch. It's not my wish to be lonely, ordinary people in the market. 】