Song Zhiying saw the patient's painful and struggling appearance, Rao was already commonplace, but it was also uncomfortable. But as a doctor, she can't empathize with patients too much, and that's not a good thing for her or for patients.

She slowly approached and stretched out her hand to him, and said in a gentle voice: "Pang Ming, come here, I'll take you back to the ward for painkiller injections, and the injections won't hurt." ”

"No!"

Pang Ming suddenly shouted hoarsely, and then coughed heartbreakingly, while trembling and retreating.

Song Zhiying watched him almost fall down the stairs two steps back, and was so shocked that his heartbeat accelerated, and immediately said: "Okay, listen to you, you calm down, don't go back!" Think of your unborn grandchild! ”

When the pain was so painful that his consciousness was about to blur, Pang Ming gritted his teeth and held on when he heard the word "grandson".

He is a farmer, he has been cultivating the land all his life, he has never read a book, he is ignorant, his thinking is traditional, his concept is very old, he feels that the incense cannot be broken when people die, and he has a deep obsession with his grandson.

He has advanced lung cancer and cannot be operated, the effect of radiotherapy and chemotherapy is not good, after giving up treatment, he will wake up every night with cancer pain, so painful that he can't sleep, porridge and mussels during the day, and he can't even smoke a cigarette because of his addiction. And every time he wants to die, it is the obsession of "grandson" that hangs him.

But the pain day after day made his obsession a little blurred.

"Doctor Song, I'm really uncomfortable, cough cough, I don't want to live. I couldn't sleep every night because of the pain, and I got better after taking the injection and medicine, but I woke up again after a while......"

Pang Ming complained of his illness in pain, his voice hoarse and intermittent, accompanied by a heart-rending cough.

"What's the point of being alive? If you want to die, you will waste money. I watched the news broadcast, saying that stray dogs should be euthanized, and that the dog would die after a needle, and it would not hurt. I want to ask, can you euthanize me too? The old man's eyes were full of supplication.

Song Zhiying was bitter in her heart.

In China, euthanasia has not been legalized.

Although officials called for citizens to be given the right to choose euthanasia 20 years ago, and a bill has been introduced since then, the bill has never been passed due to the imperfection of the relevant legal system and various social factors.

Therefore, assisting in euthanasia is guilty of intentional homicide, even with the consent of the patient.

But now it is obviously not suitable to tell Pang Ming this, she can only stabilize him and lie to him: "Okay." You come over first, and I'll help you apply for euthanasia. Don't you want to say goodbye to your son and daughter-in-law again? ”

Pang Ming endured the pain and took a step towards her.

Seeing that he didn't resist, Song Zhiying walked towards him step by step, and finally grabbed his arm and wanted to pull him back.

However, at this moment, Pang Ming was convulsed and screamed in pain, and his cloudy eyes were full of desolation and despair: "But Doctor Song, can you really euthanize me?" I asked my son before, and he said that euthanasia is not allowed by law! ”

Song Zhiying's brain was down for a moment, but at this moment she could only bite the bullet and say, "You should trust the doctor." ”

"I don't believe it! You hospitals are all blood-suckers, and you will squeeze out the last drop of your hard-earned money until you die! ”

Pang Ming suddenly became emotional, his face was hideous in pain, and the light in his eyes was like a demon.

Seeing that the firefighters over there were about to rush over, he suddenly took a step back, and Song Zhiying grabbed him and didn't let him jump off the building.

However, at this time, he pushed Song Zhiying down violently.