"It's been two years, is this time really going to end?"

A bald man with a thin body and a face as white as frost leaned on the intensive care bed, looking out the window lonely, and a trace of despair rose in his heart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Then he smiled again, after all, he had earned it, and he was relieved to think about it, he wanted to see more of the scenery outside, but the twisting of his body made him cough fiercely.

The medical staff on the side immediately stepped forward to gently help the man up, patting his back slowly, and his movements were very skillful, it seems that this is not the first time!

The intense pain tore at every part of his body, and as the coughing increased, the man's face became distorted, his internal organs ached sharply, and a mouthful of dark red blood spurted out and fell on the white sheet, which was extremely dazzling.

This frightened the nurse, and she hurriedly pressed the panic button at the head of the bed.

But the man stretched out his hand to stop him, looked at the nurse with a panicked face, shook his head gently, and said weakly: "Sister, don't call a doctor, I'm fine, it's much easier now!"

After speaking, he slowly lay back and continued to lean on the bed.

The man tried hard to grin the corners of his mouth, wanting to show an apologetic smile, but he still smiled so stiffly, and then said, "It's just that I'm going to trouble my sister again!"

This made the nurse, who was called her sister by the man, even more distressed. Grab a wet towel and wipe the blood off his mouth.

"It's best if you're okay!" said that, he gently helped him change the blood-stained quilt......

The nurse's sister has long ceased to care for the patients in this care, because she has never cared for a seriously ill patient for more than half a year, and the less may end in a month.

The man, who is only three years younger than himself, has been hospitalized for more than two years since he was diagnosed with terminal cancer, and she has been his caregiver.

In the past two years, she has watched this big boy who is only twenty-five years old and in the prime of life, but looks like a thirty-something boy due to chemotherapy and illness, being eaten away by the disease little by little, and her heart has not been calm for a long time, and complex emotions have surged into her heart again.

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"In the future, will you be the nurse who will take care of me? How old are you, why do you look younger than me, can you do it?"

"Looks like we're going to have to get along for a long time, you can't fall in love with me......!

"You can be my sister, okay? so that I can rest assured, first, you won't fall in love with me, and second, you can take care of your younger brother more dedicated!"

"It's just a little illness, so I won't take it to heart! Don't you see that I'm still alive and well after all this time?"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt......"

"I'm going to live!"

......

Scenes of the past come to mind, his optimism, his sunny smile, his perseverance in fighting illness, and so on. It is this spirit that touches all people.

It is also the help of all the well-wishers in the society that has made this big boy who was born without a mother, graduated from college and has the bad news of his father, and now he is seriously ill, has no relatives, and no friends have the funds for treatment!

And in her heart, she has already recognized this younger brother! Every time she thinks of what this younger brother has endured, she will feel a burst of sourness, how old is he!

Late at night.

Bell ...... Bell ......

"Who, in the middle of the night, urging for life?" Xia Jing was tired all day, and not long after she fell asleep, the phone rang.

"Xia Jing, hurry up, your brother is dying!" As soon as the phone was connected, there was a rush of voices on the other end.

"What's wrong with Wang Qi? I'll go over right away, right away!" Xia Jing didn't have time to change her clothes, she pretended to be pajamas, and rushed to the hospital barefoot, "You must not have an accident!"

I prayed silently in my heart, but tears were already rolling in my eyes. Fortunately, she lived next to the hospital, and arrived at the hospital before she arrived in five minutes.

"Qingqing, what about my brother, what about my brother?" Xia Jing cried, grabbed the nurse who called her, and asked eagerly.

The nurse named Qingqing and Xia Jing were in the same nurse class, looking at Xia Jing's painful appearance, she was a little hesitant in her heart, and she didn't know what to say?

"You're talking!"

"Xia Jing, don't be too excited, Wang Qi is rescuing! Let's go to the door and wait!" Qingqing helped Xia Jing to the door of the rescue room and sat down, only to find that Xia Jing's feet had worn blood. Seeing this scene, Qingqing's heart was very envious, and at the same time she was very distressed, she took out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to Xia Jing, "This was found by the nurse on duty on the head of Wang's bed, and it was left for you!"

Xia Jing took it and opened the piece of paper: "Sister, my brother is leaving, forgive me for saying goodbye, you know that I am most afraid of parting, don't miss me too much, haha!

"You little bastard!" At this time, Xia Jing couldn't hold back any longer, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

At this time, the door of the rescue room opened, Xia Jing hurriedly got up, and before she could speak, the attending doctor shook his head and said, "Xiao Xia, he is gone!"

Xia Jing's eyes darkened and she fainted......

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The clock was nine o'clock in the evening.

"Sister, you go home today and sleep well, you haven't slept well for a week, it's distressing to look at me!" Wang Qi said with a smile.

"Don't talk to me!" After speaking, he continued to sit on the edge of Wang Qi's bed.

"Then it seems that I am guilty!" Wang Qi sighed.

"You little conscienceless, I take care of you so much, you still dislike me!"

"How can I dislike you? It's just that you haven't slept well for so long, and your mental state will definitely not be able to keep up, I'm afraid that you will be confused tomorrow, and if you get distracted, what should I do? Take care of me, but you have to cheer up! Besides, isn't there still a nurse on duty here, go back quickly, you live close, what's the matter, will you be there in a while?"

"You're a little kid who taught me a lesson!"

"Look, go back, go home and cook me some porridge by the way, I want to drink the porridge you cooked with your own hands!"

Xia Jing thought about it, so she didn't insist anymore: "Then you wait, there will be fragrant rice porridge to drink tomorrow!" After speaking, he went home!

Half past ten.

Wang Qi took out a pen and paper from the drawer with difficulty, wrote down two lines, and put it on the bedside!

Looking at the quiet night sky, my heart is calm, maybe it's time to end, the longer the time may be, there may be more reluctance, the long pain is better than the short pain, think about it is really a little reluctant, maybe this time is gone, but it will not be uncomfortable for too long!

The body was almost necrotic, Wang Qi took a deep breath of the air in this world, and exhaled softly, little by little!

The night grew darker and darker, as if it was about to swallow everything into darkness......

People have left, but life still has to go on, and time is the best medicine, although it is a little bitter, but it can heal your pain, but the scars are still there, this may be the proof that the king has risen.

"Are you coming?" At this time, the voice of the old man sounded in a void space, and then a light rose to the sky, and the figure of an old man appeared in the light, sitting on the futon, and his silver hair hung down to the ground, at this time, the old man slowly raised his head, his face was wrinkled like tree bark, looking numb, and his eyelids collapsed badly, if he hadn't just moved, he looked like a person who had passed away.

When the old man sat up straight, his whole body began to tremble, and suddenly the sky-high light shone again, and the entire void space began to tremble, as if it was about to collapse.

After a while, the space stabilized again, and the sky-high light also dissipated, and at the same time lit up a space in front of the old man, but a strange scene happened, in this just lit space, several flickering light clusters appeared out of thin air, floating in front of the old man, like ghost fire, exuding a trace of coldness.

The old man waved his hand, and a ray of light hit these light clusters, only to see that these light clusters were distorted for a while, and they turned into several transparent human shapes, and the cold aura on his body disappeared!

But the expressions on their faces were full of doubt, and at the same time, an uncomfortable emotion welled up in their hearts, because they found that they could not speak or move. So everyone looked at each other a few times, as if they had reached some kind of consensus, and at the same time looked at the old man in front of them.

The old man tried to open his eyes at this time, and two rays of light shot out from the cloudy eyes, passing through the figures in front of him one by one, and at this time, a voice sounded in the hearts of each figure.

"You are all dead, this is the void space, you may have a lot of unwillingness and anger about your respective experiences, these are no longer important, now I will give you a chance to start over! This is a new life, as for how far you can go, it is up to you. ”

As soon as the old man's voice fell, his hands were raised high.

"Drink!" A loud roar came out of the old man's mouth, and the pillar of light reappeared, falling on the figures in front of the old man one by one, and in the blink of an eye, all the figures in front of him disappeared.

At this time, in the void space, only the old man was left, after the scene just now, the old man seemed to have used up the last trace of strength, and his figure began to become illusory......