binary dead train

Chapter 23
In the early morning, Turing was sitting on the sofa, the gray fox was scurrying around beside him, and the TV was broadcasting the city's news.

Since that encounter with mercenaries, Turing has developed the habit of watching the news from time to time, especially the news in this city.

And after getting more information from Luo Wang, the seemingly normal city on weekdays also gave Turing a sense of insecurity.

After stroking the whining gray fox, Turing got up and prepared to change the food box for it.

He has never stopped researching on notes and phantom limbs, and from time to time, he will tinker with some primitive technological gadgets, but most of them are things that waste decarburization stock solution, and the bulk of his research is still on phantom limbs.As for the study of the decarburization stock solution itself, the current Turing does not have the conditions.

As he used the phantom limb from time to time these days, he could clearly feel that the phantom limb was alive and growing.

The new ability of phantom limbs also alleviates the disadvantages of insufficient energy for phantom limbs. The small tentacles in the back of the head can absorb power from any charging port, but the disadvantage is that the electricity bill is a bit high.

He still has a bottle of high-concentration decarburization stock solution and some diluted parts for experiments.As for the treatment of the gray fox, Turing has not yet thought about it.

After changing the food and water for the gray fox, Turing answered the phone.

"Hello? Lingling?" A familiar voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Mom, I'm in my 20s, can I stop calling it that?" Turing raised his forehead.

"Everyone has been calling me this since I was a child, aren't you used to it?" My mother smiled, "How is your health recently? Are you still taking your medicine on time?"

"I'm fine, I've been taking the medicine." Turing glanced at the medicine bottle on the TV cabinet.

Chatting with his mother about some household matters, Turing released the fox and sat on the sofa to tease it gently.

"By the way, I haven't told you about things at home recently..."

Turing touched the fox, and his heart trembled suddenly.

"Is it about grandpa?"

Mother was silent for a while: "Yes. Your grandfather...maybe he can't do it anymore."

"Are you in the hospital? I'll be right over."

……

After getting out of the car, Turing looked up at the gate of the hospital where there were crowds of people, many of whom were of various races.

Yezhou Sixth Hospital.

Turing grew up in Yezhou, all his relatives and friends were in Yezhou, and his grandfather was also a native of Yezhou.However, since he went to college and went to practice, Turing lived apart from his family and rarely went home.

Walking into the hospital, coming to the inpatient department, and then finding the grandfather's ward, there are already many relatives standing outside.

"Turing, this way."

A tall man stood up with a calm demeanor, wearing a neat suit.

This is Turing's father, Tushan.

Turing walked over, and a group of relatives immediately greeted Turing when they saw that Turing had also come.

After a brief greeting, Turing walked to his father: "How is grandpa doing?"

"It's not optimistic, the chance of surgery is very slim, and the price in the hospital is not low." Tu Shan shook his head in a low voice, and patted Turing's shoulder solemnly, "Your mother is inside, go in and see your grandfather." There is still something to do at the company, since you are here, I will go there first."

Seeing that his father seemed to be preoccupied, Turing nodded, turned and went in.

It is estimated that a group of relatives gathered here to discuss the operation fee.

"Lingling, are you coming?"

In the ward, only the mother was sitting next to the grandfather's bed, looking haggard.

Grandpa was lying on the hospital bed, surrounded by piles of hospital equipment, and not far away was a basket of fruit and some gifts from him.

Turing nodded: "How is the situation?"

"Hey...your grandfather just woke up, you should talk to him first." The mother shook her head and wiped her eyes quietly, "Is there any problem at work?"

Turing shook his head and watched his mother leave.Sitting next to the old man, shook his hand.

"Grandpa?"

"Ah... it's Lingling."

Bald and white-haired, his old face is full of dimples, and there is still an infusion tube in his hand at the moment.

Turing's grandfather has lived to be more than 80 years old, his body functions are very aging, and he has accumulated illnesses for a long time. He has been in the hospital for several years before.

"Hey, I see your mother crying like that just now, and your uncle and aunt. They are not as stable as you young people." Grandpa nodded with some difficulty.

Turing was speechless, he was just not very good at expressing emotion.

Turing was brought up by his grandfather since he was a child. This hospital is near his grandfather's home. When he was sick when he was young, his grandfather took him to this hospital to see a doctor.

Now it's the other way around, making him a little depressed and embarrassed.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, the medical conditions are very developed now, the doctor will cure you..."

"Hey, don't lie to me." Grandpa shook his head, "I don't know what's wrong with my body? Besides, there is a limit to medical treatment."

"People also have limits."

It's not surprising that Turing's grandfather can say such things. His uncle liked watching science fiction films since he was a child, and it was his grandfather who brought them up, because his grandfather likes science documentaries the most.

"The one I watched a few years ago... "Human Potential", and what else... "Gene Factory". It is said in it that our generation can live to that age at most, no matter how good the medical conditions are, No matter how good the living environment is, it's still the same... cough cough."

"Forget it, you'd better have a good rest..." Turing was a little speechless as his grandfather began to chatter about the documentaries he had watched.

Most old people like to nag about current events in the newspaper, but Turing's grandfather is just different. He especially likes to nag about scientific documentaries.

"No, let me tell you. Birth, old age, sickness and death, this thing is very normal. What have I read before... "Research on Immortality". It also said in it that people have limits. If you live again, it is impossible to live to two or three hundred age."

"So I see your mother, your uncle, your aunt, and the others are crying there. What is there to cry about? I have seen a few old friends over the years, buried, sick, and sick. I haven't seen them as much. ?”

"Yes yes yes...you are right."

Listening to the old man talking about the documentary, and seeing Turing last time, and then when Turing was a child, I was a little tired while talking.

Turing didn't interrupt much throughout the whole process, but following his grandfather's words, some fragments of his childhood flashed through his mind.

He didn't need to say anything more. For many elderly people, all they needed was someone to accompany them and talk to him.

Originally, Turing wanted to help him peel an apple, but seeing that his grandfather couldn't eat any more apples, Turing could only help him cover the quilt, told him to pay attention to his health, and left the ward.

However, those few words of grandpa lingered in his mind for a long time, reminding him of hyenas and the creatures strengthened by the decarburized stock solution.

People have limits, so people will die of old age.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal for people.

So, what about machines?

Turing walked out in a daze, gently pressing his aching chest.

"Lingling, why didn't your aunt say hello to you?"

Turing raised his head and saw some strange expressions on the faces of his relatives.

It turned out that he was a little absorbed in thinking just now, and didn't notice that he had left the ward.

"Sorry, I was a little distracted just now." Turing smiled and looked at the woman opposite, "Sorry, auntie."

"Oh, it's okay. I haven't seen you for a few months, and it seems to have grown again?" The aunt came forward and patted Turing's shoulder, "Hey, why is it so hard?"

"Uh... Maybe it's because I've been exercising recently, and my muscles have been trained harder."

Turing blinked back.

"Really?" Auntie looked at her hand, she clearly felt that it was something hard, like iron or something.

"Okay, okay, it just so happens that all of our family members are here. It's better to hit the sun than choose a date. Find a place to eat. It just so happens that Dad is going to have an operation." The uncle stood up and interjected.

"Well, we should discuss it carefully."

Everyone's topic gradually shifted back to grandpa. Two relatives stayed behind to take care of grandpa, while others left the hospital while talking.

"By the way, Bingbing will come later, she liked you the most when she was young."

Mother patted Turing's arm and reminded.

"Bingbing?" Turing was taken aback.

"Yes, Hua Yaobing. The children of my aunt's family, you used to play together when you were young. And the children from your uncle and second uncle's family will all come. There are also two distant relatives."

"Um……"

Turing wasn't very emotional.

Many children from relatives have less contact with each other after they grow up.

"By the way, Mom. How much does grandpa cost for the operation?"

My mother was taken aback, sighed and said in a low voice, "Hundreds of thousands... The money has to be raised by our family..."

Turing could understand what his mother meant, and the family would inevitably have to argue.

Nodding, Turing's mind unconsciously flashed the cooperation with Luo Wang.

Everyone left the hospital and found a Chinese restaurant near their home.

On the second floor, the noisy sound of the Chinese restaurant poured into my ears. This restaurant is very prosperous, and it is a bit noisy.A blond foreign waiter quickly led several people to sit down at an empty table at one side of the hall, and several people sat beside them, as if they had been waiting for a while.

Mother led Turing to the other side of the table.

"Come on, Lingling. Sit with your peers, and we adults will sit here."

Turing sat down and glanced at the few people opposite.

A short-haired man with glasses and neat clothes was good-looking. He was pulling a chair for a girl beside him at the moment. He looked polite, but there was a hint of arrogance in his expression that couldn't be concealed.

The girl who was sitting next to her was dressed in rustic clothes and had an average figure and appearance. She seemed to belong to the kind of child who had excellent grades and was more obedient.Seeing Turing's gaze, he smiled shyly at him.

There is also a later man, much older than Turing, in suits and leather shoes, and compared with the few people around Turing, he has a stronger social atmosphere. Just come and sit down.

"Brother Lingling..."

At this moment, a soft female voice came from behind Turing.

A girl with a bob head was standing in front of him, wearing a white soft hat, her delicate face was wrapped under a white scarf, her upper body was wearing a plaid gown, her slender and shapely legs were wrapped in thick black rompers socks, and a pair of snow boots.

"Hua Yaobing?"

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