The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 210 Mr. He Notes Lonely Life [11]

"But I don't think it has anything to do with me." Abt's tone was not good, and his face was a little ugly. "Their own diseases have nothing to do with me? Is this the reason you want me to stop researching?" ?”

Shen Lang glanced at him indifferently, and said lightly: "...keep watching."

I saw the little boy pushing forward with difficulty, and there seemed to be a little crystal tear from the corner of his eye.

He was visibly upset and annoyed, and trembling even in his wheelchair.

Suddenly, he smashed the armrest of the wheelchair.

Suddenly a handsome young man came out of a certain ward. Seeing him like this, his expression changed immediately and he hurried forward.

"An'an, don't do this. What do you want to do, go to the toilet, right? I'll take you there, I'll help you..."

The boy named "An An" in the wheelchair didn't move at all, to be precise, he couldn't move.He let the thin boy behind him push the wheelchair for him.

He suddenly said, "...I don't want to...go to the bathroom...I want to...go out...to bask in the sun."

The voice was intermittent and very weak, like a poor little animal crying with sobs.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to bask in the sun... Anan, don't scare me... I'll do whatever you want in the future."

Abbott watched this scene with no reaction on his face.

"What's their relationship?" He asked with a frown.

Shen Lang turned his head to look at him, and said with a funny tone: "I don't know."

"Ms. Shen, doesn't she know the technology of these aspects of treatment? Why don't you quickly develop a new technology to save these patients?" Abt suddenly sneered.

"This is for the future." She hummed lightly and continued to walk forward.

Abbott followed after seeing this.

After a while, she took him into one of the wards.

There are a few people in here who are crying.

I could hear the crying when I was outside just now, and it was even more deafening when I came in.

Abbott frowned in disgust.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of life. It is extremely lucky to come and go clean. Why do these so-called family members cry?

He didn't understand, and he didn't bother to understand.

He glanced at the dead man lying on the bed. He was a white-haired, dark-skinned old man, with wrinkles like knives on his face, and his body was thin and boned.

There was still a tear slowly falling from the corner of the old man's eye.

It's not that Abt has never seen this kind of scene, but he wasn't very touched.After all, he grew up in an orphanage without a father or a mother, so he doesn't have a deep understanding of the feelings of his relatives leaving.

Shen Lang patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "This old man, named Ma Shu, is a very remarkable life artist."

Abt's expression remained unchanged, "Life artist? I've never heard of this name."

"He wrote life into the greatest art." Shen Lang led him out of the ward, and quietly closed the door.

"How to say?"

"He taught and educated people all his life, and rescued a whole class of students in a major earthquake. Later, his students were infected with a mutated virus. He waited every step of the way, and was unfortunately infected."

"What about his students?"

"Survived."

"Why can't this old man hold on anymore?"

"Can't you see that the conditions here are not good." Shen Lang's eyes were dark, and he didn't know where to look. "There is only one serum, and he gave it to that student."

What a cheesy and boring show.

But it really happened.

Even Shen Lang felt a little unbelievable when he knew about it.What kind of coincidence does it have to be so that only one person can be lost?

Abbott felt a little sad when he heard that.

"Then he is really a good teacher—it's a pity, he seems to have no way to be resurrected."

——No, of course you can.

It is very simple for Shen Lang to revive a person.But she won't choose to do that.

If a person's lifespan stops here, and he is forced to resurrect against the sky, it will only make the person's family pay more for him.This is the conclusion she has personally concluded over the years.

Abt asked again: "Since this old Mr. Ma Shu is a teacher, why can't he even afford a better hospital?"

She glanced at Abbott, smiled softly and said, "Because he is a life artist. He dedicated his life to his students, and the money he got was only enough to support his family, without any additional income."

"..." Abt opened his mouth, and wanted to say something to refute her, but he found it strange that he couldn't find any words to refute.

"Perhaps... you're right." After a while, the silent Abbott suddenly spit out such a sentence, "But I don't think it has much to do with my research."

"I'm just showing you these beautiful lives, how beautiful they are trying to live."

But Abt suddenly acted like a ghost, and sneered, "Don't try to convince me with such warm language. I've read your paper many times, and your cold, almost impersonal rationality doesn't even bother me. Not as good, how can you use such words to persuade me, don't you think it's a little ridiculous?"

"But I will not study those insane things now and in the future."

Abbott said: "You say these lives are beautiful, but if they die, wouldn't their beautiful lives be eternal?"

"..." Although it makes sense to say so... Bah.Shen Lang always kept his identity in mind, determined to change his mind, how could he be so easily instigated by this former similar person with a few words.

She squinted at him, her eyes were cold, and she pulled his collar suddenly, her fingertips shone red.

——Only a little taller than her, but the extremely strong and powerful Abt was picked up by her directly!

Abbott: "...?!"

He kicked his legs subconsciously, and after confirming that he had really left the ground, he said angrily, "Let go of me!"

"Grandma didn't want to fight with you." Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, obeyed his words, and put him down directly.

It was really "handle with care", and Abt fell down on the cold ground with a dull "bang" sound.

Abt's eyes were tearing apart, "You woman——!"

"How?" She took out a utility knife from nowhere, and slowly slid out the sharp and shining tip, "You don't take human life seriously, so I'll let you die first too?"

"...Aren't you afraid that my country will cause trouble for your country! You are breaking the law!" Abt was so frightened that he started to speak English crazily, making Shen Lang's brain hurt from the noise.

Worried about disturbing the patients in the ward not far away, she kicked him in the face, accompanied by a cold snort:
"Damn it, if you don't eat oil and salt, you won't eat soft and hard food. I want to be a pervert when you go down the stairs. My aunt is used to you!"

(End of this chapter)