Global Movie Emperor

Five days later, Ermao was discharged from the hospital, because he had no money and went to live again, and also because hospitalization would not help. According to Ermao's wishes, instead of dying in the hospital, it was better to die at the Ping An Hotel, at least at home... ....

"Brother...My stomach hurts."

"Stomach hurts.... What should I do if my stomach hurts? What should I do... Yes! Mengxi, take the hot water bottle quickly, don't feel too hot, do you feel better? Does it still hurt? "

"It hurts...but it's better, brother, don't cry, let's not look down on it long ago, we don't have to suffer any more if we die, what a big deal, should I say something about my last words? ......."

"Don't talk to me like that. We don't like to listen. Tell me what you want. Brother will do it for you."

"I...I...I miss my dad and my mom..."

This always strong child cried eventually. He was homesick. Before he was unwilling to bring down the family and chose to run out, but he did miss his parents all the time.

"Okay...what's your phone number, I'll call your parents."

"Hello, the phone number you dialed is empty, please confirm before dialing, sorry..."

Lin Qin kept calling in the corridor many times, but the phone kept reminding Lin Qin that this number was an empty number, and his mind went blank. I only knew that Ermao’s last wish might not be fulfilled. Back to the room, but still lied.

"Your parents will come here, but you have to take the train, which will take several days."

"A few days...I guess I can't stand it anymore."

"Don't say anything that is useless, wait, your parents will come over right away."

"Then I'll wait...Brother, do you think I'm not filial, run out by myself, and wait for them to take me home..."

In the last days of Ermao, Lin Qin and Shen Mengxi were also tormented. The two kept sending messages online, posting Ermao photos to major patient groups, and even contacted the media, hoping to contact Ermao’s parents. But in the end...

On the night of October 23rd, he vomited blood again, and his pants were already wet with blood, and his mind began to blur.

"Brother, bring my picture, is it handsome...?"

"Handsome...much more handsome than your brother and I."

Lin Qin squatted on the ground, never daring to look at Ermao's face, because he was afraid that his tearful face would let Ermao know clearly that he was going to die.

"No...you are much handsomer than me. Actually, I don’t want to be called Sister Hee. Although I have never talked about friends, I can tell that you like Sister Hee, so I still want to call her a sister-in-law. of."

Shen Mengxi hid at the door, hiding herself behind the other residents. She was now dying of fear, but when she heard Ermao's words, she quickly got up, wiped away her tears, and smiled.

"Call... Sister-in-law, listen."

"Hey...sister-in-law, brother...I'll help you here too, I'm sleepy...When will my parents come... .Mom...I want to go home."

The palms of both hands wiped his tears, took out the phone and looked at the time. At 10:23, Lin Qin gently picked up the photo of Ermao's death, and beckoned Shen Mengxi to change Ermao's own clothes.

After that, the resignation ceremony of the Ping An Hotel started again, but Ermao’s age...no one can take his filial belt. According to Old Man Wang, Ermao died in his hometown and didn’t know the way home. , And no relatives came to pick him up, he is a lonely ghost, and he will not be peaceful in the future.

It was not until noon the next day that a middle-aged couple hurried over and cried in Ermao’s room. Ermao’s relatives saw the news on the Internet and only contacted Ermao’s parents. They hurried over, but they still didn’t. Can see him for the last time.

There will be many regrets in this life, but only this is the most painful. Compared with life and death, everything else is the past.

Lin Qin and Shen Mengxi were happy. To be precise, everyone was happy. At least Ermao didn't need to be a ghost, he went home.

It's just that both of them feel that something is missing. There is no such bald boy in front of the computer. There are only two people who don't contribute to the box office when watching a gun movie. Doudizhu will always be missing one.

People are social animals, so they need company, especially when life is about to end, people need a partner.

So in the night when Ermao was picked up by his parents, Shen Mengxi knocked on Lin Qin's door.

"It's so late, don't you still sleep?"

"Stomach hurts, I can't sleep..."

"What should I do? Go to the hospital now?"

"Lin Qin..."

"Ok?"

"I don't ask you to pay for my treatment, but if one day I really don't work, and when I need someone to wait, you don't leave and stay with me by my side, can you do it?"

Lin Qin froze for a long time. She wore a wig tonight. The dim light was even more charming, so to be precise, he looked straight, and finally nodded subconsciously.

"can......"

It was strange that a dilapidated hotel full of cancer patients rang out in the middle of the night, and the sound of a bed was heard. Everyone knew it well, and they didn't get up to stop them. They just listened to the panting of the two and the creak of the old bed. With a creaking sound, he showed a knowing smile, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

.......

"Wash it for me."

"No, go aside."

After piercing that layer of window paper, the two people's words did not become crooked and numb, but even more plain. If it weren't for watching Shen Mengxi scrubbing a pair of men's underwear, everyone would still think they were quarreling. .

It's really not pretty without hair, so she wears a wig, tie her hair into a ponytail, and wears Lin Qin's T-shirt and sports shorts, but she also has charming beauty in her simplicity.

"Kill two sets?"

"You? I don't play chess with you."

Lin Qin didn't care whether the old king was willing or not. He sat down and took out the chessboard and began to place the chess pieces. By the way, he also placed the red chess pieces. The old king took a look and moved his head sideways. ...

"Cut, can't tell? I'll eat you!"

"It's said that she was married, and there is a man. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about her. This will go to hell."

Lin Qin took out the cigarette case from the old man's shirt and put it on his mouth, dangling the cigarette, looked sideways at the old Wang's head, and smiled.

"Hell? Where is it? Right here...Look, the sky in **** is so blue, the flowers are so fragrant, I fuck, I forgot it's autumn, you look at how yellow the leaves are, and the wind Is it cool with a blow? Hell? I'm inside."

"You...I won't be with you anymore, pack up and go to the house."

"Do you know what's going on with her? She, 17 years old, fell in love, got married two years after graduating from university, just got married for one and a half years, and got gastric cancer after a checkup! Then? Do you know how the grandson did it? Take advantage of her surgery When I was hospitalized, I ran away~ The name of the grandson was on the real estate certificate. Her mother-in-law’s family broke off with her, and her parents didn’t allow her to marry the grandson, so she didn’t tell her parents that she was sick. Woman, is it good-looking? I don’t have money for medical treatment. I came to you with a broken suitcase to live in the dead man’s hotel for ten yuan a night. What about her men? That grandson should go to hell, why pull the tongue, what hob Santo try, you look at me again, I can be sucked up by the magnet when I spit, I said I take care of her, as long as I don’t die in front of her, I will really take care of her, prince, do you feel that I planted with her Husband...who is more like her man?"

"I can't tell you, can you? It's not big or small... Flying Elephant."

A white and tender hand grabbed Lin Qin's mouth with half-burning cigarettes in his mouth, threw it on the ground, stepped on two feet, and pinched his arms before holding the laundry tub, preparing to dry the clothes.

"Even if I am a wild man, I will be an upright wild man, General! Bye bye, I won't play with you anymore, whoever loses will clean up, I'm going to help her dry the clothes."

I walked over and picked up a piece of clothing and hung it on the clothes rack. He smiled flatteringly at her. In exchange for a white eye, Lin Qin stooped to pick up another piece of clothing, but as soon as he got up, his mind flickered. .

The upper part of his mouth was a little wet, he reached out and touched it, and looked down, it was blood in one hand. Slowly, his eyes began to congestion, and the eyes were flushed.

With no strength in his legs, he sat down on the ground. The dripping water stains on his clothes were mixed with soil and his pants were stained. He wanted to get up, but he lay directly on the ground.

Reluctantly opened his eyes, Shen Mengxi was yelling something. He couldn't hear it. He just felt the water drop on his face that was completely different in touch from the water drop from the clothes. It was warm and then cooled...

.......

He entered the accelerated phase and was diagnosed. In other words, if the bone marrow was not replaced, he would die. Sitting on the bedside of the ward, he looked at the pathology with a dazed expression.

Until now, he feels that he can live. He has also asked the doctor before that there are people who take imatinib to stabilize the condition in the chronic phase, and there are not a few of them. He thinks he should be the majority. Who can think that he is like this? Out of the ordinary.

Shen Mengxi massaged his legs. During this time, she had cried enough and learned to be strong. Even if she had only been with this man for one day, since he made a promise to herself, on the contrary, she would abide by what she had done to him. Promise to accompany him to the day of death.

"Don't look, just go to sleep when you are sleepy."

"Sleep.... Can I sleep? When I closed my eyes, I dreamed that I was dead. You said people died, where would they go? Is there really a palace of the Lord of Gods? Or will I no longer have consciousness? It’s like sleeping, I don’t know anything anymore? When I was in a coma, I saw Lao Zhao and Ermao and they said they were coming to pick me up. I didn’t go and I woke up struggling."

"What are you doing like so many? Are you still alive now? I'll talk about it at that time, and... I will accompany you when I die, you know I have spread to the lymph."

Lin Qin looked up at her, wondering why she was so calm and dead! That's death! When you close your eyes and kick your legs, you are gone! It stinks in two days!

"You are not afraid?"

"What am I afraid of? If you are with you, you die. Anyway, you said you want to stay with me, I'm not afraid of anything."

Taking away the pathology from Lin Qin’s hand, she held Lin Qin’s hand, massaged his tiger’s mouth, smiled, and put it on her cheek. Her face was a bit cold, but it gave Lin Qin a warm illusion. No... Maybe this is not an illusion.

But the more she was like this, the less Lin Qin wanted to die, he really wanted to live.

After that, life was endless pain and torment and chemotherapy, accompanied by day and night vomiting, and fainting from time to time, and gradually began to like the daily reports in the patient group, tell everyone.

"I am still alive."

Then he rummaged indiscriminately on the Internet, and a patient said that there was a Taoist priest in Hebei who knew what special prescriptions and what magic tricks he could use to cure leukemia and various cancers.

He was tortured day and night, looking at the little money left in the card and the high cost of surgery, and Shen Mengxi also began to receive chemotherapy, the process was equally painful, after a few days of internal entanglement, the two discussed. Resolutely set off for Hebei, starting their life-saving journey.

When I got there, I saw the Taoist priest, who was really good-looking, with a big white beard, who claimed to be a big disciple under the seat of Almighty God, and there were many believers, but the two were also the most unusual.

After that, I followed a group of brothers to release their lives. They paid tens of thousands of incense money to worship the gods every day, and got the medicine from Almighty God. After the two of them ate them, let alone they really felt a lot more relaxed. So it hurts.

This made the two people even more enchanted and worshipped. In order to cure the illness, they had completely lost their minds. In the end, in order to show great sincerity, the two walked on the street to the door of a university.

Unscrew the mineral water bottle and drew a circle on the ground with water. The two of them sat in the circle among the crowds of people, chanting messy scriptures, and shouting loudly from time to time: "Almighty God! I am you The most loyal believer! Have pity on your child, save your child!"

The last two were taken back to the police station by the police under the pictures of countless people...

"Yang Suo, these two people... are terminally ill. It is estimated that this is the reason why they believe in cults."

A young policeman quietly told the truth about the matter in the director's ear, which made Yang Suo's expression freeze. After a long while, he sighed and carried his notebook into the interrogation room.

"You two let me say something? It's such a big mess, and now you two have become celebrities. Are you happy? What else is Almighty God... You dare to believe in this kind of evil teaching! I also asked for medicine. The test results have come out. Would you like to see it? Do you feel relieved? It contains a lot of morphine! Whoever eats the body without drifting? Go to the hospital if you are sick! Both of you have gone to college and suffered. Higher education is all people who have participated in the work. Don’t you understand the truth in science! Do you really want us to detain you for disrupting public order?"

Yang took a picture of the table. In fact, he felt sympathy for the two people’s encounters and angered them. The terminal illness is not a reason to believe in a cult. Believing in this thing will not really restore health, but will only make people better. Pushing to death quickly, but no matter how loud he said, both of them looked at him calmly until he closed his mouth and waited for their answer.

"Will we not know?"

Lin Qin's answer made Director Yang froze, but the hand holding the thermos cup kept pressing and squeezing.

Yeah, don't they really know this is fake? But whoever has a bit of IQ would believe this stuff? But they really can't live anymore, and the right medical methods can no longer save them. What can they do? They just want to live! What can they do if they don't find a way out by themselves! Even if they know it is false in their hearts, they also need a spiritual sustenance to deceive themselves and believe that Almighty God can live!

Seeing these two young people who were about as old as his own children, or even younger than his own children, he couldn't say a word of accusation, because when he said them, he was also piercing his own heart and hurting important people. Blood fate.

In the end, Director Yang just sighed and got up and left the interrogation room. When he opened the door, he looked back at the two of them, that kind of indifference, that kind of despair, he would no longer beat his heart all the time, walked out and closed the door Director Yang wiped his tears and started a meeting with the leaders of the other institutes on how to solve the problems committed by these two people.

In the end, the two were released because they were just ordinary believers, not organizers, and were terminally ill. They were sent to a nearby hospital for treatment. They sat in a police car. The two looked at each other, smiled gently, and touched each other. Touch the other person's cheek.

"Are you still curing?"

"Dead, how about you?"

"You are not cured, then I will not be cured."

That night, the two disappeared from the hospital, and appeared at the door of the Ping An Hotel the next morning. Old Wang was pouring dirty water out of the basin, and turned his head into the room without a good face when he saw them coming back.

"What are you doing?"

"Stay in."

"Sorry, it's full, no reception."

"We both died."

"217 upstairs."

.......

"Does it look good? Isn't it a bit too earthy? Why don't you learn from Ermao and look stylish?"

Wearing a Chinese tunic suit and wearing the hat upright, Lin Qin walked to Shen Jinghan and turned around to show her whether the clothes fit. Shen Mengxi also wore a Chinese tunic suit and looked up at Lin Qin.

"How old is Ermao and how old are you? It's normal for a little boy to wear a handsome look. After all, they don't have a girlfriend. The handsome one is easy to find a girlfriend. You already have me, isn't it enough?"

"Cut...I don't think I have you too much, so let's do this, how much is the boss."

To be honest, the boss has never met anyone who came to a shroud store to buy shrouds like a light shopping mall in his life, and even brought them to try on them, and they were two, their scared faces were green, and they offered clothes that never discounted There was a discount.

Carrying the shrouds, the two went to the nearby countryside again. The two of them had no money to buy the serious cemetery. They came over to have a look when they heard that a family was going to the cemetery for takeout.

Good guy, it’s a cemetery, but it’s actually a large area in the cornfield. It’s not as unique as the cemetery, but it’s really big. Let alone bury two people, it’s enough to be an ancestral grave. And the price is not expensive, you can always use it for 12,000, and you don't need to pay any management fees. How long the two can lie down is purely to see when the land will move.

The two discussed and studied Feng Shui, which they didn’t understand. Finally, after paying the money, they decided to settle here. They just didn’t know that after the two of them got into the soil, the big brother who sold the graveyard saw them on the tombstone. , What will it look like.

Go back to the hotel and hand it to the old man Wang for the fare, the money for wine and food, and there is no need for marriage. Now there is no younger than the two in the hotel. Anyway, the remaining four thousand dollars left by the last two are all given to the old man. Wang Tau, and officially stopped the drug.

After washing and lying on the bed, Shen Mengxi lay in Lin Qin’s arms, looking at the old photos taken on the phone in the Ping An Hotel. Most of the people on it were no longer there, some died in the hotel, and some were taken away by family members and gave up treatment. , But the number of patients is endless, and the place is soon filled with people.

The two talked about the past, but did not imagine the future, because there is no future at all. Ermao is really not photogenic, and how ugly the pictures are, it made them laugh for a long time.

"Lin Qin, my stomach hurts... the kind of huge pain."

"I feel uncomfortable too, bear with me, rub your belly, warm it up, is it still painful?"

"You think your hands can cure all diseases, of course it hurts. After all, you have never told me that I love you, so do you love me?"

"I love you."

"Cut... Then tell me, what a love?"

Lin Qin rubbed her belly, looked out the window and thought for a while.

"That's...I miss you in the morning because of my morning boo, and in the evening because of my loneliness."

"Then... I love you too, hehe."

With her head buried in Lin Qin's arms, she smiled happily and was a little mischievous. This is a **** love story between a wild man and a married woman. It may be disgusting, but...

who cares.

When I woke up, I touched the people next to me. Her body was cold. Lin Qin knew that she was dead, but she finally fulfilled the promise and accompanied her to the end.

I got up calmly, took out the shroud from the cabinet, put it on her, put on her a wig, her body has exceeded the limit load, and panting for a while, she covered the quilt and pressed a piece of paper on her face. , Just gritted his teeth and got up and went downstairs.

"Master, Mengxi is gone."

Although the language was calm, Lao Wang turned his head and saw the golden glow of his face reflected by the sun. He was sad after all.

.......

She was cremated, but not buried yet. Lin Qin wanted her to wait for herself, and then go into the soil together. As he said, being handsome is a lifetime business, so he also studied Ermao and took a picture of himself. Handsome photo.

Now he exhausted all the strength of his whole body every step he walked, causing him to walk like a zombie. He took the photo and came back. The old man Wang was sleeping in the house. He slowly went upstairs, and an old lady who had lung cancer looked at it with a mask. He glanced, then closed the door.

The new resident with pneumoconiosis opened the door in bed and watched TV. Like him, he had leukemia, but the woman with acute lymphocytic leukemia was crying in the room. She is the last guest to live in. The room is not soundproof. Okay, he walked over and knocked on the door, and then there was no sound in the room. The man who had liver cancer nodded to him, and then closed the door. He was the oldest resident of the Ping An Hotel, and everyone knew that his death was not long.

He took down the stopped clock and hung up a photo of himself. It looked more handsome than a real person, which made him very satisfied. He locked the door to wash, and turned off the light to sleep.

Until the next day, the old lady with lung cancer informed Lao Wang that Lin Qin was going to do it. Old Wang threw the cigarette **** on the ground and trampled it out. He slowly went upstairs with the incense burner and brazier, pushed open the door of 217, and carried it. The stool put the incense burner on it, and took out the incense and dark wax from the bag, while Lin Qin looked at all this with eagerness.

"My lord, you said that you named this restaurant...Ping An Hotel, there is no **** safe living here, it's all **** dead."

"When you die, you still owe your mouth so much? Let's take a break, lest you go down and get your tongue out. The name of my shop is a moral, not who lives and who is safe. To put it bluntly, there are so many people who are sick. Oh."

"Like you are not poor, and who can live? I haven't heard...Whoever is rich can live two hundred years old."

"Say a few words, you are not tired."

"Tired...I'm going to die. The deceased is the big one, so I don't respect the old and love the young. If I tell you a dirty word, I'm too lazy to...BB with you."

A group of people guarded from day to night. Lin Qin confirmed that death was indeed a foreboding. He saw many people, many patients, and called him to go. Last time he didn’t go, but this time, he decided to go because There are not only Ermao, but also Shen Mengxi...

"Nine-eighth, it's a good time to die, every eighth when you die, you must be reborn, get on the road!"

"Lin Qin! Qinhuang Island in Hebei Province! Died on January 22, 2017! He was twenty-eight years old! He and his beloved wife paid me 500 yuan for the fare! Three hundred yuan! Answered 1,500 yuan for relatives and friends! Landfill workers’ fee of 1,500 yuan, a total of 4,800 yuan! It will be spent on Lin Qin and his wife! Don’t hide away! The dead return home, the roadside ghosts Don't interfere! Otherwise, I will break the Yinde, and my family has nothing to do with Wang Shucai! Farewell to relatives and friends! See Lin Qin off!

.......

"Ha...ha...ha..."

As the summer started, a young man walked into the alley near the 102 hospital with a suitcase. He was a little thin and wearing a mask. He stood panting in a small hotel in the alley and looked down at the simple paper. Business card, carrying a suitcase into the hotel.

It is very shabby and exudes a faint musty smell. Pushing the door open, there is a board on the wall that is not acceptable to patients with infectious diseases. An old man is sitting on a chair in the reception room, listening to a little song, and hearing the door. The bell rang, turned his head and glanced at Lin Qin~www.readwn.com~ Why? "

"Stay in."

"What disease?"

"Liver cancer."

"Let me take a look at the case, fill in the identity registration, give you the book, how long? Pay monthly, 300 per month."

"Let's live for a month, fill it out, and give me the case."

The young man put the pen in the notebook and threw it on the desk in the reception room. The old man took off the reading glasses and returned the young man’s medical record to him. After receiving three hundred yuan, he held it up under the sun and looked at it. After the money was thrown to the young man a bunch of keys marked 217...

The movie ends.

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