my time as a director

"I'll go, what do you want to do upstairs, don't be impulsive."

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Li Qian in front of the computer was full of black lines, and he was an international killer on the dark web.

Brother, you have seen too much!

However, with such a big disturbance, Li Qian did have some troubles.

Chapter 332 Wronged!

The day when the big leaders made their instructions.

In a certain hospital in Shanghai, Zhang Bin lay quietly on the hospital bed. As a leukemia patient, he was used to life in the hospital.

This is not a single ward, there are other patients, but it is not the same disease.

Others are not much different from staying in a hotel than staying in a hotel. They should eat and drink, play on their mobile phones and watch TV when they have nothing to do. Except for their illness, they are much more comfortable than going to work or school.

But Zhang Bin wasn't in the mood to play with his mobile phone anymore, he just lay on the bed blankly, his eyes were empty.

At noon, Zhang Bin's father brought lunch and walked to the hospital bed with a look of concern.

"Binbin, how are you feeling today? I just asked the doctor, and he said that you are recovering very well, and you will be discharged home in two days. Director Li also said that as long as you treat your illness properly, you will be fine. Cured."

Father Zhang said while taking out the food from the thermos, looking very happy.

Leukemia doesn't need to stay in the hospital all the time, and it doesn't make any sense to Zhang Bin whether he leaves the hospital or not. As for the last half of his father's words, he just ignored them, no matter how many times he has said them.

Zhang Bin sat up and took the thermos from his father, "Dad, where is Mom?"

"Your mother." Zhang's father froze for a moment, then quickly handed the spoon to his son, and said with a smile, "Your mother worked overtime at work at noon today, and asked me to deliver the meal. Tomorrow...tomorrow your mother will come to deliver. "

"Dad." Zhang Bin called out softly.

Father Zhang hurriedly said, "What's the matter, is the food not to your taste? It's because I haven't cooked for some time."

"Mom went to the morgue to move the body?"

"What are you talking about, kid, bah... what are you talking about... unlucky, unlucky."

"I know all about Dad."

Father Zhang lowered his head, "Hey, your mother is also doing it for you. The salary of the nurses is high, which is two or three times higher than that of the cleaning in the community. Occasionally, you can also get paid to help in the mortuary."

Zhang Bin didn't continue to dwell on this, but instead asked, "Dad, how much does our family owe in total?"

"Not much, didn't I tell you, your second uncle and two uncles' family has tens of thousands of yuan, and they are not in a hurry to use it. The money is for you to don't worry about it and treat us well." Father Zhang said Make it easy.

"I heard that night that our family owed more than 30 yuan." Zhang Bin said.

Father Zhang was silent.

Zhang Bin was also silent, didn't say anything, and continued to eat.

Father Zhang carefully observed his son's reaction, seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, he was immediately relieved, and fell asleep on the side of the hospital bed after eating and taking a lunch break.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang's father suddenly felt that someone was shaking him vigorously, and he woke up immediately, looking at him in a daze.

Before he could ask about the situation, the other party said anxiously, "Old Zhang, your son is going to jump off the roof of the hospital!"

what!

Father Zhang jumped up suddenly, looking at the empty hospital bed, his mind went blank.

No wonder... no wonder!

Father Zhang ran out of the ward like a madman, went up to the roof, and immediately saw a group of patients, doctors, security guards, and his son standing on the edge of the roof.

"Binbin! What are you doing...what are you doing!" Zhang's father cried out to his son with tears in his eyes.

Seeing Zhang's father coming, the patients and doctors who had been persuading Zhang Bin before quickly persuaded him, "Young man, it's no big deal to be sick. Now that technology is so advanced, if you are sick, let's treat it. Don't worry about it."

"Yes, everyone is not a patient. You see that the doctor is here. If you listen to the doctor, you will be fine."

"Look at your dad. It's not easy to raise you up so hard. Are you worthy of him?"

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"Leukemia, there is no cure."

Zhang Bin shook his head and looked at his father, "Dad, I'm sorry."

More than half a month ago, when he was about to lose his strength, he met Li Qian, the director of I am not the God of Medicine, at Daguangming Cinema. At that time, Li Qian told him that he could still be saved, and those leukemia patients could still be saved.

He can make a movie like I am not the god of medicine, Zhang Bin believes in him, at least he can convince himself.

Immediately afterwards, his father learned from another leukemia patient in the hospital that a family member of the patient was helping others to purchase Indo generic drugs. At that time, he thought he was really saved.

But then, the country changed a law, which was thought to be aimed at Indian generic drugs, and the patient's family was so frightened that they broke off the transaction with everyone.

After being in despair for so long, he finally had hope and was immediately shattered. He couldn't bear this feeling and directly defeated him.

No matter how others persuaded him, Zhang Bin just stood quietly on the edge of the roof, and as long as he took one step forward, the nightmare of his family could be ended.

After a while, Zhang's mother, who was wearing a nurse uniform, also came running in a panic. She works as a nurse in the hospital, and occasionally goes to the mortuary to help people move corpses. She works long hours and intensively, and her health is not very good. The mother wailed "son", and passed out as soon as her eyes darkened.

"Dad, take good care of my mom!"

Saying goodbye to his parents, Zhang Bin turned around slowly.

This action made everyone scream, and some people couldn't bear to close their eyes.

Just as he was about to jump, suddenly a doctor in a white coat rushed over from the stairs.

"Zhang Bin, don't be impulsive, listen to me."

"Director Li? You don't need to comfort me, thank you for this time." Zhang Bin looked at his attending doctor gratefully.

"Listen to me, Zhang Bin, wait!" Director Li panted heavily, picked up the mobile phone in his hand and pointed at Zhang Bin, and said loudly, "The official website of the cabinet issued a notice. I'm not the God of Medicine who issued an order to reform the medical system!"

"What?" Zhang Bin was stunned.

"The big leaders have spoken, and medical reform is required!" Director Li repeated anxiously.

Health care reform?

These two words were all that remained in Zhang Bin's mind, and there was light in his empty eye sockets again, and tears welled up.