Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Li Jingshen is a person who doesn't believe in fate. After Shen Zhichu's death, he went to the temple in Rongcheng. After paying for the incense sticks, he went in and found a place to kneel in front of the Buddha statue. He didn't even know why he came here.

It seems to be asking for comfort, or just looking for a place to kneel down and torture myself.

The old monk in the temple, seeing him kneeling there, came to remind him that kneeling would hurt his knees if he knelt for a long time.

Seeing that Li Jingshen didn't respond, the old monk said again: "Benefactor, why don't I make a fortune for you?"

Li Jingshen raised his eyes to look at him, and finally nodded.

After saying the name and horoscope, the old monk asked, "What is it?"

Li Jingshen thought for a while, but he couldn't think of what he wanted to calculate, what he wanted to ask for. After Shen Zhichu's death, he seemed to have no desires and no desires, and nothing was meaningful.

The old monk gave him a silent look, and asked him to stretch out his left hand to read his palm.

Looking at the scar on his palm, the old monk frowned, his lips moved and he muttered silently. According to the calculation based on the horoscope, the result will be soon.

The old monk wrote "nothing"

Prosperous wealth, no blessings, no parents, no wife, no children.

This was the first time the old monk saw such bad luck, he shook his head, looked at Li Jingshen and sighed several times.

Parents lost in childhood, sons and wives lost in youth, their fate is lonely all their lives, and there are signs of short life.

Li Jingshen's only good life is probably not short of money.

In fact, the fate of many things has been fixed long ago. Li Jingshen didn't believe in fate before, but after hearing what the old monk said, he had to believe it.

His life was really ridiculous, like a bet with God, his bargaining chip was only one Shen Zhichu, he pushed them all out, and finally lost everything, losing to fate.

Christmas Eve was the beginning of him and Shen Zhichu, some things... were just obsessions.

Li Jingshen had thought everything out, he thought about spending his last Christmas Eve with Shen Zhichu, where to start and where to end.

But unexpectedly, Li Jingshen's condition worsened and he collapsed.

In the final analysis, it was Shen Zhichu’s stir-fried pork kidney filled with chili, and Li Jingshen ate the whole dish, not even the chili was left.

Others are fulfilling their wishes, but he is looking for guilt.

Instead of going to the hospital, he made a phone call. Li Jingshen has a pair of dedicated medical teams responsible for his physical condition.

Hearing that he had an accident, they drove over quickly and pushed the medical equipment in. They didn't say a word in the middle, but from the busy pace and the sound of the wheels, they knew how busy they were.

This was not the first time Shen Zhichu saw Li Jingshen collapsed as a doctor, but it was the first time he felt a little startled.

At this time, she really felt that Li Jingshen was a terminally ill person, and he was really seriously ill.

Li Jingshen's lungs are not good, eating too much chili has damaged his throat, and he has been staying up all night for the past few days. The winter in Rongcheng is very cold, and there is not even a shred of sunshine, so he suffers from a serious illness.

He has a fever and it's getting harder to breathe every day. He doesn't want to collapse yet. He hasn't done what he wants to do.

As if his lungs were being pricked by needles, he coughed twice, and unexpectedly vomited out a large mouthful of blood. The bright red blood dripped down his face like white paper, dazzling red.

Li Jingshen was unwilling to have an operation, so he couldn't push him to the hospital, so he could only give first aid on the spot.

Shen Zhichu didn't follow in, but stood outside looking at the busy figure of a family member.

A medical staff came to ask about the situation, and asked Shen Zhichu who he was.

Shen Zhichu paused, who is it?His ex-wife, or an enemy, or someone who has nothing to do with it?

The doctor saw that she was silent, so he couldn't help but think about other things, such as the lover who was taken care of by the rich. His expression was normal, as if he was used to this kind of situation for a long time.

"How is his condition?" Shen Zhichu asked, his tone was flat, without ups and downs, and there was no worry in it, as if asking another insignificant stranger.

"For things like cancer, their mood has a great impact on their condition. It is very important to maintain an optimistic attitude. There is also eating habits. Mr. Li, I should have eaten something that should not be eaten these days, and the weather is cold and there is no rest. Well, it made it worse."

"Does he really have cancer?"

This time it was the doctor's turn to be surprised: "Don't you know?"

"I know, I want to ask how long he can live?"

Shen Zhichu knew that Li Jingshen had cancer. The night before he and Bai Qiujing went to the amusement park, an anonymous phone call sent an inspection report that Li Jingshen had cancer. Because he was about to die, he dragged the Bai family into bankruptcy recklessly. He can have no scruples, even if it is killing people, he doesn't care. Then the next day, Bai Qiujing almost had an accident on the jumping machine in the playground.

Afterwards, Li Jingshen sent her a text message by email, asking her to go to Bancheng C to find him, otherwise Bai Qiujing would have had more than just an accident.

Shen Zhichu was terrified, she never thought that Li Jingshen had cancer and was about to die.

Don't mess with a lunatic alone, let alone a lunatic who is dying.

People like Li Jingshen are very likely to have a newspaper mentality.

"This..." The doctor hesitated, this is the patient's private matter, if the woman in front of him has nothing to do with Li Jingshen, then he can't say it.

What's more, they really can't accurately judge how long Li Jingshen has left, and they may survive for a while if they take a good rest. If they are still like these few days, they might leave tomorrow.

Li Jingshen lived a long time. When he was diagnosed at the time, his lung cancer was in the middle and late stages. With good treatment, he could survive for five years. If he gave up, it would be two years at most.

This is Li Jingshen's third year.

Shen Zhichu kept staring at the doctor, seeing the silence, he probably understood.

If it can be cured, or if it takes a long time, the doctor has already said that this kind of hesitation can only be difficult to speak.

Shen Zhichu is very familiar with this situation, remembering when she was diagnosed with stomach cancer.

The doctor was also like this, with regret in his eyes and helplessness in his tone.

"I need to know more about Mr. Li's recent situation, can you tell me about it?" The seriousness will not be so serious in such a short time, the blood can't be coughed up, the whole lung is swollen, Li Jingshen He used to be muscular and had a good figure, but now he is thin and only bones can be seen when he takes off his clothes.

Shen Zhichu nodded.

The doctor asked Li Jingshen what he had eaten recently.

Shen Zhichu said, "I ate a plate of spicy millet."

Finally found the reason. Although he had already guessed this aspect, but when Shen Zhichu said it, the doctor still couldn't believe it. He didn't believe that someone would really make a joke about his life.

"How could he eat such spicy and stimulating food? I remember that he hasn't touched chili for a long time. There are strict requirements on diet. He has never coughed up so much blood before."

The doctor tried his best to keep his words calm, but some complaints could still be heard inside.

"Didn't you know that he had cancer? Why didn't you stop him? There is not much time left for this kind of disease, and it seems that Li Jingshen can't go through any troubles now."

Shen Zhichu just wanted to ask Li Jingshen how many days he had left to live, the doctor didn't say anything, and he babbled so much nonsense.

Cancer, of course, she knows that there are taboos, and she also knows that she can't go through the slightest toss, and she knows that when the attack occurs, she is too painful to live. She has experienced it, so she knows what Li Jingshen is going through?

But what's the matter?

It's better than what Li Jingshen did to her back then, right?

So many things happened to her, but she didn't die, but Li Jingshen ate a plate of chili by himself, so he was going to die?

Shen Zhichu lowered his eyes and remained silent, so that no one could see the emotion on her face.

The doctor thought she was blaming herself and was worried about Li Jingshen. Seeing that she was a woman, he spoke to comfort her.

"Don't worry too much. Although judging from the current medical level, there is no possibility of treating advanced lung cancer, but with the rapid development of medical care, there may be a sudden turn for the better..."

Someone inside yelled.

"Doctor Zhang, come in."

When the door opened, Li Jingshen didn't stop coughing, his voices were heart-piercing, and his eardrums were hurting.

Shen Zhichu hates herself a little, because she is more and more like the person she hates the most.

Who knows that Li Jingshen is dying of cancer?

Such a person makes enemies everywhere, even his own aunt's family. He never thought that there will be no one to visit his grave during the New Year after his death?