Inside the hall, the plot has evolved to the next stage. He Wen grabbed the old man's neck with a ferocious look:

"give or not?"

Tears flowed from the old man's eyes. He probably never expected that the volunteer who had always been obedient to him, brought him warmth and was like a "family member" to him, would do something like this.

Is this how his later years should be?

I have a son and a daughter, both of them are unfilial.

My daughter married far away and ignored me.

The son stayed at home, and his daily task was to ask him for money for drinking and to embezzle his pension...Finally, one cold winter, his son drank too much and fell drunk on the road. When he was found the next day, his whole body was stiff.

Later, I went to a nursing home and finally met He Wen, who was much better than his two children. I thought I could enjoy my old age from now on, but it was not...

There is actually no one in this world...who is sincere to him.

He's just old.

Is getting old a sin?

The old man took out a piece of paper and a videotape from his pocket, bit his finger, and pressed a fingerprint on it.

Pierre had good eyesight and could see the word "will" on it.

"very good."

He Wen put the paper away, very satisfied, with a genuine smile on his face.

He took out a cup of health tea from his pocket, handed it to the old man, and said softly, "Drink it."

"I'll pick you up and take you home tomorrow."

"Let's take this money and find a beautiful place to live a good life in the future."

Longing reappeared in the old man's eyes.

……

He Wen turned around and looked at the gap at the door. It was empty outside.

He muttered, "The wind is a bit strong."

After closing the door again, He Wen walked out of the hall and skipped all the way back to the dormitory.

A dark shadow came after him on the road, but he quickly avoided it.

……

In the lobby of Area B, half an hour after He Wen left, Pierre pushed open the door and walked to the scene where the incident had just happened.

The old man held the cup in both hands and had finished the tea in it. He leaned against the wall alone, with a happy smile on his face, and fell into a deep sleep.

“Addictive?”

Pierre had noticed something was wrong a long time ago. The elderly people in the nursing home had to drink up all the health tea every day even if they didn't have time to eat.

Is a tea really that delicious?

It now appears that the answer is yes.

After drinking it, people will have the illusion of being happier.

Pierre reached out to take the cup from his arms, and with a bang, the old man's arm fell to the ground.

Pierre was startled.

Did he just use force?

what?

It seems not.

This was seen by the audience in front of the screen, and they probably thought he was a pervert, abusing the elderly in a ghost story.

Pierre spoke calmly and explained: "Oh, it turns out that this health tea, in addition to being addictive, can also make your limbs brittle."

Barrage:"……"

"I see. I thought you would say that he was in so much pain and I killed him for his own good."

"Woo woo woo, I told you that Pipi is a good person, you all just misunderstood him."

"Yeah, I was scared to death just now."

“Pierre is an icon of positive energy.”

As someone who often appears in front of the camera, Pierre's words successfully prevented himself from becoming a hot topic again and being cyber-bullied.

[Rule 4: Here, you don’t need to meet the requests of the elderly, but you must ensure that they are alive. ]

Pierre kept this rule in mind, slapped the old man a few times to wake him up, and fed him some life-sustaining medicine.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that the old man was in better spirits.

He almost got cheated. If he hadn't come here, given the old man's condition, he might have died here today.

When the time came, he broke the rules and died the next day.

No wonder when Xie Zian was in Area A, he risked his life and came to frame me several times just to make his brother leave Area B.

Working in this shabby place, the pay is low, the work is heavy, and your life is in danger from time to time. It is simply naked exploitation. The capitalists would shake their heads and say it is excessive when they see it.

Who the hell is willing to do this?

The number of elderly people in the nursing home does not change much, but they have to recruit workers frequently. Pierre guessed that many caregivers died after not working for long.

After confirming that the old man would not die tonight, Pierre stood up from the ground, looked around, and did not see "Huangshan", the old man he had met in the bathroom before.

Didn’t Xie Zian say that Huangshan is in Area B?

What about people?

Could it be that the information given to me was false?

That shouldn't be possible. The content and scene in that photo at that time match those now.

Where on earth is Huangshan?

Pierre shook his head. Unable to figure it out, he put the question aside for the moment. He walked out of the hall and headed towards his duty room.

Black shadows floated in the corridor.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the monsters passing by seemed to be more real and it hurt a little when they pricked his body.

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