Entering the entertainment industry too deeply

It was a woman, and by the light of the street lamp, she could be seen to be in her late 30s or early 40s. Zhang Chi saw her long and curvy hair spread all over the floor, lying on her side on the ground, facing him, with the corner of her mouth smiled.

Then, as if the fire in her eyes was slowly going out, she opened her mouth and said, "Chang...Ning..."

Zhang Chi watched her stunned, the woman's eyes closed, and a puddle of blood smeared out from under her head, dark red and deep like a nightmare, Zhang Chi opened his eyes wide and his lips trembled, and shouted: "A... aunt?"

After shouting, his eyes turned dark and then brightened. He saw the white walls of the red sloping roof, the green flower vines climbing the wrought iron fence outside the house, and the cherub fountain spraying water.

He saw a little Douding drawing by the fountain again with his head down. He walked over and touched the little Douding's head. The little Douding raised his head and his eyes were so beautiful, big and bright. Little Douding stretched out his arms to hug him. But turned around and walked away.

Zhang Chi covered his chest, his heart ached, he regretted so much, and he really wanted to hug the child.

His eyes went dark again, then brightened, and he got into the car. He turned his head and saw through the car window that the little boy was holding a piece of paper and running after the car.

The paper was blown high by the wind, and it stuck to the car window with a "snap". Zhang Chi opened his eyes wide to look at it, and looked hard——

A young girl's face appeared in front of her eyes.

"Ah! You're awake!" The girl's voice was crisp and clear, wearing a nurse's cap and white nurse's uniform, she was so excited to see him wake up that she seemed about to cry, "Master, you're awake! I'm your fan, Master Chi!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" The accompanying doctor coughed twice, and then the little nurse suppressed her excitement, and added, "I'm a nurse from the Municipal Third People's Hospital, do you feel any pain or discomfort?"

Zhang Chi turned his head to look at the place where the woman was lying just now. He was not on the stretcher yet, and he was still lying there. The rain was not heavy, but the patter kept falling.

He saw that the woman had disappeared, and a stretcher was passing by. The thin arm of the person on the stretcher was drooping, and the entire white cloth was tightly covering the person's face.

Zhang Chi opened his eyes wide. On the paper, there was a stick figure of a woman holding the hand of a little boy, and the writing underneath was crooked.

Written in crooked characters——

Mom, I love you

"Your face is covered with rain..." Seeing that Zhang Chi was silent, the little nurse took out a tissue and wiped his face. After wiping, he found that Zhang Chi's face was still wet.

Only then did he realize that something was wrong, so he kept silent.

Zhang Chi was lying on the ground, with the rain falling into his eyes, he gritted his teeth, his cheeks were tense, his eyes were red, and the tears in the corners of his eyes seemed to be like a faucet being turned on, and the tears flowed out.

After a while, the rain and tears mixed together, and he choked up a sob and cried sadly. It didn't sound like fear, but regret.

Regret that there is no time to do anything, no time to say, no future.

There is no time to tell him, Changning, I love you too.

Zhang Chi woke up again. Sister Zhang took the IPAD and pointed at the news headlines with her index finger. Zhang Chi's tearful face magnified the entire screen, and first told Zhang Chi: "Boss, you are on the headlines."

The headline read impressively—a man and a woman quarreled in the car, mistakenly used the gas pedal for the brake, and Zhang Chi almost died under the wheel.

A line of fine print is attached: After being rescued fortunately, Zhang Chi shed tears on the spot for his understanding of life!

Sister Zhang is more objective than the media: "Boss, you were scared to cry, right?"

"Didn't you see that I shed tears of brilliance after having a deep understanding of life in the rest of my life?" Zhang Chi rolled his eyes.

Not long after he woke up, he was still a little dazed. He looked around and saw a large calendar with angels and the Virgin Mary hanging on the white walls. "I said which hospital is this? Why are you still promoting Catholicism?"

Sister Zhang sat beside Zhang Chi's hospital bed and replied casually: "There is no private room for you in a public hospital, and they will send you to Ren'ai Private Hospital nearby. If you believe in Catholicism, the doctors and nurses here must be very kind."

"Are you so good at studying religion?" Zhang Chi scratched his head, but his finger touched a bump, and he gritted his teeth in pain. He heard Sister Zhang reply to him: "I'm talking nonsense."

Zhang Chi was speechless, Sister Zhang had always been the most stable and serious, but now her tone was pretending to be relaxed, it seemed that today's incident had frightened her quite a bit.

He smiled at Sister Zhang, his eight big white teeth seemed to be shining brightly, and his young face was full of vitality like a little sun: "Don't be afraid, I'm fine, I'm sure I won't be so unlucky today for several months It's bad luck, once the bad luck is over, it's all good luck."

"What am I afraid of?" Sister Zhang said stiffly, but she couldn't help wiping her eyes with her hand as she spoke, "Today is really frightening. The young man is going to kill someone if he doesn't agree with him?"

Sister Zhang said, wiped away the tears she was afraid of, took back her glasses, and let out a sigh of relief. Zhang Chi suddenly asked, "Where is that auntie? The auntie who saved me... all right?"

When Sister Zhang heard him ask, she realized that this was what Zhang Chi wanted to talk about when he woke up.

"That lady..." Sister Zhang had a complicated expression, "Now there is one good news and two bad news, boss, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Let's talk about the bad first." Zhang Chi didn't feel very good in his heart. Thinking of the white cloth covering his face, chills rose from the soles of his feet. As a result, Sister Zhang told the worst news: "The lady's surname is Wang, The name Juansheng, when the ambulance arrived, the doctor confirmed that...he died on the spot."

Zhang Chi's limbs were cold, and the air conditioner in the ward was turned on at a constant temperature of 26 degrees. When he heard the word death, he seemed to have fallen into a deep-sea ice cave. Light, the world is dark and hopeless.Can't help but think, life—how is life so fragile!

"The second bad news is, Ms. Wang Juansheng, she is Luo Changning's mother."

Zhang Chi was dumbfounded, and didn't respond when he heard the familiar name. Sister Zhang thought it was over, the boss wouldn't be stunned by two consecutive bad news, but he didn't know that it involved more than the second news. In terms of interests, Zhang Chi was almost depressed by the first news.

No one should justly trade another's life for his own.

Zhang Chi's eyes were sore, and a strange image of a woman and a little boy suddenly appeared in his mind. A mother who loved her son so much saved his life with her own life. Zhang Chi would have to sleep and eat all his life. I feel guilty.

"The good news is that Ms. Wang's family found the suicide note in her room in the nursing home." Sister Zhang continued, seemingly relieved, "She is a terminal lung cancer patient, and she sneaked out of the nursing home yesterday to commit suicide , and ended up saving you by mistake, but the result should be what she expected."

"In this way, Luo Changning has no reason to find fault with you." Sister Zhang let out a sigh of relief. Although it will inevitably be a little awkward to meet in the circle in the future, at least there will be no more troubles.

"I'm uncomfortable." Zhang Chi's mind was in a turmoil, unable to make Sister Zhang look down on life and death after a long time, so she pulled up the quilt, sniffed her nose, and drove Sister Zhang out, "I want to be quiet for a while, you go out."

Sister Zhang still wanted to talk about work, and in the later stage, she needed public relations to guide the trend of public opinion. Seeing Zhang Chi's attitude of driving away customers, she comforted her a few words before leaving with her bag.

She closed the door with a soft bang, and Zhang Chi got his head out of the bed, sniffed, and a gentle female voice said to him, "Don't cry, it's not good for a man to look like a little girl."

Zhang Chi tilted his head, followed the voice, his eyes were wide open, the woman had long curly hair, she looked more than 40 years old, but her face was well maintained and beautiful, she looked like a young woman in her thirties.

Seeing that Zhang Chi froze first and then opened his mouth wide as if frightened, she brushed her hair embarrassingly: "You already know my name, my surname is Wang. Don't call me Aunt Wang, there are too many Aunt Wang in China, call me Aunt Juansheng."

Aunt Zhang Chiwang and Aunt Juansheng couldn't shout, so he retreated wrapped in the quilt, fell to the ground, and then shouted: "Ghost! Ghost!"