The King of Rebirth in the End Times

Holding a bouquet of carnations bought from a flower shop, the boy in white and black trousers walked in the quiet corridor of the hospital. His delicate eyebrows and eyes faded in a day, revealing a subtle sense of alienation.

The things that need to be cleaned up were piled up, the elderly nurse sighed, and pushed the trolley out of the room with vacant beds. I don’t know who will live in tomorrow. Either this person will die or that person will die today. Working in a hospital was always unavoidable.

The nurse smiled knowingly when she saw the flowers in Su Qinglan's hands, and cared about her mother's children are good children.

The moment they passed each other, they could vaguely see the corner of the boy's shirt raised slightly, and the professional habit was muttering in his heart whether the other party was in good health.The skin around the waist was pale and thin, like a patient who had just been discharged from the hospital. The young man who was supposed to be full of vitality exuded a dead air, which was three points colder than the morgue in the basement.

Su Qinglan walked forward with a cold face, the nurse trembled and almost pushed the cart sideways.

Nurses and doctors in the hospital believe in ghosts and gods, because there are usually many strange things in the hospital, and people who are not brave enough can't get along.Sometimes we receive wounded patients covered with knife marks and gunshot wounds. The nurse has worked here for so many years, so of course she knows what kind of people are not to be messed with. She hurriedly left the corridor, wailing in her heart.

"Where did this evil star come from!"

Su Qinglan, who had gone far away, naturally couldn't hear the other party's voice, and didn't know that the first person to see through the harmless appearance after rebirth would be an ordinary nurse in the hospital. After all, nurses are the only ones in the hospital who often come into contact with the dead besides doctors. As a kind of occupation, over time, it naturally has a peculiar sensitivity to death.

The door was gently pushed open, and the boy walked in slowly. The ECG monitor placed in the ward made a "didi" sound, and the woman lay there unconsciously, and every breath took oxygen. The hood was covered with a layer of white mist.

He held the woman's wrist and carefully felt the pulse of the living person. Su Qinglan sat on the chair in front of the bed, looked at the woman on the bed softly, and moved his lips for a long time before uttering a sentence talk.

"Mom, long time no see."

Long time no see, from the samsara of life and death, when I was alive, I watched your ashes melt in my hands, and the first time I opened my eyes after experiencing death... I saw you.

As if he had opened up the topic, the boy's brows and eyes were less gloomy, his indifferent expression was a little relaxed, and the corners of his lips seemed to be curved upwards a little.Then the eyes like stagnant water prove that he is no longer Su Qinglan of this age, even if he smiles, he has not really let go of his guard in front of people except his companions.

"You are still as beautiful as I remember. When I was young, many people said that I look like you, but I, a man, don't need such compliments."

Fingers brushed the bangs on the woman's forehead, touching the temperature of her forehead, Su Qinglan's smile was extremely light, it was the first time to say some homely words to a person to reduce the alienation, the old events in her mind gradually faded away with his words. To be clear, the last days represent the ultimate destruction and death, while time breaks the distance between life and death and realizes the wishes that human beings cannot achieve in their lifetime.

"You kept saying that you wanted to find a loving wife for me, and that Yi Xin was immature, but in the last days, it was she who grabbed my hand and fled the base."

"Mom, I'm really happy to see you, why can't you stay with my son all the time, I really don't want you to die..."

Hades told you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch.

Su Qinglan thought of this sentence with a blank face. There seemed to be something terrifying hidden in the black pupils. A bit of dark color that was so cold to the bone marrow overflowed from the depths of the pupils, and the temperature in the whole room seemed to drop.The fact is also the same, he who claims to control the power of death has not died in the last days, there is no so-called eternity in the world, death is the ultimate fate of mortals.

I have never been afraid of death, but I am afraid of seeing you die a second time, losing your mother once, and having a second time.

The mother's illness seemed simple, but in fact she was close to death. How to treat genetic defects is beyond the scope of human cognition.In his heyday, Su Qinglan might be able to give it a try, but at this moment, he is powerless and can only watch the pulsation weaken in an unstoppable way.

Time passed by every minute and every second, just like Su Mo's life like a summer flower, so short and poignant, people will never forget it for the rest of their lives.

"Mom, Dad said he loves you. This is what he said to your ashes before he died. I know you didn't say it, but you actually want to see him. It's the last time..."

Su Qinglan hugged her mother's slender body, and said in a choked tone for the first time.

Tears flowed from the corners of Su Mo's eyes, like the last pearl shed by a mermaid for love, but she kept her eyes closed, as if she didn't want to look at the world again, and she didn't have the strength to ask her son why he said these things.

The teenager picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number in the contact list. After a beeping notification, it was his long-lost relative who received the call.

"Dad, I'm Alan, can you come to the hospital?"

The last time I came to see my mother, I know, this is your most regrettable thing...

19:35

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the man in a suit calmly looked at the city outside the window, with the phone he just hung up in his hand.A moment of hesitation and struggle flashed in his eyes, and Su Mo's smile kept appearing in his mind. His wife has always been strong and gentle, which made him dare to do his own business outside. He clearly believed that she could survive this. The next illness, but did not think that the first disturbed is myself.

Fang Qi smiled wryly, and picked up his mobile phone to make a call to his driver.

"Old Wang, I'm going to the hospital."

A-lan is also true. He asked himself if something happened, but he just hung up the phone without saying a word. After all, this child was resentful.

Like fate, Fang Qi, who rushed to the hospital earlier than 'ever', encountered a traffic jam on the way. When Su Qinglan made the second call, the man realized something was wrong, and immediately chose to open the car door and ran to the hospital .

In the ward.

"Didi-di-!"

The ECG monitor beeped sharply and received the news of the patient's cardiac arrest, and the nurses of the hospital hurried to the ward.

20:40

Su Qinglan looked sadly at her mother's bloodless lips, after all it was too late.

Outside the emergency room, a father and son looked at each other silently.

"Why are you late..."

"There was a traffic jam on the road, which delayed some time, Alan, your mother will be fine."

He didn't mention at all that he used his legs to run the rest of the way, and he realized that he was a little strange after not seeing his son for just a day. Fang Qi's heart sank, and he asked nonchalantly.

"Are you blaming me, Alan?"

The young man was silent for a while, rather than thinking about how to answer, it might be better to say that he was recalling his answer back then.All he could answer was Su Qinglan's thoughts of the last days. Fang Qinglan's mood could never be regained. The king of the last days who was reborn in this era shook his head and sighed.

"I don't complain, let alone hate, Dad...Maybe I hated you once, but now I have no right to hate you."

Blaming you for making your mother cry, hating you for marrying that woman less than two months after your mother passed away, angering you for favoring the stepmother's son, all emotions are rolling in my heart, but now I can't say anything.

When my brother and I fell into a situation where only one person could live, you chose to let me live without hesitation...

The son does not speak of his father's faults, and Su Qinglan never forgets his kindness.

Even if I changed my mother's surname, now that I think about it, it's a kind of childish anger.