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Then the lawyer put on a mournful look, and handed over some messy documents in English for Wei Kesong to sign. Wei Kesong looked at the lawyer suspiciously, and the lawyer showed a dry and stiff smile.

He actually didn't understand why his employer, Gu Feibai, would act in such a play, handing over all his inheritance to a stranger who had no blood relationship or interest relationship at all.

But the boss is the boss, what he wants to do is to get Wei Kesong to sign on it.

Wei Kesong originally wanted to take a second look, but a group of medical staff in white coats who were waiting to "collect the body" looked at him silently and slightly urging, their eyes were complicated and difficult to discern, and Wei Kesong's scalp felt numb from seeing it , under the repeated urging of the lawyer, he still signed his name.

All of a sudden, everyone in the room who cooperated with Gu Feibai in this play breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor walked up to Wei Kesong, and said solemnly: "Please family members confirm that the patient is dead, pull out the breathing tube, and collect the remains."

The "dead" patient Gu Feibai twitched his lips when he heard the word "family", as if his confirmed death could not disturb his good mood of getting a family member named "Wei Kesong". Confused, Wei Kesong approached this cunning guy who had cheated him so many times under the pull of the side.

Wei Kesong put his hand on Gu Feibai's ventilator. Gu Feibai looked like a snowflake that was about to dissipate. His face was pale, his eyes were satisfied, and he couldn't hear any voice from him.

He just lay peacefully on the bed, as if he really had no heartbeat or breathing.

This scene was too realistic, Wei Kesong's heart skipped a beat twice, and a premonition of uneasiness surged up like a tide. His hand that was about to take off the ventilator suddenly stopped, frowning slowly, and approaching Gu Feibai in a low voice: "What the hell are you doing?" What kind of tricks are you playing? I’m warning you, Gu Feibai, I won’t be fooled again this time.” Gu Feibai didn’t answer, but the mist sprayed on the ventilator faded away bit by bit, and the folded hands on his chest relaxed. Slowly sliding down, Wei Kesong's transparent mask gradually became cold.

Gu Feibai didn't make any movement.

Wei Kesong panicked, and started calling the doctor without saying a word: "Doctor! He's not breathing! Doctor!!"

The doctor stood aside with a low eyebrow, as if he had been pre-ordered by the program and NPC, very cooperative with Wei Kesong and said: "Family, he has passed away, condolences."

"Fuck!" Wei Kesong's face was red and white, and his veins were about to burst from anxiety: "I'm not acting with you guys! He's really not breathing! Help me!"

The doctor was still indifferent, and said numbly: "Family, please accept the reality, mourn and accept the change, the dead cannot be resurrected..."

Wei Kesong tugged at the doctor's collar, and pushed the doctor to Gu Feibai's bed like pulling a chick without saying a word. His tone was filled with extreme anger, his chest heaved violently, and his eyes were red. but his hands were trembling: "I don't care what drama you are playing, save me!"

Young, energetic and arrogant, just like the young master Wei back then, he appeared in Gu Feibai's mother's emergency room like a divine soldier, stood in front of the empty-eyed servant's son Gu Feibai, and said loudly, "Save me!" people.

....It hasn't changed at all.

Wei Kesong was so angry that his hair would explode into broccoli. He felt sad and absurd for the current medical system. Patients would die right in front of them without first aid. What kind of idiot doctor is this!Not even Gu Feibai!

Gu Feibai suddenly seemed unable to hold back, took off the ventilator and laughed until tears fell, he sat up, met the stunned Wei Kesong who was still pulling the doctor's clothes, Gu Feibai spread his hands with a wide smile : "Mr. Xiaowei, you are still so easy to deceive." He sighed regretfully: "I thought I could deceive Mr. Xiaowei into artificial respiration, but it's a pity."

Wei Kesong let go of the doctor's collar expressionlessly, rubbed his wrists and was about to move forward, the director next to him quickly grabbed the CP who was obviously tending to beat up the guests, and persuaded, "Young Master Wei! Wei Shao! This is all for the effect of the show!"

In fact, the director who was also frightened just now quickly isolated Wei Kesong and Gu Feibai: "Young Master Wei, calm down, it's still live!"

Wei Kesong laughed back angrily: "Okay, Gu Feibai, he is very good at studying medicine, and he even knows how to joke about whether he will die. No one will be sorry if you are killed by such a disaster!"

Gu Feibai nodded with deep sympathy: "That's true."

Wei Kesong was choked to death by Gu Feibai's words, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing with anger, but Gu Feibai said nonchalantly, "The rehearsal is not over yet, Mr. Wei, you haven't removed the breathing tube for me yet."

Wei Kesong wasn't in the mood to extubate him, he heard the words and said: "Get out, I'm pretty good at pulling out your catheter!"

Gu Fei paused, raised his brows slightly and said in an ambiguous tone, "If Mr. Xiaowei is willing?"

Now thinking of Wei Kesong who was about to touch that place after pulling out the catheter: "..."

Hold!How could this person flirt in such a place? !

Wei Kesong sneered darkly, and looked at Gu Feibai's place: "If you're not afraid that I'll pull out your catheter and the place where the catheter is inserted."

Gu Feibai: "..."

The onlookers who suddenly fell down //// body pain: "........."

Well, so brutal!

The doctors and nurses were very busy, and seeing that this hospice scene was about to turn into a farce, they asked Gu Feibai for instructions and were about to leave. The lawyer also left in a hurry with a file bag, making phone calls while walking, as if communicating What is the specific matter of the handover of an expensive property.

The priest said to Gu Feibai: "My child, go to hell with love, and the Lord will forgive your sins."

The doctor who was grabbed by the collar by Wei Kesong finally took off the formatted expression mask before he left. He glanced at Gu Feibai who was lying on the hospital bed with some sadness, and said to Wei Kesong: "I used to be with Doctor Gu. Colleague, he is a genius and can save many people."

This person's tone seemed to be mourning a famous person who had passed away, which made Wei Kesong a little uncomfortable.

The doctor continued: "In fact, many people think that the way to determine death is the absence of brain activity, heartbeat and breathing, but as a doctor, the moment the medical equipment leaves the body, it means that the person is really dead and there is no medicine at all. But doctor, Dr. Gu's end-of-life care requires us to do this, so he must very much hope that you can extubate him."

Doctor: "He must really want to say goodbye to you before he dies."

The director was still filming the doctors. He looked at the badges and departments of these doctors, and was amazed: "Mr. Gu is too good. He actually hired a doctor who really does hospice care. All the people who do this in this hospital are What was done for the rich or the noble, was actually invited by Mr. Gu to act in a play."

Wei Kesong's brows sank when he heard that, his eyes subconsciously walked towards Gu Feibai, and Gu Feibai slowly put on his glasses, wiped off the powder on his face with a wet tissue, and followed Wei Kesong's eyes. He showed a playful smile: "My acting is not bad, Mr. Xiaowei?"

The suspicion in Wei Kesong's heart was easily dissipated in Gu Feibai's unscrupulous teasing. Gu Feibai patted the chair beside him, and said to the director, "I want to talk to Mr. Xiaowei alone."

The director understood, he put the camera on the head of the bed and adjusted its position: "Let's go out and leave a camera here? It can be cut."

Gu Feibai: "Yes."

Wei Kesong did have a lot to ask, so he turned the chair and sat with his legs spread apart: "Gu Feibai, what are you doing? Treat yourself if you are sick, don't do such fancy things."

Gu Feibai said, "Mr. Xiaowei, if you help me extubate, do you know what the next step is?"

Wei Kesong didn't want to discuss this topic with him: "I'm asking you something! What do you want to do?!"

Gu Feibai acted as if he had never heard of it, and continued to say with a reserved smile, "The next step is to collect my belongings. Most of the things that I think are more valuable will be handed over to you by the lawyer, but you have to collect some personal things yourself. I'm sorry. My priceless treasure cannot be handed over to you, and I hope you can cremate all my personal belongings with me."

Wei Kesong suddenly raised his voice: "Gu Feibai! What's wrong with you!"

Gu Fei smiled and said, "Mr. Xiaowei, you really don't have a long memory. You were deceived by me just now, and now you believe it again."

Wei Kesong couldn't move up and down, he was almost stuck to death, and immediately said in a bad mood: "Even if you are going to die, don't ask me to get these things for you, bad luck!" After a pause, he said again: "Live well by yourself, don't you be reluctant to part with that priceless treasure, you hold it yourself, if you want me to collect your body, I will sell it for you, and then spend the money from selling it on your grave."

Gu Feibai chuckled lightly, holding a card with the hand on his heart through the thin hospital gown, and said softly, "This is not possible."

Gu Feibai suddenly said: "Mr. Xiaowei, do you still remember my mother?"

Wei Kesong said: "Remember, what's wrong?"

Gu Feibai's peach-blossom eyes were originally a pair of very lively eyes. A smile is rippling, and a pot of spring water is not smiling. No matter what time the eyes are always full of love, but now they are foggy and empty, surpassing Wei Kesong's eyes. Looking out of the window over his shoulder: "I didn't extubate her when she died."

"She died in embarrassment and pain. She struggled all the time. In the end, she vomited so much that the breathing mask was full of vomit. The nurse next to her sucked it up for her, but she couldn't suck it clean. She kept vomiting."

"I didn't agree, and no one dared to extubate her. I looked at her and felt that it was true that life would be worse than death. It is true that someone is worse than life. With such an ugly posture, I was thinking at that time, if it was me , At this point, I will definitely hire someone to extubate me, and don’t let myself fall to this point.”

Wei Kesong was taken aback for a moment, he just knew that Gu Feibai's mother was dead, but he didn't know there was this part in the middle.

Gu Fei was silent for a while, then smiled suddenly: "But I have already reached this point, Mr. Xiao Wei, but I am still alive."

Gu Feibai turned his head sideways, his passionate eyes were more sincere than ever: "It's really painful, but when I think that a person like me who is not as good as a beast can meet Mr. Xiaowei in this life, it may be that I have cultivated it in several lifetimes." Blessing, I just want to not die, I have done too many bad things in this life, and I will definitely not meet such a good person as Mr. Xiaowei in my next life."

However, before leaving, he wanted to do something nice for his little Mr. Wei.

Gu Feibai asked: "Mr. Xiaowei must have rejected Mu Xing when he came to me, right?"

Gu Feibai didn't wait for Wei Kesong to ask "How do you know", he continued to ask: "Then do you like Chu Mingzhou?"

When Gu Feibai focused on people, he had the power to see people's hearts. For some reason, Wei Kesong answered truthfully: "I used to like it."

Gu Feibai: "Then what do you do to Wei Jinglin?"

Wei Kesong paused: "It's not that kind of liking."

Gu Feibai: "Do you like Qin Yue?"

Wei Kesong: "He doesn't like me either."

Gu Fei asked with a white smile: "Do you like me then? It's fine if you liked it before, or it's fine if you don't like it that way, and I like you too."

Wei Kesong paused for a long, long time: "I don't like it."