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181. Beautiful Scenery, Unforgettable

White mist slowly spit out from Han Er's mouth.

He didn't look at Shalu, his eyes looked at an empty place, as if he was looking at himself.

He moved his lips, and said in a flat tone: "Humans are very fragile animals. If we ghosts are injured, we can rely on the power of ghosts to recover on our own, even if our hands and legs are broken. Even if the head is lost, it can be completely restored. But human beings are different, their bodies are as fragile as thin paper, and any damage may cause them to die."

"So in the eyes of human beings, doctors seem to be the gods who determine their fate. I have seen too many times. When a bloody human being is pushed into the emergency room, his friends and family members kneel in the emergency room. I begged hard at the door and gave all my beliefs to me. I can't describe the feeling, but every time I am shocked."

"Do you know what is the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen?" Han Er suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Shalu.

Shalu didn't know why, but was shocked by Han Er's eyes, as if there was a powerful force in those eyes.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Shalu became a little impatient.

Han Er looked ahead, as if he was recalling the beautiful scenery, then he smiled involuntarily, and murmured: "The most beautiful scenery I have ever seen is that after healed a human being, he looked at The look in your eyes. That kind of emotional gratitude is something I will never forget. The moment I saw that look for the first time when I was very young, I immediately forgot that I am human It's still a ghost, I only know that I can give everything for that look, that look is the value of my existence. But I'm afraid it's meaningless to say this to you, you won't understand."

Shalu sneered, looked at Han Er who was standing there, and said indifferently, "You bastard, you don't look like a human, and a ghost doesn't look like a ghost."

After finishing speaking, as soon as he raised his hand, a flame flew out and landed on Han Er's body.

Han Er's entire body was burning quickly, but he just stood there, letting the flames engulf him.

"The ghost's heart is not ancient." Shalu didn't bother to look at Han Er again, turned his head and walked out, leaving Han Er alone, burning quietly in the operating room.

The flames melted his body little by little, and he lowered his head, watching his body keep melting.

"Is it worth it?" Han Er said, as if asking himself.

But soon, he chuckled, and spit out a mouthful of white mist:

"never mind."

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Ever since Qiu Xiaoye went out with Mo Zhibai in his arms, Jiang Chun has been fidgeting in the hotel, walking up and down like ants on a hot pot.

A pair of fluffy slippers stepped on the floor, making a "click" and "click" sound.

"Ah Chun, can you stop leaving? It's useless for you to be anxious here." Qiu Yuan looked at the impatient Jiang Chun and said.

Jiang Chun glared at Qiuyuan: "Hey, Xiaoye is also your son, he is risking his life to go out now, are you not in a hurry?"

Qiu Yuan said helplessly: "I'm used to it. He didn't risk his life when he did something that time. Don't worry, this guy has inherited my ingenuity, so there will be no problem."

Jiang Chun scolded without hesitation: "You are like a two hundred and five, you have a fart's intelligence."

The two husband and wife started to fight each other, and Qiu Xiaolu looked at them, but felt a different kind of warmth.

Since he was very young, he and Qiu Xiaoye were the only two people in the family. Even if he wanted to watch such scenes of parents arguing, he didn't have the chance.

Just as Qiu Xiaolu watched her parents gossip, Li Boping suddenly shouted: "Qiu Ye is back!"

As soon as Jiang Chun heard this, he ran to the door and saw Qiu Xiaoye with Mo Zhibai on his back, a hanging bottle in his left hand, and a large bag of nutrient solution in his right hand, already exhausted and out of breath.

"Which one of you can help me!" Qiu Xiaoye shouted.

Jiang Chun hurriedly took the big sack of nutrient solution, and Qiu Xiaoye walked slowly inside with Mo Zhibai on his back, to Mo Zhibai's room.

He carefully placed Mo Zhibai on his bed. At this time, Mo Zhibai had already been sewed several times, looking extremely hideous.

Qiu Xiaoye covered him lightly with a quilt, and asked Li Boping to move the coat rack, and hung the bottle on it.

Li Boping couldn't bear it any longer, and asked, "Qiuye, did you really take him for surgery? That 'Delu', didn't come to trouble you?"

Qiu Xiaoye pointed to the door, lowered his voice, and said, "Go out and talk, don't disturb Master Mo."

Several people retreated lightly, and then slowly closed the door.

Once in the living room, Qiu Xiaoye lay down on the sofa and yelled, "Mom, I want a drink of water."

"Okay, I'll pour it for you." As soon as he heard Qiu Xiaoye's request, Jiang Chun immediately poured the water.

Qiu Yuan scolded: "You bastard, why did you become lazy all of a sudden?"

Qiu Xiaoye grinned: "It's different now, I have a mother now."

However, Qiu Xiaoye just said this casually, but Qiu Yuan suddenly fell silent, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart.

"Here, here comes the water." Jiang Chun hurried over with a glass of warm water and handed it to Qiu Xiaoye.

Qiu Xiaoye took a big sip happily, and Li Boping couldn't wait any longer, and asked eagerly: "Qiu Ye, tell me quickly, what happened to you when you went out?"

Qiu Xiaoye laughed, and said, "Let me tell you, I was lucky today, and I met a very kind doctor. He is still a ghost! He is like an angel inside a ghost!"

He said excitedly, followed by gestures in his hands, and wanted to tell the four people about the anecdote that he encountered today.

However, at this moment, his eyes glanced, and he suddenly caught sight of the news on the TV.

On the news, a male reporter was holding a microphone, facing the camera and broadcasting: "Everyone, the famous surgeon Han Er in Feng City burned himself to death in the operating room this morning. According to Dr. Han Er's colleagues, for a long time, the huge The work pressure caused him to be troubled by depression, so he made the final decision today. After the news came out, the former patients of Dr. Han Er came to the hospital spontaneously, bringing bouquets of flowers to express their sorrow .”

Looking at the pictures in the news, I saw Han Er's black and white portrait photo.

Qiu Xiaoye was stunned, unable to say anything for a while, his hands trembled unconsciously, the water glass in his hand fell to the ground, and the clear water in the glass spilled all over the floor.