Chapter 924

The Taoist priest pulled weeds in the flower bed, and it must be those weeds;

After pulling it out for a while, the Taoist priest felt a little tired. He simply sat directly in the flower bed, looked at the pedestrians shuttling back and forth outside the flower bed, and pursed his lips.

"Changed to a vegetarian?"

Zhou Ze's voice sounded from behind the old Taoist.

The old Taoist turned around, smiled at his boss, stretched out his hand and patted beside him,

"Boss, sit down."

Zhou Ze hesitated for a moment,

Well,

Still not seated.

Yes, even knowing that Lao Dao is ill now, he still has a incurable disease that cannot be cured by modern medicine, but boss Zhou still didn't accommodate him and chose his own cleanliness addiction.

Besides, he just took a bath and changed into new clothes.

The Taoist priest reached into his pocket, took out a folded newspaper and spread it on the ground.

Zhou Ze just sat down.

"What do you think?"

Boss Zhou is not very comforting, which has been confirmed by many cases. Boss Zhou himself also knows himself.

So,

Zhou Ze didn't want the conversation to be oriented in the direction of comfort and encouragement,

Talk casually, talk casually,

After reading the diagnosis,

Zhou Ze felt a little depressed.

"Thinking about my life."

The Taoist priest raised his head,

Now the sun is just right,

He squinted,

It seems to enjoy the feeling of being exposed.

Zhou Ze is the same. He likes to bask in the sun.

Both of them stopped talking,

Look up together,

Looking up to the sky,

bask in the sunshine.

After about a quarter of an hour,

Zhou Zecai said:

"In this life, it's still a long time."

"Boss, I'm in my seventies."

"It's OK, but you're a good man..."

Boss Zhou stopped talking,

it seems that,

Something is wrong.

The old Taoist rubbed his fingertips and said:

"In fact, I've survived this life. In this life, I've been here, passed, seen, encountered, and I'm not sick and disaster free. I'm more than 70. It's time to be satisfied."

Zhou Ze pulled out a cigarette. This time, he didn't give it to the Taoist priest.

Lit a cigarette,

Zhou zedao:

"I remember when someone once said that if you were bitten by a zombie, you could become immortal."

"Hey, isn't that a disaster..."

The Taoist priest also shut up.

During their brief exchange,

Unintentionally, they stabbed each other.

"In fact, I've always felt that it's better to live than to die. If you die, you'll have nothing. At least you have a thought when you live."

Zhou Ze said and stretched out his hand to point to himself,

"It's like at the beginning,

Eating and sleeping is a very painful thing;

But I still choose to live,

Never wanted to commit suicide, to end,

really

Experienced a lot,

The more you feel,

Living is the true meaning of everything. Sometimes, to commit suicide is a very embarrassing thing. "

"Boss, the doctor said, I only have three months left, maybe even shorter."

When Zhou Ze said "eat something good",

The Taoist priest actually realized what his boss might know,

then,

When Zhou Ze specifically wanted to talk to himself,

You can be sure,

The boss really knows.

"This is not allowed. I'm a doctor. I'm more experienced than you."

It's really not allowed. Many unfortunate cancer patients are in the late stage as soon as they are found. The doctor directly announced the "death notice" to your relatives.

But there are always people who can continue to live, cooperate with treatment, and continue to live for half a year, a year, two years, or even longer in a good psychological state. It is not surprising.

Just,

Even Zhou Ze has to admit,

Such examples do exist and are often used as inspirational models and lights of hope,

However, many unfortunate people who failed to survive did not exist, nor did they have a small number, but they were deliberately and selectively ignored.

Zhou Ze didn't want Lao Dao to die,

Bookstore,

Nor is it a place of "birth, aging and death" in the normal sense.

in fact,

Count back and forth,

Come and go,

At first, there were two normal people in the bookstore,

One old man, one old man,

However, since Lao Xu had an unclear relationship with the sea god,

It can't be regarded as an ordinary person in a strict sense,

Now?

Only the old Taoist is left.

Just like the female students in the civil engineering class in the university are often regarded as treasures by the whole class,

As the only one left in the bookstore,

No one wants the Taoist priest to leave like this.

To say the least,

On the issue of illness and death,

Library,

There is no such powerlessness of outsiders when facing such things.

If you're going to die,

I want you to survive,

There are still many ways.

In the library, there are not many others, but many zombies.

Moreover, in the extreme situation of death waiting, let the black chick think of a way to plant the old way, and it is estimated that it can continue to grow old for a long time.

After that, the little monkey had to run to the ground every day to fertilize the old Taoist and catch insects.

It's really not good. Catch a goblin who is a bit of a Taoist, let Lao Xu run for a while, and forcibly match him. In this way, Lao Dao can forcibly survive.

Although it is not a perfect method,

But look at the grand occasion of the magnetic therapy magic hospital that master Xu Qinglang opened in Tongcheng last time,

Under this premise,

If you know that the exact effect can prolong your life,

There will definitely be a lot of people going crazy about it.

At this point,

In fact, the Taoist priest also knows,

Zhou Ze didn't know when the Taoist priest realized that there was something wrong with his body,

But it should have been a while, otherwise the Taoist priest would not go to the hospital for examination.

But Zhou Ze couldn't figure it out,

Why should the Taoist hide his illness?

"Boss."

The Taoist licked his lips,

In his eyes,

It reveals a feeling of reminiscence.

"You say, I listen."

"Boss, in fact, I always felt afraid of death before. I also want to live for a long time.

Alive,

It's really very interesting. "

Zhou Ze reached out and touched his forehead,

Well,

There must be a turning point.

"However, when it came to the end, when I found that I had this disease, when the doctor told me the condition himself, I was not as panic as I had imagined before.

instead,

There is a feeling of relief.

I have lived for more than seventy years,

To be honest,

boss,

I have lived long enough.

I've had a good life, I've been chased and killed, and I've seen too many strange things that ordinary people can't see in ten lives.

Although I have always felt that I am not qualified to write a memoir or something,

But really,

In this life,

Life may not be very wonderful,

But at least it is worthy of the word 'no loss'. "

The Taoist priest slowly stood up from the ground,

"It's really good, boss.

I also think it's time.

The only thing that can't be put down is a little monkey.

Ha ha ha,

tell the truth,

In fact, I can't let you go, boss.

I can't let go of my former boss,

really

In a word from the bottom of my heart,

You,

They are all good people.

Not hypocritical, not hypocritical, follow you, very enjoyable.

But without me, you can live very well, even better. "

Zhou Ze moved his lips,

He wanted to say,

Without you,

What about the drugstore next door?

What about a one-day trip to Tongcheng in the future?

But these words, speaking out, are too unpleasant.

One thing that Zhou Ze has never figured out is that if the old Taoist died and refused his help, he wanted to "return the dust to the earth".

So,

Where will his soul go?

Like ordinary people, will go to hell, go to hell, and then go to life?

Or,

A complete end?

Or,

With purple gold on his head and green clouds on his feet,

Why does Mount Tai roar in hell?

however,

The last one may be a little lame,

If the old Taoist died,

You can start the "return of the king" mode,

Not to mention the possibility,

Say that you can really treat the Bodhisattva of the earth Tibet king and the yama of the ten halls as dry meals?

"Boss, in fact, I've always felt a little tired in my life."

The Taoist turned around,

Facing Zhou Ze sitting on the ground,

Avenue:

"I've always felt sorry for many people and failed many people, so I've always wanted to do something to make up for something.

But the most puzzling place is here,

I really didn't find it,

Who have I ever been sorry for... "

"In fact, don't think so much. It's the most correct way to live well and find a way."

Zhou Ze also stood up,

this sentence,

Not comfort,

But with a little domineering tone belonging to the boss.

The old Taoist's eyes "Ziliu" for a while and turned around,

Avenue:

"In fact, it's nothing, boss. I'll go to the hospital for treatment. Isn't it cancer? The doctor said three months, but I really think I can live for more than three months."

"Don't worry, I'll bite you the night before you die."

"........" old road.

Zhou Ze grabbed the old Taoist's collar,

Close your face to the Taoist priest:

"I really don't want to say more about hypocritical words, but I won't let you die like this."

The old Taoist shrugged his shoulders. Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't give up his hand, the old Taoist could only appoint qubaba tunnel:

"Boss, woo woo, it's better for you to treat me well, but I really don't want to become a zombie..."

"You have no choice."

"Boss, don't, don't do this. Life is a game. It's a little running until the beginning and the end. You can continue your life all the time. This game is boring."

"Old way?"

"Huh?"

"Tell me, have you been stimulated recently?"

"No, boss, the sleep quality is not very good recently. I always dream."

"Oh?"

"I always dream about my father and grandfather, as well as my great grandfather and grandfather. Many old men surrounded me, making me kneel in the middle and constantly scolding me.

Dream as soon as you sleep, and this is the dream as soon as you do it. In my dream, they didn't even change their clothes, and I was almost depressed.

I think now, when I die, I can go down and scold them.

These unscrupulous elders tied me up and blocked my mouth with socks when they scolded me in their dreams!

What hatred? My family has no throne for me to inherit;

In the early years, my father was indeed a landlord, but the land was not lost by me, but taken away by the state. Can they scold me? "

"What do they scold you for?"

"Losers..."