Red Moon Recovery: A Cloudy Day at the Start

Tick...tick...tick...

The hour hand is turning.

Few people care about such subtle changes. People always say that they should cherish time, but very few people really cherish them.

Maybe only in the dead of night, when you are really quiet, will you hear the sound of the pointer "ticking".

So that you can clearly feel that time is passing,

And what goes by together is your life!

This is a kind of frightening silence, which makes people get goose bumps all over.

As if really in the dark, everyone's life and death have been written down.

...

On the floor of the unlicensed hospital, the space is not very large, but there are small beds separated.

There is a bed in every room.

There are people lying on some beds, expecting someone to die on them.

Some beds are waiting for the next person to lie down,

This is the world.

It's also hell.

Most of the doctors and nurses in this hospital are busy here.

They will not leave day and night.

Just for a better observer, record, record the data of these targets, and then synchronize it to the group's network.

Here are the most advanced equipment.

Not to save people,

Just to move,

Everyone’s vital signs data is extremely accurate.

For these people with perverted hobbies to participate.

This is a game of gambling, where gamblers get more than just the return of odds.

And... the pleasure of trampling on similar life.

...

A woman who was originally lying on the bed did not know why she suddenly struggled to do it.

At this time, it may happen to be the break time for the handover of the medical staff, and they did not respond to the woman's changes.

The woman unplugged the tube from her body.

Want to struggle to get out of bed.

But because he was too weak, the whole person fell.

She was much younger than the other people in bed, and she looked like she was in her thirties.

But the body was obviously swollen, and the entire thigh was almost swollen into one piece.

She can't stand up.

Every day, even if she eats, she goes to the toilet regularly and quantitatively.

There will be nothing special.

The transparency and openness that people pursue has been implemented most thoroughly here.

There is an electronic clock in her ward.

The time and date are displayed on it.

Today is her son's appointment to see him.

Thinking of my son.

A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Who wouldn’t think of his own child with the flesh and blood of a pregnancy in October?

She knew she was ill and could not be cured.

Family conditions were not good, and her husband became addicted to gambling and lost most of his savings.

And she got this mortal disease again

She couldn't bear to take out the last of the family's wealth and smash it on herself to treat the illness.

Her son is already going to elementary school.

In the future, there will be junior high schools, high schools, and universities, all of which need money.

She knows where it is.

She also knew what the equipment in the ward was for.

She didn't even hesitate, and agreed to her husband's request to let her come here.

Lying at home is also dead, and lying here is also dead.

She knew she had become a bargaining chip, but at least, if she died here, her family would get a lot of money.

This money is enough for the son to grow up.

This may be her mother, the last bit of love.

The woman knew she was dying.

She kept staring at the electronic watch.

She is holding on.

I can live longer,

It's good to be able to look at one's own children more.

pity...

It seems that he hasn't seen himself for a long time...

Why didn't he come...

Are you afraid of seeing yourself in such a terrible look?

still...

He didn't want to see himself at all.

The woman struggled to get out of bed.

She wants to go out,

Want to make a call.

Ask your child why he didn't come to see him.

She moved her body hard.

Every step is a mental suffering for her.

She walked out of the room slowly,

Slowly walked through the corridor,

Slowly fumbled to a door.

She is already very tired.

I don't have much strength on my body either.

She fell to the door of the room.

Lie down there.

Compared to people,

She is more like a ghost at this time!

A voice came from the porter.

It's the sound of quarreling.

The voices of both parties in the quarrel are very familiar.

One was a doctor who checked herself three times a day, morning, afternoon and evening, and the other was her husband.

The woman grinned openly.

The husband is here.

Then my son... is he here...

Own....

I can see my son soon!

She just wanted to talk to her son,

Want to see him,

Have you grown taller, have you gained weight,

Have you eaten well,

Do you have....

Like her.... thinking about him...

"Why is she not dead, why is she not dead!" The man's voice was roaring.

"How do I know? What matters to us if she is not dead?"

This is the doctor talking.

"I bought 300,000 yuan to make her die! She obviously couldn't live so long!"

"Your wife's willpower is amazing, this is something no one can do."

"She seems to have a wish. You know, we often deal with this kind of people."

"Wish? What wish? What wish can she have? Impossible!"

The quarrel inside was even more grumpy.

"You really let go, your brain is sick, I am not a god, I know she has a wish for a fart."

"Then you tell me the news and take away 50,000 yuan from me! You are going to kill our family!"

"You know, these three hundred thousand, but my daughter-in-law took the money in exchange for her life!"

"Haha, I'm sorry, I'm just a doctor, and I can't help. If you don't let go, I will sue you for the trouble. You know the consequences of the trouble."

"Don't, doctor, you help, I'm crushing one hundred thousand, you let her die this week, OK, you tell her, let her die, let her die, I will be able to pay back, and still earn a little bit. "

"Still pressed? Didn't you tell me last time that you ran out of money?"

"I sold my son to the group for one hundred thousand yuan!"

"When I turn around and get back to my original job, I will redeem my son again."

"Doctor, please help, secretly kill her, otherwise my wife will be gone, and in a group style, my son will be gone!"

"Haha, I'm sorry, we have rules, I don't do this kind of thing, we are fair here."

"Then what do I do! Then what do I do!"

"By the way, doctor, you let me see her, just see her once, just see her!"

"You tell me where she is, I let her die, I let her die, I know her wish, I really know it!"

"She just wanted to see her son, but now the son is no longer there. She can't see it anymore. I promised her that when she dies, her son will be redeemed. I will take him to her grave to see her. She loves her son very much. She loves my son very much. As long as you let me see her, she will definitely die!"

"Doctor, I beg you, I beg you, doctor, there is nothing in my house, I beg you!"

..

The voices of the two men continued.

And the woman outside,

No longer breathing.

But her eyes,

But it was staring.

On the closed wooden door.

Scratches still remained, traces from her nails.

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