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Published at 3rd of November 2021 10:13:22 AM


Chapter 423: 423

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From a distance, Seth and Will saw Ren Li, who had just left the chemotherapy room.

Today's Lan Li dress is very simple, dark blue T-shirt, collocation smoky gray jeans, and white canvas shoes, full of youthfulness underneath his body, but does not appear to be ostentatious, completely "anti-cancer me" The outfit of Rada. He stopped at the door, waved goodbye to the patients in the chemotherapy room, and then turned around.

Seth could catch the shallow arc of Lan Li’s mouth, not a smile, but a faint smile, just like the sunshine of early spring and March falling on the calm lake, but the shining light is not dazzling. Occasionally mixed with the residual coldness of winter, it spreads over that sparse face.

"Hey, why are you here?" Lan Li took the initiative to say hello, and he pointed to the building next door, "I am ready to pass now, how about you?"

In the past two days, the crew changed the shooting location. Lan Li is shooting a rival scene with Anna Kendrick, the content is about the psychologist Catherine helping Adam to unblock the psychology of the scene. That building is a long way from here, you need to bypass the inpatient department, and it takes about fifteen minutes to walk.

Will carefully looked at the blue gift in front of him.

On the surface, Lan Li looks very normal, and it seems that there is no change. However, if you observe carefully, you can find that the face that was originally only the size of a palm has lost a small circle at this time, and the look between the eyebrows is unknowingly It was slightly dimmed, as if all the light had converged, and it was covered with a thin layer of mist.

"We are also going to go, how about it, together?" Seth said with a big smile, and then tentatively asked, "How do you feel? Will the stomach feel better?"

"Very good. No problem." Lan Li smiled and nodded, then chuckled, and the corners of his mouth rose. "Don't worry, if something goes wrong, I will be the first to notify the actors' union and let them come. I'm bothering you."

Faced with this ridiculous joke, Seth couldn't laugh, but smiled and "haha" twice, barely coping with it, because Lan Li's state is really not very good.

Although Lan Li was joking just now, with a smile on the corners of his mouth, these smiles did not reach the depths of the eyes, just like a wisp of blue smoke, hidden in the depths of his eyes, looming, as if only a breeze blowing over. , Will suddenly dissipate. I couldn't feel the surging vigor and vitality in the whole body. Such a blue gift was really unfamiliar.

Seth became more worried, turned his head to look at Will next to him, winking, trying to get Will to say something too, but before Will could speak, Lan Li’s voice came again, "Go ahead." , I’m going to the bathroom, and then I’ll follow.” After speaking, before they could respond, Lan Li waved his hand with a smile and walked towards the bathroom next to him.

Seth and Will stood where they were, looking at each other-it was too sudden.

Both of them were a little at a loss, and they couldn't help but projected towards Renly, and then Will noticed. Lan Li's seemingly steady footsteps were a little impatient at this time. Is it really because he was anxious to solve his physical needs?

But Will's instinct told him that it was not like that. Before he had time to think about it, Will hurried to catch up. Seth took a little bit slower, but immediately followed. The two people came to the bathroom door and were about to go in, but their footsteps couldn't help but stop.

"vomit."

The embarrassing and turbulent sound reverberated in the bathroom space, awakening the memory deep in Will's mind. He remembered, he clearly remembered, those moments when he got up in the middle of the night, when he went to the bathroom to vomit crazily holding the toilet, as if to If the whole body is hollowed out, even the soul becomes nothingness.

The clear memories and cruel reality made Will stop. He grabbed Seth, who was about to rush in, and shook his head gently, simple but firm. However, the pain and struggle between the eyebrows began to surge.

vomit. Lan Li only felt that his internal organs were about to vomit.

I just met Seth and Will. Suddenly, his stomach felt uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, as if someone was beating him in the stomach with one punch and another punch, and then the whole stomach cramped and turned overwhelming. The turbulence is too strong, far beyond the tolerance range, as long as he stays for one more second, he may completely lose control.

So, ignoring the two of them, Lan Li rushed to the bathroom in embarrassment, using the remaining reason and control, let himself enter the cubicle, closed the door, and then started to vomit vomiting loudly while holding the toilet. .

How ridiculous, isn't it? Even in the face of such a crisis, he still did not lose control completely, hiding his embarrassment and badness. Twenty years of aristocratic education in this life has brought more influence than imagined, and has even gradually become an instinct/instinct. Even if he doesn't like it himself.

vomit. The stomach is like someone beating from bottom to top, trying to knock out all the objects inside. But here is the problem. He hardly ate anything this morning, only drank half a cup of hot milk, and now he vomited all of them, but the urge to vomit still couldn't stop, and bursts of sourness began to flow up.

Vomiting until all the organs have been crowded to the throat, and blocked all the air inlets, unable to breathe, the suffocation of frequent hypoxia still failed to restrain the boiling of the stomach, and began to vomit again. , But only vomited a burst of acid water. The entire throat was severely plugged with fists, and he couldn't breathe. He noticed a hot flush on his face, and then realized that the tears had slipped down uncontrollably.

Keke, Kekeke.

I couldn’t vomit at all, but I was choked by my saliva, so I started to cough violently, but finally, the feeling of vomiting finally reached a moment, the muddy and hot air poured into the respiratory tract, it was so turbulent that The coughing became more intense, as if to cough up all the internal organs that hadn't been vomited just now.

He grasped the edges tightly with his hands, but found that the strength of his fingertips and arms was slipping little by little. The feeling of loss of control was beating his stomach fiercely, but he was unable to resist and fell slowly. On the ground, I can't even care about the dirtyness of the bathroom or the manners of the nobles.

So embarrassed.

The whole person seemed to have just been fished out of the water. The whole body was drenched with sweat, and there was a burst of pain in the temple, like millions of embroidery needles piercing the head at the same time, that thin The pain slowly penetrated bit by bit, not intense, but it made people mute.

The cold sweat on his forehead is constantly wafting out, like burning on the flames, and like running wildly on the ice. The hot feeling is even more tormented than the fiery fire of hell; but the back is cold, from the spine. The coldness all the way to the soles of the feet, the heart-to-heart chill shivered, so that the muscles began to stiffen.

The extreme and extreme collision began to tear every part of the body, so that the last trace of strength in the muscles disappeared, and nothing was left. The whole person just sat on the ground, with his back barely leaning against the marble wall. On the face, the scorching heat of his eyes made him close his eyes, every pore was breathing pain, every cell was experiencing torture, and he almost couldn't find the strength to breathe.

He didn't understand why this happened. This is not a stomach problem, nor is it cancer, but he just clearly felt the torment from the body to the spirit, the involuntary helplessness and despair, which dimmed the halo of the soul.

Falling on the ground, every part of his body was protesting and groaning/groaning, but he couldn't move.

It's as if the whole person is going through the sinking process. The slow sinking process is slowed down ten times, one hundred times, and sinks slowly one millimeter by millimeter. He can clearly see the bubbles leaving the skin surface, just like alive. The dissipated, but there is no pain, on the contrary, there is a kind of magnificent and magnificent beauty, thrilling to capture the poetry, song, and moving in the line of sight.

He realized that he was sinking, but he didn't feel the pain, so he didn't resist or struggle. He just let himself sink in this way gradually, and all the light around him slowly and slowly disappeared.

Lan Li knew that this was cancer~www.novelhall.com~ When he realized that the last trace of air in his lungs had been consumed, when he realized that death had surrounded every cell of the body, when he realized By the time that life can only be extended by fighting, it is too late. He can only wave his arm in vain, resist two symbolically, and then he will be caught.

But even more frightening is that he can't feel fear. The link between reason and emotion seems to be severed. Reason is constantly raising warnings, and the alarm bells ring loudly, reminding him that he should be angry, rebellious, and agitated, but his emotions did not respond, it was just silence.

Twitching the corners of his mouth, he outlines a smile, bitter, bitter, absurd, mocking, joking. "Heh." He didn't know why he laughed, he just wanted to laugh suddenly, all this is too funny, isn't it?

He is facing death, and he should be squandered and reckless; he has experienced death, he should be like a broken bamboo, no fear is right; he has regained a new life, he should strutting toward the end of his dream. He is Chu Jiashu, he is Lan Li, and he is still Adam; however, he is not Chu Jiashu or Lan Li, he is still Adam.

The boundary between illusion and reality has completely disappeared.

Sitting on the floor of the bathroom, he was like lying on a hospital bed that had been used for ten years, humming a little tune, as if he had given up fighting, and just accepted the facts; he was like sitting on a soft and comfortable chair, actively cooperating Under chemotherapy, he hoped to defeat cancer, but deep down, he was still not sure what was going on with cancer.

Until now, he was not sure what happened. Except for the fact that he was sitting on the hospital's germ-grown ground and vomiting in a very embarrassing manner. He wondered, would Matthew Dunlop see this scene all his hairs upright?




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