The question seemed to imply that since the library director was dying of nebulosity, he could help feed him some poison to relieve him.
Gu Huaiwei tilted her head slightly, her eyes falling on Han Zhusheng, and she spoke slowly: "Death is not cruel, and neither is suffering from illness. What is cruel is depriving patients of the initiative to face their fate."
When she was ill, she didn't know that she was dying of bone cancer.
But she will feel pain.
Gu Huaiwei experienced crazy hair loss, sudden weight loss, and pain all over her body as if she had been run over by a train. When it was serious, getting up from the bed became a luxury.
Lying in the hospital ward, she gradually realized that her illness was not just a simple cold.
Every time the pain got worse, her sister would squat beside her bed and gently ask her, "Can you bear it a little longer? Bear it a little longer, I will definitely find a way to cure you."
Just wait and wait.
When will this wait end? Can the illness ever truly be cured?
Her sister didn't tell her.
However, her sister gave her hope and enough respect.
Gu Huaiwei was nostalgic for her sister's warmth and chose to hold on firmly.
If it weren't for her sister, Gu Huaiwei thought, she would probably feel that the painful wait was meaningless.
Han Zhusheng's voice was filled with exhaustion. "As a child, you have to help your family make the most rational choice at a time like this."
The librarian's current state is the same as before he was near death. He seems to be stuck in the most painful period of his past. Not only is he sick, but he also suffers from hysterics every night.
Countless children surrounded him, clapping their hands and asking him to play games with them.
He dared not die.
He was afraid that there really was an afterlife.
The nightmare cycle never stops.
"Although Uncle is ill, it's clear he doesn't want to die. Otherwise, he wouldn't have hired a secretary and wouldn't have taken his medicine so obediently."
"The right to life is paramount. Whether to continue to suffer or choose to die, this right should belong to the patient himself."
Gu Huaiwei said nice words, and of course, these words were said to the dozing library director.
Han Zhusheng was speechless for a moment. After a moment, he raised his head, stared at Gu Huaiwei and asked, "Do you really think so?"
Gu Huaiwei nodded repeatedly: "What children can do is give him freedom, and let him make the final decision for his own life while knowing the cost."
"Freedom..." Han Zhusheng cleaned up the remaining Chinese medicine. His face was gloomy and he looked very depressed. "Dad wants to be free, and Mom wants to stay in the room forever. If they are free, what will I have left?"
"And here are our friends." Gu Huaiwei smiled faintly. "Why keep your heart in this old library? Why not come with me to the sanatorium for vacation? There's a large open space at the entrance of the sanatorium. I'm thinking of planting flowers there. If you're willing to come with me, we can discuss what flowers to plant there."
Han Zhusheng glanced at her and said, "You have to convince my mother to leave the studio, or convince my father to drink my medicine, then I can leave with you."
This is a limitation of the copy rules.
Han Zhusheng had no way to break through.
Bai Meimei tilted her head and reminded, "Sister Gu has already persuaded Uncle to take the medicine."
"Just open your mouth and drink it." Han Zhusheng lowered his head and suddenly smiled at Bai Meimei. It was a very stiff smile, as if he was wearing an unnatural mask.
Gu Huaiwei clapped her hands and came up with a good idea: "Why don't you take your uncle out and live in a nursing home for a while. A change of living environment will be more conducive to a harmonious parent-child relationship."
The librarian opened his eyes instantly.
He turned his head to look at Gu Huaiwei, then opened his dark mouth and made a staccato sound from his throat: "Okay... Kakaka..."
He actually agreed to it.
Han Zhusheng just raised a finger: "I can give you one day."
one day.
Persuade the female painter to leave the studio, or persuade the library director to drink Han Zhusheng's "poison".
"That's enough."
"I'll wait for you in the reading area on the second floor." Han Zhusheng left the packed Chinese medicine here, then glanced out the window and left the library director's office.
After Han Zhusheng left, the small room became even more depressing. Although the doors and windows were closed and the stove was burning, the room was extremely cold.
"He wants to kill me... Kakaka..." The librarian's eyes were filled with black liquid again. "I left everything I have to him, and he still wants to kill me... Kakakaka... The day after tomorrow at midnight, firefighters will come to the library to inspect the firefighting equipment. You can hide me in the fire truck. As long as you can take me away from here, I will give you all my inheritance."
Gu Huaiwei said with some embarrassment: "Uncle, how can you not trust your son?"
"He's not my son... Kakaka... I only have one daughter named Bella. He and that vicious woman deceived me, and now he wants to take over my property."
This is completely different from what Han Zhusheng said.
Gu Huaiwei expressed reservations: "Let me think about it and give you an answer tomorrow."
After leaving the small room, Gu Huaiwei and Bai Yuzhen met.
Bai Yuzhen has already obtained the clues she needs.
Gu Huaiwei looked at the rules in her hand, and then directly handed over the identity of the library director's secretary to her.
"But if that's the case, you won't be able to leave this office." Bai Yuzhen frowned. "I promise you that you can go to the Oasis Sanatorium, but only if you come with us."
Bai Yuzhen actually wanted to ask, what if they broke their promise because of the rules? What would she do to them?
Gu Huaiwei said in a relaxed tone: "Of course I will go with you."
"But the rules..."
"I have my own rules." Gu Huaiwei threw the piece of paper with the rules written on it back to Bai Yuzhen.
Her rule is that she doesn't have to follow the rules of this plane.
That night.
The library director yelled at his secretary in his office to give him medicine.
Han Zhusheng waited for Gu Huaiwei's response.
Bella hid in the closet, worried that Gu Huaiwei would come back to find her.
The female painter was in a state of rage because the paint was not fresh enough.
Gu Huaiwei threw all these weird things into the copy.
Then, he followed Fang Zhao and the others and got on the rescue team's car.
The so-called rescue team was actually a van arranged by the news company.
The driver was wearing a mask and had no hands, but the car was still moving forward at a constant speed.
The car is heading towards a new copy.
The copy is located outside the city and is a daily newspaper.
"Why drive a car without hands?" Gu Huaiwei tied up the driver and threw him out of the car. Then she drove the newspaper's car, turned around and headed for Oasis Sanatorium.
"Everyone..." Gu Huaiwei looked back through the rearview mirror in the front row, the corners of her lips curled up, "It's time for you to fulfill your promise. Next stop, welcome to the Oasis Sanatorium."
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