Chen Zhou stood still and found a stool to sit down.

As soon as the sound of boiling water in the kitchen stopped, a woman came out of the kitchen pushing a wheelchair.

An old lady with gray hair sat in the wheelchair.

The old lady seemed unable to walk, and seemed unable to speak, her mouth was always open, and saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Then, the woman brought the old lady to the bed and lifted her up to the bed in a rude manner.

Yes, she is too thin, and the woman is too rude, the word 'mention' is appropriate.

The old lady fell on the hard bed, unable to even scream, and could not use her bony hands, so she could only let the woman fiddle with her.

Chen Zhou watched from the side with his teeth itchy, wishing he could punch him.

Although I don't hit women, but that hideous woman is no longer a human being!

He held back his anger and watched the development of the situation below.

After the woman settled the old lady, she went to the kitchen to bring the medicine.

The medicine was very hot, and Chen Zhou, who was far away, could see the rising heat.

"Damn it, you're not going to pour her down directly, are you?"

Indeed, Chen Zhou guessed correctly.

The woman blew roughly twice, clamped the old lady's chin, held the porcelain bowl to her mouth, and poured it rumblingly.

The old lady was so hot that her whole body trembled, her hands were powerless to pull and push away the woman's hand, her unconscious lower limbs could only lie limply on the bed.

With a light shake of the woman's hand, she restrained the old lady's hand and continued to pour the medicine.

When it was over, the woman gave the old lady a disgusted look, took out a rag, and casually wiped the old man's mouth and the medicine that had spilled on the bed.

Suddenly, the cell phone beside her rang, and the woman wiped her hands and went to answer the call.

The mobile phone is a very old-fashioned one, the sound is the same whether it is played outside or not, and the noise is also very loud.

"Hello, Aunt Liu."

The woman changed her face and responded with a smile: "Why are you calling when you have time?"

"It's okay, just ask my mother how it is."

"What else can I do? Just drink medicine and porridge every day, but I feel that the condition is getting worse and worse. Now I can't close my mouth, and I keep drooling. I can always see the pillow wet when I wake up during the day. It's very troublesome!"

"Then please take care of me, my wife and I won't come back until the Chinese New Year."

"Okay, the weather here is getting colder. I have caught a cold, and I can't smell the smell. It should be cold over there. Remember to pay attention to your body."

"Don't worry, Aunt Liu, you have to take care of yourself too."

"Okay, you work hard there and make more money."

"Yes, yes, oh, I will send you some money later to buy some pork rib stew, and you two can drink to nourish your body."

The woman smiled happily, and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay, hang up if you have nothing to do, go ahead."

"Okay. Thank you for your hard work."

The old lady was lying on the bed, she heard her son's voice, her eyes moved slowly, and looked at the woman.

The woman rolled her eyes: "What are you looking at?"

He smiled and said: "You have given birth to a good son, he can make money like this, and you will have to send money later.

"I think about it, with the previous money, I can buy a watch for my daughter."

The old lady blinked and shifted her gaze to the family portrait on the bedside.

The son, daughter-in-law and grandson inside were smiling happily around him.

Tears slowly accumulated in her cloudy eyes and fell silently.

But the woman only saw streams of saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth, clicked her tongue, picked up a rag and wiped it casually.

"You have to live longer so that I can get money." After finishing speaking, the woman turned around and picked up the dishes to wash.

The old lady's breathing gradually became heavy, and Chen Zhou actually felt her anger from it.

She could only move her hands and head a little, and she moved her head to face the family portrait.

The old lady stretched out her hand with difficulty, wanting to touch the photo, but the short arm's distance was too far away for her.

Just as far away as a son born thousands of miles away.

Seeing this scene, Chen Zhou couldn't help blushing.

He has always hated the elderly being treated like this.

Suffering physical torture, being attacked by serious diseases, and enduring the pain of missing family members.

The saddest thing is that there is suffering that cannot be expressed.

Her closest family members are kind to a person who bullies her every day, so she can only watch.

They are like a family, and they are a burden.

"Tick tock-"

The wall clock on the wall suddenly made a rapid sound. Chen Zhou looked up and found that the clock was turning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, it was dark and the lights in the room were turned on.

In the end, the time stopped at 10 o'clock in the evening.

The woman took a bath for the old lady, but due to the difference between men and women, Chen Zhou didn't go in to see it.

But listening to the occasional scolding and bumping inside, Chen Zhou knew without looking that the old lady had suffered a lot.

The woman put her on the wheelchair after dressing her, pushed her into the kitchen, poured a glass of water and put it on the table.

Put down a sentence: "Drink yourself when you are thirsty."

Then he got dressed and went into the bathroom.

The old lady rested all afternoon, and her strength gradually recovered.

She raised her hand to the table.

Chen Zhou thought she wanted to drink water, but unexpectedly, the old lady's hand moved over bit by bit without touching the plastic cup.

Instead, he turned on the gas not far away.

With a "click", the gas ignited.

The blue flames danced, and then gradually dimmed.

The gas is not burning, it is simply letting the gas go.

Chen Zhou was a little surprised, but he vaguely guessed what the old lady was going to do.

The old lady put her hands on the wheels on both sides of the wheelchair again, and struggled backwards.

Fortunately, the woman is still willing to do hygiene, the porcelain floor is very clean, and there are water stains from the bath just now.

With the lubricating effect of the water, the old lady quickly retreated to the bedside in the living room.

This time, she was very close to the family portrait on the bedside.

She held up the family portrait, trembling with withered hands like branches, and placed the photo on her lap, with kind eyes, and stroking her hands over and over again.

Chen Zhou could see a smile on her uncontrollable face.

is a relief.

It is a kind of exhaustion.

It is even more helpless.

Finally, the old lady gently pressed the family portrait into her arms, and slowly closed her eyes.

How long does it take to die from gas poisoning?

10 to 15 minutes of coma, 35 to [-] minutes of shock, [-] to [-] minutes of heart failure and brain death.

Chen Zhou witnessed the death of the old lady with his own eyes.

The woman taking a bath in the bathroom also fell down in the bathroom after 10 minutes, and there was no more movement.

Chen Zhou suddenly sneered, and covered his face with some discomfort.

Maybe the old lady has never done anything bad in her life, and she puts all her heart and soul on her children.

The only malicious thing he did was to drag this nanny who bullied him all day to hell.

She is sick, but she is not without her sober moments.

Probably when the call came in the afternoon, the old lady had already made all the plans.

She knew that the woman had a cold recently, her nose was stuffy, and she couldn't smell the gas.

She also knew that her son would not come back until the Chinese New Year.

She knew better that she couldn't last the New Year.

So she chose such a way of death.

As far as she is concerned, she feels like she is in hell every day. Killing a person is just going from the hell of living to the hell of death.

too painful.

This kind of pain can only be ended by oneself.

"Ding-dong-"

The familiar doorbell rang.

Chen Zhou trembled all over.

He stood up and was about to look through the peephole to see who was coming outside, but he heard the sound of heavy objects falling from the bathroom.

Chen Zhou looked back——

The woman in the bathroom fell to the ground, her whole body twitched, and moved towards Chen Zhou bit by bit.

People with gas poisoning are incontinent, so every time she moved, there was a puddle of brown goo on the ground.

The woman's complexion and lips were cherry red, the white eyes were turned out, and her teeth were chattering.

Face full of resentment.

She muttered in bits and pieces: "Damn, you old bastard, damn, damn..."

Chen Zhou couldn't help becoming angry, pointing at her and yelling at her: "Are you fucking shameless? You are the damned person! You have a daughter yourself, so can't you compare your heart to your heart? Even if you didn't die from gas poisoning, I would May you die abused by your daughter, as you did to her!"

The woman's moving body paused, she slowly propped up her body, and stood up: "Daughter? Daughter, daughter..."

Chen Zhou gave her a sip: "What qualifications do you have to be a mother, my mother..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the woman rushing towards Chen Zhou quickly, with an extremely ferocious face.

Chen Zhou dodged sideways, and only then did fear well up.

Damn it, it's a ghost fighting with me!

Vomit, so disgusting!

Chen Zhou took a deep breath and immediately shouted, "Lele!"

In an instant, the eyes were plunged into darkness.

Chen Zhou was placed in the darkness, not daring to breathe or move.

There was a ray of light in front of Chen Zhou, and then the light became wider and wider, and the door on the fifth floor opened.

Lele stood at the door with a sleepy face. He rubbed his eyes and said softly, "You're back."

Chen Zhou stepped forward, hugged Lele, and buried himself on Lele's shoulder without tears: "It's terrible."

"what?"

"Wow, a woman is such a terrifying creature!"

Lele thought he was talking about Uncle He's wife, and patted Chen Zhou on the back like an adult: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, just don't marry a wife in the future."

Chen Zhou: ...?

After comforting Chen Zhou, Lele went back to bed to sleep. Chen Zhou was sitting on the stool and just wanted to smoke a cigarette.

Shame, shame, shame.

No matter how old you are, you still need a child to comfort you.

【Congratulations on completing task five: Visiting people on the third floor.Obtain a memory fragment]

[Task 3: Find memory fragments (5/[-])]

Listening to the system voice in his mind, Chen Zhou rubbed his hair.

What are memory fragments?

Whose memory is it?

What is the use?

What will happen after finding it all?

Logically speaking, he should still visit people on the second floor and people on the first floor.

According to the completed fourth and third floors, he has found one thing in common——

doorbell.

Who the hell is ringing the doorbell?

[Yao Lingling: Why didn't you just ask me? 】

【Chen Zhou: Will you answer my question? 】

[Yao Lingling: ...Yes. 】

[Chen Zhou: Did you f*cking hesitate for a second just now? !yes!Get out! 】

[Yao Lingling: Huh. 】

[Chen Zhou: Can you speak? 】

[Yao Lingling: It is explained in the knowledge base that beeping at the right time can avoid friction between interactions with others. 】

Chen Zhou had nothing to say, sighed, and hurriedly went to bed.

Ah, only the bed can heal him.

Pink and lace look good now too.

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