Love Purification Agreement

She had once mistakenly entered an old man's ward and was scolded by the old man's son.

After hearing this, Jiang Xiong took a breath and quickly took out his cell phone.

"I'll go ask. I left a contact number for Golden Lion Entertainment. Wait a moment, I'll make a call."

After dialing the number, he tilted his head and spoke a few words to the person on the other end of the phone.

As he spoke one sentence after another, his expression became more and more serious.

"You're still on this floor, right? Okay, okay, we'll be right there."

Before hanging up the phone, Jiang Xiong swallowed his saliva and looked at Yan Huan.

"You might be right, kid. Come on, they haven't found the old lady yet. Where did you send her before?"

Yan Huan pursed her lips and looked towards the elevator.

At this moment, on the 27th floor, in the hospice area.

The old lady wearing a headscarf stood in the quiet corridor for a long time.

She kept looking at the patients lying on the beds in the ward, their consciousness blurred, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Before coming to the hospice ward, she actually had some fantasies about this place.

She felt that if she gave up the painful treatment and entered hospice care, the doctors might be able to restore her to her pre-illness state and spend the last period of her life.

But the fact is, that's simply impossible.

"Ha ha."

She took a breath and struggled to move her eyes away from the ward.

Then, holding on to the wall, he moved slowly towards the rooftop on the side of the hospice ward.

Open the glass door separating the inside and outside, and walk less than ten meters, you will reach the edge of the rooftop with no guardrails and only steps as wide as two feet standing together.

"Huhu."

The old lady pushed open the glass door with difficulty. The strong wind from the 27th floor almost blew her down.

But even so, she tried her best to pull off the headscarf covering her head, revealing her bald head.

The next second, she took a deep breath and walked towards that direction step by step.

"Ding~"

At this moment, the elevator door on the 27th floor opened, revealing a dozen people who had come up by elevator first.

Before the door was fully opened, the anxious middle-aged man next to Yan Huan rushed out of the elevator first.

"Mom?! Mom, where are you?!"

This hysterical cry was no match for the old lady's silent steps, so in an instant, the nurses who were making rounds and the patients' family members in the ward with gloomy faces all walked out of the room.

"Who are you? You are not allowed to make loud noises here."

Just as he was about to stop it, he saw a lot of people standing outside, and he was speechless for a moment.

"This"

After searching and calling out to no avail, the middle-aged man turned around nervously, grabbed Yan Huan's collar, and questioned him,

"Are you sure my mom came to the 27th floor?"

Yan Huan glanced helplessly at his hand, then glanced at the floor structure diagram on the wall.

After a second of silence, he spoke to the man,

"Let me go first. Mother-in-law can only go to one place on the top floor. Come with me."

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The man was slightly stunned and immediately let go of Yan Huan.

Yan Huan roughly took a look at the direction and led Anle and the others towards the rooftop.

When he reached the glass door, Yan Huan glanced outside but didn't see anyone.

But when he pushed open the door and looked outside, he clearly saw a figure in a hospital gown leaning on the edge of the stairs, breathing heavily and resting.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately rushed out.

"Mother-in-law!"

"mom!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the middle-aged man opened his mouth, the old lady on the edge of the stairs trembled violently, and she stood directly on the edge of the stairs and was about to jump without hesitation.

Seeing this, Yan Huan knew it was too late.

He thought quickly and grabbed the shoulder of the middle-aged man who was about to rush over.

His body had been strengthened by the Kiss God, and this grab just pushed the man down like a chicken, forcing him to bend over.

At the same time, Yan Huan shouted over there,

"Mother-in-law! Even if you want to leave, you can't just leave without saying a word! At least tell your son a few words and leave him with a thought!"

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After these words were spoken, the old man who was about to jump finally paused.

She stood at the edge of the stairs, unable to even turn around, so she could only turn her head slightly and look behind her.

After seeing the mother turn around, the middle-aged man finally couldn't bear it anymore and knelt on the ground, crying,

"Mom, why are you doing this? Do you have the heart to abandon me? What will I do without you? I beg you, please come back. Let's hold on a little longer. There will be hope."

On the side, Bai Yi pursed his lips as he watched the old lady no longer moving forward.

She looked at the staff standing around and the patients' families watching on the 27th floor, and realized that no one dared to move forward.

But the old lady just shook her head when she heard her son say that, and said very uncomfortably,

"Mom, it hurts, son."

She pointed to her hair, pointed to her belly,

"Mom, I'm in pain everywhere. It hurts like hell. The chemotherapy drugs seem to be soaking into my bones, making me want to pull my bones out.

"Take good care of your family and your grandchildren. Don't go out all the time to do business. You'll never make enough money, and it'll damage your liver."

"Let Mom go, okay? I beg you."

Listening to his mother's trembling voice caused by illness, the middle-aged man with tears in his eyes went from kneeling to crawling, and knocked his head to the ground.

Yan Huan lowered his eyes, and even Bai Yi couldn't help but clench the pocket watch in his hand.

The family members of the hospice ward nearby couldn't bear to watch any longer, covering their eyes and turning away.

"Mom, it hurts too if I jump. No, please don't come back. Let's go home and not get treatment."

The man kept kowtowing on the ground, begging his mother to come back.

Seeing this, Yan Huan took a deep breath and couldn't bear to look any longer, so he turned his head and looked around.

But all he saw were Jiang Xiong and Bai Yi, who also had sad expressions on their faces.

This glance immediately woke Yan Huan up.

Where is Anle?

"Uncle, Bai Yi, have you seen An Le?"

"Anle?"

Jiang Xiong and Bai Yi were also slightly stunned. They turned their heads and saw that Anle had disappeared.

Yan Huan looked around anxiously, but didn't see anyone.

However, in the next second, the twenty or so people around suddenly became excited.

"Hey, hey, hey, Auntie!"

"The old lady is having a seizure! No, she's going to fall! Quick! Quick!"

“It’s too late!!”

At this moment, something unexpected happened behind him.

The old woman, who was already seriously ill, suddenly looked ferocious. Her whole body stiffened suddenly, and she bent down a little bit with convulsions.

It's cancer pain.

The pain that seemed to penetrate into her soul made the old woman's body go limp. She squinted her eyes and looked at the abyss below with her peripheral vision, but suddenly she felt that was relief.

She leaned a little, and when she was about to fall

"Om~"

Above the clouds, the setting sun suddenly penetrated the clouds, dispersing the haze.

The setting sun hovers above the horizon, making it hard to tell whether it is the end of all things or the door to heaven.

Just at the next second, when the warm pink evening light flooded over the old man's face like a tide

All the pain and suffering seemed to have passed away like a passing cloud.

The old man looked at the sunset in the distance in a trance, and his originally stiff and tormented body gradually became soft.

Until I could no longer hold on and fell down, but what I fell into was not the abyss in front of me.

Instead, it feels like a cradle in the mother's arms and a gentle place for the soul to wander.

"buzz"

A pair of gentle hands slowly caressed her wrinkled cheeks until he held her basin and half of her body in his arms.

Everyone stared with wide eyes, looking in disbelief as the old man who was about to fall was embraced by the girl who appeared at the side with her arms open.

When the old man fell completely into her arms, the girl knelt down quietly on the ground and leaned her cheek against the old man's hairless head.

That is

Peace and happiness.

"It's okay, grandma.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. It doesn't hurt anymore."

A soft voice like a lullaby finally woke the old man up from his dreamlike environment.

In the girl's arms, the old man, who was many times older than her, was like a child.

The power of the high-dimensional modifier that invaded the world burst out instantly and was continuously input into the old man's body.

Thus, he finally transcended all drugs and all objective conditions, and engraved that happiness into the depths of his soul that was about to burn out.

It is not anesthesia, it will erase all feelings including pain.

It is not death, but a simple period that puts a rough end to everything in life.

At this moment, even the old man could no longer describe her feelings.

She just stared at the sky with wide eyes and murmured,

“To be alive is to be alive.

“It’s so good to be alive.”

The whispered words, the smile at the corner of the mouth, and the tear that condensed in the corner of the dry eye sliding down seemed to have said everything.

On the side, everyone held their breath and watched the tear symbolizing liberation and bliss slide down the cheek.

That smile is clearly just a normal reaction of ordinary people.

But for some reason, after seeing this, so many family members of the hospice ward present at the scene all fell to their knees in tears, bowing their heads and sobbing towards Anle.

"Woo. Woo. Woo."

The rooftop was very quiet, and Yan Huan kept looking at the girl hugging the old man.

But she was seen kneeling on the ground with drooping eyebrows.

The setting sun enveloped her lowered head, and the pink evening light dyed her quiet cheeks.

She looked the same as always, but at some point, she was tinged with a color that was unfamiliar to Yan Huan.