Live Broadcast Before Death, Filial Son and Grandson Said They Wanted to Eat

"Brother, do you want to pull it out or not?" "Wait a little longer? The old man still has some breath!" Zhang Lin was woken up by whispers in front of the bed. Open your eyes slowly. I found two men, one fat and one thin, standing next to me, muttering something. Fatty was very excited to see Zhang Lin wake up. "Dad, you wake up!" The thin man also quickly leaned over and took Zhang Lin's hand. "Dad, I'll buy whatever you want to eat or drink." Dad? ! Are you so polite when we first meet? Zhang Lin subconsciously dodged. Could it be that these two people are crazy? I'm less than twenty... Zhang Lin just wanted to avoid it. I accidentally caught a glimpse of my own face in the mirror next to the hospital bed. His hair is white and his face is covered with dense wrinkles. The self in the mirror looks old and haggard. Looking at the surroundings again, I was in a hospital ward. There is also his critical illness notice on the table. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.