Many years later, when Ling Shuanghan heard the news again about his only friend who was in the orphanage when he was a child, he said goodbye forever.
The cause of his friend's death was also contributed by himself. His body and mind were surrounded by fear all day long, and he was closed in a small corner all day long, which had affected his normal life.
On the recommendation of a friend, he checked into a nursing home far away from the city, but the price was extremely affordable. When he entered the nursing home, he saw his attending doctor. The face of his dead friend and the attending doctor perfectly overlapped.
He looked at the attending doctor tremblingly, but the attending doctor looked at him tenderly. It didn't matter if he was regarded as a monster. The attending doctor suddenly grabbed his hand and put it on his chest: He has been beating, do you want to listen to it?
Intention: Three thousand weak water, only take one scoop