This is a thin faced man, about 40 years old. From his manicured nails and neat appearance, he was well cared for even in the hospital.

Now he has an oxygen pipe in the tip of his nose, some lax eyes, quietly looking at the light on the ceiling that is not dazzling.

There was no one else in the room.

Gu Shengyin floated in - yes, from the perspective of human beings, her feet did not move, but glided in parallel and came straight to the man.

She looked down at the man in front of her, and the other party obviously saw her.

Gu Shengyin saw his frightened look at a glance - any normal person would be afraid to see such a strange dressed man by his bed.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here to meet you." A cold voice sounded in the man's mind.

"Who are you?" The man was surprised when he asked.

As early as half a month ago, he could not speak again because he did not speak.

That sentence was just a thought in his mind, but he made a sound and communicated with the strange man in front of him.

The man looked at Gu Shengyin's appearance and the sickle in her hand, and suddenly thought of something, which made her pale look even more pale.

He thought, he already knew who he was.

"Am I dying?" He asked softly.

The answer to him is still that cold voice: "the living people can't see me."

Knowing Gu Shengyin's identity, the man calmed down.

He thought about it and asked, "how much time do I have?"

Gu Shengyin looked at the record book in his hand: "ten minutes."

With a look of relief on his face, the man asked, "I have no strength now, but I want to see my daughter before I die. Can you ring the call for me?"

As soon as he said this, he suddenly noticed that something cold seemed to enter his body.

His body, which had been withered and feeble since his illness, was suddenly full of strength, which reminded him of a long time ago when he was still very healthy.

Healthy people will never understand this feeling, men in that moment, even have an impulse to cry.

He got up on his own and pulled out the oxygen supply on the tip of his nose - it was only ten minutes left, and he didn't care about these things.

The man smiles at Gu Shengyin, and then presses the call bell beside the bed.

The nurse soon came in.

The man looked at her, did not pay any attention to the God of death standing beside him, but looked at himself in surprise.

"Mr. Hara, how did you pull out the oxygen pipe? And you look good today... " The nurse stopped talking in the middle of it.

She took a look and a half sat on the bed, rarely with a trace of ruddy man, suddenly on the tip of her nose on a stream of astringent.

She knew very well that he couldn't get better all of a sudden, unless he came back.

The man has been very quiet, this time suddenly said: "Xiaoling in the hospital? I want to see her. "

He divorced his wife seven years ago, and their only daughter, Xiao Ling, was awarded to himself.

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