Chapter 1008: They have all left, now it’s my turn

　　5554
　　 This ward is the legendary ward of Mayo Clinic, where the first patient was lying.
　　 It's just that it was before Mo Mengchen passed through. Although many years later, Mo Mengchen still remembers this matter, as Simas said, even with his eyes closed, he can come here.
　　 5554 outside the door of the ward
　　Mo Mengchen started his hand and tapped a few times.
　　 "Please come in."
　　 is Tania's voice.
　　Mo Mengchen opened the door of the ward and walked in. Tanya saw him and called Hill in surprise: "Grant, it's Mo!"
　　 "Which Mo?" Hill didn't want to open his eyes.
　　 "Are you serious?" Mo Mengchen walked in, trying to express a little joy.
　　 But when he saw the appearance of Hill, he couldn't pretend to pretend.
　　 This month, he lost at least ten pounds, and his hair, which was thin and rainy like a raindrop, was lost, and he became the real successor of Jordan.
　　Pale face, pale lips, extremely weak.
　　 "How many Mo do you know?" Mo Mengchen quickly recovered and asked aloud.
　　 Hill smiled ugly.
　　 "Tanya, could you please help me get some food?" Hill asked.
　　Hill has not eaten for a month and can only rely on infusion to provide the body's daily energy. Tanya knew that he and Mo Mengchen had something to say, and got up and said to Mo Mengchen: "If something happens, press the red button to call the nurses and doctors outside."
　　After Tania left, Mo Mengchen said to Hill: "Don't she know of such a backward facility, has Saint Lucifer Hospital already been eliminated?"
　　 "So I have to remind you."
　　 "Don't you tell her that I had an internship here?"
　　 Hill said disdainfully: "Do you think Tanya is interested in this kind of thing?"
　　 Indeed, she may be more interested in whether Hill's hair can still be born.
Grant Hill, although Mo Mengchen blacked him often and frequently, but seriously, he was a rare and easy-going person among black people, with a short haircut that fits right now. After losing the light, Yan value even dropped a few grades.
　　 "Do you know the number of your ward?"
　　 "5554."
　　 "Then do you know that this ward is a legend of the Mayo Clinic?"
　　Mo Mengchen doesn't mind taking this opportunity to show off his glorious history.
　　 "You are talking about, what legend?" Hill lay weakly, and he could see that he wanted to lean on the head of the bed, but there was no strength in him.
　　 Now is the time when his infection is the most serious, the powerful bacteria took away his energy.
　　The strong Devil Mountain has fallen to this point. Even a three- or four-year-old child, if he holds a sharp weapon in his hand, he still kills him and can kill him.
　　 "Probably... twelve years ago." Mo Mengchen said, "This patient ward has a patient named Alec Harold, who is in charge of a trainee."
　　 "The intern doctor is very smart and very experienced. He will report everything and wait for the day of the operation." He habitually brags about himself. "That was an ordinary operation, but there was a fatal mistake."
　　Hill guess the ending: "The patient is dead? So there was a dead patient here? I want to change the ward!"
　　 "Less nonsense, which ward has never died?" Mo Mengchen stared at him fiercely, "Do you still want to listen to the story?"
　　Hill nodded like a child in fear.
"The doctor has made a mistake, the situation seems irreversible, and a life is about to die." Mo Mengchen paused, showing a feeling of nostalgia. Through this matter, he suddenly felt that the dead Mo Mengchen deity was the same person as him. "Then the intern doctor saved the patient."
Hill has nothing to do with this, but through Mo Mengchen's expression, yearning on his face, aftertaste in his eyes, these characteristics are enough for him to come to the truth: "I guess that the intern doctor named MoMengchhen is an from Australia ."
　　 Yes, yes, it is me.
　　 "So, this is a legendary ward." Mo Mengchen slowly walked to the window and looked ahead. "It gave birth to a rare legend that happened in the hospital."
　　 Hill smiled complacently: "So, I am also a legend? I lived in this legendary ward for a month, I must be a legend."
　　 This life can not tolerate three things in this life: someone pretends to be in front of him, someone does not let him pretend to be forced, and looks at Hill to pretend to be forced.
　　Although his half-dead look is really distressing, it is a matter of principle.
　　 couldn't help saying: "You are indeed a legend, because of the ligation surgery season reimbursement, who can be more legendary than you?"
　　Although he is defenseless, he can also pierce the hearts of others.
　　 Hilton buried his head in the cup and yelled.
　　If he really cried, Mo Mengchen might apologize.
　　 "Why don't you coax me?" Hill leaned his head out of the quilt again, and was suddenly angered by Mo Mengchen's strength, supporting him to lean his body against the soft headboard.
　　He finally no longer had to raise his eyes to look up at Mo Mengchen.
　　 "I have no interest in coaxing a 33-year-old middle-aged man." Mo Mengchen said.
　　 "You are not qualified to say that at the age of 32!" Hill said.
　　 "Yeah," Mo Mengchen sneered sarcastically, "You are indeed qualified to say so in order to give up reproductive rights and lead to reimbursement for the season. I fully recognize this."
　　 Probably Hill was really hurt, he didn't pay back.
　　 only saw him looking at the front with sad eyes.
　　 Rao is the mouth of Mo Mengchen, who has poisoned the entire alliance, and it is now difficult to eject venom.
　　He came to visit him as a friend. When Hill did not speak, he also remained silent for a while.
"What are you thinking?"
　　Mo Mengchen broke the silence.
　　Hill glanced at Mo Mengchen dangerously, as if angry with him, he said in a deep voice, "I want to die."
　　Mo Mengchen pointed at the window: "Jump from here, your wish will be fulfilled."
　　 Hill glanced tentatively, as if he really had this intention.
　　Mo Mengchen had just stopped him, Hill shrank his body back again, greedy for fear of death and made a bunch of excuses: "What if I fell half dead?"
　　 "You are so weak now, jumping from here will definitely die." Mo Mengchen said, "Trust me."
　　The way he patted his chest promised to make Hill angry again.
　　 Devil Mountain is worried that he can't resist six months of treatment, because he is likely to be angered by Mo Mengchen during his recovery and die suddenly on the spot.
　　 "You came to Apollis thousands of miles, just to persuade me to die?" Hill shivered with rage, "You are too much!"
　　 How can this person be innocent? Did he say "I want to die"?
　　 But Hill’s words really reminded Mo Mengchen of his original intention. He came to visit the patient, not to kill the patient.
　　 Remind yourself again, do not hold back.
　　To care for him, encourage him, and ask him to actively receive treatment...
　　Mo Mengchen initially planned to do so.
　　 It's just that they have known each other for too long, and they can't say a few serious words between them.
　　Hill continued leaning against the head of the bed, looking hopelessly at the sky outside the window.
　　Apolis is indeed a cold city. Winter has not yet arrived. The daytime sky is not as bright as the automobile city. It is covered with a depressing gray everywhere. It is no wonder that Garnett wants to leave here to die or live.
　　 "If you were asked to choose a death method, how would you choose?" Hill asked suddenly.
　　Mo Mengchen was convinced that he had no idea of ​​seeking death, but only regretted and unwilling to see what happened to him.
He is 33 years old. For athletes, he is in a downturn. As an NBA superstar, if he stays healthy, he can still have a peak for several years, but this sudden illness will directly take away his peak. Nor can he change back to that flying Devil's Mountain, the left arm and the right arm anymore.
This fact broke his heart.
　　Mo Mengchen said: "I will fill the trunk with salmon, then drive to Rocky Mountain, find a beautiful place to stop, open the trunk, and stand quietly."
　　 "What are you doing?"
　　 "Wait for the brown bear to come up." Mo Mengchen said, "If they want the salmon in the car, they must hit me."
　　Hill always thought that Mo Mengchen was a ruthless person, and today I found that this person is really a person.
　　Mo Mengchen joked: "This way I can be a warrior and die in glory."
　　 "What does that mean?" Hill said.
"How many things in this world are meaningful?" Mo Mengchen said, "Most people are doing meaningless things, and day after day, from small to big, old age fades, until they die One day ~ EbookFREE.me ~ they are also concerned about meaningless things."
　　 Hill is very happy that Mo Mengchen finally no longer exports hurt, he likes this topic.
　　 "So, do you think ten consecutive titles make sense?"
　　Mo Mengchen's eyes turned.
　　 He never told Hill ten consecutive championships, just hinted gently.
　　 "Unprecedented achievements, of course, meaningful." Mo Mengchen replied.
　　 "Yeah." Hill sighed, "What no one can do, of course, makes sense. I thought I could do it with you. Now it seems that you can only climb to the top of the mountain alone."
　　 Yes, he knew he could never return to the top.
　　 "You will be back next season." Mo Mengchen wanted to make him more active.
"After the comeback, will I still be me?" Hill said palely, "JD retired, Chuck retired, Alan left, Rashid also left. Mo, everyone will leave, now it's my turn, I won’t retire, I just can’t help you too much.

　　Mo Mengchen listened in silence.
　　 After a long time.
　　 "I will wait for you to come back." Mo Mengchen said.
　　 PS: The song that suits you best is the Pearl, "Momon Dust" is "OldMoney". When I first heard this song, I just finished the 1995-1996 season, which was the season that was eliminated by the Magic. This song made me think of how I would feel when I write here. According to my current update rate, Mo Mengchen still has two months to complete. If it is the speed of three changes a day before, one month is enough. Although there are still nearly 60 days to complete, the final journey has already begun, thank you for your company for more than a year. Please witness the last dance.