Mr. Qin patted me on the shoulder and said, "Okay, if this master is difficult to deal with, I will help you solve it secretly."
The conditions in Mr. Qin's ward were better than those of the rest of us. Not only did it have a bed, but also a table and a wardrobe. There was an old alarm clock on his table. When the alarm clock was ticking, I glanced at it. It was less than half past ten.
Two hours.
"Da da," suddenly someone knocked twice on the door.
"Master Qin, it's me."
"Come in."
"What's the matter, Fourth Brother?" The person who came was the buddy who helped me steal the key that day.
He glanced at me and said, "Master Xu just left."
Hearing this, Mr. Qin did not show much shock on his face. Instead, he raised his head and asked, "How do people leave?"
The fourth child replied: "Bite your tongue and commit suicide."
"Hey...Old Xu, Old Xu, you still took the first step after all."
"Master Qin, there is one more thing. I heard from Qu that he wants to drag Mr. Xu to the crematorium outside overnight and have him cremated."
I immediately frowned and asked, "Why? Isn't the rule that the bodies should be sent to the cold storage for a year and a half before being disposed of?"
"Why else," Mr. Qin said: "This guy named Qu has a small belly. He used to be just a wild dog raised in the society. He got a position in the hospital management by sucking up and giving gifts. He did this just to show us.
The intention is not to contradict him and kill the chicken to scare the monkeys."
After hearing this, I angrily cursed: "This guy is so fucking petty! Everyone knows that Mr. Qin and Daowazi are as close as grandsons. If he does this, they will not be able to stay together even after death."
"I'll go find him and reason!"
Mr. Qin seemed to want to advise me, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just sighed heavily.
I know he has his difficulties,
Then let me come, and I will live up to the gift Master Qin gave me before his death.
When I arrived at the duty room, I saw Manager Qu sitting on a chair eating instant noodles. I knocked on the door twice and said with a smile, "Boss, you have a good appetite."
He kept using his chopsticks, blowing air, and asked impatiently: "What are you doing?"
I said: "It's not a big deal. Boss, please don't cremate Mr. Xu's body. It's too troublesome. You can ask me to help put it in the freezer. This will save you some trouble."
He lit a cigarette, pointed at me and said, "You just came here, why? You have a good relationship with them?"
After saying that, he put down the instant noodle bowl, but accidentally knocked the cigarette on the table and dropped it to the ground.
I hurriedly ran over, bent down to pick up the cigarette case, and quietly pressed a hundred-dollar bill hidden in my hand under the cigarette case.
Others sat motionless on their stools, which I knew meant they were too little.
So I gritted my teeth and added another one.
"Haha, um, Wu Feng, let's do this as you say."
So, at around 9 o'clock that night, I helped Mr. Xu clean his face and disposed of his and Daowazi's bodies. They became neighbors. They were not born in the same year, month and day, but they died on the same day in the same year.
As soon as 10 o'clock arrived, everyone went back to their rooms and the doors were locked on time.
Fireworks can be seen outside the window.
Fireworks bloomed in the sky, and it felt very far away. It should be the center of Jiamusi, and it happened to be the night of New Year's Eve.
I messed up my hair, pulled my underwear out, and smiled in the mirror to make myself look like a pervert.
At 10:30, there was a sudden commotion outside the corridor, accompanied by a man's hysterical shouting.
"Let me go! I don't want to live here! If you dare to touch me, you will die!"
"I'm not sick! I'm the King of Yinchuan! Did you hear me? I'm the King of Yinchuan!"
Hearing this inexplicably familiar voice, I opened my mouth wide and froze.
I instantly recalled the words he whispered in my ear two years ago.
