I am weak and friendly

Chapter 58 Burning in Flames (Please continue reading)

As dusk settled, Tang Yiping drove out of the subway station and arrived in front of a hospital.

"Hailing City First Hospital and Hailing City Medical University Affiliated Hospital".

This was Tang Yiping's first Friday night after obtaining the [Survival System for the Weak].

In Tang Yiping's plan, tonight should be spent happily rotting around with his "apprentice" Aunt Zhang, raising money for his medical expenses so he can unlock a more unrestrained night in the next "season".

But Tang Yiping had to turn down Aunt Zhang's invitation and come here.

Tang Yiping didn't even have time to have dinner with the rat!
Tang Yiping had no choice but to come.

He had been staying at Du Yuanshan's old house for several days, and he felt bad if he didn't come over.

So he replied on the phone, "I'm not a relative of the elderly person, but I can go to the hospital."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yiping was both amused and exasperated. Shouldn't his "carrion-eating" be picking up things that have no cause and effect, no connection, and no attachment?

Why is it that every single thing I've eaten has a cause and effect?
A hundred-yuan banknote led to my encounter with little Zhang Zitong.

A set of keys led him to a house, but to his utter surprise, the owner was still living in the house that had been uninhabited for two or three years.

On the way here, Tang Yiping pondered for a while why this was happening.

Then he understood.

The "Survival Guide for the Weak" seems to correspond to the attribute of "weakness," and all the skills one acquires are related to "weakness."

But I still have the "Friendly" attribute!

It must be because I was too kind that I got caught up in karma again.

If we hadn't intervened when Zhang Zitong was being bullied, none of this would have happened.

If I don't answer the phone this time, there won't be any problems.

The phone may never ring again.

It's all my fault for being too friendly!

Even though it was already evening, there was still a constant flow of cars coming and going at the hospital entrance.

Even though Tang Yiping wasn't a local, he had heard of this hospital's reputation; it was the best hospital in the entire Hailing City and even within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

Tang Yiping drove the wheelchair to the special care ward in the ward building, went to the nurses' station, and asked, "Excuse me, where is Mr. Du Yuanshan's ward?"

Behind the nurses' station, a round-faced nurse peeked out, glanced around but didn't see anyone, then looked down at the nurses' station and finally saw Tang Yiping.

"Oh? You are... Mr. Tang from the phone call?"

“It’s me,” Tang Yiping said.

"You and Mr. Du Yuanshan are..."

“I’m just a resident of his house,” Tang Yiping said.

“If you can stay in his house, at least he knows you, right? You two have a relationship, right?” The round-faced nurse, though disappointed, still urgently grabbed Tang Yiping. “Could you please help us persuade him… persuade him to give up treatment, to stop this…”

As she spoke, the nurse's voice trembled with tears.

"Huh?" Tang Yiping was a little confused and surprised.

This isn't right.

Aren't you nurses? How could you advise someone to give up treatment?
Another nurse said, "His illness is so painful, but he didn't have an advance directive and no relatives we can contact. We can only keep treating him, but he's in so much pain, so much pain..."

The nurse's eyes also welled up with tears.

Tang Yiping was speechless.

He has been to the hospital many times.

He has seen many suffering patients.

Even he himself was always caught in pain.

But he was certain that no matter how many suffering patients he had seen, the nurses in the hospital had seen a hundred or a thousand times more.

What kind of patient could they not bear to look at?

Hearing that it was a relative of Mr. Du Yuanshan, in addition to the two nurses behind the nurses' station, another young nurse rushed over. Upon seeing Tang Yiping, she immediately complained, "Are you Mr. Du's relative? Why are you only just now..."

She started off with a complaining tone, but when she saw Tang Yiping sitting in a wheelchair, her tone softened: "You've finally come..."

Tang Yiping didn't want to explain his identity, since he couldn't explain it clearly anyway.

He could only nod and say, "Could you take me to see Mr. Du?"

Tang Yiping entered a spacious special care ward and saw an elderly man lying on a hospital bed on one side of the ward.

His body was covered with all sorts of tubes, at least dozens at a glance. Four or five different machines surrounded him, flashing various lights and emitting different sounds. The tubes were extensions of these machines.

The old man lying in the center of those tubes was sallow-yellow, so thin he was skin and bones, like a skeleton.

A living skeleton.

For some reason, Tang Yiping recalled the books about the city that he had seen in the study.

In a daze, Tang Yiping seemed to see the ruins of an old city, full of collapsed pipes and broken cables.

Just as Tang Yiping was about to speak, he heard the nurses behind him hissing.

"Shh, the old man is asleep."

"Don't disturb him yet, it's rare for him to fall asleep."

Tang Yiping turned around and saw four or five nurses crowding around the door behind him.

Tang Yiping figured that it was probably because the nurses who didn't have any work to do had come.

"What illness does he have?" Tang Yiping asked.

"Aren't you his relative?" a nurse glared at him. They seemed to have long been dissatisfied with the relatives who left the elderly man alone in the hospital, leaving him to suffer unbearable pain.

“Unfortunately, I’m not… I’m just a tenant,” Tang Yiping said.

"He was admitted to the hospital because of a stroke and has been here for a long time. He was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer earlier this year; it was late-stage. He was transferred to our intensive care unit, and now it has metastasized to his liver, bones, lungs... and nerves." The round-faced nurse who initially received Tang Yiping explained, "Pancreatic cancer is..."

"I know, the most painful cancer."

Every second felt like being burned alive.

“We wanted to ask him if he had any unfulfilled wishes, but he had been unable to speak since his stroke. However, every time we asked him if he wanted to give up treatment, he clearly expressed his wishes by shaking his head.”

“He doesn’t want to die; he wants to live even in this pain,” the round-faced nurse said, tears welling up in her eyes again. “We feel he must still have unfulfilled wishes. We want to persuade him to give up, but he refuses, and we can’t help him fulfill his wishes…”

Tang Yiping felt a heavy weight in his heart.

For some reason, a sense of mission also arose in his heart.

Weakness allowed him to survive, but kindness seemed to have given him a special mission.

Whether it was the young Zhang Zitong back then or the elderly Du Yuanshan now, they are all connected to him for some mysterious reason.

He certainly won't sit idly by.

“I can’t persuade him to give up, but I can get him to tell you what his unfulfilled wishes are.”

Tang Yiping turned on his phone.

On his phone, he had just updated FOEW.

He briefly explained his FOOW (Foreign Exchange of Work) and saw a group of nurses looking at him with doubt and skepticism.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?" Tang Yiping said helplessly.

"There's no such thing as a super powerful thing!" The round-faced nurse had just spoken when she heard the sound of running footsteps coming from the corridor.

"I have a way to find out Grandpa Du's last wish!" A middle-aged man in a white coat ran over, panting. "Let's try it quickly!"

He was holding a cell phone.

"Director!" A group of nurses looked at the middle-aged doctor, then at Tang Yiping.

Tang Yiping looked at the director, and the director also looked at Tang Yiping.

"???"

(End of this chapter)