Chapter 50 9. Disaster

Here comes Friday, and it's my judgment day. All day, I prayed to God.If I can continue to be an ordinary person, I am willing to be a person who serves all mankind in the future, I promise God. When I walked into the vice president's office, I was so nervous that I wanted to throw up.The vice president was already sitting at the desk waiting for us, holding two pieces of paper in his hand. I don't know if those are the test reports of me and Feng Lun. I didn't dare to ask, but Feng Lun spoke for us: "Vice President, has the result come out?" "Yes, it's out." The middle-aged man looked stern, and didn't say anything further for a long time.

"How is it?" Feng Lun asked, his mouth seemed to become very dry. The vice president paused for a long time and said, "Unfortunately." My heartbeat stopped at that moment. The deputy dean stood up and walked towards us: "Unfortunately, you two are not eligible to apply for a house with us." When I understood what he meant, I came alive and trembled with excitement: "You mean, we..." The deputy dean stared at my face, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Yes, you are not infected with the zombie virus!" Oh God, thank you!Really... thank you so much!I have never been so excited and grateful in my life.I stood there giggling, grinning like a fool.But whatever, at this moment, I'm willing to be a happy fool.

The deputy dean chattered at the two of us. I think he is really a childlike person.Suddenly, I felt a lot of emotions and said to him: "Vice President, you have personally accompanied us to have practical experience these few days and relieved our pressure. I really don't know how to thank you." "You're welcome, this is what I should do." The vice president patted both of us on the shoulder and said, "Okay, now you can go home happily, should I say you are welcome to come again?" "If it is allowed here, we will come to chat with you." I said with a smile, and waved goodbye to the vice president together with Feng Lun.

Walking on the way home, I felt relaxed, and felt that the starry night and moonlight looked so beautiful tonight.I checked my watch, it was only half past seven, and I said to Feng Lun, "Hey, it's still early, how about we find a place to have a drink or two to celebrate?" Feng Lun smiled lightly: "It's really rare that you have the pleasure of drinking, but unfortunately I can't drink anymore." His reaction was beyond my expectation.That's when I noticed that since the vice president said that we were not infected with the virus, Feng Lun has been very calm, not as happy as I am at all.I couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy that we didn't get the zombie virus?"

Feng Lun breathed out slowly: "To be honest, when I found out that I was not as happy as I expected, I felt a little weird, as if I didn't really care about becoming a living dead." I half-jokingly said, "You don't feel lost, do you? Do you want to become the living dead?" "It's not a loss, but I really don't feel particularly happy. Maybe I don't think it's a bad thing to become a living dead. After contacting the living dead these days, I found that their living conditions are sometimes really better than the living dead. Ordinary people like us are even better. They don’t have to run around and be busy, and they don’t have stress and troubles, which is probably an ideal state of life.”

I was puzzled: "If a poor or unlucky person expresses such emotion, I may understand, but how can a son like you who has no worries about food and clothing and a smooth life have such thoughts?" Feng Lun looked at the sky: "Whether it's an emperor or a beggar, everyone has their own troubles, how can I be an exception?" He said such words, so that I almost didn't know him, and I didn't know what to say for a while.Feng Lun saw my confusion, and smiled at me: "Okay, I'm just talking casually, let's go, I agree to have a drink!" The two of us took a taxi to a bar in Houhai, ordered a cocktail each, and toasted.Afterwards, we went shopping in the nearby pedestrian street, and calculated that it was time for evening self-study and get out of class, so we went home by car.

Walking into the living room, I saw my parents sitting on the sofa as usual.But the strange thing was that the TV was off, and they didn't chat or read. They just sat there blankly, worrying, and I clearly felt a cloud hanging over them. My intuition told me that something must have happened. I went to my parents, sat down and asked, "Dad, Mom, what's the matter?" Mom turned to look at me, her eyes were red, obviously from crying before.But now, she tried her best to control her emotions: "Luo Chen, we are waiting for your return." I felt a "thud" in my heart, did they know about my going to the center of the living dead?They think I've got a zombie virus?

"What are you waiting for when I come back?" I asked confusedly. The three of us walked to the study, and my father closed the door. I felt suffocated by the oppressive atmosphere, and I could only find something to break the silence: "Where is my brother? Is he at home?" "He's in his room," Mom said. "We're talking about your brother." "What's wrong?" I asked cautiously, with a bad premonition in my heart. "Yesterday afternoon, I accompanied your brother to the hospital for examination. Today, I went to the hospital to get the result... Your brother has lung cancer."

My heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and I froze with my mouth open.After a long while, I asked, "How did this happen? Does brother know?" "It's still hidden from him." Mom said sadly, "but he will know sooner or later. Further examination and subsequent treatment, there is no way he will not realize what is going on." "There is no need to hide it from Luo Sen." Dad said in a low voice, "He is already an adult, and he has the right to know what's wrong with his body. I have already made an appointment with Director Han of the hospital's oncology department. Sunday morning , we will go with Lawson for a review."

Then, my father said to me: "Luo Chen, we told you before your brother knew that we hoped that you would not appear too surprised or sad, and relax. We all want your brother to believe that his illness It can be saved." "I understand." There seemed to be something stuck in my chest, "I will go with you on Sunday."