Chapter 59 18. Conspiracy

Dad drove to the gate of the hospital. On the way, he almost ignored all the regulations and drove like crazy.I was beside him, didn't speak, and didn't discourage.He and I have the same fearful conjecture in mind, which must be confirmed at once. With a bang, Dad pushed open the door of the oncology department and shouted, "Where's Han Buqiang?" Several doctors came out of the office, and one of them recognized Dad: "You are...Professor Luo Chuanming? Are you looking for Director Han?" "Yes, where is he?" Dad asked angrily. "Director Han asked for leave these two days and didn't come to work."

"Why do you want to ask for leave?" "His wife died." The doctor said regretfully, "The oncologist couldn't save his wife's life." Dad heard something: "How his wife died." "Lung cancer." These two words exploded in our minds like a bomb.For a moment, my father and I seemed to realize what was going on. "What's the landline number at Han Buqiang's house?" Dad asked through gritted teeth.We just called his cell phone and it was turned off. The doctor seemed to sense that we came with bad intentions, and asked vigilantly, "Professor Luo, what do you want to do with Director Han?"

Dad leaned close to the doctor's face, nose to nose, and repeated word by word: "Tell, tell, me, Han, Bu, Qiang, yes, seat, machine, number, code!" He was frightened and said a series of numbers, and his father immediately called them with his mobile phone. After a while, the call was picked up by the other party.Dad said angrily, "Han Buqiang, I'm Luo Chuanming, and you know what I'm looking for you for." I leaned closer to the phone and heard a moment of silence on the other side, as if realizing what was going on.He didn't say much, and told us directly: "My home is in Zizhu Bridge...you come here."

Dad hung up the phone and left the oncology department with a livid face. Thirty minutes later, we drove downstairs to Han Buqiang's house...the door was open, and he was already getting ready for our arrival. We went straight to the living room and saw Han Buqiang sitting on the sofa.He was leaning on the back of the sofa, disheveled, and stared at us blankly.On the glass coffee table in front of him, several empty wine bottles were placed in a haphazard manner.I noticed in particular that there was an empty vial and a syringe on the coffee table. After actually facing Han Buqiang, my father was not as impulsive as I imagined.He slowly moved in front of the decadent man, stared at him and asked, "You don't have anything to say anymore, do you?"

"That's right." Han Buqiang spread his hands and replied briskly, "I've expected this day to come, and I know that I won't be able to hide it from you in the end." A stream of blood rushed to my forehead, causing a red curtain to appear in front of my eyes.I can't believe he admits it so openly, as if all he did was smash a slap in the face. I clenched my fists and wanted to rush up and smash the empty wine bottle on the coffee table on his head.But my dad grabbed my hand, and I felt his hand trembling violently, and I knew he was trying to control himself.he asked:

"It's a total conspiracy, isn't it? Turning my son into the dead makes me into the side of the dead, and makes the Dead Act the way you want it to be. Who do you work for?" ?” "That's what happened." Han Buqiang said. "But the Living Dead Act or something, I don't care at all. I don't do things for them, I just like the conditions they promised me." "'Who are they?" "Haven't you figured it out yet?" he said. "The Reindeer Organization." My dad and I were tongue-tied.We didn't expect that this reindeer organization, which we had only seen in the news before, had already infiltrated China, even our home.My family has become the object of their conspiracy to achieve their goals!

"How much did they promise to give you, a doctor, to sell your soul?" Dad said contemptuously. "No, I'm not doing it for the money. I'm doing it to save my wife. For her, I'm willing to do anything." Han Buqiang drooped his head, his eyes were empty, "She has lung cancer, I know, there is no way to save her. Save her life, except risking a lung transplant. But matching lungs are hard to find all over the world. The reindeer organization promised me that as long as I help them achieve their goals, they can find suitable lungs for my wife's organ transplantation and let her go abroad Surgery, and then let us fly away..."

Speaking of this, Han Buqiang gave a bitter dry smile: "Unfortunately, I was too naive. I should have known that lung transplantation is still immature in the world. As a result, my wife The operation failed and she died on the operating table." "So, all the inspection reports and medical records you showed us about Lawson, including X-rays, belong to your wife?" Han Buqiang lowered his head and acquiesced. "So, those symptoms that my son had at that time...what's going on?" "Lawson has tuberculosis, not lung cancer. The early symptoms of the two are somewhat similar, so..."

"So you can take advantage of it!" Dad blushed and roared in pain, "My son only has tuberculosis, which is completely curable, but he was called lung cancer by you son of a bitch! Let him undergo chemotherapy , and finally turned him into a living dead!" Dad couldn't control it anymore, he rushed forward and grabbed Han Buqiang's collar, and punched his face with fists full of anger: "Now. My wife has been turned into a living dead If my son bites her, she will also turn into a living dead! You scum! Our family was ruined by you like this!" If it wasn't for the fact that I still maintained the last sane, I'm afraid I would have rushed up and beat Han Buqiang to death with my father on the spot.But I held back and dragged Dad away so that he wouldn't have to pay for it.

Han Buqiang was beaten up by my father until his nose was bruised, his skin was torn apart, and he lay on the sofa like a dead dog, panting heavily. "Fight it," he said like a rascal. "Let me feel pain one last time, and soon I'll never be in pain again." "Whether you believe it or not, I have always felt guilty for these things I did. The reason why I can face you today is because I think I have punished myself, so let's take it as an apology to you." He pointed weakly Looking at the small glass bottle and syringe on the coffee table, "This is the serum containing the solanum virus that I found for Lawson. I kept some, and I injected it into my body before you came."

Dad looked at him indifferently, and said to me: "Luo Chen, let's go." I looked at the empty syringe: "Is what he said true?" "That doesn't matter anymore," said Dad. "Look at him, he's dead now." Dad didn't look at the dead dog-like man any more, and walked straight outside. We went back to the living dead center and learned from the deputy director that my mother had become a living dead.The vice-principal said she didn't suffer much, died in a coma, and then became the living dead.I think he is trying to comfort us, but I am willing to believe what he said, even if it is a lie. My mother lives in District E, upstairs above my brother.A few days later, Han Buqiang also moved in.The deputy dean took our feelings into consideration and arranged him to the D area.He knew we didn't want to see the living dead. My dad and I went to see mom and brother almost every day, knowing that their days in this world were numbered.We treasure every minute we spend with them.