423 Violent Reaction

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In the distance, Seth and Will saw Renly who had just left the chemo room.

Today's Renly dress is very simple, a dark blue T-shirt, paired with smoky gray jeans, and white canvas shoes. He is full of youth, but he does not appear to be ostentatious at all. He is completely "the cancer-fighting me" Adam's outfit. He stopped at the door, waved goodbye to the patients in the chemotherapy room, and then turned around.

Seth could catch a slight curvature on the corner of Renly's mouth. It couldn't be called a smile, but a faint smile. It was like the sunshine in early spring falling on a calm lake in March, but the light was not dazzling at all. Occasionally mixed with the remnants of winter, the sparse face shrouded in the air.

"Hey, why are you here?" Renly greeted, pointing to the building next door, "I'm ready to go now, how about you?"

In the past two days, the crew has changed the shooting location. Renly is filming opposite Anna Kendrick, about psychiatrist Kathryn helping Adam heal himself. That building is a long way from here, and it takes about fifteen minutes to walk around the inpatient department.

Will looked seriously at Renly before him.

Purely on the surface, Ren Li looked very normal, and there seemed to be no change, but if you look closely, you can see that the face that was originally only the size of a palm has lost a small circle, and the look between his eyebrows has unconsciously changed. It dimmed a little, as if all the light had converged, and it was covered with a thin layer of mist.

"We're going to go too, how about, together?" Seth said with a big smile, and then asked tentatively, "How do you feel? Will your stomach feel better?"

"Very good. There is no problem." Renly nodded with a smile, and then chuckled, the corners of his mouth raised, "Don't worry, if there is a problem, I will be the first to notify the Screen Actors Guild and let them come. Trouble you."

In the face of this ridiculous joke, Seth couldn't laugh. He just said "Haha" twice without a smile, and managed to cope with it, because Renly was really in a bad state.

Although Lan Li was joking just now and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, these smiles did not reach the depths of his eyes at all, they were just like a wisp of blue smoke, hidden in the depths of his eyes, looming, as if only a light wind would blow over , will suddenly dissipate. He could not feel the surging energy and vitality all over his body, such a Ren Li was really too unfamiliar.

Seth became more and more worried, turned his head to look at Will next to him, winked, and tried to get Will to say something, but before Will had time to speak, Renly's voice came again, "You guys go ahead first. , I'm going to the bathroom, and I'll follow." After speaking, before they could respond, Renly waved with a smile and walked towards the bathroom next to him.

Seth and Will stood where they were, looking at each other - all too suddenly.

Both of them were a little overwhelmed, and their gazes involuntarily cast their gaze towards Renly, and Will noticed. Renly's seemingly steady steps were a little impatient at this time. Could it be because he was in a hurry to solve his physiological needs?

But Will's intuition told him otherwise. Before he had time to think about it, Will quickly chased after him. Seth was half a beat, but his footsteps followed immediately. The two came to the door of the bathroom and were about to go in, but they couldn't help but stop.

"vomit."

The embarrassing and turbulent sound echoed in the bathroom space, awakening the memory deep in Will's mind. He remembered, he clearly remembered, those moments when he got up in the middle of the night, went to the bathroom to hold the toilet and vomit frantically, as if he wanted to The whole body is hollowed out, and even the soul becomes empty.

The clear memories and cruel reality made Will stop, he grabbed Seth who was about to rush in, and shook his head gently, simple but firm. However, the pain and struggle between the eyebrows began to surge.

vomit. Renly felt that his internal organs were about to vomit.

Met Seth and Will just now, and all of a sudden, the stomach feels uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, as if someone is beating him in the stomach, punch, punch, and then the whole stomach cramps up, overturned The surging is really too strong, far beyond the tolerance range, as long as he stays for one more second, he may completely lose control.

So, ignoring the two of them, Renly rushed straight to the bathroom in a panic, using his remaining sanity and control to let himself into the cubicle, closed the door, and then hugged the toilet and started to vomit. .

How ridiculous, isn't it? Even in the face of such a crisis, he still did not completely lose control, hiding his embarrassment and badness. Twenty years of aristocratic education in this world has had a far stronger impact than imagined, and it has even gradually become an instinct. Even if he doesn't like it himself.

vomit. It was as if someone was pounding the stomach from the bottom up, trying to knock everything inside out. But here's the problem. He hardly ate anything this morning, only drank half a cup of hot milk, and now he vomited it all out, but the urge to vomit still couldn't stop, and the sourness began to surge up.

Vomiting until all the organs are crowded to the throat, blocking all the air passages, unable to breathe, the suffocation that is about to lack oxygen, but still can't suppress the boiling of the stomach, and starts to vomit again. , but only vomited a burst of acid water. Fist all over throat

The ground was plugged, and I couldn't breathe. I felt a hot flush on my face, and then I realized that the tears had slipped uncontrollably.

Cough, cough, cough.

I couldn't vomit at all, but I was choked by my own saliva, so I started to cough violently, but finally, the feeling of vomiting finally came to an end, and the turbid and hot air rushed into the respiratory tract. The coughing became more intense, as if to cough up all the internal organs that were not vomited just now.

His hands gripped the edge tightly, only to find that the strength of his fingertips and arms were slipping little by little, the feeling of being out of control was pounding his stomach hard, but he was powerless to resist and slowly fell to his seat. When he was on the ground, he didn't even care about the filth of the bathroom or the etiquette of the nobles.

So embarrassed.

The whole person seemed to have just been fished out of the water, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. Pain after another came from the temple, as if millions of embroidery needles were stabbed in the head at the same time. The pain slowly penetrated little by little, not intense, but it made people unable to cry out.

The cold sweat on his forehead was constantly pouring out, as if it was burning on the flames, and it was like running wildly on the ice. The scalding feeling was even more tormented than the fire of hell; but the back was cold, from the spine. It was cold all the way to the soles of the feet, and the coldness that penetrated the heart gave rise to shivers, so that the muscles began to stiffen.

The collision between the extreme and the extreme began to tear every part of the body, so that the last trace of strength in the muscles disappeared, and there was nothing left. The whole person just sat on the ground like this, with his back against the marble wall. The scorching heat in his eyes made him close his eyes. Every pore was breathing in pain, every cell was experiencing torment, and he couldn't even find the strength to breathe.

He didn't understand why this happened. It wasn't a stomach problem or cancer, but he clearly felt the torment from the body to the spirit. The involuntary helplessness and despair made the halo of the soul dim again.

Slumped on the ground, every part of his body protested and groaned, but he couldn't move.

It was as if the whole person went through the process of sinking. The slow sinking process was slowed down ten times, a hundred times, and slowly sinking millimeter by millimeter. He could clearly see the air bubbles leaving the skin surface, as if full of vitality. The dissipated, but there is no pain, instead there is a kind of grand and magnificent beauty, which captures the moving, poetic, and painting entry in a thrilling way.

He realized that he was sinking, but he didn't feel the pain, so he didn't resist, didn't struggle, just let himself sink like this gradually, and all the light around him slowly and slowly disappeared.

Renly knew it was cancer.

When he realized that the last breath of air in his lungs had been consumed, when he realized that death had surrounded every cell in the body, when he realized that only fighting up to continue life, everything was too much. When it was too late, he could only wave his arm in a vain, symbolic resistance twice, and then he was caught.

But even more frightening, he felt no fear. The bond between reason and emotion seems to be cut off. Reason is constantly giving warnings, alarm bells are ringing, reminding him that he should be angry, resist, and be excited, but his emotions have no response, just silence.

Pulling the corner of his mouth, he drew a smile, bitter, bitter, absurd, mocking, and joking. "Heh." He didn't know why he was laughing, he just wanted to laugh all of a sudden, it was all too funny, wasn't it?

When he is facing death, he should smash the boat and splurge desperately; he has experienced death, he should be like a broken bamboo, and he should no longer be afraid; when he is reborn, he should strut and run towards the end of his dream. He is Chu Jiashu, he is Renly, and he is still Adam; however, he is not Chu Jiashu, nor Renly, he is still Adam.

The boundaries between fantasy and reality have completely disappeared.

Sitting on the floor of the bathroom, he seemed to be lying on the hospital bed that had lasted for ten years, humming a little tune, as if he had given up the struggle, and accepted the facts in this way; as if he was sitting on the soft and comfortable chair, he actively cooperated. Going on chemotherapy, hoping to beat the cancer, but deep down, he's still not sure what the cancer is all about.

Until now, he wasn't sure what exactly happened. Except for the fact that he was sitting in a state of embarrassment and vomiting on the germ-infested ground of the hospital. He wondered, will Matthew Dunlop stand up when he sees this scene?

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