"Yang Fan, I don't have to pay your salary for this part-time job." As I walked on the road, Wang Shenhai suddenly said to Yang Fan, "I am not in a good mood."

Because he was terminally ill and had no cure, he could only watch himself become weaker and weaker. When he was waiting for the arrival of death, he would breathe in a bad mood when he walked more roads.

I remember when I was in middle school, no matter how short and long-distance running, I was the best. The school sports event won many track and field championships and achieved a lot of success.

Now, it's so old, it's hard to walk.

"If you don't go to work, you don't want me to pay you. Your savings will be spent soon." Yang Fan said.

"Living for a few more days is meaningless to me." Wang Shenhai looked at his increasingly dry hands.

The torture of the illness made him unable to eat well but sleep well, and he became thinner and thinner.

"That won't work, unless you go to the hospital with me now and donate the organs voluntarily." Yang Fan said.

Wang Shenhai smiled bitterly: "I'll consider it again, can I do it?"

"Okay." Yang Fan was not in a hurry either.

Whether domestic or foreign, the number of donors of bodies or organs is extremely rare.

Maybe everyone loves beauty and pursues perfection, and doesn’t want to make themselves incomplete.

After death, people cannot see how ugly they are.

If the body is not disposed of early, it will be highly decayed and stenched in a few days.

But most people don’t realize it and hope to leave a whole body after death so that they can go to heaven or be reborn.

Yang Fan only believes that there are rules in the universe, but does not believe that there are ghosts and gods in the world.

Even though he came here for no reason, he always believed that it was caused by some rule.

Maybe it's because the speed of death is too fast, exceeding the speed of light?

It is said that the closer the speed to the speed of light, the slower the time will become.

For people who often run and exercise, time will slow down on them.

So they live longer than those who do not exercise.

Of course, if these people who like exercise eat irregular diets, overeating, staying up all night, etc., no matter how much exercise is, it will be useless.

Scientists infer that as long as spacecraft can be built that can reach the speed of light, humans can travel interstellarly.

Because humans at the speed of light, time almost stopped in them.

A hundred years of lifespan, traveling at the speed of light can allow them to travel around the universe for millions of years, or even longer.

However, once you embark on interstellar journey, you will be a path of no return.

Because after returning, the earth is no longer known how many ten thousand years later.

All relatives and friends have long disappeared in ancient times and there is no need to come back.

"I'll give you a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, how about it?" Yang Fan said to Wang Shenhai while walking on the road without sunlight and the city lights illuminating the earth.

"No need to pay, no need to pay so much." Wang Shenhai said.

Yang Fan stopped and looked at Wang Shenhai and said, "One payment per month, full month payment, this is the salary rule, not the rent rule to pay in advance. Are you sure you can live for another month?"

"If you don't hit me, speak tactfully, I can live for one or two months," said Wang Shenhai.

"It's nothing, I just want you to relax and be more positive." Yang Fan said.

"My mentality was originally very good. When I met you in the mountain city, I became more and more explosive." Wang Shenhai smiled.

Yang Fan also smiled and said, "Fortunately you met me in the mountain city, otherwise no one would collect your body for you by then."

Wang Shenhai did not deny it, he did not intend to tell his parents about it.

I've had a quarrel with my parents recently.

He is going to change his mobile phone number or something and will not contact his parents in the future.

"What is the relationship between that little girl and you?" Wang Shenhai asked.

"I met by chance, and I happened to meet you." Yang Fan said.

"Then is that good to others?" Wang Shenhai didn't believe it.

Yang Fan shook his head: "It's not that I'm so kind to others, I want you to be kind to others. Don't you think that such a little girl should be treated gentle by the world?"

Wang Shenhai sighed: "I saw someone who was indifferent and ruthless when he saw him die. I hated him deeply. It was my turn, but it was not much better."

"Maybe, as you said, some people are usually fine, but they open their eyes when they see money. It's not that they are not bad by nature, but that they usually know that there is a sword of law floating above their heads. Once the temptation is a little bigger, they will ignore the sword." Yang Fan said.

After walking for a while, Wang Shenhai sat on the side of the roadside flower bed: "Let's have a rest, I'm a little tired."

Yang Fan did not object and sat down aside.

A breeze blew.

"In Xiaoyan's case, if the surgery is enough, can I find a cornea transplant when I go to the hospital?" Wang Shenhai asked.

Yang Fan replied: "I asked a hospital and said I needed to queue up. No matter how many hospitals there are, I didn't ask. But as far as I know, a large number of people are waiting for the cornea every year."

"There should be much more people who die every year than those who need corneas?" Wang Shenhai seemed to be asking Yang Fan, and he seemed to be talking to himself.

"I think that's it, but the hospital's cornea inventory is still far from enough." Yang Fan said.

"There may be many good people, but there are really few kind people." Wang Shenhai looked at the street opposite, and the people came and went, as noisy as usual.

"You can donate your cornea. Other organs may have been infected and are not suitable for donation," said Yang Fan.

Wang Shenhai was stunned and smiled bitterly, "In other words, it's hard for me to do a good thing?"

"You don't have to donate organs or donate blood to do good things." Yang Fan shook his head.

After a moment of silence, Wang Shenhai asked Yang Fan: "Why should I take Xiaoyan to and from school? I'm watching from the side, or is it the same as you tonight?"

After thinking for a while, Yang Fan said, "It depends on yourself. I hope you can walk away with her blind stick. If you don't agree to donating corneas, I will arrange surgery for her, and I don't worry that no one will lead her away after she develops the habit."

Wang Shenhai said: "I haven't made up my mind yet, let's talk about it after a while."

Before coming tonight, Wang Shenhai was unwilling to donate corneas after his death.

But after seeing Xiaoyan, he was shaken.

"Don't worry, no matter whether you donate or not, I will collect the body for you. I will not go through a lot of trouble to tell your parents that you are dead and make them sad." Yang Fan said: "There is no news, it is better than the news of death."

"I always feel like you are threatening me and being morally kidnapped." Wang Shenhai smiled, and the wind blew his somewhat shriveled hair.

"No." Yang Fan denied: "I'm asking Xiaoyan to queue up for surgery now, and I will definitely be able to queue up this year, even faster than waiting to get from you."

Wang Shenhai smiled and looked up at the sky: "I don't know what this world will look like in ten years, twenty years, fifty or sixty years."
Chapter completed!