I'm really a military art school grass, don't laugh!

The death of Lao Lu made Cheng Yong feel sad, but what made Cheng Yong even more sad was the patients in the entire province who were in dire straits because of the departure of counterfeit drug dealers.

The God of Medicine will eventually return, and the greatest resistance to the God of Medicine on the other side has also appeared.

Almost at the same time that Cheng Yong resumed selling drugs, the police station also conducted raids on all patients who bought counterfeit drugs.

As the camera moves, patients wearing masks sit silently in the police station. The tone is cold and depressing. At this moment, it is impossible to accurately say which is good or bad.

"I heard that everyone is not cooperating. We pay attention to evidence when handling cases. I found that fake medicine from all of you. I can tell you the truth, we will handle the case the same whether you cooperate or not."

Shen Yi, dressed smartly, walked around the patients, saying cliches that he had said countless times before:

"I just want to remind you one thing. You are covering up. You are not helping him, but you are hurting him. Do you understand?"

The room was still silent. After looking around, Shen Yi shook his head and prepared to leave after knowing that he couldn't ask anything.

"Leader...can I ask you something?"

In the crowd...an old lady wearing very thick and shabby clothes stood up silently and looked at the mask Shen Yi took off.

Some of the white lips were trembling slightly, the white hair on the forehead was messy, and the eyes were full of bitterness.

"Old lady, what do you want to say?" Shen Yi walked in slowly with a look of exploration and expectation.

"I... I just want to beg you, please stop looking for the medicine over there, okay? I've been sick for three years. I've been taking [-] bottles of genuine medicine for three years, and my house has been destroyed. Sorry, my family... I've been devastated by it, and now I finally have cheap medicines, but you insist on saying those are fake medicines."

"Whether the medicine is fake or not, we are patients...can we not know? The medicine only sells for 500 yuan a bottle, and the drug dealers have not made any money at all. Whoever can't meet a patient can guarantee themselves as a leader." You will never get sick for the rest of your life? You are going to take him away, and we...all have to wait for death."

"I don't want to die, I want to live... okay?"

The sound of sobbing in the silent cinema became louder and louder, and the lights on the screen swept across the auditorium. Unexpectedly, the audience was filled with tears.

The calm words seemed to be deafening under the overwhelming emotion.

Lu Yong silently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, recalling countless patients over the years in his mind.

Medicine worth 5 yuan, medicine worth 5000 yuan, medicine worth 500 yuan...

The old lady in the movie had to eat for three years. In reality, how many families can't even afford 500 yuan to eat.

On the movie screen, Shen Yi's eyes dodge for the first time. He held the old lady's trembling hands with both hands. He wanted to say something several times but was finally speechless.

What should I say?What can I say?
Talk about law?Or talk about policy?
Facing the miserable old man in front of him and facing human life, no matter how good his eloquence or familiarity with the law is, it is of no use.

At this moment, even Cao Bin, who was determined to enter, couldn't help but have doubts and confusion about his work.The police cannot be merciful in enforcing the law, but can police officers really destroy human nature and emotions?

But no matter what, the case still had to be pursued. After reports from the masses, this time the police directly surrounded Cheng Yong. The medicines were all in the car. Once he was caught, the evidence was conclusive.

In order to help Cheng Yong get rid of the crime, Huang Mao decided to help Cheng Yong fight everything without any hesitation.

He drove out of the circle of police cars, but lost his life the moment he was about to escape.

The body, the group photo, the train ticket home.

The age of the boy with the yellow hair that had faded and the fierce yet innocent eyes stayed at 20 years old forever.

It was obvious that they were arresting criminals, and that they escaped and got into a car accident. However, facing Huang Mao's body, the one who was speechless at this moment was the police who stood on the level of justice.

The pharmaceutical factory in the leading country was sealed, and he was cornered by the police. Everyone already knew that he was the dealer selling counterfeit medicines.

At this last moment, Cheng Yong finally transformed into a god after experiencing the sacrifices of Lao Lu and Huang Mao.

Cheng Yong, who had always been afraid of selling drugs to other provinces for fear of being caught, started distributing drugs nationwide this time.

He purchased medicines from the host country for 2000 yuan and then sold them for 500 yuan.

Completely reckless and completely losing money, Liu Sihui, who is responsible for contacting group leaders across the country, knows, the priest knows, and Cheng Yong himself knows extremely well that the time when he will be found by the police is getting closer and closer.

A counterfeit drug dealer who had been doing bad things all his life was caught, but in the end he resisted and did not reveal any information about Cheng Yong. However, the law was restored, and Cheng Yong's arrest was an inevitable result after all.

The audience watched in silence as Cheng Yong was taken to prison and sentenced, until the sun shone on the car where he was finally serving his sentence.

The cold tone that had sustained almost the entire drama began to thaw. Under the slowly zooming camera, a team of thousands of people were waiting spontaneously on both sides of the street.

The mask was pulled open, revealing a sick face full of vicissitudes of life. The warm sunshine cast down on Cheng Yong, as if he had been covered with a layer of golden clothes. This moment seemed to have turned into a pilgrimage.

Those who work for everyone should not let them choke the wind and snow.

The most important thing in life is life and death, and those who save lives and heal the wounded should be regarded as medicine gods.

The camera follows Cheng Yong's eyes and slowly passes through each figure, including Liu Sihui and his daughter, a priest, Lao Lu's wife, and many familiar group leaders and patients, until the end... Huang Mao, who smiles so warmly and brightly... and Lao Lu.

The movie is over.

(End of this chapter)