I make a thriller, it's God chasing and feeding

Chapter 296 [Don’t be afraid]

Illness comes like a mountain.

Lu Zhengyi's previous decision not to tell Zhang Yu the truth was undoubtedly correct.

Only one day had passed since the filming was completed, and he had not yet booked a flight back to China. Bai Wei learned about Zhang Yu's hospitalization from his wife.

Specifically, he was rushed to the hospital on the second day after returning to China, and he has been lying down ever since.

Zhang Yu has been asking his family not to spread relevant news to avoid delaying the crew's filming.

It was obviously fine when he left, and he was fine when he came back. When Assistant Wang came back after delivering the goods, he said everything was fine, but he was a little silent.

But after just one night at home, the person had to be rushed to the hospital.

Lu Zhengyi and the others didn't know what he thought or did that night.

But the situation now should be quite bad.

"The results of modern medical instruments indicate that overexertion caused vasoconstriction and insufficient blood supply, so that the already stable heart was further stimulated, causing it to briefly enter shock again."

"And after this shock, Master's body can no longer bear it."

"Master's wife said that now in Master's body, other organs besides the heart have also been affected. Most of them are..."

Jicheng,

In the corridor of the Central Hospital, Bai Wei said hurriedly while leading Lu Zhengyi inside.

But at this point, he stopped talking and his tone was a little low.

Most likely I can't hold it any longer.

Why is this, why is this!

Apparently not long ago, they met together to watch the release of The Grudge 2, and together they won the love of overseas audiences and made the name of the "Mei Civet Cat" crew famous!

Obviously I still have a lot to learn!

Obviously...

Everything happened so suddenly. People who were filming together not long ago suddenly fell ill, and it might even be the difference between life and death.

The fragility of life is too realistic at this moment.

Perhaps out of friendship or fear of death, Bai Wei was in a very low mood.

After all, it is a hospital. Although many people from the crew hope to visit, there are so many people and it is always impossible for them all to come.

So this time, only Lu Zhengyi and Bai Wei came to participate as representatives.

And if there is really a chance to have so many people present, the scene will probably be...

Zhang Yu lives in a single ward.

When the two came to the door of the ward, Bai Wei suddenly stopped.

From the glass partition on the door, they could see many people standing inside.

But he didn't dare to go in.

In the final analysis, according to the judgment of modern medicine, Zhang Yu's condition worsened because of filming.

So as members of the crew, they now come to visit and face Assistant Director Zhang’s family and relatives...

"Let's go, let's do our best as a master and disciple for the last time."

Lu Zhengyi reached out and patted his shoulder, stepped forward, knocked on the door of the ward, and walked in first.

With him standing in front of him, Bai Wei, Zhang Yu's official student, mustered up the courage to follow.

After entering the door, they could clearly detect the gaze of the person in the room who turned around and looked over.

Especially at this moment, the young man standing by the bedside, his eyes hinted at complaints and his brows were furrowed.

"Director Lu, you are here."

However, compared to others, Zhang Yu's married wife appears to be much kinder.

After all, she knew that everyone had advised Zhang Yu at the beginning, so this matter... was no one else's fault.

On the hospital bed, Zhang Yu turned his head with difficulty.

Through the gap between the people next to them, Lu Zhengyi and the others finally saw someone.

Only the face was visible, not the figure under the quilt, but Zhang Yu's changes were even greater.

Obviously they separated not long ago, but he was a completely different person from when he was on the set.

"Director Lu is here, you brat, why don't you call me Uncle Lu."

Zhang Yu motioned to his son next to him to call someone, his voice was very weak.

"Uncle Lu."

After listening to his father's instructions on the hospital bed, his son reluctantly shouted.

Zhang Yu's son looked like he had just graduated from college, but in fact, Lu Zhengyi was only a man in his twenties.

But most of the time, people around him forget his age.

It was as if Zhang Yu had completely regarded Lu Zhengyi as a peer.

"Sorry for being late. I came here right after I got off the plane. I didn't bring anything with me. I'm sorry."

Lu Zhengyi took a few more steps forward, and in front of him, although Zhang Yu's family and relatives looked dissatisfied, as soon as he approached, they all backed away in time.

"Ha, what do I lack from you?"

Zhang Yu asked again in a very weak voice, "Have you finished filming?"

"The filming is over."

Lu Zhengyi replied calmly, "After a while, the finished film will be released. Let me show it to you, Palm Palm Eyes."

Behind him, the dissatisfaction in the eyes of others became more intense.

When are you talking about work?

"Good good."

Zhang Yu's skinny, gloomy face had a hint of color.

But soon, he shook his head bitterly, "No chance, no chance."

Lu Zhengyi stood nearby and did not respond to his words, but gave him some words of comfort.

Now that we have reached this point, some things are still very clear.

"Xiaowei, from now on I will leave the position of assistant director to you."

Seeing that Lu Zhengyi didn't speak, Zhang Yu's eyes became even darker, and he turned his gaze to Bai Wei who was looking back, "Don't embarrass me. If you make a bad movie in the future, don't blame me for looking for you."

These words made Zhang Yu's son look a little ugly beside the hospital bed.

But at this time, no one noticed his expression except Zhang Yu's wife and Lu Zhengyi.

"I know, Master, I won't embarrass you." Bai Wei listened to Zhang Yu's weak words and hurried forward, "Whether I make a bad movie or not, you can come to me when the time comes. ,I'm not afraid."

"Smelly boy..."

Zhang Yu raised his arm with difficulty and nodded.

The interaction between the two people made other people nearby also notice something strange.

The father is unfamiliar with the son at his bedside.

In the past few days together in bed, neither of them had spoken a few words.

On the contrary, Zhang Yu and the apprentice who had known each other for who knows how long talked a lot.

But outsiders are outsiders after all, and Lu Zhengyi and the others only stayed in the ward for one afternoon before leaving.

Although Zhang Yu is not a particularly famous person in the entertainment industry.

But after all, someone who has been in this industry for so long and can serve as an assistant director can be considered a successful person among their relatives.

This can be seen from the relatives who come to visit and the gifts piled up in the corner.

Therefore, it is not their turn to have family members accompany them to bed.

But Lu Zhengyi and the others did not leave Jicheng. They hurried back to China and rushed to the hospital where they stayed for another afternoon. It was already evening.

They did not leave, but found a hotel nearby.

But in the middle of the night, Lu Zhengyi was woken up by a series of ringtones from his cell phone.

It was a call from Zhang Yu's wife. "Lao Zhang is clamoring to see you. He insists on seeing you."

On the phone, his wife was apologetic but worried, "I asked him if I could wait until tomorrow, but he said... I don't have time."

Although Zhang Yu asked by name, he wanted to see Lu Zhengyi.

But they all came together, and he had no reason to leave Bai Wei behind, so he woke him up and went to the hospital again.

Fortunately, the hotel they found was very close to the hospital, and they arrived in less than ten minutes.

The hospital at night feels a bit more eerie than during the day.

But at this moment, neither Lu Zhengyi nor Bai Wei paid attention to this atmosphere, but rushed straight to Zhang Yu's ward.

The faces, the same faces, but a few missing.

After all, you don’t need so many people to accompany you in bed. Even if relatives and friends want to help, they all come in turns.

People always need to rest.

Of course, Zhang Yu's wife and son are there.

When Lu Zhengyi and the others came to the ward after a few hours, they didn't get as many looks as before.

Because the focus of everyone present was on the man on the hospital bed who kept talking.

Zhang Yu's complexion was much better than in the afternoon, and his voice was louder and no longer so weak.

"From now on, this family will depend on you."

"I know that as my father, I am actually incompetent and a jerk. Your mother is basically the one taking care of this family."

"She is busy with your life and study. I have not fulfilled any responsibilities except giving you some money."

He grabbed his son's hand with his skinny palm and kept saying something, "Take good care of your mother, you will be the one to take care of the family from now on, and... find a girlfriend quickly and get married." You can get married alone and have a fat boy or a girl. In today’s era, we are not picky about these things.”

"I'm gone. This family is missing a person. Someone has to take over quickly to prevent your mother from being lonely."

"Yes, when I was here, there was almost no me in this family."

Zhang Yu gave instructions and laughed at himself from time to time.

When a person is about to die, his words are also kind. This is probably what it means.

He no longer needed to maintain his dignity as a father or an elder. He spoke out all the things he had hidden and suppressed in his heart, but bit by bit, he discovered that he owed everything to his wife and son.

"I was really not a good person before."

Zhang Yu smiled, but found that the face of his son in front of him was no longer as cold as before.

The way he shed tears was very similar to the way he cried while he was hugging himself when he went home for a long time but forgot to bring him a gift.

"you……"

Zhang Yu suddenly let go of his palm and touched his son's face with his thin hand, "Can you ride a bicycle?"

His son's face gradually returned to what it looked like when he was a child, but it also reminded him of some things.

His son visibly paused.

The question was very abrupt, but he replied honestly, "No, no, but I will learn it, if you want me to learn it."

"Hahahaha, I...I taught other people's children to ride bicycles, but I forgot to teach my own children."

Zhang Yu burst into laughter, and tears could not help falling from his cloudy eyes, "Zhang Xushuo, don't forget, after you learn how to do it, remember to teach your son and daughter to ride a bicycle in the future."

"Okay, I know, okay."

This was the first time that Lu Zhengyi heard that Zhang Yu didn't call him a brat, but Zhang Xushuo choked up. Regardless of whether he was close to him or not, he had always expected his father to recognize him, and expected him to pick him up from school like other parents. .

At this moment, hearing his father speak like this, his emotions were touched.

"And, and..."

Zhang Yu's voice gradually became weak again, and others around him seemed to realize something, but he still persisted, "You, when you took the college entrance examination, you didn't forget to bring your admission ticket."

"Forgot, forgot, I forgot my ID card."

Zhang Xushuo quickly replied, "My mother was afraid that you would scold me, so she didn't dare to tell you."

"It's okay, I won't scold you."

Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, then said helplessly, "As a father, I'm not even around to remind you, so how can I scold you?"

"After you can, be sure not to leave anything behind. I may only have this chance to remind you."

"Don't cry, don't cry. It's just death. It's okay. I've lived for so many years and I have nothing to be afraid of."

He comforted his son, fearing that his performance would make his son fear death.

With this rambling talk, Zhang Yu seemed to want to finish all the words he had not said to his son at the last moment. He no longer cared about his father's face or the other people around him.

Compared with when Lu Zhengyi and the others came in the afternoon, they only saw him talking to other people, and he was even closer to Bai Wei than his own son.

At this last moment, no one could get in the conversation except the father and son.

perhaps.

"Okay, okay, you all can go out."

But just when everyone thought that the last moment would pass like this, Zhang Yu suddenly let go of his son's hand and waved them away.

Then, he looked at Lu Zhengyi, who had been silent since entering the room, and said, "Director Lu, I feel... it's time."

Yes, it feels like it.

That feeling comes again, and every time it comes, nothing good happens.

For the first time, he rarely saw through Lu Zhengyi's heart and knew the truth about his own death.

The second time is now.

After he spoke, everyone was stunned.

Neither his son nor his wife understood the meaning of these words.

At the last moment of his life, did Zhang Yu think that the person accompanying him should not be his wife or son, but an 'outsider'?

"Everyone is leaving. It's the last minute. Just listen to me, okay?"

Seeing that no one else moved, Zhang Yu reminded him again.

There was even a bit more pleading in his tone.

Although it was incomprehensible, Zhang Yu spoke like this, and everyone except Lu Zhengyi left the ward.

All of a sudden, the ward that seemed a little crowded just now became empty.

"Tell me what you want to say, and I'll accompany you."

Lu Zhengyi calmly came to sit next to him and gently held his palm. It was very cold and almost without warmth.

"me……"

Zhang Yu moved his body with difficulty, turned sideways, and faced the door of the ward with his back.

Immediately afterwards, the smile and calmness on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by fear, unwillingness, and panic.

"I'm afraid, Director Lu, I'm afraid."

Zhang Yu held Lu Zhengyi's hand with his backhand, but he had no strength.

A man in his sixties, holding the hand of a man in his twenties, looked like a child with tears and uneasiness on his face.

"I'm afraid."

He kept mumbling, his whole body shaking.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Lu Zhengyi let him hold his hand tightly and whispered softly, "It's okay, it's okay, everyone has to go through this, it's okay."

Looking at the person on the hospital bed, the fat, smiling and greasy look of Zhang Yu when he first met him came to his mind.

What struck me again was that after he became ill, his face began to look angular.

Until now, there was this man lying on the bed with a skinny face and almost no color.

(End of this chapter)