Ye Wufu is a very dishonest person. He listens to half of what the guard police say and violates half of it. Why do you say that? He thought that in his spare time he could still write the kind of Y books that would make him money in the future, but he would not copy them while in prison or before being released from prison, and would not show them to the inmates, leaving only the first draft. Even if the inmates read the beautifully revised first draft, they can't see it clearly, so naturally they won't read it. There will be no bad influence, and the guarding police will not interfere with such nosy matters, and he will be happy and at ease.
But the good times didn't last long. Ye Wufu, who secretly wrote Y letters every day when he had free time, suddenly suffered from eye disease on a stormy night and suffered from severe pain. It happened that the prison doctor was on leave and was away from the prison. This delayed until the next morning. Both eyes were blinded by pain.
The prison sent him to the hospital in a special car for emergency treatment. The doctor in charge of the ophthalmology department examined him and found that not only were his pupils no longer shiny, but they had turned into two mounds of pus, looking like the eyes of a dead fish that had been fried in a pan. Necrotic paleness.
The doctor in charge asked him if he had any eye problems before, and he said never. While talking, he kept scratching it with his hands. It turned out that he also had malignant sores on his hands. He said that this symptom had been present for some time, but it was not very severe at first, and now it is getting worse.
The doctor in charge told the policeman who sent Ye Wufulai to the hospital that his eye disease was incurable. If his pupils were not clear, he could still be saved, but now that he encountered this extremely rare situation, I am afraid that no hospital could do anything about it. But the malignant sores on his hands could be looked at by a dermatologist.
The police guard took Ye Wufu, who was already blind, to a dermatology department and asked if it could be cured. The doctor said it was difficult to say because his type of malignant sores were rare. Most patients only had a few sores on their hands, either on the back of the hand or on the palm of the hand. , but the backs of his palms are covered with sores and they are rotting away.
When asking for a prescription, the doctor knew that he was a detainee in the prison, so he asked the guarding policeman, "Have you allowed this kind of person to be exposed to toxic substances that he should not be exposed to during labor reform?"
No. The guard police said that he did not participate in stupid and dirty manual labor like other prisoners, but edited a newspaper inside the prison, so he should not be infected. The doctor didn't ask any more questions and just prescribed some ointment for Ye Wufu to use on malignant sores.
The guarding policeman took him back to the prison and saw that his eyes were blind and his hands were rotten. He was basically a useless person who could only eat free food. He could not edit newspapers and could not do other things. There was a kind of burden on people. and feeling pressure, it was suggested to the prison to apply for medical parole for him. This is equivalent to early release.
The guarding policeman was trying to ventilate him, but on the fourth night after Ye Wufu returned from the hospital to the prison, he died strangely. His fingers with malignant sores were entangled and clasped together, as if he died from a spasm. After forensic examination, he had no internal or external injuries, and homicide or suicide was ruled out, indicating that he died violently. Eye diseases and malignant sores on the body usually do not cause death. His death became a mystery that was unexplainable.
When Tian Miyue, who felt particularly unwell in her lower body, visited the prison again, she heard that Ye Wufu had died of illness a few days ago and that his body had been cremated. Since no relatives attended the funeral to claim the deceased's ashes, the ashes were still placed in a funeral parlor in the southern suburbs of the county.
This unexpected honeymoon, she thought: This is terrible, the love debt she owed him 500 lives ago cannot be repaid in this life, cannot be repaid, will Ye Wufu's alaya consciousness forgive her? If you can't forgive, the lump in your vagina will not only not disappear on its own, but may also grow in size and deteriorate into a tumor filled with cancer cells, then you will be completely doomed.
When the police guard saw her visiting the prison many times, he thought she was some relative or girlfriend of Ye Wufu, so he blamed her and asked, "Why didn't you come to stay with Ye Wufu for a whole day when he was sick?"
Tian Miyue said, I don’t know at all. He also lowered his head, made a slight ouch sound, and pretended to be in pain, saying that I was also a patient.
The guarding policeman looked at her with disbelief and said that since you are here, go to the funeral home and take away Ye Wufu's ashes!
Tian Miyue didn't nod, nor did she say no. She thought to herself: Why should I take away Ye Wufu's ashes? It should be said that he has nothing to do with me. The reason why I often come to visit him in prison is because I want to repay the debt I owed him 500 lives ago, so that I can eliminate my sins and alleviate my illness. But now that he is dead, I can't repay his debt of love, so why should I take his ashes? Meaningless.
Seeing her hesitation and unable to guess what she was worried about, the guard police urged, "Xiaotian, if you go to pick up the urn, our prison will arrange a car to take you to the funeral parlor."
I won't go for the time being. I want to go back and discuss it with my family. Tian Miyue said, and was about to leave, muttering in her heart: This is none of my business.
do you know? When Ye Wufu was ill, our prison paid for him to go to the hospital; after he passed away, we paid for funeral expenses; now his ashes are stored in the funeral parlor, and we have to pay a storage fee of 10 yuan a day.
The guarding policeman stood in front of Tian Miyue and emphasized that the custody fee was paid in advance by our prison and would eventually be credited to his relatives' accounts. Since you are his relative, if you don’t take away the urn, you will be charged an extra day for keeping it in the funeral parlor for one more day!
I am not a relative of his and have nothing to do with him. When Tian Miyue said this, she felt that the weight on her lower body was swelling and aching.
The guarding policeman didn't quite believe what he said and thought: If it doesn't matter, why do he come to the prison to visit Ye Wufu so often? He didn't ask. Seeing that she was leaving, he asked Tian Miyue to give him her mobile phone number. Tian Miyue refused and said that if you don't believe what I said, you can ask.
The guarding police officer suddenly remembered that Tian Miyue not only had nothing to do with Ye Wufu, but she was also a victim. Ye Wufu was arrested because he was accused of raping and robbing Tian Miyue. But the guarding policeman still couldn't figure out why Tian Miyue came to visit him so often since Ye Wufu was such a heinous guy. Is this just out of a so-called noble humanitarianism?
After Tian Miyue left the prison, he did not go home. He went directly to the home where his father owned a pawnshop in Jiu Sai Xin. When he saw his mother, Mai Yaxiang, he hugged her and cried.
Mai Yaxiang didn't know why, but she patted her daughter on the back and asked, what happened? Tian Miyue seemed to have not cried enough, so she cried for a while, then took a handkerchief that Mai Yaxiang brought to wipe her tears, wiped it herself, and said sadly, Mom - Ye Wufu is dead.
What? Mai Yaxiang didn't believe her ears and looked at her with wide eyes and asked.
Ye Wufu died in prison and was cremated. Tian Miyue said and lowered her head again. This was not because she was sad, but because she was worried that her lower body discomfort would be aggravated by Ye Wufu's death.
how? Tian Jindou, who had been standing in the pawn shop aisle and stared inside, also heard what Tian Miyue said, so he walked in and stared at Tian Miyue as if to confirm.
dad. Ye Wufu is really dead. Tian Miyue didn't cry anymore, but there was an obvious tear stain around her eyes.
At this time, her parents asked one after another how she died. Tian Miyue said that she died of illness. She didn't pay attention to ask the police guard, so she didn't know.
