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Eighty-five year old Jin Baozhu lay in a bed in a nursing home without sadness or joy, with the medical staff constantly passing by and the machines making ear-piercing screeching noises. Past events flashed before her eyes like a walking lantern. Her father, who pointed his nose at her and called her shameless, died without taking a breath. Her mother, who cried herself blind and wouldn't let her wear mourning even when she was dying. There is also that from her stomach crawled out, to death did not recognize her child. ...... She this...