After being dumped by the diva, I was picked up by her arch-enemy.

The video of the founding of the nation completely ignited the emotions of the entire internet.

This is no longer just ordinary entertainment gossip.

This is a social storm concerning survival and human life.

Within just two hours of the video being released.

On various social media platforms, hundreds and thousands of patients with chronic myeloid leukemia and their families have come forward.

They broke their silence.

A little girl wearing a woolen hat, whose hair had fallen out due to chemotherapy, raised her paintbrush to the camera. Her voice was childish but heartbreaking.

"Uncle and Auntie, I don't want to lose my hair. I want to go to school. The school I drew is so beautiful."

A man in his fifties squatted in the hospital corridor, his calloused hands gripping his hair tightly, and he broke down in tears in front of the camera.

"The medicine is too expensive, I really can't borrow any more money, I can only watch my wife die... I'm so sorry to her!"

A young mother, the camera pans across the mountain of empty medicine bottles in her home, each one once a priceless hope.

"To buy genuine medicine, I sold our marital home. Now I live in a basement with my child. We're trying to survive, what did we do wrong?"

The real suffering is far more shocking than what you see in movie trailers.

Countless netizens were chilled to the bone and their eyes welled up with tears.

"I can't bear to read any further, it's too tragic. Every word feels like a knife cutting into my heart."

"I used to think that this kind of thing was far away from me, but now I realize that for ordinary people, the only thing that separates them from bankruptcy is a serious illness."

"Jiang Yichen isn't filming a movie; he's depicting a bloody reality!"

"Why is this movie being blocked from censorship?! Why can't it be shown?! Aren't their lives lives too?!"

The public outrage, mixed with the blood and tears of countless people, burned directly at the review department with unprecedented force.

.........

Beijing, State Administration of Radio, Film and Television.

Director's Office.

Director Li sat behind his desk, his face ashen.

What lay before him was a report on online public opinion, hastily printed by his secretary.

The astronomical number of reposts and comments above, along with those blood-red "explosive" characters, stung his eyes.

He tapped the table heavily with his fingers, making a "thump-thump" sound, revealing his extreme unease.

"The netizens are reacting very strongly."

The secretary stood to the side, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, and cautiously replied, "Yes, Director, public opinion is completely out of control. Weibo's servers have crashed several times. This movie, called 'Dying to Survive,' is currently being held back by the censors."

"What's the reason?"

"They say the subject matter is sensitive and will trigger negative social emotions."

Upon hearing this, Director Li laughed in anger, his voice carrying a hint of icy fury.

"Sensitive subject matter? Negative sentiment?"

"The difficulties people face in accessing medical care and the high cost of medicine are issues of national importance and people's livelihood!"

Our department's responsibility is to guide and serve, not to bury our heads in the sand and pretend to be blind!

The problem is there; will it disappear on its own if we don't allow it to be discussed?

He suddenly stood up and paced around the office.

"Go, bring up the finished product." His tone was decisive. "I want to see what kind of monsters and demons this movie, which has caused such a stir, actually depicts!"

After half an hour.

In the small screening room of the director's office.

Director Li sat alone on the sofa, watching the large screen intently.

He originally thought it was just an ordinary commercial film, using the guise of medicine to stir up emotions and grab attention.

But as the story unfolds, he realizes he was wrong, terribly wrong.

The film begins with Cheng Yong selling Indian herbal oil. His slickness, cunning, and the shrewdness of a lowly person make Director Li frown slightly.

But as the plot unfolds, Cheng Yong begins to change. When he is questioned by Cao Bin at the police station about why he sold fake medicine, Cheng Yong shouts out these words with red eyes.

"I just wanted to save people!"

"He's only twenty years old. He wants to live. What crime has he committed!"

"What did I do wrong!"

"Bang!" Director Li's hand clenched into a fist, his knuckles turning white from the force.

When I saw Lü Shouyi cut his wrists in the middle of the night to end his life so as not to burden his family, I was deeply moved.

In an attempt to distract the police, Huang Mao resolutely drove his truck away, ultimately dying tragically in the accident.

Director Li closed his eyes, feeling an immense grief grip his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

His chest heaved violently.

When they saw the scene of Cheng Yong being sent off along the ten-mile-long street, countless patients wearing masks spontaneously stood on both sides of the street, watching Cheng Yong's prison van slowly drive away.

They took off their masks, revealing faces that were either pale or haggard, but all filled with gratitude.

In the most silent way, they expressed their deepest respect for this "medicine god".

Director Li took off his reading glasses; his vision was already blurred. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his moist eyes.

The movie ended, and the end credits song began to play.

The screening room was eerily quiet.

Director Li leaned back on the sofa, remaining silent for a long time, as if still immersed in the immense aftereffects of the experience.

The secretary stood to the side, even holding her breath, carefully observing the director's expression.

a long time.

Director Li let out a long breath, a breath that contained compassion, anger, and resolve.

He put his reading glasses back on, and his eyes became incredibly sharp and determined.

"A good movie."

"This is truly a rare gem of a movie!"

Director Li stood up, straightened his back, and spoke in a tone that left no room for doubt.

"Who says sensitive topics can't be approved?"

"This film has a profound message, directly addresses social issues, and is full of humanistic concern! This is what Chinese films should be like!"

He turned to look at his secretary, his voice suddenly rising, carrying the force of thunder.

"Notify those people in the review department! Tell them that if they ever again engage in this kind of incompetent behavior, treat people's livelihoods like a joke, or try to cover things up, they're fired!"

"Immediately! Right now! Issue a public screening license to 'Dying to Survive'!"

"Not only must it pass censorship, but it must be done without any cuts!"

"Also, notify everyone to give it the green light, handle this as a special case, and give me their full support for scheduling!"

The secretary was startled by this imposing aura, and then a surge of passion welled up inside him. He nodded vigorously.

"Yes, Chief! I'll take care of it right away!"

3 PM.

Private box at the Qilin Theater in the capital.

Chen Hao paced anxiously back and forth in the private room, his phone burning hot from gripping it so tightly.

Suddenly, the cell phone rang shrilly.

After listening to a couple of sentences, he suddenly jumped up from the spot.

"Passed!"

"We passed! We passed, Brother Chen!"

Chen Hao was so excited that he was incoherent, gesturing wildly, and his face turned bright red.

"The State Administration of Radio, Film and Television issued the approval directly, without any cuts, the entire film passed! And... and I heard it was Director Li of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television who personally approved it, making it a special case!"

Jiang Yichen put down his teacup.

He remained calm, picked up his phone from the table, and dialed Gu Ruanxing's number.

"Miss Gu, notify the publicity department."

"Dying to Survive" has been officially scheduled for release.