Chapter 201 Qingtian Hospital, cures all diseases!
Chapter 201 Qingtian Hospital, cures all diseases!
Xu Zhijun's mother has been ill for a long time and suffers from a variety of basic diseases. She can only do her best and know her destiny. It would be nice to be able to breathe a sigh of relief.
The way back to the dormitory was not far away. Xu Zhijun stayed in his small room, sitting on a chair in a daze.
It wasn't just about his mother, he was thinking about the unfinished pig's trotters.
The pig's trotters are shiny and shiny.
My mouth was filled with saliva as I thought about it, and I kept swallowing my saliva.
But reason told him that everything Li Qingshan said was right.
Xu Zhijun's facial muscles are stiff and he can't actually make many expressions.
The more I think about pig trotters, the more despair I feel, feeling that I can do nothing and accomplish nothing.
"How long has it been, and I'm still thinking about pig's trotters!" He scolded himself fiercely.
People are born, old, sick and die, and the natural cycle is also a natural law, but when it is really your turn, it is like a person drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or cold.
His mother was about to die, and he himself... was in equally bad shape.
Affected by the power of the blood demon, he will have the desire to eat gluttony all the time. As long as he doesn't eat, he will be in extreme pain.
This kind of pain not only affects the body, but also goes deep into the soul. According to the internal evaluation of the organization, he still has the possibility of turning into a glutton. At present, he is just jumping repeatedly on the edge of danger.
What makes him feel even more painful is that he is currently accomplishing nothing.
As a child growing up in a single-parent family, his mother has high expectations for him and has been very strict in his education since childhood.
"Mom can only rely on you from now on."
But people always have some rebellious psychology. The stricter the education, the more rebellious they become.
Xu Zhijun's academic performance was not very good since he was a child. After graduating from high school, he served as a soldier for a few years. After retiring, he just found a job as a security guard to make a living. At that time, he just wanted to lie down and have enough to eat for the whole family. It was really comfortable.
To the extreme.
Later, my mother suddenly fell ill, and I no longer had the strength to say "Mom can only rely on you from now on."
But as a son, he can't even pay for medical expenses, so what's the use of improvising efforts? Pies will not fall from the sky, and even if there is pie, it will only come to those who are prepared.
In the end, he was very "lucky" or "unlucky" and became a sober "glutton." Because of his extremely high research value, the black-clothed guard paid a large sum of money to advance his mother.
medical expenses.
But whether it can be cured or not is still unclear, and he still achieved nothing in the end...
He couldn't even overcome his desire to eat.
"Still thinking about that damn pig's trotter! Still thinking, still thinking!" Xu Zhijun punched himself in the temple.
This punch was so powerful that it made him dizzy.
Under the severe pain, the desire to eat was slightly restrained.
This feeling of powerlessness in facing the abyss and being unable to see the road ahead is also the truth of his psychological fragility.
"Go to bed early." He said to himself.
Suddenly, Xu Zhijun heard a series of slight "squeaking" sounds. He stood up and saw that there were several newborn mice stuck to the mouse sticky board under the cabinet.
The temporary base in the small county town originally had few people and the sanitary conditions were quite average. Recently, due to the large allocation of materials and the increase in population, there has also been a rat disaster.
Several newly born mice were only as big as a thumb. The plate stuck the mice tightly, and the mice kept rolling and struggling, but their fur was shed, and their flesh and blood were blurred.
Xu Zhijun sighed, stood up, and threw the little mice that struggled to peel off their skin into the trash can.
The little mouse was still breathing, exuding heat, and kept struggling on the sticky board.
He suddenly felt that he was very similar to this litter of newborn mice. He could not see any hope in his whole life. Apart from struggling, he could only keep struggling. When he was too lazy to struggle, it was equivalent to death.
…
Just thinking about it, my nose felt sour and I shed some tears.
Then he started to laugh at himself again, what a useless person.
Having a black guard help pay for my mother's medical expenses is already a very good result. What else do you want? What is there to cry about? There are so many poor people in the world, and I am not the most pitiful.
As for my body...it's good to be alive.
He still understands the principle that it is better to live than to die.
At this moment, suddenly, he saw an advertising poster posted on the elevator door, with eight characters written on it: "Qingtian Hospital, cures all diseases!"
There is a small advertisement posted in the Black Guard's internal base?
If you are a normal person, you will quickly realize that there is something fishy about it.
Although this base is old, it is still considered an internal organization. How can anyone come in and post small advertisements?
But Xu Zhijun's intelligence was not high, and it was difficult for him to understand the logical relationship. Under the influence of a mysterious force, he even read this sentence out loud: "Qingtian Hospital can cure all diseases!"
"Qingtian Hospital can cure all diseases!"
This mysterious force acted on his mind and interfered with his consciousness.
Xu Zhijun stepped forward and wanted to step into this door, but suddenly he stopped again.
Because he thought of his superior, Chen Xinyi, no matter what actions he took, he had to report to Ms. Chen. Even if he went to the hospital to visit his mother, someone had to accompany him!
After all, Xu Zhijun is a bit "dangerous" and must be looked after by someone.
Instead of choosing the more serious and old-fashioned Li Qingshan, it would be better to let the socially awkward Chen Xinyi restrain him.
As for Xu Zhijun, he is considered a retired soldier and has no problems with his personal character. In most cases, he is still very obedient.
He excitedly knocked on the door of Chen Xinyi's room: "Qingtian Hospital, cures all diseases!"
"Qingtian Hospital can cure all diseases! My mother... is saved!" He shouted excitedly while holding the advertisement flyer.
"what are you talking about……"
Chen Xinyi was playing with her mobile phone there and glanced at the advertisement.
I thought it was a short composition I picked up somewhere.
Suddenly he said angrily: "Can you believe this thing? It's fake. I know you are under a lot of pressure, but there is no hospital that can cure all diseases... By the way, reporting to me is the right thing to do.
You did a good job in this regard."
"Qingtian Hospital! Cure all diseases!" Xu Zhijun still shouted excitedly, and the whole building could hear his loud voice.
"Right there, right there!"
Chen Xinyi glanced at it, wasn't it just an ordinary elevator room?
She could only think that Xu Zhijun was mentally ill, and kindly comforted him: "Okay, I'll go with you to have a look, so that you can give up."
"That's the elevator we came up from, not a hospital!"
