The hospital was crowded.

Looking at the bustling crowd, Ge Zheng couldn't help but sigh: "The money from the hospital is really easy to make."

A severe cold made him dizzy and he had to take a day off today.

I asked for a day off for 200 yuan and a full attendance award was gone, and the salary of more than 100 yuan was gone.

The inspection fee and medical expenses are about 100 yuan in total. He lost more than 400 yuan today. His monthly salary is only about 4,000 yuan, and he spent about one tenth of his money a day. How can he not feel sorry for him?

After taking two boxes of common cold medicine, Ge Zheng left the hospital.

A severe cold and super high body temperature made his thinking much slower.

He felt his head groggy while riding an electric bike.

People come and go on the roadside, and vehicles pass by.

On a small road, there were many vendors setting up stalls on the roadside, selling vegetables and fruits. Ge Zheng carefully rode an electric bike, for fear of meeting the vendors on the roadside.

"Do you want potatoes for a young man? It costs 80 cents per pound."

"Watermelon is cheaper, one pound of five per pound."

Ge Zheng slowed down his car and wondered whether to buy some potatoes? With his little income, he could only afford cheap vegetables such as potatoes, and only bought fruits and other things occasionally.

Ge Zheng, who is twenty-five years old, is not wealthy, and can even be said to be a little poor. His parents are old and can only plant a few acres of thin fields at home. He can only earn a few thousand yuan a year.

He is not handsome and has no money, so naturally no girl is willing to fall in love with him, so Ge ​​Zheng, who is already 25 years old, is still single.

Sometimes he also wanted to quit his job to do some small business or do other things, but in the end he gave up these ideas, and a stable job seemed to be his only way out.

The income of more than 4,000 yuan a month seems to be enough, but the rent is more than 300 yuan, and the water and electricity bills are almost fifty or sixty yuan. Ge Zheng was breathless due to various expenses.

He also tried to do part-time jobs or other money-making things, but none of these could change his destiny. He was still the ordinary Ge Zheng.

After buying three pounds of potatoes and more than one pound of green peppers from the vendor, Ge Zheng rode on the electric bike again and prepared to leave here.

At this moment, a rapid engine sound came.

Ge Zheng hurriedly dodged to the side of the road, but he was still a little slower. The car passed by his electric car and he fell to the ground hard.

Ge Zheng knew this car. It was a Ferrari. He didn't know the specific price, but it was very expensive. He probably couldn't afford it in his life.

Seeing the long mark on the Ferrari being cut by his electric car, Ge Zheng was silent and at a loss.

The car stopped and walked out of the car a woman stepped on the sky and put on heavy makeup.

"Can you ride a bike? You don't have eyes, and you're looking for death?"

The woman cursed her as soon as she got off the car, which made Ge Zheng even more nervous.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

In fact, Ge Zheng was not blamed for this matter at all, but he had to apologize because he couldn't afford to pay the money and even more so he couldn't afford to offend this woman.

"I'm sorry, it's over. Do you know how much it costs to repair this seal? I'm going to say that this society is so crowded because of too many people. You are still rubbish like this.

It's better to die."

The woman's words were unbearable, which made Ge Zheng want to get angry, but he couldn't afford to offend this woman, so he could only endure it and apologize constantly.

"Living garbage like you is a waste of resources."

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Ge Zheng lowered his head, bent down, put his posture to the lowest point, and kept apologizing.

"Apart from being sorry, will you say anything else? Let me tell you, it's useless to apologize today. If you shave my car, you have to pay for it."

"Miss, you're too much. This young man has been apologizing. Besides, he doesn't blame him for saying this. Why do you want to lose money?" An old man selling vegetables couldn't stand it anymore and stood up and said.

"Hey, I'm immortal, what's wrong with you? What are you involved in?" The woman was aggressive and didn't know what respecting the elderly and loving the young.

"Oh, girl, I said there are cameras on this road. The speed limit is 20. You have speeded just now." The old man was not afraid of this woman.

"You have the final say on whether you speed or not. Are you a speedometer? Tell you that you are immortal, you'd better stay away from me, otherwise you'll be thrown away today!"

"Uncle, thank you for your help. You should stay away from me. I'll just pay him some money." Ge Zheng didn't want to implicate others.

"Lost money? What money? The young man told you that you can't give in when you meet such a person. I was from the traffic police team before I retired, and she was definitely speeding just now."

The woman kept talking swearing after getting off the car, and a deep sense of humiliation enveloped Ge Zheng, but he had no choice but to apologize continuously.

"Girl, I advise you to leave early. When the traffic police team arrives later, maybe you will have to pay the young man more. Look, you have scratched the person's body, at least you have to pay a hundred and eighty yuan."

The woman felt a little guilty. She knew that she was speeding just now. If someone from the traffic police team came, she would probably have to pay her money as the old man said.

"You two are waiting for me, this matter is not over." After saying a harsh words, the woman left.

"Young man, don't be afraid when you meet such a person in the future. The law will protect us. She was speeding just now, why are you apologizing for?

"Thank you, uncle, but I really can't afford to offend such a person. If it weren't for you today, I'm afraid I'd have to pay the money."

The old man waved his hand and said, "It's okay, young man, clean up and go home quickly."

Put the vegetables scattered on the ground into the basket of the electric car, and Ge Zheng left here.

When he was riding an electric bike on the road, Ge Zheng felt humiliated in his heart.

Garbage, waste, and living is also a waste of resources. A woman's swear words kept hovering in his mind and could not be dissipated.

It’s obviously someone else’s fault, why should you apologize yourself?

Why should I be inferior to others when I was born as a human being?

Why should I move forward humbly if I survive in the world?

I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't accept it, but Ge Zheng could only shout these words in his heart. Reality is like a mountain, which makes him breathless.

You cannot fight for your destiny, you can only move forward humbly.

Sometimes I really feel that I am very tired of living, so I might as well die.

But thinking about his elderly parents, he could only muster up the courage to live.

"Hey, young man, I see your Yin Tang is black,

Everything is not going well recently?"

While passing by a small road, I was just stopped by a fortune teller.

I really didn't want to pay attention to it, but thinking about what happened recently, he stopped.

"What advice does the master have?"

"Young man, it seems that you may not be very happy recently. I have a fortune talisman here, and there is a monk from Lingyin Temple to enlighten me. It only costs 300 yuan. When you go back, you only need to send your clothes with warm water, which will make you full of luck."

"It's too expensive to afford it, goodbye." After saying that, Ge Zheng turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey hey, young man, don't rush to leave. This talisman is only sold to those who are destined. I think you are the one who is destined to be. Let's do this. I'll give you a 10% discount for thirty yuan, and you can take this talisman away."

Ge Zheng, who was depressed, was amused by this man. He knew that this man was a complete liar, but it didn't matter. He could still afford thirty yuan, so he just thought it was just buying a psychological comfort.

No one can see behind this fortune teller, a pair of empty eyes staring at Ge Zheng, making an inaudible sound: Ge Zheng, 25 years old, his life is over, I will find your soul tonight.

After buying the transfer talisman for thirty yuan, Ge Zheng rode his bike back to his rental house.

After taking cold medicine and antipyretics, Ge Zheng became even more sleepy and fell asleep slowly while lying on the bed.

When the strong sense of hunger woke Ge Zheng up from his sleep, it was already past 5 pm.

He fryed a portion of green pepper shredded potatoes by himself. After eating two bowls of white rice, Ge Zheng lay on the bed again.

At this time, Ge Zheng remembered the transfer talisman. The yellow talisman paper outlined red lines, and the curved lines could not be seen.

Do you really want to eat this thing into your stomach? Ge Zheng hesitated a little.

Although he has a low level of education, he also knows that cinnabar has a lot of lead and mercury, and taking it regularly will cause heavy metal poisoning.

But nowadays, people use red ink instead of cinnabar?

Even if it is real cinnabar, it will not have any effect if it is taken once occasionally, right?

Well, Ge Zheng comforted himself from the bottom of his heart. After hesitating for a few minutes, he looked at the half cup of warm water left after taking the cold medicine, and took the fortune talisman into his stomach.

After watching the news on his mobile phone for a while, under the influence of antipyretics, a strong sense of sleepiness enveloped Ge Zheng again, and soon he fell asleep.

When Ge Zheng woke up again, it was already past eleven o'clock at night, and the violent abdomen made him sweat like rain.

The pain came one after another, and beads of sweat as big as beans kept rolling down his forehead.

He struggled to stand up from the bed and go to the hospital to see what was going on, but the severe pain made it unable to stand.

The fortune teller was indeed drawn from cinnabar, and if he only had so little cinnabar, it would not have any effect, so the fortune teller dared to sell the fortune teller so boldly.

But what I never expected was that the cinnabar on the transport talisman would produce a series of chemical reactions in the cold medicine taken by kimono, turning into a death-induced poison.

Ge Zheng, 25 years old, was born on May 29, 1994, died on July 3, 2019. His life was over and he died of poisoning.

After a robot-like voice came into Ge Zheng's mind, he felt the pain in his abdomen suddenly stopped, making him much more relaxed.
Chapter completed!