Pinkman became an addict and stimulated his parents. Therefore, after practicing the trumpet again, he was particularly strict with his younger brother, who grew up under the expectations of his parents.

Although the younger brother showed enough excellence, as long as Pinkman is a bad example, parents dare not relax at all to their younger brother.

It can even be said that as soon as you see your younger brother, your parents will think of Pinkman and see Pinkman's shadow in your younger brother.

Frank has seen photos of Pinkman when he was a child, and he is exactly the same as his younger brother Zhang, and he is definitely a real brother.

For Pinkman's parents, they were all for the good of their younger brother and for his future, for fear that he would go astray like his older brother.

However, they did not consider their younger brother's ideas and subconsciously ignored the child's own ideas.

My younger brother was in his early teens and should have run around outside, playing football or basketball with his friends, and enjoying a free childhood, but was under the care of his parents at home.

Even when making friends, your younger brother needs to be controlled by his parents. It can be imagined that his younger brother lives a very depressing life and is under great pressure.

There have been only a few ways to release stress from ancient times to the present, such as violence, women, alcohol and d products.

Among so many choices to vent stress, in order to maintain the image of his good child, the only choice is D products.

In Frank's opinion, this choice is still good, at least not extreme.

How many children in China are overwhelmed by their parents' pressure and finally choose extreme ways to end their lives.

Frank saw this hidden danger. He talked a lot with Pinkman's parents about this situation, but he didn't know if they could listen and whether they would make some changes.

"My brother... because of me..." Listening to Frank's words, Pinkman looked at the scenery flying past the window, feeling a little stunning.

Pinkman recalled the contact with my younger brother when he lived at home these days. Once, my younger brother did tell him that his parents never regarded him as his baby son. The person whom his parents often talked about was Pinkman.

This may be what my brother said in his heart, and he may have been envious of Pinkman.

If it weren't for Frank's analysis, Pinkman wouldn't have thought of it and noticed these details.

"Pinkman, even if the quality of that big m cigarette is very high, I believe that the big m cigarette is not yours..." Frank suddenly said while driving.

"Thank you." Pinkman came to his senses and looked at Frank and thanked him.

"You should have already thought about it now. D-type things are not good things. Stop it, whether it is for yourself or for the sake of actually loving your family." Frank said.

"..." Pinkman was speechless.

The two remained silent all the way, returned to Pinkman's house, and they started their "cohabitation" again.

The next day, Frank got up and saw Pinkman wearing a suit and tie, standing in front of the mirror and wearing a tie.

"What are you going to do? Blind date?" Frank asked in surprise.

"No, it's going to the interview," Pinkman said.

"Interview?" Frank's action of pouring coffee paused.

Frank saw a piece of paper on the table and picked it up casually. It was a resume, but the resume was very simple and had almost no content.

After Pinkman dropped out of school, he had never worked. He just hangs out on the street and sells medicine with others. This experience is obviously impossible to write on his resume.

"Hey!" Pinkman noticed Frank's resume with his eyes and quickly snatched it.

"The resume is something that makes people read, what's so embarrassing?" Frank said.

"How old is that I can't even tie my tie..." Frank said, helping Pinkman tie his tie and tidy up his collar.

"What job are you going to find?" Frank asked.

"Sales, I still have some work experience in this regard..." Pinkman said.

He used to work with others in pharmaceutical sales, and he has always been in charge of the sales process, so he has sales experience.

After chatting for a few words, Pinkman left home and didn't even eat breakfast.

Pinkman really plans to change his mind and become a new person, want to find a job and be a down-to-earth ordinary person.

But looking at Pinkman's back as he left, Frank couldn't help but shake his head.

Nowadays, it is not so easy to find a job, especially Pinkman, who has no education, no work experience, and no resources and connections.

After dark that day, Pinkman returned home, and without saying anything to Frank, he pulled off his tie and threw it on the sofa, went upstairs and returned to his room.

Frank could tell at a glance that Pinkman's day was very unsuccessful and he must have encountered obstacles everywhere.

This has happened for several days, and Pinkman's enthusiasm for finding a job is fading.

Frank has not been paying attention to Pinkman for the time being.

Because Little White asked him to talk about Walter's affairs.

"I don't understand what happened to him. He obviously had cancer, but he seemed to be nothing happened. Nothing happened. He was even going to work as usual and correcting homework for students..."

"And he didn't want treatment at all. I couldn't believe that he wanted to die like that..." Little White said excitedly in the car.

Walter and Skyler looked for many doctors to check Walter's condition. The doctor proposed a treatment plan, but Walter did not want to treat it.

Little White couldn't understand Walter's thoughts and felt angry, so he asked Frank, who was a friend of Ji's father, for help.

"Your father must have his own ideas. It's okay, kid, take good care of your mother. I will have a good chat with your father..." Frank comforted.

After sending Little White home, Frank and Walter bought a lot of wine and found a place to drink it.

"Little White said, can your disease be cured?" Frank asked.

"Skyler found an expert professor, saying that he was one of the top ten doctors in the country, specializing in treating tumors and cancer."

"What is non-small cell adenocarcinoma stage 3, cancer cells spread from the lungs to the lymphatic tissue. The professor Brabra said a lot, just like the diagnosis of other doctors." Walter took a sip of wine.

"So, can this expert treat it?" Frank asked.

"According to the doctor's words, it is 'can be treated', and a plan is proposed to do radiotherapy and chemotherapy together, which is said to not only prolong life, but also relieve the condition. But the premise of all this is that if you are lucky enough, if you are not lucky, just like in other hospitals, you will just barely survive."
Chapter completed!