Pay 99 yuan: create a mysterious funeral for you

Chapter 120
When Yan Xiao saw the call from the boss on the screen of the mobile phone, he couldn't help being refreshed. The student who seemed to be checking his homework hurriedly answered the phone nervously.

Breathing is a little bit tight.

"Hello? Mr. Wang, hello!"

After the call was connected, Yan Xiao greeted him very skillfully.

From the other end came a middle-aged man's voice, which seemed a little angry:

"Xiao Yan, why didn't I see you in the office? Where did you go? Didn't I ask you to work overtime for the report on NT Company? Why didn't I see you before I got off work?"

"Mr. Wang, I reported to you this morning. I took an afternoon off today. I don't feel well these days. I need to go to the hospital for further examination."

Faced with the boss's angry accusations, Yan Xiao kept reminding him softly.

Although Mr. Wang forgot to ask for leave, his behavior seemed like he had done something wrong.

Hearing what Yan Xiao said, the attitude on the other end of the phone eased a bit, but the voice was still cold:

"I remember you asked for leave just two days ago, right? You young people, you have to ask for leave for serious things. You also ask for leave, and you also ask for leave. Do you still want to do the work? How can the company operate like you? go down?"

"Well, I will try my best to avoid asking for leave! I went to the hospital for an examination two days ago, and the examination report came out today, and the hospital notified me to go and pick it up."

Yan Xiao suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and said respectfully.

Today is obviously Saturday, and I still have to ask for a day off!
You even have to speak respectfully to your boss like a grandson.

The pressure of life forced Yan Xiao to dare not speak out.

I originally agreed to work on weekends when I joined the company, but since I joined the company, I have never stopped working overtime. As a result, I have been working for two full years and have not yet enjoyed the happiness of weekends. I work overtime every weekend, which can almost be said to be full of overtime. Year round!
However, the boss still felt that he did too little and the working hours were too short.

Overtly and secretly 'dialing' Yan Xiao, asking him to come early and leave late to work more overtime, weekends and weekends are all kinds of life-threatening serial calls!

Now the dark circles on Yan Xiao's face are numerous 'criminal evidence' of exploitation by the boss.

Although he felt very uncomfortable, Yan Xiao could only lower the bottom line again and again for this job.

There is no way, if you want to survive, you can only compromise.

Faced with the boss's eccentric tone, he ruthlessly blamed himself and urged work matters.

Yan Xiao replied calmly, with a respectful tone:
"Huh? Must it be finished within today? I don't seem to be in a hurry as I remember?"

"Uh, okay, I see."

"Then I will work overtime at night, don't worry!"

"Okay, that's nothing, I'll hang up first! You are busy!"

After agreeing to the unreasonable overtime request, he hung up the phone.

Yan Xiao is different from the old fritters who have been employed for many years in the company. After graduation, he worked hard outside for a few years, saved some money, learned relevant knowledge for a period of time, and finally squeezed into this investment company. He has just become a full-time employee. one year.

According to the words of the boss, it is a good time to work hard and study hard.

Therefore, even with the endless overtime, Yan Xiao endured it, thinking that if he stays in the company, he will definitely get better in the future.

"Ugh!"

After hanging up the phone, Yan Xiao felt very decadent.

Thinking of the text message to read the inspection report from the hospital, I quickly clicked on it.

There is a general indication of the condition, saying that it may require hospitalization or something.

The text message did not say what the specific condition was, and told me to go to the hospital to get a specific inspection report.

Thinking of this period of time, every night, I feel nauseated and uncomfortable symptoms.

Yan Xiao was even more convinced that he was sick.

If he couldn't bear it, he wouldn't ask for leave to see a doctor.

Holding the briefcase in his hand, he quickly took a taxi and went directly to the hospital.

10 minute later.

Qingyang County Hospital.

Yan Xiao had dark circles under his eyes, was wearing a black suit, white shirt, leather shoes, and a black briefcase in his hand.

With the vivid image of a professional beater, he walked slowly into the hospital.

I glanced at the function navigation in the lobby on the first floor, and determined the place to receive the medical examination form.

Before he got to the place to collect the medical examination form, he heard whimpering and crying from a distance, mixed with the special smell of medicine in the air, which made Yan Xiao frowned and felt a little sick.

In front of the window for receiving the checklist, an old man broke down in tears after receiving the checklist, as if he was crying about the injustice of life. His trembling old hands held the checklist, wishing to crush it, with ruthless cases engraved in black and white.

In this regard.

The staff let the old man be carried away with a helpless expression.

This checklist is like a trial book, it does not give people any chance to regret, the "mistakes" they have made in dealing with the body, will appear on this list with a corresponding causal relationship, no wonder others don't value themselves, no way.

The window staff continued to shout:

"Next person!"

Seeing the old man being dragged away, Yan Xiao felt even more sick to his stomach.

Very uncomfortable.

The bridge of the nose is even more chilly, as if inhaling some cool air, which is very strange.

Knowing that it was a psychological effect, Yan Xiao quickly adjusted his mentality, took out his phone and walked to the window:
"Hi, I'm here to pick up my checklist, here's my checkout code!"

"Okay, I'll scan you!"

The staff inside wore masks, couldn't see the expression clearly, and scanned the scanner up with numb eyes.

Then, a white list was printed out.

The staff didn't even look at it, and handed it to him directly:

"Here's your checklist, take it! Next!"

After receiving the checklist, Yan Xiao glanced subconsciously.

In black and white, clearly wrote his own inspection reports, case analysis, and treatment recommendations.

Suddenly, the brow trembled violently!
Looking at the four words that are particularly harsh on it: terminal cancer.

The corner of Yan Xiao's mouth twitched, and he didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly asked the window:
"Did I make a typo?"

"Hello, no! If you have any doubts about the test results, you can go to the doctor. There is a corresponding examiner on the list, and you can ask him to review it!"

The staff answered professionally, blocking what Yan Xiao wanted to argue.

You can only check the doctor according to the list, go to register, and ask.

After half an hour,

Yan Xiao walked out of the hospital with blank eyes.

Walking to the street, he paused, rubbed the inspection report in his hand, and threw it into the trash can.

He fumbled for a pack of crumpled cigarettes on his body, lit it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

He took a breath with a numb face.

As he breathed, gray smoke slowly emerged from his nostrils and dissipated into the air.

I was still thinking about what the doctor said to me.

"With active treatment, I can live for two more years!"

This sentence is like a curse, constantly reappearing in my mind.

He snuffed out the cigarette butt, his fingertips trembling, feeling the tingling pain of burning.

A nervous smile suddenly appeared on Yan Xiao's face:
"Heh, fuck it!"

Self-deprecating, desperate, sad, and numb.

(End of this chapter)