After wearing the book, I made the villains cry

Chapter 121 Don't Lose and Never Forget (Fifty)
An He came to J City after a while.

From the college to J City, one-fifth of his money was spent on travel expenses and expenses on the way.

When they arrived in J City, An He was even more unfamiliar with the place. As a cyborg, he was really a "child who jumped out of the cracks in the rocks". He had no relatives or reasons, and he was the only one he could rely on in the world.

The terminal of the bus to J City is near the Central Hospital of J City.

An He has an instinctive rejection of the hospital, and also has a sense of fear when seeing a doctor in a white doctor's gown.

There is no way, the word "doctor" can only evoke memories in An He's mind, only the humiliation brought about by pain, plunder and injustice.

But wandering around the hospital for a day, he had an unexpected harvest.

Most people in this city are still living a peaceful life, and they have to experience normal birth, old age, sickness and death. People still go to the hospital to see a doctor when they are sick.

An He found that some people frequently commute between the hospital and a nearby community during the day.

After inquiring, he learned:

In this community, because it is very close to the central hospital, there are many family members of patients from other places. They cannot live in the hospital at night to accompany and take care of the patients, but can only live outside the hospital.

But the cost of hotels is very high, and most people can't afford to live in hotels, so some landlords in this community came up with the idea of ​​breaking up their houses into several small compartments, specially providing them to these cash-strapped out-of-towners Family members of patients, for temporary rest and accommodation.

An He went over and asked, the rent was very cheap, and with the money left in his hand, he could still last for more than half a year.

By the way, the landlord also told him:

The rent in this place may be the cheapest in J city.

An He made a quick decision, rented one of the small rooms, and paid half a year's rent.

Now, the living problem is finally solved.

Although the environment is unsatisfactory, there is no kitchen, and the bathrooms are shared, but An He is used to living a collective life in the "college", and An He also feels that all this can be tolerated.

Another point is very important, that is:

The landlord of this house knew that he was a cyborg, but he did not show dislike or contempt for him. Instead, he offered to give him a month's rent as a gift.That is to say, although An He has paid six months' rent, he can live there for seven months.

An He refused at first. Although he didn't like being despised because he was a biochemical human, he also didn't want to be pitied for the same reason.

Landlord says:
"It has nothing to do with whether you are a human or a cyborg...I take care of you because if my son is still alive, he will be your age. I just see people and hope you can understand a lost child father's mood."

Then with a sigh:

"In this world, what is the difference between a powerless and powerless ordinary human being and a cyborg? Don't you still have to work hard to earn a living?"

After talking, An He learned about the sadness of the old landlord.

The landlord had a son in his later years, the only son in his life, who was born before the nuclear winter. Fortunately, after the nuclear war, he did not suffer from the sequelae of nuclear radiation, and he was healthy until his death.

The cause of his death was: myocardial infarction caused by excessive overtime work, as the saying goes, "death from overwork".

"I can't help it. Although my son is in good health, as a father, I have held him back. I am in poor health, so my son can only work hard to earn medical expenses for me. He has to work three jobs a day. At the busiest time, I can only squint for two hours a day, and then I have to go to work again... As a result, my healthy body was ruined. Hey, let’s stop talking, young man, you just Stay at ease, although the conditions here are mediocre, it can guarantee shelter from wind and rain, if you have any difficulties, just tell uncle."

After An He thanked the landlord, he left the rental house and went to the street to find a job.

Meeting a kind and generous landlord seems to have used up all of An He's good luck.

In the next process of job hunting, no matter how hard he tried to sell himself, as soon as the other party heard him say that he was a biochemical person, they rejected him with various excuses:

"Sorry, we just filled up here."

"Our boss doesn't like cyborgs very much, so..."

"What? You are a cyborg? Then you have been donated five times? That won't work, we have a lot of labor here, heavy physical work, I guess you can't do it."

"Please look for opportunities elsewhere. Our priority is to recruit ordinary humans. I will leave your resume. If there is a vacancy in the future, I will contact you again."

He couldn't lie about being human to get a job offer.

Because, thanks to the "Biochemical Human Self-discipline Management Law" introduced by Leng Wenxie, almost all public places in J City have installed biometric detectors, and he can enter any building, building, restaurant, hotel, school, shopping mall , The moment you enter the door, you will be identified, and this information will be directly transmitted to the interviewer's computer, and he will not be allowed to cheat.

The landlord heard about his difficulties in finding a job, and tried his best to help him find contacts and acquaintances, but there was still no place willing to accept An He.

It has been 20 days since I came to J City. An He went out to look for a job every day, but returned disappointed every day.

Early this morning, while he was sleeping soundly, he received a call from the place where he had interviewed the day before. He thought it was because he passed the interview, but he didn't expect that the other party informed him that he hadn't passed the interview.

No matter how gentle and calm An He's temperament was, he was so angry that he almost smashed his phone. He was so depressed that he didn't even want to eat breakfast, so he came out and wandered around to vent his mood.

Before I knew it, I walked to the entrance of the Central Hospital.

It was already eleven o'clock in the morning, and An He, who hadn't eaten two meals, saw the smell of fried food wafting from the food stall at the entrance of the hospital, which made him very hungry.

An He walked to the food stand, asked the price of the fried meatloaf, hesitated for a while, bought only one, and ate it while standing by the roadside.

Suddenly, someone tapped on the shoulder.

"Are you... An He?"

Anhe was startled:
In this unfamiliar city of J, who knows my name?
His mouth was still oily, and he didn't bother to wipe it off. Looking back, he saw a man in a white coat.

An He's thoughts froze for a few seconds, but he still couldn't remember who he was.

"I'm Lane, Dr. Lane. Don't you remember me?"

Doctor Lane?

In An He's mind, there was no face that matched the name.

Ren looked at An He's puzzled look, was also startled, and then suddenly realized:

"Yes, you won't remember me, because you have never seen me without a mask. Then introduce yourself, my name is Ryan, and I am the chief surgeon of your fifth donation operation."

(End of this chapter)