It's not my fault to be ugly

"Wanyan, here is a little money collected by some of our neighbors." Chen Fayu handed an envelope to his junior sister: "I can't help you much, don't be disgusted."

He Wanyan took the envelope, looked at Chen Fayu, and said with a moved face: "Thank you, I will pay back when my brother and I have money..."

Chen Fayu waved his hand: "Don't worry about paying back the money. Where's Ah Kun? Has he come out yet?"

"Yeah, it's the seventh day. I don't know what the brother's plan is." He Wanyan sighed: "He has been staying in the bedroom and hasn't come out much these days."

Chen Fayu thought for a while: "I contacted the school, and it seems that I can borrow some venture capital. Although it is not much, it is better than nothing. Ah Kun also graduated not long ago, maybe he can ask the school for a loan."

"Okay, I'll ask my brother when I eat later."

At this moment, Feng Dingkun came out from the back hall with a haggard face. It seemed that he hadn't had a good rest these days.As he walked, he put his hat on his head and straightened his collar, as if he was about to go out.

Chen Fayu called him: "Akun!"

Feng Dingkun glanced at them: "I'll go out for a while, you don't have to worry about the money, I will take care of it. Wanyan, Master's funeral is over, you should go back to school."

Chen Fayu and He Wanyan wanted to say something, but Feng Dingkun had strode out.

He got on the bus bound for Jiangshuo City, sat by the window and stared numbly at the spring light outside the window. The wind was gentle and the sun was warm, but none of them could drive away the fatigue and fear in his heart.

Thinking of what to do next, Feng Dingkun's heart tightened, and he really wanted to jump out of the car immediately, run back to Bailian Town, and hide in Master's clinic!That's what he did five years ago, and he returned to Bailian Town with a lot of pain on that rainy day, but now he can't do it.He is already a man, and the hospital is no longer his.

He could only force himself to sit on the seat, but the closer the car got to his destination, the more nervous and frightened his heart became. His heart kept beating wildly, making his hands tremble slightly.

Feng Dingkun pursed his lips tightly, trying to distract his attention with the scenery outside the car window, but his ears involuntarily pricked up, listening to the sound of the bus stop announcement.

After a while, the bus arrived at the stop. He got off the bus and changed to another bus after walking for a while. This bus had more people. When he got on the bus, many people turned their heads to look at this expression. Pale young man.Feng Dingkun avoided their eyes and moved to the inside of the bus.

I really want to go back...

Find a place to hide, hide, hide!

A small voice in Feng Dingkun's heart kept shouting: It's still too late, I haven't arrived at the station yet, I can go back to Bailian Town! You can think of another way to deal with the 100 million!

Yet his legs stayed nailed in place, nailed in place by something called a man's responsibility and responsibility.

He has no other way to go.

And even if you put it together, there are hundreds of thousands. It is certainly possible to apply for a loan, but it will not exceed 70 at most. Then there are more than [-]. How do you get it?

I can only stand here obediently, waiting for the bus to take him to the destination.

It's just a small sacrifice of self-esteem. If it can really be exchanged for 100 million, it will be worth it.After all, as the bottom of the society, his self-esteem is worthless and no one cares.

Hearing the bus stop announcement, Feng Dingkun took a deep breath and got out of the car.

No matter how much time was delayed, he still reached the gate of Feng's house.

He stepped forward and rang the doorbell, and soon a young maid came over and opened the carved iron door, raised her eyes to look at Feng Dingkun, and asked, "Sir, who are you looking for?"

"Is Mr. Feng at home?"

"Mr. Feng or Mr. Feng?"

Only then did Feng Dingkun realize that Ling Yuxin had been recognized by the Feng family, and he was Mr. Xiao Feng.

He said bitterly: "...I'm looking for Mr. Dafeng."

"He's not here."

"Oh." Feng Dingkun thought for a while: "Then I'll wait for him here."

The maid didn't say anything, turned around and entered the room.The whole morning passed quickly, and people came in and out from time to time. They were servants of the Feng family. When they saw Feng Dingkun sitting on the roadside steps, they all showed strange expressions, and then walked away quickly.

At noon, Feng Dingkun bought some food on the side of the road, and continued to sit on the side of the road and wait.He waited until the sun went down, but Feng Dingqian's car still hadn't come back.He wondered if Feng Dingqian had returned to the old house, but according to what he knew about Feng Dingqian, he rarely went back to the old house on the mountain, and the house in the city was much closer to his work place, so he always lived here.

Did the Feng family buy other real estate in the city in the past five years?

At this moment, the two carved and hollow iron doors of the Feng family opened again, and the girl from the morning came out, bent down and looked at him: "Mr. Da Feng will not be coming back tonight, you go back."

"Can you tell me where he is?"

The maid hesitated for a moment, but still told him: "He is in the hospital now, but he will be back tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you!" Feng Dingkun thanked him, stood up, stamped his sore legs, and ran to the bus stop on the way back.

At noon the next day, he came outside the gate of Feng's house again. The maid did not lie to him. Around one o'clock in the afternoon, a stretched Lincoln car drove up. Feng Dingkun knew it was Feng's car at a glance. .

The loud horn of the car sounded, and soon someone ran over from the inside and opened the door.Feng Dingkun stood up and stopped the car about to drive in.After a while, the car window rolled down. Secretary Jiang looked at Feng Dingkun and asked, "Mr. Akun, are you okay?"

Someone said something in the back seat of the car, and Secretary Jiang added: "Mr. Kun, come in and say something."

Feng Dingkun got out of the way, followed the car into Feng's courtyard, and entered the living room.

He stood in the living room, bearing the strange gazes of the servants, and waited for a while.Secretary Jiang helped a thin man walk in.Feng Dingkun looked at him for a while before he recognized that it was Feng Dingqian.

His hair was shaved short, his skin was a little pale, his face was blue, and he looked a little sick.He was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown with a suit jacket over it.He's really lost a lot of weight, and his suit jacket looks empty.

Feng Dingqian glanced at him: "What's the matter, tell Secretary Jiang."

The servant on the side supported him and walked upstairs.Feng Dingkun followed two steps, almost shouted "Brother", and changed his words abruptly, shouting: "...Mr. Feng! I want to borrow some money from you! Please!"

Feng Dingqian stood on the stairs, paused, and asked, "How much?"

"One million! Please!" Feng Dingkun looked at him eagerly: "I promise, after taking this money, I will never appear in front of you again!"

Feng Dingqian didn't answer, he raised his foot and walked upstairs.

At this time, Feng Dingkun knelt down with a plop.

Everyone in the room immediately turned their eyes to Feng Dingkun who was kneeling on the ground.Only Feng Dingqian remained unmoved, went upstairs without sweeping his eyes.

Feng Dingkun's face flushed with shame, as if he had been slapped several times.But he still knelt, he knew that if he left in shame and anger, then the kneeling that abandoned his self-esteem would be in vain.

I don't know how long it took, but my legs were already numb and painful.Someone came in from the outside, and the shadow paused when it passed by Feng Dingkun, and then walked upstairs.Feng Dingkun heard the servants call him "Mr. Xiao Feng."

It's Ling Yuxin.

Feng Dingkun was a little funny, but also felt sad.Ling Yuxin used to be a poor man who couldn't even afford the accommodation, but now they have completely lost their stature.When I let Ling Yuxin live in the dormitory, did I ever think that one day I would be so ashamed in front of this boy?

Ling Yuxin went upstairs, went to Feng Dingqian's room door and knocked.He heard Feng Dingqian's voice letting him in. He pushed open the door and saw Feng Dingqian sitting on the balcony. Secretary Jiang was sitting opposite him, fiddling with the tea set on the small white round table.

"Brother, you look much better today." Ling Yuxin walked over with a smile.At this time, Feng Dingqian had a smile on his face and asked, "Why did you come back so early?"

"You were discharged from the hospital today, and I want to come back to see you early." Ling Yuxin looked at Secretary Jiang and nodded to him with a smile: "Is Secretary Jiang talking to my brother? Is it a coincidence that I came back?"

"You don't have to go, it has something to do with you." Feng Dingqian stopped him.

"It's about me?"

"Well, I discussed with Xiaogao and plan to transfer half of the company's equity to you."

"Transfer to me?" Ling Yuxin's eyes widened: "Why? Isn't it good to have a brother in charge of the shares?"

"Those should have been given to you." Feng Dingqian was a little tired: "When Feng Dingkun signed the inheritance agreement five years ago, the shares should have been transferred to your name, but you were not yet an adult at that time. Now it seems that It's time to call Xiao Gao over to discuss this matter."

"Brother, don't worry about this!"

Feng Dingqian glanced at him with a smile: "Switch to your name, brother, feel at ease."

He remembered something and asked, "Is he still kneeling downstairs?"

He was referring to Feng Dingkun.

Ling Yuxin nodded: "I saw him when I came up just now."

"It's been four hours." Feng Dingqian glanced at the clock on the wall, frowned in annoyance, and said to Secretary Jiang, "Get my checkbook. If you don't send him away, you won't be able to go down for dinner." have eaten."

Ling Yuxin narrowed those cat-like eyes slightly.He watched as Secretary Jiang took the check book, Feng Dingqian took it, and signed it hastily.

"Tell him to do what he says, and never show up again." Feng Dingqian tore off the check and handed it to Secretary Jiang. At this moment, Ling Yuxin stretched out his hand and took the check: "I'll go and give it to him, at least I will be with you." He is also a classmate, and I still have something to say to him."

"Well, let's go."

Ling Yuxin walked out the door and glanced at the 100 million on the check. He didn't expect Feng Dingqian to be so generous.He squinted his eyes in displeasure, folded the check and put it in his suit pocket, and took out another check of his own.

He went downstairs, walked up to Feng Dingkun, and casually said, "Brother Kun, I heard you came to borrow money from my brother?"

Feng Dingkun raised his head.

Ling Yuxin smiled: "Your face still hasn't changed. In fact, you don't need to be like this, it's so ugly to kneel. With this face, what do you want?"

Feng Dingkun didn't speak, his Adam's apple rolled patiently.

"For the sake of you kneeling for so long, this is my wish, so you can accept it." Ling Yuxin handed over the check in his hand.

Feng Dingkun took the piece of paper in front of him, opened it, and found that the number on it was 99 different from what he expected.

1 yuan seems to be mocking his self-esteem.

Feng Dingkun's face turned pale all of a sudden.He stood up unsteadily, threw the check in front of Ling Yuxin, and said in a hoarse voice: "No need. You suffered a lot when you were young, and this is my compensation for you. Take it."

He looked at Ling Yuxin's face that suddenly changed color in disgust, and he didn't want to stay in this place that was about to suffocate him any longer, so he turned around and staggered away quickly.

Feng Dingkun fell to the ground, out of breath for a long time, his eyes turned black, as if he had been hit head-on by a bull.It took him a while to recover, slowly got up, and sat on the concrete floor by the side of the road.

He hung his head and sniffed.It's not yet summer, and after kneeling in Feng's living room for so long, he must have caught a cold.He was dizzy, his mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what to do next.

He even wanted to rush onto the road and finish it off.Master said that escaping is something only weak people do, but now he just wants to admit that he is a weak person, a useless person!

want to cry.

Sadness, grievance, shame, confusion...

These emotions were mixed, Gudu Gudu boiled into a pot of witch's cockroaches, making him unable to lift his limbs.He was about to be crushed.

He didn't know how long he sat with his head down, the sky had completely darkened, and the vast sea of ​​lights were lit up one after another, flickering around him with a dreamy brilliance.He was still wearing the white shirt he wore when he went out at noon, and the cotton material could not withstand the cold spring night wind.

At this time, the sound of the car's engine came from far to near, and stopped in front of him.The open space in front of him was also covered by the shadow of the car.Feng Dingkun raised his head involuntarily and looked at the car parked in front of him.

Five years ago, there was also a person who stopped the car when he saw him sitting on the side of the road crying secretly.

The window rolled down.

But it's not him!

not him……

Feng Dingkun suddenly felt funny, what was he thinking, was he expecting his old lover to come down from the sky at this time and save him from the fire?That's ridiculous.

Lu Mingran might not remember him anymore.

The middle-aged man in the car window smiled kindly and asked, "What? Don't you remember me?"

This man is... Mr. Lan? !

Feng Dingkun finally remembered, no wonder the middle-aged man in front of him looks familiar.But he is much older than five years ago, with heavy eye bags, blue under eyes, deep nasolabial folds, the muscles on his face are summoned by gravity, he broke free from the dying block of the little remaining collagen, and moths fluttered Drooping down like fire.

This Mr. Lan gave him a very bad impression, so seeing his old state, Feng Dingkun couldn't help but associate him with negative words such as "wine and meat pool", "every night singing", "excessive indulgence".

Feng Dingkun frowned, and asked a little alienatedly: "What's the matter with you?"

"Don't act like this." Mr. Lan's smile is still so friendly: "Although uncle left a bad impression on you when he first met you, uncle is a kind person."

Feng Dingkun remained silent.He was too lazy to deal with this kind of person, but he also learned not to reveal his inner thoughts in front of the powerful, so he could only suppress his hatred in his heart, and prayed that he would go away quickly.

"I heard that you are in a hurry to use the money?" Mr. Lan pointed out his dilemma.

Feng Dingkun finally gave him some attention, focused his gaze, and asked vigilantly, "Who did you listen to?"

"You don't have to worry about it. Uncle is a kind person and is here to help you."

Feng Dingkun blinked.There is no pie in the sky, and there is no free lunch in the world.If you want to get 100 million, you have to pay an equal price.

This time he could hardly hold back his loathing, and his tone was a little cold: "I'm sorry, uncle, I don't sell myself."

"Hey, you child, who wants you to sell yourself." The expression on Mr. Lan's face is just right, it is the kind of tolerance and understanding attitude of the elders towards the younger generation, without a trace of obscene insults.

"It's windy at night, let's get in the car and talk."

Feng Dingkun hesitated for a moment, stood up and said, "No. If uncle really wants to help me, let's talk over there."

He pointed to a coffee shop on the side of the road.

"Okay, listen to you. I'll have the car driven over."

The window was rolled up, and the car drove away slowly, looking for a parking space on the side of the road.Feng Dingkun walked to the coffee shop across the road, ordered a cup of mocha, and sat on the seat waiting for Mr. Lan.

This was the time when the coffee shop was booming. Feng Dingkun watched the shop assistants in uniform busy, and there were many young men and women queuing up at the counter to order.

At this time, a 30-year-old man came out from behind the counter. He was wearing a different uniform from the other employees, and he could be identified as a store manager or manager.He clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Sorry everyone, it's time for us to close!"

He shouted several times in a row, and the shop assistants behind him also came out, politely asking the guests to leave.Many young people questioned loudly: "It's only seven o'clock in the evening, why is it closed?!" "That's right, I ordered and paid just now, and you drove me away before the coffee was given?!"

"I'm sorry. Those who ordered just now, you can bring the receipt for free."

The free order was really useful, and immediately blocked the dissatisfied voices of customers.

Feng Dingkun sighed, he could only lament that it was not a coincidence, he picked up his coffee and walked out of the coffee shop, standing in front of the glass window and waiting for Mr. Lan to come over.

The customers came out one after another, and many of them stared straight at Feng Dingkun's face.Feng Dingkun doesn't care, he has long been used to being the focus of attention wherever he goes.

After all the customers had left, I finally saw Mr. Lan leading someone walking from the side of the road, looked at him and said with a smile, "It's windy outside, why don't you sit in the shop?"

"The shop is closed. Let's change shop."

Mr. Lan smiled, and the middle-aged man beside him stepped forward and opened the store door for him.

"Go in." Mr. Lan signaled Feng Dingkun to go in first.

The staff in the store had already left, and the person who looked like the store manager came over to serve them coffee and left with a plate.Only then did Feng Dingkun realize that the so-called closing time just now was just the clearing of the venue before Mr. Lan's departure.

"Is this store your property?" he asked.

"No."

"Then do you know the owner of this shop?"

"I don't know him. But it's fine if he knows me." Mr. Lan didn't touch the coffee.The middle-aged man who pushed the door for him just now came over, bent over and lit a cigar for him.

Mr. Lan took a sip and said with a smile, "You don't mind if I smoke."

The pumping has already been done, why bother to ask again.Feng Dingkun knew that he didn't care whether he minded or not, he just wanted to show that the superior was close to the people.

What else could Feng Dingkun say, at this moment he was already so oppressed by this thing called power that he couldn't speak.

"Uncle just said that he will help you, but you also know that there is no free lunch in the world."

Feng Dingkun said hoarsely, "What do you want?"

"Your kidney."

Mr. Lan shook his cigar: "I have a friend who is sick and needs a kidney transplant urgently. I found a person with the highest matching degree through the Red Cross database, and that is you."

Feng Dingkun didn't speak, his face was blue, the coffee he drank just now was burning his stomach.

"Of course, I'll take you for a further examination to see if it's suitable for surgery. Now it's up to you. If you want, call me at 09:30 tomorrow morning." Mr. Lan handed his business card to Feng Dingkun In the hand, take people away.

"Well, I told him everything you said." Mr. Lan sat in the car and called.

"I told him that I found it from the database of the Red Cross Society. Don't worry, he won't be suspicious." Mr. Lan took a puff of cigarette, listened to the voice on the other side of the phone, but looked at it without blinking. The figure who was still sitting in the coffee shop couldn't help thinking of some nasty things in his mind.

"Okay, my young master, I will help you if I can. I think he is still a little hesitant, and he is not ready yet. You can put more pressure on him."

What was said on the other side, Mr. Lan laughed: "He hasn't changed at all. Just now he actually said 'I'm sorry, uncle, I don't sell myself'. Hahaha, do you think it's funny?"

Feng Dingkun woke up very early the next day.Maybe it's because this is the bed in the small hotel in Jiangshuo City, not his small bed in the medical center, so I'm not used to it.He sat in the coffee shop for a long time last night, and when he was about to go back, there was no car left, so he could only find a small hotel and open a room.

Feng Dingkun walked into the cramped bathroom, and a pale man with disheveled hair and dark circles under his eyes appeared in the mirror.Numbly, he turned on the rusty faucet, and a stream of water flowed into the sink full of scale.Feng Dingkun took the water and wiped his face indiscriminately, then took the toothbrush he bought downstairs last night and took a sip.

As soon as he finished checking out, his cell phone rang. It was a call from Bailian Medical Center.

"Hello, junior sister?"

He Wanyan's voice was a little flustered: "Brother, that stinky hooligan brought a few people over and urged us to move away quickly."

"Isn't the deadline yet?"

"Tell him, but he just doesn't make sense! Brother, when are you coming back?"

Feng Dingkun was silent for a while, and sighed heavily, it was the sigh of a person who was driven to a desperate situation: "Stay with Fayu, don't let those people hurt you. Tell them, I will give you the money, so they don't have to in a hurry."

"Brother, how are you going to raise money?" He Wanyan's voice was full of tears: "You must never borrow usury!"

"No. Don't worry." Feng Dingkun hung up the phone.

He found the crumpled business card in his trousers pocket and typed it.

It's really painful to be alone in a hospital bed.Fortunately, this kind of pain didn't last long. He just came to the hospital for an examination. Only when the matching degree is sufficient can he undergo a kidney replacement operation.

While sitting in the corridor waiting, Feng Dingkun couldn't help but feel uneasy.Before the test, he secretly hoped that his kidneys were not a good match, so that he would have reason to back down and find other ways to raise money.But the process of waiting for the result prolongs his sense of tension, and when he thinks of the possibility that he may not match, he can't help feeling lost and anxious.

Until a young doctor in a white coat came out and called out, "Who is Feng Dingkun?"

Feng Dingkun stood up, walked in front of him, and clenched his hands.At this time, he couldn't tell what his emotions were. Did he want to hear an affirmative answer or a negative answer?

The young doctor kept looking at him.

Feng Dingkun waited for a long time, did not hear him speak, could not help turning his attention to the doctor in front of him, and met his eyes.

The doctor immediately turned his eyes away and glanced at the test results in his hand: "Please come in, my teacher, Dr. Anderson, wants to talk to you."

Feng Dingkun stepped past him and walked in.

He suddenly realized that the young doctor looked familiar.

He looks a bit like himself.

Talked to Dr. Anderson, who said he hoped to have surgery in ten days, and the patient couldn't wait any longer.He will be staying in the hospital for ten days to cooperate with further examinations and adjustments, and all expenses will be paid by the patient.

Having reached this point, Feng Dingkun has no reason to refuse.

He got on the bus back to Bailian Town, planning to pack some change of clothes for the hospital.The good sunshine along the way made him feel depressed. Although the problem had been solved, the price was one of his own kidneys. Feng Dingkun couldn't be happier.

When he walked to the door of the medical hall and saw the smashed wooden door, his mood became even more depressed.

Needless to say, it must have been done by the person brought by the stinky hooligan.Feng Dingkun stepped forward to remove the crooked door panel, and unscrewed the screws to check the damage.

The people in the hospital heard the voice and walked out quickly.

"Senior brother! Where did you go last night?" He Wanyan ran over, her face still filled with the fear of being intimidated just now.

"There is no return car, so I just found a place to stay for one night." Feng Dingkun leaned the door panel against the wall and looked at He Wanyan. The eyelashes come alive in the spring light.

"When did those people leave?"

"Just left." Cen Fayu came over and looked Feng Dingkun up and down with a strange look: "They said that there will be a ten-day grace period, and if they still can't pay, they will drive him away."

"I'll get the money." Feng Dingkun looked tired and didn't have the time to study Cen Fayu's eyes.

"How are you going to get the money?"

"I have my way." Feng Dingkun said, wanting to go into the medical hall, but was stopped by Cen Fayu.

"What else can you do?!" Cen Fayu looked up and down Feng Dingkun with cat-like sharp eyes, and even opened his collar and cuffs to check, as if his wife had been watching her husband all night.

"What are you doing?!"

Cen Fayu ignored him and finished the investigation on his own. He didn't find any clues, so his expression relaxed a little.

"Nervous you!" Feng Dingkun bypassed him and walked into the medical hall.

"Akun! No matter what, you must not sell yourself!" Cen Fayu yelled after him, Feng Dingkun's face turned red.

"The hottest duck at the Rainbow Bar on Deyu Street is only 1 yuan a night, and it is said that it was only sold for a hundred thousand yuan on the first night. Ah Kun, if you sell your body to raise 100 million yuan, you will have to pick up at least [-] men, right? You know I don’t know how perverted those old men are when they come out to fuck? The tying and dripping wax are all light, it is said that some rich people only get hard when they see ducks being lunked, and some like humans and beasts..."

Feng Dingkun couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head and shouted at Cen Fayu: "Please don't say this in front of my junior sister, please?"

Cen Fayu was a little aggrieved, and shouted: "I don't care about you? You said you would find a way to get money. Is there any other way besides selling yourself to make money quickly? We are all for your own good! You didn't come back last night , we are all worried that you will sell it..."

"I won't sell myself, don't worry." Feng Dingkun looked at him weakly, thinking, what he wanted to sell was his kidney.

"Then tell me, how do you get the money?"

Of course it was impossible for Feng Dingkun to tell him, so he reluctantly said: "Anyway, I will get it, you don't have to worry about it."

He walked into his bedroom, shut the door of the two people who followed behind him with a bang, and began to pack and change clothes.

The atmosphere at lunch was also very strange. Although Cen Fayu no longer talked about "selling himself" and "selling himself", the eyes of scouting Feng Dingkun, although he thought he was hiding it well, fell into Feng Dingkun's eyes.

"You don't have to worry about me, take it easy, the matter will be resolved immediately, we will guard the hospital." Feng Dingkun smiled and wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but he thought a little heavy in his heart, obviously he was the one who was going to sell his kidney, but It's a bit sad to have to pretend to be nothing to cheer them up here.

Perhaps his reassurance played a role, Cen Fayu finally put away that pair of eyes.

After eating, Feng Dingkun took the packed things and told the two of them: "I'm going out for a while, call me if you have anything to do."

Seeing the two nodding their heads, Feng Dingkun felt a little relieved, and got out of the clinic and got on the bus bound for Jiang Shuo.

After completing the admission procedures smoothly, he entered the ward, bent down to pick up the luggage, and hung up the towel.The fragrant wind of late spring poured in through the open window, caressing his skin gently.Feng Dingkun stopped his movements, holding a shirt in his hand, looking out of the window at the spring light flickering among the leaves.

At this time, there were running footsteps approaching the door of the ward behind him. Feng Dingkun turned his head away. Cen Fayu, who was dark-skinned and sweating profusely, kept heaving his chest, his black eyes gleaming with resentment, and shot at Feng Dingkun.

"Is this the way you said?!"

Feng Dingkun threw away his shirt and walked over to comfort him: "Calm down..."

"Don't lie to me again! I've asked the nurses, you want to sell your kidney! Have you figured it out? It's a kidney! Feng Dingkun, do you know what it means to lose a kidney?!" Cen Fayu was emotional yelled.

The doors of the wards on both sides opened, and some heads poked out, looking at them with condemning eyes.

Feng Dingkun quickly pulled him into the ward and closed the door: "Okay, okay! Calm down!"

"How do you want me to calm down?!" Cen Fayu's eyes were red, and he glared at Feng Dingkun: "You might as well sell yourself like this?! I'll call Fangqiao right away!"

"What?" Feng Dingkun looked at Cen Fayu who took out his mobile phone, and couldn't help being confused.The Fangqiao he was talking about should be Chen Fangqiao, Cen Fayu’s roommate when he was in college. Feng Dingkun had contact with this roommate when he went to Cen Fayu’s school. He is unfamiliar.At this time, he didn't understand even more why Cen Fayu called him about selling his kidney.

"Fangqiao's family is quite rich. I know he has liked you for a long time! If you are with him, he will definitely pay the money!" Cen Fayu tremblingly pressed the phone.

Feng Dingkun finally understood that this was another rotten peach blossom that he didn't know when he bloomed, and held Cen Fayu's hand dumbfoundingly: "Cen Fayu, when did you start pimping?"

"Then what else can I do?!" Cen Fayu shouted excitedly, with tears in his eyes: "If you sell your kidney, you might as well sell your body!"

The phone slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground, and then he slumped to the ground, covering his face hard.Feng Dingkun was a little moved. He squatted down and picked up the phone and put it into Cen Fayu's arms: "It's okay. People have two kidneys, but only half of them are really functioning. So it's okay if I take out one kidney."

But Cen Fayu couldn't listen to anything, and still covered his face, sobbing in infinite pain: "Akun... I never felt so poor... I can only watch you..."

Feng Dingkun was touched by him, and sat beside him sadly.At this moment, he couldn't comfort Cen Fayu anymore, because his own heart was also being overwhelmed by the pain that was about to suffocate.The carefree days when he was young are gone forever. As soon as Master left, all the burdens were weighed down, and his spine could only creak in pain under the heavy pressure.Class, wealth, power, and social status, he used to sneer at these things, but now he finally understands that in the cruel reality, without these things, he can hardly maintain his self-esteem.

He sold one of his kidneys, and he was able to pass this test smoothly.But what about next time?What should I do if I encounter another crisis?He doesn't even have the ability to resist risks at all, so he can only let the cold surgical forceps take away all his organs little by little, and empty himself out?

"Akun! Don't sell your kidneys! I'll bring the money, you wait for me!" Cen Fayu didn't know what idea came to him, jumped up from the ground, opened the door and ran out.

Feng Dingkun racked his brains and couldn't figure out what else Cen Fayu could do.But as the day of the operation approached, Cen Fayu never showed up, and that faint hope was extinguished like a candle in the wind with a puff.

Surgery was actually not as scary as he thought.When he woke up, he just felt a little weak.Mr. Lan readily sent the balance to the account designated by Feng Dingkun. Seeing the number displayed on the received text message, Feng Dingkun felt very relieved.

Finally held on to the last thought.

On the second day after the operation, He Wanyan rushed to the hospital to take care of him, but she didn't see that guy Cen Fayu. Feng Dingkun speculated that he must have not gotten any money, so he dared not come to see him.

However, He Wanyan's frowning expression and Cen Farong's tired face who came to visit her made Feng Dingkun's Chuji's mood gradually cast gray again.

"Why doesn't Fayu come to see me? Is the internship so busy? He didn't reply me when I left a message." Feng Dingkun tentatively asked Cen Farong, who smiled worriedly: "He didn't reply me either. I know it makes people worry. The office must be too busy!"

After Cen Farong went back, Feng Dingkun looked at his junior sister and asked, "What's going on? What happened to Fayu?"

"Farong said it, the office is too busy..." He Wanyan wanted to evade it, but seeing her senior brother's face gradually becoming stricter, she couldn't continue her lie: "Brother Fayu doesn't know what's going on, he has been could not be reached……"

Something must have happened.

Feng Dingkun waited until his body had almost recovered, and couldn't bear it any longer. He sneaked out of the hospital alone, and looked for the address of the law firm that Cen Fayu had given him before.

The law firm was upstairs in an old office building. Feng Dingkun walked up the narrow stairs, stepped on the wooden steps, and all kinds of advertisements were posted on the walls to welcome him. Feng Dingkun couldn't help but sigh frown.

I walked to the floor where the law firm was sweating profusely, and the narrow facade of the firm was quite different from what I had imagined.What is even more imaginative is that the walls on both sides are painted with red paint such as "Kill!" and "Black Heart!".

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