you're nothing but scum

After Liang Liang finished speaking, he sighed a few words to himself, and then asked me if I want to go back to "Night" to resume my old business.

I didn't quite understand either, so I shook my head, then nodded, and finally shook my head.

Liang Liang was dizzy by me, and scolded: "Do you nod or shake your head?!"

I thought about it, let me go back to the previous job, can I do it?Although I used to be cheap, but how can people be willing to go back to the disgusting life of the past after they have tasted the good life.

At least Yao Jiu took my hand out of that place and lived a good life with me, although in the end he slapped me hard and brought me back to reality.But no matter how tragic the ending is, the process still makes me feel very rare.

Besides, being fucked by one person and being fucked by a group of people, normal people will make choices, right?

But on second thought, all the money I had on hand was almost spent on my unsatisfactory left leg.Now I've been abandoned by Yao Jiu, and I'm running out of money, what should I do then?

Then I thought, now that I have become like this, can the store manager let me go back to work?

So I still sneered at Liang Liang and said, "Are you willing to work with a man with one leg?"

Liang Liang glanced at my raised quilt, and muttered, "I can't wrap my legs around."

So I shrugged.

Liang Liang sighed, as if he was more worried than me, even though the guy changed the topic to a big money he was following recently.

At night, I was the only one left in the ward.

Originally, I had a roommate who allegedly accidentally caught his arm in the meat grinder and crushed it all.That guy described the thrilling scene to me every night, and told me that he would probably never forget this incident in his life. I couldn't sleep because of the harassment every day. Fortunately, I was discharged from the hospital this morning.

It was rare for the ward to be quiet. After the nurse helped me close the curtains, I slowly lay down.

After lying on his back like this for several days, his body has already become stiff.I wanted to turn over, but hesitated when I moved.

Then came Song Xiuming's annoying voice from behind.

"Do you want to move? It's not good to lie down all day. You should try to move your body."

I lay back on my back again and rolled my eyes secretly.

I couldn't see Song Xiuming's reaction, so I heard him say with a smile: "I see you and your friend have been chatting all day, but you still refuse to talk to me?"

"I'm your doctor in charge. What if you don't tell me how you feel, endure the pain and numbness, and finally something goes wrong?"

I was so annoyed by him that I glared at him viciously.

Song Xiuming was taken aback for a moment, then he adjusted his glasses with a smile, and said, "Okay, okay, you're doing pretty well now, remember that you'll be discharged from the hospital in two days, and then let your friend pick you up .”

I don't like listening to him chatting like this, as if he talks like I know him very well.I'm just one of his patients. After all, isn't the case where the arm was twisted by the meat grinder even more weird?Or is this doctor lonely because he hasn't had any new patients recently?

Seeing that I still didn't speak, Song Xiuming patted the quilt and said softly: "I will stay in the hospital tonight and be on duty with them. It's just opposite this room. Call me if you need anything."

what can happen?

When Song Xiuming walked out, I stared at the ceiling and fell asleep after staring.

Liang Liang didn't come on the second day, and he didn't come on the third day either. I was a little anxious. Didn't I tell this guy to come pick me up?Why is there no news again?

Unfortunately, the mobile phone was also crushed by the tires in a car accident, and it was impossible to contact anyone at critical times.

The well-dressed Doctor Song passed the door of the ward, then took a few steps back, adjusted his glasses and walked in wondering, "Are you still leaving? Where's your friend?"

I don't want to talk to this doctor, it's the last day, and I really don't want to embarrass myself at the last moment.

Dr. Song Da seems to be a little upset, this is the first time I saw him frowning.

He said to me in a tone like teaching a child: "Stop losing your temper, don't you have a mobile phone? You should still remember your friend's phone number, right?"

Then he fished his own phone out of his pocket and handed it to me.

I stared at the phone and looked at the sun for the last time. It was almost evening, so I could only pick it up with some discomfort.

I used to use button machines before, and I am not used to the touch screen. It is not easy to touch the screen.Hearing the dead doctor laugh a few times, he finally pressed a string of phone numbers by his own operation.

Fortunately, I remembered Liang Liang's cell phone number.

"Beep" sounded for a while, and was picked up.

I scolded bluntly: "Where are you guys, didn't you agree to come and pick me up?"

There was silence over there and no one answered, but I still sensitively heard the sound of breathing and the sound of "woo woo woo" coming from the background.

I understood immediately.

Because my left leg started to hurt again, and at the same time I felt uncomfortable.

Having followed Yao Jiu for two or three years, I certainly understand this man's temper.On the surface, this person looks like a well-dressed gentleman, what can't he do when he gets angry?

So I took a deep breath, stabilized my breath, and said with a smile, "Oh, Yao Jiu, why, haven't seen you for a few days and changed your career to become a kidnapper?"

I guess it's because my face and what I said are not quite right.

Jin, Song Xiuming frowned again.

A voice finally came from the phone, it was gloomy and gloomy, did that guy think he was Lord Hades?

"Where are you?"

"Where is it none of your business?" I cursed rudely, "Let Liang Liang go, and stop playing tricks on TV. Do you really think I dare not call the police?"

"Mole!"

God damn it, I hate it when people call me that.Mo Le Mo Le, isn't this a curse on me since I was born?

So I became upset, sat up suddenly and sneered at the phone: "What? You want to hit me again? Do you care where I am? I'm not your son or your wife. You can find it yourself." You turned back and dumped me with a little boy, and you still refuse to let me go now? What if you tie Liangliang up? If you tie it up, you can find me?"

Yao Jiu didn't speak for a long time, probably to suppress the urge to curse.But have I been scolded less in the past few years?

Yao Jiu, Yao Jiu, if you brought me home just to quarrel with me, why did you bring me home in the first place?

Just thinking about it makes me laugh.

I seem to run into things like this all the time.My parents pulled me out and finally abandoned me.Yao Jiu took me away from "Night", and finally abandoned me.

Why, I was born with the look of being abandoned?

Perhaps because he heard my laughter, Yao Jiu asked in a deep voice, "What are you laughing at?"

I suddenly felt bored, in fact, when I left that house that day, I already felt bored.

So I leaned back on the cushion calmly, and said lightly: "It's nothing, you put Liang Liang, what's the point of that. I want to escape, but can you really catch me?"

After speaking, he took the phone away from his ear.

I clicked several times but failed to hang up, the phone was picked up by Song Xiuming, and he hung up the phone for me.

However, after hanging up for a few seconds, the phone rang again.I saw that Song Xiuming wanted to pick it up, but I didn't stop him.Since Yao Jiu had something to say, he had to be allowed to finish, and he couldn't let other people's cell phones keep ringing.

Song Xiuming put the phone to my ear, and I heard Yao Jiu say in a cold tone: "I don't care where you go, I will pack your things when you find time, and I won't say much else."

I sat on the bed expressionlessly, and seeing that Yao Jiu was silent again, I signaled Song Xiuming to hang up the phone.

After a few seconds of silence, he asked, "The friend can't come?"

I stuffed my trembling hands under the quilt, and after warming for a while, I lifted the quilt, revealing a leg and a shriveled trouser leg.

Song Xiuming asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"I can go through the discharge procedures by myself." I finally talked to the doctor.

"Just kidding, you now

I can't even walk well! Song Xiuming began to speak in that tone again, paused, and said, "No other friends can come to pick you up?" "

I am silent.

I probably thought that only Liang Liang had visited me a few times during my hospital stay. Doctor Song paused and said, "Well, I'll help you go through the discharge procedures. You wait here for me to come back and tell me I'll take you home."

I declined without thinking.

"What are you going to do?"

I sat by the bed for a while, not knowing what to answer, my mind was at a loss.

Song Xiuming sighed and said, "I'm not a bad person, why do you have such a temper?"

...how is my temper?

When Song Xiuming went to go through the discharge procedures, I looked at the two crutches leaning on the bed.

It's there, and I've never used it once.

To be honest, I haven't moved a bit for the past few days.

In fact, the stump of the left leg, which was tightly wrapped in gauze, didn't hurt much, but I just felt awkward, as if if I moved the leg, it would fall off, but in fact, my leg had been anesthetized for a long time. It was cut off when I got dizzy.

I figured that I couldn't accept the fact that it became like this.

But there are too many realistic things that happened to me. I can't just lie on the bed and be a useless person all my life, can I?

No, I haven't moved for a few days, and my intact right leg seems to have shrunk a bit.

I gritted my teeth, propped up my body, and moved to the edge of the bed bit by bit, let my right foot hang under the bed, and put on my slippers.

After staring at the crutch for a long time, I didn't know how to use it, so I laughed at myself from the bottom of my heart.

Look, Mo Le, what is your fate.

At this time, there is no one to help you.