Disease Name Immortal

It happened just yesterday, Jiang Bingshu naturally remembered all the details.

He nodded and said:

"There are these points in the weird place. After buying the flowers, the little girl asked me to make a wish. I said I wish her happiness."

"She broke the flower in one fell swoop."

Although the flower originally had its rhizome broken, the process of the little girl breaking it a second time still made the **** tree feel suspicious.

Mr. Liang looked at each other with the sick "wife" who only he could see, and seemed to have some eyebrows.

"Then there is another point. She said that a person can only buy one flower, but if you indicate that you have to buy it four times in a row, you can buy additional flowers."

"Of course, I didn't buy it. I'm not interested in flowers."

"But combined with the following, I guess someone may want to buy flowers again."

"Because she told me later that when you want to see her again, just smell the petals."

"I didn't think it was a big deal at the time, because there were too many weirdos in Sick City, and her words and deeds weren't too strange."

"Combining with what you said this morning, Mr. Liang, it seems that... the little girl really seems to be able to sell her wishes, but she has to pay a certain price?"

Elder Liang also nodded, but he only vaguely guessed this.

For more clues, I'm afraid I'll have to wait until I see the little girl again.

It was the first time that Liu Bing and Ma Liang had seen such a thing.

"Any wish will do?" Ma Liang asked.

"I don't know either, but presumably... many wishes can be realized."

After scratching the **** tree, he began to speculate:

"At that time, I said that I would earn him five hundred yuan, and the little girl was obviously a little surprised."

"Thinking about it now, she should think, how could someone make such an easy wish."

"It can be seen that her ability should be very strong, at least she can realize some bigger wishes."

Jiang Bingshu continued to infer that since he was the first experiencer, he should have more clues than Mr. Liang:

"But it's very strange. I asked for five hundred yuan, and the law won't bother me for this amount of money. I don't deserve to be Zhang San, but it can attract Tianlei?"

"Lao Liang, are you really sure that this thunder is going to land in the chess and card room?"

Elder Liang nodded solemnly:

"I can't see this wrong, old man."

Illness can endow people with unique abilities.

It is worth mentioning that these capabilities are not actually a system.

Some people have the ability to fight, and some people have the ability to see strange things.

For example, seeing luck.

Jiang Bingshu believed Liang Lao's judgment, so he said:

"This is unreasonable. That thunderbolt is probably a mechanism for balancing luck, but five hundred yuan can't attract that thunderbolt."

"So it's very likely that any wish will lead to that thunder, like... is that a starting price?"

"But it's also possible, it's based on the happiness I get when the wish is fulfilled."

Liu Bing also makes sense when she thinks about it.

A small money fan like Jiang Bingshu, who pays 500 yuan for whoring for free, may really have the happiness of earning 100 million yuan.

If he didn't grab a small red envelope one day, maybe he really felt that he was wrong.

Thinking about it this way, although the wish of five hundred yuan is small, the happiness it brings to the **** diseased tree is huge.

"But more possibilities are combined. It's too outrageous, is the little girl some kind of devil wishing machine?"

Even if it's as weird as a sick city, it's still too weird to be able to directly achieve people's wishes.

At this time, Mr. Liang said:

"Why don't you go and smell the petals."

Jiang Bingshu also thinks so.

As long as I see the little girl again.

So Jiang Bingshu quickly ran upstairs and took out the flower.

The purple wish flower has withered, and the petals have already shown absolute darkness.

When he saw this flower, Mr. Liang didn't notice anything unusual.

According to the girl, to see her again, you have to smell the petals.

Mr. Liang didn't want to let the younger generation take risks, so he smelled it himself.

But Mr. Liang didn't notice anything unusual, he looked at his own illness.

The sick demon also shook his head, indicating that there was nothing wrong.

At this time, the **** sick tree picked up another fallen black petal and smelled it.

[Your desire is too low to wake it up. Now you need to get some sleep. 】

The crowd still didn't notice that something was wrong.

Only Jiang Bingshu, although the expression on his face did not change, but listening to Jiang Xiaosheng's sudden voice, he guessed something.

"Strange, is it because the flowers have withered? Why is there no response?" Liu Bing asked.

Ma Liang was also surprised. In fact, he felt unbelievable about the whole incident.

"Flowers should be the medium through which the disease uses power, it shouldn't..." Elder Liang couldn't understand.

Jiang Bingshu said:

"Wait a minute. In addition, the little girl's clothes are very recognizable, with a purple skirt, she seems to be barefoot, you might as well look in the lung area, maybe you can find it."

"That's the only way." Mr. Liang felt that this was no small matter.

It's just that there are too few clues now, so this matter can only be done in the stupidest way first.

Liu Bing nodded, and soon began to contact the various spies scattered in the lung area.

There are very few people with chess positions in the chess organization, but there are not many people in this organization.

Candidates for chess positions, as well as chess positions retired by the older generation, are all responsible for the organization.

As for the chess organization, the investment in obtaining information is the largest.

For the coach, prevention is more important than cure.

The best way to solve the disease area is not to cultivate such a powerful area doctor.

Instead, try to reduce the mortality rate as much as possible, so that the disease city will no longer be chaotic, and people will be less obsessed, so that the disease area will no longer be formed.

This is to prevent problems before they happen. Even if the formation of the disease area cannot be prevented, at least the disease area can be discovered the first time it is formed.

So information is very important.

There is a strong intelligence network rooted at the bottom of each district, so that the chess organization can often find the disease area at the beginning of its formation.

Jiang Bingshu doesn't know this yet, but thinking about it, such an easily recognizable little girl should be easy to find.

He decided to go upstairs to sleep, and after a few words, he left.

……

……

Lung District, Tuberculosis Street.

Tuberculosis Street, adjacent to Tuberculosis Street, is a completely different scene.

Tuberculosis Street is a very leisurely street. It seems to give people the feeling of being lazy.

Tuberculosis Street is also lacking in vitality, and even casts a layer of death.

In the lifeless tuberculosis street, there are many people waiting to die.

There are such places in relatively barren areas. Many people are thirsty for the disease, but because they cannot control the disease, they have no basic ability to live.

The lung area is the tuberculosis street, and the stomach area is the bacteria street. The liver area is called the new disease area.

The characteristic of these places is that they accumulate some... people who are terminally ill, or who are ill but have no money to treat them.

In the low-rise buildings on Tuberculosis Street, there are many people who are dying.

Among them was an old man, who said he was old. Compared with the old man in the chess and card room, he was considered young.

It's just that the quality of life determines that he looks extremely old.

In his fifties, he looked like seventy or eighty years old.

The other's surname is Cheng, and there is a smell of medicine on his body, and even the neighbors who live in this building dislike it.

The old man also often sighed sadly, and in the middle of the night he would always cry because of loneliness.

People will hear unpleasant and pathetic cries.

But just last night, there were laughter and laughter from the room where the old man lived.

It turned out that the old man's children came back to visit him.

In the evening yesterday, someone noticed that there was a purple flower on the balcony on the second floor.

It blooms extremely beautifully, which is the most beautiful moment of a flower.

Also last night, the old man who was crying every night saw several of his children.

……

These children were raised by the elderly from childhood.

Back then, the old man made a fortune by going to the heart area to test the medicine, using the attitude of wanting money and not dying, and pulling these children.

But because of this, there was a stench of medicine that could not be washed away no matter how he was washed.

He was starting to be hated, but he didn't care.

Because his children finally have the money to go to better schools.

He imagined that life in the future would be beautiful.

I can't get out of the lung area by myself, but my children can go out, and my two children will definitely be able to make a difference.

At that time, he was forty years old, and the two children were fifteen years old, and they were about to enter the closed campus.

A few years later, it will usher in a turning point in life.

After that, he almost never saw his children again.

When the old man asked the reason, the children only said that they were busy with their studies.

The only contact every month is to ask the old man for money.

Over time, the old man misses them more and more.

So one day, when he was forty-two, he went to see them at school.

He will always remember that day when he walked to the door of the classroom.

The middle school students pinched their noses and made expressions of disgust. He brought the candy that the children in the lung area liked. He originally thought that the children would be happy when they saw it.

But obviously, many things that old people like are not liked by children.

"Cheng Bingsheng, who do you think this person is? It's so stinky, how did he get in here?"

"Who's father is he not? Hahahahaha..."

"Then I have to see who is so chic."

"That's a specialty of the lung area, right? We still have lung material in our school?"

Everyone was talking one word at a time, and the atmosphere was happy.

Cheng Yingsheng's face was strange, he turned his head away, smiled symbolically, and didn't say anything.

The old man suddenly received a text message. Looking at the text message, he seemed to be several years older in an instant.

He felt the disgust of the people around him, and the disgust and disgust between the lines of the text messages...

Suddenly I felt that the bag of candy in my hand was very heavy.

He saw his child, and saw the child's dodging eyes.

In the end, he did not choose to talk to the child and left silently.

After that, although the old man still gave money to the child, he no longer expected the child to come back to see him.

Further back...

His health is getting worse day by day, and he has less and less contact with the children.

The last time he called, his daughter Cheng Bingyi just said: I'm busy, don't call me, I'm really busy.

Then hung up the phone.

The old man lost his mind when he heard the busy tone after hanging up the phone.

After all, like many lonely patients, he could only wait to die in a low building.

Originally, he also thought that he would die in a low building, and no one cared about his body that smelled of medicine.

But unexpectedly, he met a girl in a purple dress.

Holding the flower, he made a wish that he didn't believe would come true.

And then... a miracle happened.

……

In the low-rise buildings of Tuberculosis Street, young people from the liver district don't even want to touch these old neighborhoods.

But today, Cheng Yingsheng and Cheng Yingyi have a rare brother and sister, returning to the place where they used to play when they were children.

The old man's house was very lively. When he saw his son and daughter coming back, there were tears on his shriveled face.

The two children were also very excited and kept apologizing to the old man, saying that they were ignorant before and should not forget their roots.

Everything seems to be getting better.

They have clearly lived a relatively delicate life in the liver area, and even the patients they come into contact with are those who look no different from normal people.

If it was an old man who smelled like medicine, they would only cover their noses in disgust.

But not today.

Cheng Bingsheng and Cheng Bingyi ate the noodles cooked by the old man and told about their experiences in the liver area over the years.

Cheng Yingsheng has established a firm foothold in the company, and the disease has entered the incubation period. Once it is incubated, promotion and salary increase are just around the corner.

Cheng Bingyi also befriended a wealthy boyfriend who was frail and sickly. Although the disease has not yet hatched, it may happen at any time.

When the old man listened to this, it felt like all the depression for more than ten years had turned into nourishment.

Then those futures that I didn't dare to hope for... suddenly bloomed, and a flower bloomed.

This night, the family was happy. Listening to the laughter of the children and the elderly, many neighbors are envious.

no one noticed...

The flower on the balcony began to wither just a few hours after it bloomed.

The purple petals slowly turned black and then detached from the flower body.

……

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Late at night.

Sick Cheng laid the floor.

Cheng Bingyi covered a tattered blanket and slept on the sofa.

The old man lying on the bed had a happy dream.

Cheng Ying, who was also asleep at first, became Ying Ying, and as the cold wind blew the last petal...

They suddenly woke up.

"Ouch... what kind of smell is this, it stinks!" Cheng Yingsheng frowned.

He was amazed, of course he remembered what happened.

But I never imagined that I would want to come back and have a look.

"Ah!" Cheng Bingyi screamed.

The cockroaches in the old building reminded her of a childhood nightmare.

"Damn old man, will you let me sleep on the ground!"

Cheng Yi turned on the light and stared at the old man in disgust.

The old man who was woken up, looked at the expressions on the faces of the two... suddenly had a bad premonition.

"I still have a job tomorrow, can you stop bothering us all the time! What if the stench on your body affects my hatching?" Cheng Yingsheng seemed to be a different person.

His attitude was completely different from that of the day. Or, is this the real Cheng Yingsheng?

Cheng's gown is also:

"I don't expect you to give me any dowry when I get married, but you called me back at this time. Isn't that hurting me? Speaking of which, I would agree to come back.

"If my boyfriend knew that I grew up in a place like this, he would think I was unclean!"

"Yuck..."

While speaking, Cheng Yingyi vomited.

Cheng Yingsheng and Cheng Yingyi began to frantically accuse the old man.

They actually feel a little guilty towards the elderly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But things like old-age care—

too expensive.

They still have their own lives, and I just hope the old people don't come to them.

But on weekdays, at least the two of them wouldn't be so blatant... Cursing the old man.

But for some reason, they only have endless disgust and hatred for the old man at the moment.

As if the old man was not forgiven.

Hearing these increasingly vicious words, the old man felt numb in the back of his head, and his forehead felt like a needle stick.

Earlier, when he saw how happy his children were, at this moment, how painful it was.

No, it's doubly painful.

How he wished everything was just a dream.

At this time, the old man suddenly thought of something...

He ignored the curses of his children, got up and walked to the balcony next to the kitchen.

He remembered.

It is impossible for his own children to come to see him.

Everything in front of me—the children’s cursing, disgust, alienation—this is the reality.

The beautiful experience in the afternoon was an illusory dream.

And the reason why I have this dream is because I met that little girl.

Instinctively in his mind, the little girl in the purple dress came to mind.

"Old uncle, I'm leaving. If you want to see me after this, just smell the flowers."

Recalling the beauty of the afternoon and feeling the pain here...

The old man ran frantically to the balcony as if possessed.

Then he picked up the potted flower, like an addict, smelling the black petals crazily.

At this moment, the figure of a little girl appeared in the old man's mind, and she still had that innocent and lovely smile:

"Do you want to buy another flower, grandpa?"