The mushroom head of the Despair Mushroom shook, and then automatically jumped into Bai Muchuan's pocket.
My sister picked up Bai Muchuan's mobile phone: "I have already placed an order for the ingredients online. I will skip the evening study and go home for dinner."
Bai Muchuan: "???"
"It's a delivery person from Fangtao Exchange. I contacted their rider and the money will be deducted from your account."
Bai Muchuan was in class A doing thing B that day. At 6:10 in the afternoon, the students went to have dinner one after another. Some people went to the cafeteria, and some people left the school gate. After dinner, it was time for self-study in the evening.
A message "Your rider has accepted the order" popped up on his phone. Lu Xingyang asked: "Should we go to the canteen or eat out?"
"I'll go home to eat." Bai Muchuan arranged the table, "I won't be here for evening self-study."
"Oh alright."
Bai Muchuan walked towards the school gate, and Yang Yu walked in front carrying a schoolbag. It seemed that he was not coming for self-study in the evening.
Yang Yu looked left and right on the street, waiting for a car to drive by before walking from the sidewalk to the opposite street.
Bai Muchuan was waiting at the appointed place, and the rider arrived within a few minutes. He was riding a small motorcycle, wrapped tightly, and had two rabbit ears on the helmet on his head. But the rider's face was too big, and the helmet was a little tight, pushing his flesh outwards. He adjusted the straps of his helmet, and it was at this moment that Bai Muchuan saw the huge pig's head under the helmet.
The pig-headed rider is a pink pig. He took out the bag from the back of the motorcycle. There were condiments such as scratch grass and cantaloupe inside, as well as a red cardboard box. The cardboard box was a little flattened, and the pig-headed rider The rider asked Bai Muchuan to check the goods: "Look at what's inside the box. It shouldn't be crushed."
Bai Muchuan opened the carton, and inside there were parasitic brain-eating worms intertwined like a ball of spaghetti. The brain-eating insect's body twisted violently, and it didn't dare to move the moment Bai Muchuan opened the lid.
The pig-headed rider also swallowed a sip of saliva: "Dear, it's not easy for riders to deliver goods. Remember to give a five-star review."
Then he rode away on his motorcycle.
Bai Muchuan closed the lid and walked towards Baodi Tianfu Community. The glutton in his body was ready to stir up. He felt nauseated and secreted some saliva involuntarily.
It’s so painful.
…
Sweet little clinic.
Yang Yu's face was horribly pale. He was sweating and rolled up his sleeves. There were seven or eight pinholes on his arms, and there were some bruises from broken capillaries on one hand.
The doctor opposite was smiling. She stared at the malnourished boy in front of her: "Are you really sure?"
Yang Yu nodded slowly: "Yes."
Ge Tiantian opened a syringe and mixed medicine in a medicine bottle. She smiled softly and spoke in a gentle voice. But people who know her well know that Ge Tiantian's smile can kill people.
Yang Yu took the initiative to extend his arm and asked hesitantly: "How much does it cost this time?"
"One thousand and two." Ge Tiantian was very satisfied with him, "I told the boss that I will give you an extra four hundred."
Yang Yu nodded and waited for the needle tip to penetrate the skin blood vessel.
The first time he tried medicine was two months ago, not at Tiantian Clinic, but at a tertiary hospital in District 1. That time, he received the largest amount of money in his life - twelve thousand.
In his third year of junior high school, Yang Yu's father died in a car accident, and his mother worked odd jobs in a small shop to support him. However, when he entered his first year of high school, the family's only source of income and spiritual support fell ill.
His mother said not to touch the 30,000 yuan she had saved, which was to be used for Yang Yu's college education, but he used the money to buy medicine for her mother and also bought her a robotic arm he found on the second-hand market.
His family was very poor, and when he was worrying about food, he saw a recruitment notice for a drug tester in a tertiary hospital.
He was still in good health at that time, and was finally recruited after many rounds of screening. He tried a drug that was not yet on the market and received a reward of 12,000 yuan, which solved his family's urgent need.
He seemed to have found a shortcut.
After all, the tertiary hospital is a regular hospital. After he tried the medicine once, he had to wait at least three months for recovery before taking the next one. However, medical treatment was very expensive, and the 12,000 yuan was gone quickly.
When he was wandering melancholy near the hospital, Ge Tiantian found him and asked him if he wanted to try medicine in exchange for money.
Yang Yu nodded.
Then his deal with the owner of this "Sweet Little Clinic" began.
Ge Tiantian didn't give him much medicine at a time, only 1 or 2 pills. He would come to the small clinic once a week and get 800 yuan for one trial. Although it was not as much as the hospital gave him, he could take it often.
The body's reaction after a trial of the drug was not obvious yet, but after he persisted for two months, he often had nosebleeds for no apparent reason. Sometimes he would suddenly feel dizzy and unable to stand, and the duration of dizziness kept getting longer. The most serious one was when he closed his eyes and opened them again, he could not see anything. When he thought he would become blind, after waiting for twenty minutes, his vision returned to normal.
He originally wanted to give up, but his mother's supply of medicine could not be cut off. Yang Yu gritted his teeth and decided to continue going to Tiantian Clinic to try the medicine.
Just last week, Ge Tiantian said to him: "We have a new drug project here. After two months of drug trial, you can already participate in this project. We will give you 50,000 yuan after the project ends." For 1 yuan, I can also help your mother get a new prosthetic leg."
"Yang Yu, do you want to participate in this project?"
The young man raised his pale face, and a double image of Ge Tiantian appeared in front of him. After a while, his eyes gradually returned to clarity. He still endured slight tinnitus: "...Okay. But, how long will the project take at the earliest?"
The corners of Ge Tiantian's mouth raised, and the pear dimples on her face became more and more obvious: "Well, next time you come to us, in addition to the previous regular eight hundred, we will give you another three thousand project deposit."
"make a deal."
…
Ge Tiantian put the cash on the table, with 1,200 yuan on it. Then she opened the drawer of the consultation table: "This is a deposit of 3,000 yuan."
Yang Yu put away the four thousand and two: "What kind of medicine do I need to take for this project?"
"No, no, no, I won't take any medicine this time." Ge Tiantian took him into the clinic. The instruments inside were beeping, and her smile became brighter. "Lie in, and our experiment will start right away."
