Zhao Lingjun has always been short of money, so Zhao Lingjun was naturally reluctant to throw fifty yuan into the toilet and flush it away.
So Zhao Lingjun originally wanted to flush the fifty flush and dry it before using it.
It's just that because there was no water, Zhao Lingjun directly threw the fifty on the windowsill to dry.
Even after all this time, that fifty has already dried.
But at least there's a lot of stuff on it.
Zhao Lingjun couldn't figure out how Qin Ye didn't find anything, so he put the fifty in his wallet.
After sitting on the bed for a long time, Zhao Lingjun came to a conclusion.
At that moment, in Qin Ye's eyes, there must have been nothing more than that fifty.
There's nothing else in the eyes.
That's it for a fifty, and if you change it to a hundred, it's okay Thinking of Qin Ye's expression when he found out that his wallet was full of his own goods tomorrow, Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but laugh twice.
After laughing, Zhao Lingjun felt that his whole body was comfortable, and the feeling of wanting to kill was finally relieved a little.
But this feeling of being comfortable only lasted for a few seconds, and after a few minutes, Zhao Lingjun could only grab a bath towel and walk towards the bathroom with great sadness.
Because although he has been washed three times, Zhao Lingjun still feels that his body is full of the smell of stinky dried tofu, and it seems that the taste has penetrated into his bones, and he has to elution the skin to remove it.
When stepping on the threshold bar in the bathroom, Zhao Lingjun thought that if he continued to wash like this, would even a certain part of his body be washed off by himself.
When he thought so, Zhao Lingjun stepped on the threshold bar in the bathroom.
Then a huge and incomparably painful feeling rushed from the soles of Zhao Lingjun's feet to the top of Zhao Lingjun's head.
"Ahh Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but let out a miserable howl.
He squatted down and grabbed his left foot.
That feeling of pain made Zhao Lingjun feel a bang in his head.
The first thing Zhao Lingjun saw was, of course, the threshold bar in front of him.
But the threshold made of marble was very smooth, and it was not at all different from usual.
Then Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but look at his feet.
It was Zhao Lingjun's left foot that stepped on the threshold, and the huge pain came from the heart of Zhao Lingjun's left foot.
And Zhao Lingjun almost fainted with fright when he saw the heart of his left foot.
The first thing Zhao Lingjun saw was a bruise on the heart of his left foot.
And in the middle of the bruised patch was a wound that had been washed white.
The wound was not large, but it was so deep that at first glance, it looked like someone had pricked it with an awl.
Although now the bleeding from this wound has stopped.
But as soon as I saw the flesh on my feet flipping.
Zhao Lingjun still felt dizzy for a while.
After a moment, Zhao Lingjun let out a breath.
Zhao Lingjun felt that no matter what, he was already very lucky that he did not lose blood and died.
"But how could such a wound be pierced on his own foot?"
Zhao Lingjun was very puzzled, but when Zhao Lingjun's eyes fell on the disgusting rain boots that he threw in the trash can next to the toilet, Zhao Lingjun suddenly understood why he had such a terrifying wound on his foot.
There are some feelings that will never be forgotten.
As soon as Zhao Lingjun saw the pair of rain boots, he remembered the feeling that his feet were like soaking in a butter bucket.
And Zhao Lingjun knew that the culprit who stabbed his left foot must be the hard object that poured into his rain boots along with those disgusting mud.
As soon as Zhao Lingjun ran out of the sewer, he just wanted to run back to the bathroom as fast as possible to flush away the disgusting things that stuck to him.
So although at that time, Zhao Lingjun already felt that his left foot was already tingling, but Zhao Lingjun did not immediately take off his rain boots to take a look.
And because the wound was on the soles of his feet, although it was a little painful to walk, Zhao Lingjun didn't notice it for a while, and it wasn't until the wound happened to be on the threshold that Zhao Lingjun felt incomparably painful.
"Oh my God, I'm not going to get AIDS, tetanus, or something."
When he thought that there was everything in the sewer, and he was stabbed in the mud there, Zhao Lingjun felt that he was half cold.
As soon as he thought of the word AIDS, Zhao Lingjun jumped into the kitchen with one foot like crazy, and rushed to the soles of his feet with a bowl of salt water.
Although I don't know if this has a disinfectant effect, Zhao Lingjun feels that it is better to do something than to do nothing.
If you try to sprinkle salt water on a past wound, you will experience that feeling of life being worse than death.
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When a bowl of salt water rushed against that wound, Zhao Lingjun only felt that his left foot was shaking and cramping.
"GBD, ah" Zhao Lingjun was so painful that tears were about to come out.
The pain of calf cramps, coupled with the hot feeling of a knife digging on the wound, made Zhao Lingjun want to die in pain.
After finally breathing a sigh of relief, Zhao Lingjun jumped into his bathroom in a hurry.
Now Zhao Lingjun has only one thought in his heart, that is, to throw the pair of trash cans that are still in the bathroom, which emit a stench, and contain half a disgusting rain boot downstairs.
Zhao Lingjun felt that the pain he was suffering now was all caused by these rain boots.
If you didn't have these long rain boots, you wouldn't have gotten to the bottom of the sewer.
When the time comes, if you slowly remove the debris from the mouth of the pipe on the ladder, you won't get drenched with disgusting stuff.
My feet won't be pierced like this.
So the current pair of rain boots has become the culprit in Zhao Lingjun's eyes.
"If I go to the hospital tomorrow and the doctor asks me what I saw, what would I say."
When Zhao Lingjun opened the window angrily, carrying the disgusting pair of rain boots and wanted to throw them down, such a thought suddenly flashed in Zhao Lingjun's mind.
Zhao Lingjun suddenly calmed down.
Zhao Lingjun suddenly wanted to see what it was that pierced the soles of his feet like this.
Is it a rusty iron nail or a sharp stone or a bone that some people haven't gnawed clean When Zhao Lingjun held his breath and slowly flipped the rain boots towards a plastic garbage bag, Zhao Lingjun thought extremely sadly, it must not be a fragment of a used syringe, or some terrifying bone or something.
"Ding" Then Zhao Lingjun heard a ding, Although he hadn't seen anything yet, Zhao Lingjun could hear that the dinging sound was the sound of a piece of metal falling to the ground.
Since it's metal, it's definitely not a syringe fragment or something.
So Zhao Lingjun immediately breathed a sigh of relief
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