The fat boss knelt on the ground with his back to me, his hands on the ground, and his head bowed to leave me with a broad, thick back.
The shirt slipped up, revealing a large section of his waist, making him look both embarrassed and funny.
I noticed that his back was still shrugging, as if he was crying, but I immediately realized that the fat boss looked like a reaction to some kind of illness.
Knocking on the door and window quickly and powerfully, I was sure that the fat boss had heard the movement, he must have wanted to turn around to open the door, but he couldn't move at all, his body shook from side to side, and he didn't turn around, but curled up closer.
I really couldn't wait, I looked around, and saw that there was a stone floor tile not far behind me that was broken, it looked like it might have been crushed by a truck, and there were still a lot of broken floor tiles, but this one was seriously torn apart.
Without saying a word, I ran over, picked up a small piece of floor tiles, and went back to the door of the fat boss's shop, slamming it the glass door.
The glass shattered and fell to the ground with a screeching sound, and by this time there were already people on the street, and I noticed that they had all pulled out their mobile phones, as if they wanted to call the police, and as if they wanted to record the video.
"Something happened to the man inside, I have to save him," I shouted, pulling the stubble from the glass stubble on the door, reaching inside, and opening the latch.
Some people have already come to see it, and some of the fat boss's peers, when they saw that what I said was true, they proposed to call 120 immediately.
I ignored them, quickly squatted down next to the fat boss, and anxiously asked him what was wrong.
As soon as the fat boss raised his head, I was startled.
His face was almost purple pig liver, and he looked like he was choking on eating, and it looked like he was having an asthma attack, because he was already breathing hard, and he could only breathe briefly, and his throat and eyes made a shrill roar like a whistle.
"Don't call the police, don't go to the hospital," the fat boss grabbed my hand and said to me with red eyes, he looked very scary, as if he had just experienced something extremely terrifying.
I understood what he meant, nodded hurriedly, turned to the onlookers behind me and said, "Fat brother is an old problem, he just rests for a while, no need to call, I'm here to accompany him" When they heard me call me Fat Brother, their doubts about me were dispelled, and they had an extra layer of trust, because people who had a good relationship with the fat boss would call him that.
"Let's disperse, let's disperse, it's okay, I'm working in the hospital, I can handle it" As soon as I said this, those well-wishers instructed me twice, saying that it really didn't work or send it to the hospital, and then they dispersed.
I closed the door that I had smashed, and went back to the fat boss.
He gave me his hand and looked in the direction of the room, and I understood, and immediately put the fat boss's arm on his shoulder and helped him into the couch in the back room.
I saw water on the coffee table, so I handed it to him, and the fat boss spilled it out as he drank it, but finally slowly eased up.
"Fat brother, you scared me to death, what the hell happened just now, what if I didn't come" I was a little afraid.
"It's okay, it's really an old problem, I'll just take a rest, I'm going to die."
He spoke slowly, less than a third of his speed.
And I took a closer look at the fat boss and realized that he was much more haggard than the last time I saw him.
"What happened during this time?"
I asked.
The fat boss glanced at me, "I have been retributed, maybe I have been retributed" "Fat brother, what do you say, you are so nice and enthusiastic, how can there be retribution" I comforted him.
He grinned at me, a little desolate, "I sell dog meat on the head of a sheep, open a Tibetan incense shop, buy expensive forbidden drugs, even you almost put your life into it, that's why you stupid boy will talk about me like that" "But you did risk your own life to help us, and the medicine you sold didn't cost human life, at most the effect of the medicine can't be achieved, forget it, you can tell me what the hell is going on."
The fat boss's face became solemn, his thick lips were closed, the corners of his mouth were facing downward, and fear made his face look a little hideous.
"I recently came up with a new drug, so I tried it myself, but as you can see just now, there are problems with my body, but these are not serious, because I went to the doctor and came back with some medicine, but the most terrible thing is my eyes" "What's wrong with the eyes" "My eyes, fucking seeing strange things, and always having nightmares, I think the evil spirits have haunted me, maybe the people I used to heal, and they came back to me to ask for my life, and when I was weak, they got into my body and tortured me."
The fat boss's eyes were round when he spoke, and he was always smiling when he had small eyes, but it was really scary to suddenly do this, and the place he stared at was as if something really existed.
"There are no ghosts at all," I said, with great confidence.
But as soon as his hand touched the purse in his pocket, if there was no ghost, how could he explain that his biological mother had maintained her appearance as before, found me from the cemetery and the pile of corpses, and gave me this thing for me to take out and give to him "Don't think nonsense, let me tell you, I used to dream about strange things, and it's not good now.
Speaking of which, what do you see?"
The fat boss's little eyes rolled for a moment, glanced at me, quickly looked at the coffee table again, and said with great fear: "Have you seen this coffee table, there are a lot of colorful patterns on it, and those patterns will move, but this coffee table I bought back personally, it has no patterns at all and this, this" The fat boss picked up the photo and put it on the sideboard and said to me, "I see the background of the photo moving, just behind me and my brother, and from time to time an old man will walk by" Listening to his words, my hairs stood up, this photo is a photo of him and his brother Lin Qing, the background is the forest company, his family's original industry.
But I think the fat boss just had side effects and hallucinations because he took the medicine he researched.
"Otherwise, I'll call Xiaoxue over to show you that she has studied with you for a while, maybe she knows your illness better than the doctor."
I asked for his opinion.
The fat boss began to rummage through the cabinets to find something, so it seemed that he replied casually, "Okay, Xiaoxue is okay, this girl is stable." ” I was about to call Xiaoxue when the fat boss suddenly took out a photo album, beads of sweat ran down the sides of his cheeks, and his face had changed from the color of purple pig liver to a sallow and sallow dead face.
This small album is very old, or the kind of insert in the past, put a photo on each page, he quickly flipped through the album, looking at the yellowed photos, I estimate that the age of this album is probably older than the fat boss.
The fat boss flipped through one of them and showed it to me, and I was so scared that I couldn't breathe just by looking at it.
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