I can probably understand why Master Wang was able to go through such vicissitudes.

Maybe he also had a glorious past, a glorious past - after all, he was a researcher, and anyway, he was also a technician in a white coat.

Maybe he still has feelings for this pharmaceutical company. After all, he is also one of the few old employees who stayed in this pharmaceutical factory, isn't he?

What is Master Wang like, no matter how confused he is, I have nothing to do with me.

I'm just the one who accompanies him to smoke a cigarette and listens to him tell a story.

That's all.

What I care more about is the name I have always kept in my heart the last time I heard it.

This time, it was by accident that it entered my ears again.

Mississippi Poseidon Pharmaceutical Factory.

Is it because I'm already reacting to Mississippi in a stressful way?

I think it should be like this.

After all, that is the place where my wife spent her college career — there, to be precise, she wasted her years.

Maybe for the wife, that period of time can't be called waste.

Drunk and golden, the lights are bright, perhaps, this is the life she longs for?

Everything is also her own choice.

I was just worried, and scared—this was a nightmare for me, and I wanted not to be involved with my wife anymore.

Or rather.

I hope this place, called Poseidon Pharmacy in Mississippi, doesn't have anything to do with my wife!

I silently hoped in my heart that it was just a coincidence that my cousin would be able to get the drugs that were discontinued in that place.

It's just hopeful, everything is too much for me.

I looked at Master Wang, trying to get some comfort from him: "Master Wang, look, could it be that you guessed wrong?"

"After all, they are all discontinued drugs, and it is possible to be confused and mistaken with other drugs......

Master Wang didn't know when he lit another cigarette.

His tone was quiet, but he was not at all merciless, and it directly shattered my thoughts.

"If it's another drug, and that's what you're talking about, I might be mistaken, and I might not be very clear. ”

"However, this drug ...... I crushed it with my own hands and analyzed it!"

"The pharmaceutical company gave me the task of analyzing their drugs. To say without modesty, I can distinguish all the medicines of Poseidon Pharmaceutical and their family, even if they are powdered!"

"If I was just unsure, I hesitated. ”

"Now that I think about it—I don't know why you still have this drug, even though it's all discontinued—I'm sure it's the abortion pill I know!"

Master Wang's coffin was fixed, which also made me sigh.

But fortunately, at least Master Wang can confirm that it is the abortion pill he said.

At least after that, there will be no more possibility of mistaking the drug.

I tried to ask again, "Then Master Wang, do you know why there is still this medicine flowing out now?"

"According to what you said, isn't this medicine discontinued?"

"And everything on the market has been recycled, so it stands to reason that there shouldn't be any more?"

"That's right. Master Wang did not refute it, but agreed with my words.

"I'm curious about that, too! You're right, but I just don't know where you got the medicine?"

"So before that, wasn't I still asking you, where did you get it?"

Where did I get that? I got it from my cousin.

So where did my cousin get this drug?

He and Master Wang discussed many possibilities, but as they discussed and speculated, all kinds of possibilities came to naught.

However, at least we can confirm that the outflow of that drug must be related to Poseidon Pharmaceutical!

I was secretly wondering in my heart.

How did my cousin get in touch with Poseidon Pharmaceutical Factory?

Or...... I'm going to find someone to follow my cousin?

I still haven't done it.

It's not that I can't find any detectives - I've basically reconciled with Brother Li, so it's not a problem to ask him for a few detectives to come over and help.

It's just that I don't think I can get any useful information by following my cousin.

You know, my cousin is in the hospital 24 hours a day, accompanying her wife!

With a cigarette in my mouth, I put my hands in my trouser pockets and watched the sunset over the horizon in the distance, feeling a little lonely.

The vast world is surrounded by bricks and concrete.

Because the pharmaceutical factory is located in the suburbs, there are also some factories around, and at this point, it is even more lonely and nowhere to be seen.

I also felt a little desolate abruptly.

Is it because the world is too silent, or is it because my heart is too desolate?

Standing here, I don't even know where to go - the world is vast, where should I go?

My wife is still lying in the hospital, but she is mentally confused, and I am really disgusted to see her.

Inside the home, it was also empty, just a place to stay.

I also had an idle job at work, which was almost equivalent to paid leave.

There is no brother or friend around me who can share my heartfelt feelings. Brother Li: It may be, but once the seeds of doubt take root and sprout, can everything go back to the way it used to be?

At the end of the day, I'm just using him.

Come to think of it, he, Lee Sang-hyuk, thinks the same way, right?

Standing in this industrial area, I actually had nowhere to go.

laughed self-deprecatingly, when I was in college, I was also a prodigal son sought after by thousands of people!

Then he took a step forward and walked forward lonely.

I don't know where to go.

I hope I can get a taxi, but for now, I can only go home and get some sleep.

"Brother Wen Chu!"

Could it be that I am so lonely that I have a conjecture?

I felt as if I heard someone calling out to me.

Not to mention that this is an industrial area, I have hardly ever been there, and there are no people I know here......

"Wait for me, Brother Wen Chu!"

I stopped.

The voice seemed to be drawing closer to me. That's when I realized that it wasn't my imagination.

It's that someone is really calling me.

Who could it be? In this kind of place.

I looked back.

In the middle of the empty gray-white concrete floor, a white beret ran towards me in the afterglow of the setting sun.

It was a familiar scene—just like I had experienced so many times.

But in fact, I have experienced this scene countless times.

It's just that the background should be changed to a campus.

I subconsciously opened my arms, as I had done countless times.

I softly called out her name: "Ian ......"