The next day, Ding Dong got up early in the morning and rushed to the hotel where he worked.

She didn't go back to high school because she didn't have any education and had to find some low-paying jobs. She has only been working as a hotel cleaner for two months, and she has already overdrawn her salary from the manager twice.

She knew exactly what she would expect if she asked for money again this time, but she had to give it a try.

Ding Xiaowei is still waiting for her at the clinic.

"Overdraft next month's salary?Miss Ding, are you a little confused?"

The female manager of the hotel, who was nearly forty years old, looked at Ding Dong with her arms crossed, staring at her with sharp eyes, and her tightly furrowed brows revealed her bad mood at the moment.

"I've already paid you all of your salary for the month in advance. What do you think the company is? Is there a bank? If you are short of money, you can give it to you at any time as long as you say it?" The manager looked at Ding Dong, who was standing in front of him with his head down, and his words were a little sharp.

Ding Dong just wanted to say something, but the other party had already raised his hand to stop her.

"Miss Ding, I now officially inform you: from today onwards, you are no longer an employee of this hotel, and the company will not ask you for this month's overdraft. I have something to do, so please take care of it. ”

After the other party finished speaking, he stepped on his high heels and left.

Ding Dong stood in place, his thin shoulders slowly drooping.

She had already guessed this outcome, and this time she came over to bring humiliation on herself......

Sometimes she really doesn't understand how far God has to force a person to finish.

Three days ago, Ding Xiaowei was admitted to the clinic because of acute gastroenteritis, Ding Dong spent all his savings, and overdrafted this month's salary from the manager, so he barely paid off the operation fee. But she couldn't take out any more of the medicine treatment in the back. The people in the clinic didn't kick Ding Xiaowei out because he was young, Ding Dong had no friends, and he was really desperate for Ding Xiaowei's medical expenses.

Then I met Feng Chengyu.

Her life has always been miserable and poor, and Ding Xiaowei's illness added fuel to the fire.

Ding Dong went back to the rental house, took out the key and was about to open the door, when he suddenly saw a small figure curled up in the corner of the corridor.

She stopped what she was doing, looked at the figure, and asked uncertainly, "Xiaowei?"

The figure moved, slowly stood up against the wall, and responded, "Sister." ”

Ding Dong only felt as if his heart had suddenly been hit hard by something, and in an instant, an indescribable sourness spread all over his body.

She walked over and saw Ding Xiaowei standing in the dim corridor looking at her, his pale cheeks and bloodless lips particularly conspicuous. Ding Dong wanted to hold his hand, but even the outstretched hand was trembling.

"You sneaked out?"

Ding Xiaowei pulled out a big smile, as if the prank had succeeded: "I slipped out when they weren't paying attention, the clinic was too stuffy, I'm almost fine, I don't have to live there anymore." ”

Ding Dong looked at him and felt that his eyes were a little sour.

Ding Xiaowei has always been sensible, there are many things that Ding Dong doesn't need to say, he naturally understands, and never let Ding Dong worry about it.

The two entered the house, and Ding Dong ordered him a bowl of egg noodles, and watched him eat with relish with his chin in his mouth.

They rented a very small single room, with a total area of less than ten square meters, a sofa, a table that served as a stove, a set of bedding on the ground, and even to go to the toilet, they had to go to the public bathroom in the corridor.

In City A, where every inch of land is expensive, this is the cheapest room they can find, only 300 yuan a month.

That night, Ding Dong couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

By the moonlight, she looked sideways at Ding Xiaowei who was sleeping on the ground.

He seemed to be having a nightmare, his brows furrowed together, his chapped lips twitching, as if he wanted to say something.

She didn't know what to do tomorrow.

After watching it for a while, Ding Dong suddenly felt that something was wrong.

In the late autumn weather, beads of sweat the size of beans slowly oozed from Ding Xiaowei's head. Because his face had always been very pale, Ding Dong didn't feel anything wrong, and now at first glance, he found that he seemed uncomfortable.

Ding Dong tried to call him twice, but Ding Xiaowei didn't respond, and the whole person seemed to fall into a semi-comatose state.

Ding Dong was completely panicked, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed 120.

When the ambulance came, Ding Xiaowei had already vomited several times, and half of the vomit was blood. Ding Dong was so anxious that tears came out, and he sat in the ambulance and held his hand tightly, not daring to relax at all.

At this moment, she was about to hate herself to death.

Why is she so unproductive, why can't she even do anything about her brother's illness.

If God could transfer the pain to her, she would be willing to die.

It wasn't until Ding Xiaowei was pushed into the emergency room that Ding Dong calmed down a little. She looked at the words "in emergency" above the operating room, and only felt that her heart was extremely worried, and her emotions staggered down until she fell to the bottom.

She knew that the nurse would come to urge her to pay the bill in a while, but she was penniless.

She rubbed her hands together in trepidation, and a terrible thought sprung up in her heart.

Doesn't it mean that many rich people like untrained little girls?

Thinking of this, Ding Dong couldn't help but start to tremble.

Even when life was the most difficult in the past few years, Ding Dong never thought about this kind of thing. But now that Ding Xiaowei is sick, she really has no choice at all.

She pulled out her phone and wiped her thumb hard against the screen.

The pitch-black screen reflects a beautiful face. She stared at herself on the screen and smiled bleakly.

I never imagined that one day she would really lose all her dignity.

She searched for a few related posts on her mobile phone, and when she saw the explicit words, she felt a little sick to her stomach, and she subconsciously began to feel withdrawn.

Eventually, she put away her phone and sighed.

Suddenly, I don't know where a sentence floated from my ear, "Mr. Feng, the old man's condition has stabilized a lot now, and it is estimated that he will wake up in the next two days."

Feng Zong?

Ding Dong's gray eyes suddenly seemed to be lit up by something.

She searched for prestige, only to see the black corner disappear around the corner of the stairs.

She stumbled to her feet and ran down the hallway.

Is it Feng Chengyu? If it was him, maybe he could help her......

Ding Dong has lost the ability to think independently at this moment, and he has forgotten what he said last time, "I don't want to see you again". At this moment, as long as there is someone who can save her from fire and water, she is willing to try.

Even if humiliated again.

Because of perennial malnutrition, Ding Dong's physical strength was not very good, and he climbed a full three floors with the two, but still caught up.

Looking at the tall and tall figure not far away, Ding Dong could immediately affirm that this was Feng Chengyu.