He's dead.

Zhang Kun held the man's body blankly, staring blankly, motionless.

Even when the ambulance came, Zhang Kun didn't notice.

The doctor and nurse rushed over with a stretcher, but when the doctor checked the heartbeat and snort of the man in Zhang Kun's arms, the doctor shook his head.

Then the police came, and then a woman of thirty-five or sixteen years of age came, and a little boy of seven or eight years old, and a baby who was held in the arms of a woman, I don't know if it was seven or eight months old or ten months.

The woman knelt in front of the man's corpse and cried loudly, shouting the word Weiping, which seemed to be the man's name, while the child cried and shouted the word "father".

The baby is also crying loudly, he or she, he or she, maybe he or she doesn't know why he is crying, but when he sees his mother and brother crying, he cries with him. He may not know what happened at this time, but when he comes, he will definitely remember this moment deeply.

Zhang Kun knelt there in a daze from beginning to end, maintaining the posture of holding the man, even after the man's body was taken away by the police and ambulance, Zhang Kun still knelt there, his eyes blank.

A policeman and a doctor comforted Zhang Kun, but Zhang Kun still sat there in a daze.

Just now, just now, a life, in front of him, just disappeared.

He watched as the man's breathing stopped, his heart stopped, and a faint transparent figure floated out of the man's body, and then slowly dissipated between heaven and earth.

This is the first time that someone has really died in front of Zhang Kun, but he can't do anything.

Zhang Kun's mind was blank at this time, until some faint discussions around him came into Zhang Kun's ears.

The sound is soft and choppy.

It seems that this man is the people around him, and his family background is okay, in the past few years, I have seen many people make money in the stock market, and then they also went to the stock market to roll around, and really made money, and then it was out of control, and since then he has been obsessed with stocks.

not only invested all the money in the family, but also secretly mortgaged the real estate to speculate in stocks.

Until the beginning of this year, the man was still making money, but at the beginning of the first half of the year, the stock market began to decline, and the man began to lose a little, but it was not serious, but last month, the stock market as a whole was sluggish, and the man's loss began to be serious.

I heard that not only did he lose all the money he made from the stock market, but he also lost most of the principal, you know, there is also the money for the man's mortgage of the real estate, which can be said to be the whole of the man's family.

Originally, it wasn't yet

What is it, but later, the man didn't know how, found a capital allocation company, and then used all the existing assets to use leverage to speculate in stocks.

Zhang Kun doesn't know much about leveraged stock speculation, but listening to the people next to him, it seems to be a kind of multiples of stock speculation, and if you make money, you can make a lot of money, of course, if you lose, you will lose nothing.

Then, this man belongs to the kind of loss.

With the last principal plus the money borrowed from relatives and friends, invest in leveraged stocks, plan to turn over the capital, and then, and then there is nothing.

The stock account was forced to liquidate, and there was not a dime left, and all that was left was the loan owed.

Then, not to mention the momentary inability to figure it out, or the huge pressure, the man chose the most wrong approach.

Zhang Kun didn't listen to what the crowd behind said.

He stood up in a daze, and walked in the direction he had parked.

Step by step.

However, when getting into the car, Zhang Kun looked down at the bloodstained clothes and pants on his body, Zhang Kun barely controlled his mind, found the nearest clothing store, and changed his clothes.

Zhang Kun packed the bloodstained clothes and pants, and then put them in the trash, and after that, Zhang Kun drove home in Dabai.

Along the way, Zhang Kun kept his mouth shut.

Back in the village, Zhang Kun first sent the feed home, and then silently returned to the clinic.

Zhang Kun's face remained calm all the time, Dr. Liu watched others play chess at the door, and Zhang Kun sat silently behind the desk alone.

After sitting for a long time, Zhang Kun suddenly got up, he came to the newspaper rack at the door of the clinic, looked for it, and found a Nanhu Daily a few days ago.

Zhang Kun took the newspaper back to his desk and sat down, silently opened the newspaper, and then found the fourth edition of the economic section.

The huge title was printed in Zhang Kun's eyes again.

"The international financial giants are plotting to short the Chinese stock market, this is a war!"

Zhang Kun read through the entire article again, slowly looked at it word by word, and read it for a long time.

There are still many words in the article that Zhang Kun can't understand, and the content of the article is still the same argument.

The article believes that the recent general downturn in the domestic stock market, and even the sharp fall, is due to the intention of some foreign financial forces led by Wall Street to short the Chinese stock market.

And define this action as a war, a financial war.

The last time I saw this article, Zhang Kun was really frightened by this title at the beginning, and it wasn't until I finished reading it that Zhang Kun was one

The face is crying and laughing.

At that time, Zhang Kun felt that when would a stock market be associated with war? Can the word war be used casually?

Today's journalists really dare to say anything and use anything.

War, what is war.

War kills people.

After that, Zhang Kun casually put the newspaper aside.

The first time I came into contact with the word stocks, I heard it from my uncle, who only knew that investing in stocks seemed to make money, so my uncle made a lot of money and bought a BMW.

The second time was on Dr. Liu's mobile phone, in Zhang Kun's senses, those red, green and green lines were stocks, and then Zhang Kun knew that the stock market can not only make money, but sometimes lose money, and even be trapped, so Dr. Liu was hospitalized once.

At that time, Zhang Kun felt that stocks were like gambling, and there were gains and losses. But this is normal, there is no absolutely profitable business, otherwise not everyone will buy stocks.

The third time was when I saw what was mentioned in this newspaper, but after reading it at the time, Zhang Kun just laughed and felt that the news reporter was too exaggerated.

And the fourth time, at my uncle's house, I heard the quarrel between my uncle and aunt, and I threw things, and gave my grandmother a trip that was not very pleasant.

At that time, Zhang Kun knew that stocks were actually not a good thing. Sometimes it will make people and families unenvious, and chickens and dogs will be restless.

And today, Zhang Kun knows a little more. It turns out that stocks are really going to kill people.

Let's not talk about whether the man's method of buying stocks is right or wrong, but today, there is indeed a person who jumped off the building and died because of stocks, and he died in front of Zhang Kun and in Zhang Kun's arms.

Stocks, really going to die.

Zhang Kun recalled in his mind that beside the man's corpse, women, children, and babies were crying loudly.

That's his wife and children.

His death is not only the loss of a life, but also the breakdown of a family.

It means that from today onwards, his wife will no longer have a husband, and his children will no longer have a father.

Zhang Kun silently looked at the huge headline on the newspaper, looking at the two words "war", Zhang Kun suddenly closed the newspaper silently, rolled it up and held it in his hand, stood up, and walked towards the outside of the clinic.

Zhang Kun returned to his grandmother's house, picked up the car keys, and then said hello to his mother.

"Mom, I'll be out for a few days. ”

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