Chapter 1 The mountains and rivers are exhausted, and the time of death is approaching

(New Year's book, tell a story with peace of mind.) Thank you for your support, please rest assured to collect this book. )

The old desktop fan made a few dull noises, the tin shelves trembled, and the rusty fan blades stopped spinning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The tall young man buried in the pile of papers stood up with a wail, angrily slammed the fan a few times, and turned the switch on and on.

Motionless.

Looks like this is on strike completely.

Unlucky!

The sealed warehouse was as hot as a stove, and the only hope of the old man's fan was also in vain, and the young man was annoyed in his heart, and sweat flowed down his neck wantonly, and soon wet his shirt.

"Su Ziyu! Mr. Li is looking for you!"

A thin man with a big back and oily hair walked to the door, with a bit of schadenfreude on his face, shouted and turned his head and left.

"It's coming, it's coming. The young man didn't care about fighting with the fan anymore, so he hurriedly ran out after him, accompanied by a smiling face. "Brother Huang, what is Mr. Li looking for me?"

The man called Brother Huang snorted from his nostrils: "I don't know, you will know when you go." ”

Su Ziyu was full of doubts and followed him all the way to the innermost office, and when he pushed the door in, the cold air from the air conditioner instantly made him feel comfortable and almost came out.

The boss of the company who slammed the door to the extreme hid in the office to blow the air conditioner, but he was reluctant to ration even a good fan to the employees, which was really a bit of a small family.

"Xiao Su, look at your list, why did you make a mistake again?"

Mr. Li, who was sitting behind the boss's chair, struggled to move his mountain of flesh, shook a whole stack of documents until it rattled, and then slapped it on the desk, asking in a gloomy voice.

Of course, Su Ziyu recognized that this was the outbound and warehousing list and reconciliation table that he had sorted out last week, and when he heard this, the corners of his eyes jumped, and he didn't even dare to sit down, so he picked up the document and took a look.

Do you need to be so exaggerated, Su Ziyu slandered in his heart, but he was under the eaves and had to bow his head, so he quickly admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry Mr. Li, I'll change it immediately." ”

Mr. Li unhurriedly took out a cigarette, lit it with a "snap", stared at him for a long time and said lightly: "I heard that you suddenly had a seizure when you picked up customers a few days ago?"

"Oh!? No, I'm not crazy. It may have been a heat stroke that day, but it was soon healed. Su Ziyu was extremely flustered and hurriedly defended.

"Really? How did I hear this wasn't the first time. Mr. Li moved his fat body comfortably, and unscrupulously swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog here. "Xiao Su, I recruited you because you are honest, and if you make a mistake, forget it. I also got sheep madness, it really affects the company's image too much, it seems that my small temple can't accommodate you, or find another high!"

Su Ziyu's face froze completely, I really want to ironically, a small company with less than 20 people, it is still bad to use a fan, what is the company's image? As a warehouse manager, he is not only responsible for going out and entering the warehouse, but also helps to send performance equipment when he is busy, and even helps to contact customers.

The fat Mr. Li didn't care what he thought, and waved his hand impatiently like a fly: "Okay, needless to say, you can pack up your things and leave." ”

"In this case, Mr. Li, let's see if you have settled my salary for more than 20 days. Looking at the other party's appearance, he knew that the matter was irreparable, Su Ziyu swallowed his anger and lowered his voice.

"Do you still want a salary? I don't blame you for scaring away my customers, it's good! Mr. Wang of Rixin Department Store personally called to cancel the planning of the anniversary, but fortunately, my Lao Li had some face to persuade him, but the only condition was that he didn't want to see you. I really can't imagine that there is a sheep epilepsy at a young age!" Mr. Li showed a little pride in his eyes, boasting of his strong connections.

The door to his office was still open, and the employees of the other companies outside noticed the movement, whispering and even pointing at him.

"I'm not crazy!" Su Ziyu roared angrily, attracting more people to look at him.

Mr. Li didn't mean to be frightened at all, and glared at him unhurriedly: "What are you doing, you want to play tricks?

Su Ziyu clenched his fists, let go again, looked back at Huang Bo who was standing at the door with a mocking face, and suddenly his mind suddenly realized: "You provoked it, right?!"

The celebration case was taken by him and Huang Bo together, and the new person didn't react much that day, so how could he suddenly come over to complain again.

The company's first dog-legged Huang Dang came over exaggeratedly, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and said fearlessly: "You sheep crazy almost scared the people of Rixin Department Store away last week, and I am also thinking about the company." ”

Su Ziyu is not an idiot, of course he understands, a fat pig Mr. Li has been working as a coolie for nearly a month, and this dog-legged Huang Bo is even more afraid that he will rob him of his position, and he has never stopped targeting himself since the day he joined the company.

He took a deep breath and looked at the two of them sneering: "Fat pig and thin dog, it's really a natural pair." ”

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about?!" Huang Bo didn't expect that Su Ziyu, who had been following him all day long, also broke out, and his angry face was crooked.

"I don't want that little money, just keep it to buy diet pills!" Su Ziyu turned his head and pointed at the fat Mr. Li to taunt, then turned around and walked in front of the thin monkey Huang Bo, staring at him until the other party turned his head with a weak heart, and then raised his head and sneered and left. "I said good dogs don't get in the way!"

Huang Bo, who was very inward-looking, followed behind and scolded angrily, but the difference between the two sides was too big, and he really didn't have the confidence to do it, so he could only watch Su Ziyu walk away.

Su Ziyu, who was like winning a battle, immediately hung his head after going out, and slapped his swollen face to fill a tough guy for a while, and now he is shy and has lost his income, and the taste is not good.

The June sun had begun to heat up, and as he walked out the door, he squinted his eyes slightly for a moment before moving on.

Although Mr. Li and Huang Bo of Elephant Culture are both villains, there is one thing that is not wrong, Su Ziyu is indeed sick, although he can be sure that it will definitely not be the epilepsy that the two of them thought.

In fact, even Su Ziyu himself didn't know what strange disease he had, he only knew that when he didn't have a seizure, he was no different from a normal person. Since I was a child, I don't know how many times I have been in the hospital, but without exception, I have given the same diagnosis: no problems, absolutely healthy.

Healthy hell!

Su Ziyu clenched his fists unwillingly, thinking that his body was too weak when he was a child, so he worked hard to exercise, swimming, long-distance running, basketball, sanda, and what was the result?

He is better than ordinary people in every workout item, but this strange problem still haunts him.

And...... Recently, it seems that the outbreaks have become more frequent.

Su Ziyu's clenched fist was released, and the joints crunched again, his breathing became unconsciously heavy, and he felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter.

Damn it!

You won't do it again, will you?!

He was all too familiar with the precursors of the onset of this strange illness, first breathlessness, increased body temperature, and then ......

Su Ziyu raised his head suddenly, and felt that everything in front of him became brighter, even the dust and particles in the air were also visible, and countless small sounds around him were all in his ears.

The breeze blowing beside him, the fallen leaves rubbing on the ground, the whispers of nearby passers-by making porridge on the phone, and even the roar of car engines in the distance, the huge amount of information frantically drilled into his brain, giving him a headache.

One after another, indescribable strange lights bloomed in front of my eyes, but all the scenery became blurred and blurred, and even ghosts appeared, and it was impossible to distinguish each other from each other.

Su Ziyu moved his steps with difficulty, and quickly wet his clothes like a spring of cold sweat, and moved to the side of the roadside flower bed with instinct, and sat down heavily.

This is a strange feeling that cannot be described in words, and it is clear that I can clearly sense the blood in my body tumbling and roaring, as if all the cells are fighting for fate, bursting out with two hundred percent of energy, but I gradually lose control of my body and can only be slaughtered.

Here we go again!

Su Ziyu shouted angrily in his heart, as if he wanted to pour out all the pain and torture he had suffered.

But he couldn't do anything, not even if he wanted to flick a fingertip.

He could only collapse helplessly on the edge of the flowerbed, and let his strange state drive more and more violently, as if his whole body was burning, and his breath was accompanied by spitting flames, and he wanted to burn everything to the ground.

This time it was more than a violent strange disease, not only controlling his body, but also torturing him to the point that his heart was broken, and he was simply beyond the limit of tolerance, and even his consciousness was about to be crushed at any time.

The eyelids are closed.

The terrifying sounds, the boiling blood, the burning breath, were all fading away from consciousness.

However, this does not mean that the pain is over, but that one's own will can no longer support it.

I probably ...... You're going to die, aren't you?

It's okay if you're relieved.

This was the last thought in Su Ziyu's mind.

Consciousness then fell into the infinite darkness, but it was not a complete nothingness, but there was still a faint residual of consciousness, until something seemed to be more in the darkness.

"Namo......! The room slashes the slaves, and the Maha binding day is also carried by the road...... Om...... Hulu! Hulu...... Dethazar ......"

What was that?!

I don't know how long it took, Su Ziyu suddenly woke up, this indistinguishable and detailed recitation, obviously low and inaudible, but the words were sent into his brain.

The terrifying and chaotic sounds, the burning pain of the flames, also pulled his consciousness back again, but they could not hide the strange chanting sound, as if these words were not ringing in his ears, but directly from his heart.

Strange diseases come and go like a tide.

Su Ziyu's eyes opened again, and he clearly felt that the unspeakable pain was rapidly receding, and the control of consciousness and body gradually recovered.

The chanting suddenly disappeared.

Everything around him was normal, and a few passers-by were looking at him with puzzled eyes.

"What's wrong with the young man?"

"Are you alright?"

"I'm sweating a lot, do you want to call the emergency number?"

Su Ziyu stood up suddenly, but he startled a few people, but he couldn't care about the reactions of the people around him, he just hurriedly walked a few steps, looked around, but couldn't find anything unusual.

The voice...... Is it a hallucination?

"I ...... I'm fine, thanks. Su Ziyu turned his head with difficulty, and a smile appeared on his pale face.

The onlookers had strange faces and left one after another.

Su Ziyu let out a long breath, looked at the clothes that were soaked with sweat as if they had been fished out of the water, and smiled bitterly, this strange disease was unprecedentedly violent, and he almost thought that he was going to die.

It's not that I'm close to death, I'm hallucinating.

Su Ziyu's mind was in chaos, and he dragged his heavy steps into the rented community.