Hearing the weekend ask himself, the old man looked very proud, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said triumphantly: "Boy, I have a terminal illness, and it's an infectious disease!" ”

"......" listened to the old man's words on the weekend, his forehead couldn't help but climb with black lines, listening to the tone of the old man's words, it seemed that he was proud of having an infectious disease and a terminal illness, how could he not be depressed on the weekend? Besides, if the old man really has an infectious disease and he has to be isolated, how can he wander around the smoking area like a nobody?

"Old man, you want to sit alone in a chair so you make it up, right?" Weekend laughed in his heart and said.

When the old man heard what the weekend said, he immediately became unhappy and said, "What nonsense? I'm terminally ill! ”

Noticing the old man's slightly flushed old face when he spoke, he felt funny in his heart, he felt that the old man next to him was very similar to Mr. Jin Yong's old urchin Zhou Botong.

After all, there were six other people smoking in the smoking area, and it was not easy to expose the old man's little tricks on the weekend, so he simply stopped talking.

However, if you don't say it on the weekend, it doesn't mean that the old man won't say it.

This old man has the face of Wang Chongyang, who is a supernatural power, but he is also the character of the old naughty boy Zhou Botong, it is conceivable that when he was young, he must have been a man of the hour who slept beautifully.

"You shouldn't care if I have an infectious disease, though." The old man said mysteriously.

"Huh?" When I heard this on the weekend, I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart, "How do you know that I'm not afraid that you're getting an infectious disease?" ”

"Because you're the same kind of person as me." The old man deliberately lowered his voice and said with a smile, "Boy, if I'm not mistaken, you should also have a terminal illness!" ”

"Huh?" The weekend was so horrified that I almost didn't jump out of my chair.

Yes, although he did not have a terminal illness or an infectious disease on the weekend, his current condition is indeed no different from that of a terminal illness.

If the old man is really a dying man, he and Weekend are indeed the same kind.

But what makes the weekend incomprehensible is, how did the old man see that he had a terminal illness on the weekend?

I knew that in Dr. Wang's consultation room before, Dr. Wang used many methods to fail to check the problems on the weekend, and it was precisely because of this that Dr. Wang asked to do a urine test on the weekend.

Dr. Wang is an expert in internal medicine in this hospital, and his papers often appear in medical-related journals, Dr. Wang did not check the symptoms of the weekend through several methods, but the inconspicuous old man next to him on the weekend was checked, could it be said that this old man is a miracle doctor?

But the problem is that even a miracle doctor may not be able to find out the condition of the body on the weekend.

But the question is, the old man did say that the weekend is also a dying person, does it mean that the old man is blind?

In order to test whether the old man is a charlatan who talks nonsense, Zhou Zhou simply put on a straight face and pretended to be very angry and said: "Old bastard, you just have a terminal illness!" Is there such a curse as you? Do you know if you're cursing me? ”

When he said this on the weekend, he played the role of a bully who bullied the old, weak, sick and disabled, and he was confident that the old man would be so frightened by him that he would not dare to speak.

However, what surprised the weekend was that the old man was not frightened, but still maintained the signature smiling face of the old naughty boy Zhou Botong, and said with a smile: "Housheng, don't be scary, I am not scared old man." ”

"And I'm not a charlatan who likes to run trains with his mouth full, since I said that you have a terminal illness, then you must have a terminal illness. In my opinion, old man, you have a terminal illness, and you have no more than three days to live, and you are a dying person. ”

"I advise you to hurry up and spend money to find a few women to have fun, how boring is it to smoke here alone? Besides, don't go to a doctor to spend money in vain, with that money, you can use it to help me accumulate some yin virtue is the king. ”

"You ......" listened to the old man's series of words, and the weekend was shocked, yes, whether the weekend wants to admit it or not, the old man in front of him is really a strange person.

"What am I?" The old man glanced at him and said proudly, "Boy, you don't believe I'm a charlatan now, right?" ”

"I believe it! I believe it! On the weekend, his brain turned fast, he thought to himself, since the old man could see his physical condition at a glance, maybe there would be a way to save himself, so he hurriedly took out half a pack of gold Kang from his pocket, originally he was going to hand the old man a piece of gold on the weekend, and then he thought about it, reluctant to let the child not catch the wolf, simply, he handed half a pack of gold Kang to the old man, and said, "Old man, come, the younger generation invites you to smoke." ”

Seeing the half box of gold Kang handed over by the weekend, the old man's eyes lit up, and the old man's eyes couldn't help but shoot a fine light, looking like an old money fan, as if the weekend was holding real gold in his hand.

The old man was not polite, and "snatched" the half box of gold kang in his hand on the weekend.

"Boy, don't get close to me." The old man took out a golden kang from his cigarette case and lit it before he puffed out the smoke and said slowly, "To tell you the truth, I can't cure the disease next to you!" ”

"You can't cure it?" The weekend was slightly stunned and asked uncertainly.

"Yes." The old man had an attitude of not caring about himself, and enjoyed the taste of Huang Jinkang by himself.

"Since that's the case......" said the weekend, while the old man was not paying attention, he snatched the cigarette case in the old man's hand, and even the cigarette in the old man's mouth was taken back by him, "I'm not wronged, let alone a philanthropist, since you can't save me, then don't smoke my cigarette!" ”

"You...... Alas......" The old man saw that he snatched the cigarette back on the weekend, and said with a painful face, "Alas, the world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient!" ”

As he spoke, the old man took out a low-quality cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"Huh?" Seeing the old man's cigarettes, he was slightly stunned on the weekend, yes, what the old man smoked was the kind of cigarettes that he smoked for three yuan a pack before he made his mark on the weekend, I don't know why, he suddenly missed the kind of life that was poor and white.

It is true that although I could only wear old high school uniforms on weekends at that time, smoke inferior cigarettes for three yuan a pack, and work hard for dozens of dollars a day, at least it was a period of tempering on the weekend, and it was a rare treasure in life. If it weren't for the down-and-out experience of the past, how would you have the motivation to fight for today's "three-room tile house"?

After such a while, the weekend felt that the dark energy in his body was becoming more and more out of his control, and those dark energy seemed to be crazy, rampage everywhere, if it wasn't for the weekend's strong pressure, I was afraid that those dark energy would have already broken through the meridians, qi, and internal organs in the weekend's body.

Once the Qi Fu blood veins and internal organs in the body are broken through by the dark energy, then the weekend's life will come to an end.

At the thought of dying, the weekend seemed to feel like I was back in the painful years when I had just walked out of school.

At that time, he was moving bricks in the brick factory, not to mention smoking gold, even if it was a pack of inferior cigarettes for three yuan, he often ran out of food.

At that time, on the weekend, he felt that a pack of cigarettes for three yuan was the motivation for his struggle, and in order to be able to smoke whenever he wanted to have a pack of three-yuan cigarettes in his pocket, he sweated like rain in the brick factory, and worked hard.

"Old man, will you give me a cigarette?" Seeing that the old man was enjoying it, he opened his mouth cheekily on the weekend.

"Housheng, don't you yourself have a bag of Jinkang that only local tyrants smoke? Why do you smoke my three-dollar cigarettes? The old man said curiously, "Besides, don't young people like you now like to compare the most?" Smoke to smoke gold, mobile phone to play mad dog. Vulgar, vulgar unbearable! ”

"I like to smoke a three-dollar pack of rotten cigarettes." At the same time, he said, "Old man, how about I exchange all the gold in my hand for a cigarette for you?" ”

"Hehe, what's so embarrassing?" Don't look at the old man's seventy or eighty years old, but his hands are too flexible, he said sorry in his mouth, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all, and he had already handed a cigarette to the weekend.

At the same time as he took the cigarette from the old man, he handed the old man half a pack of gold in his hand, and then got up from his chair, and squatted down in the corner of the wall to smoke it by himself.

Seeing squatting in the corner of the wall and smoking on the weekend, the old man's eyes flashed a hint of treachery very faintly, and after a pause, the old man said: "Hou Sheng, your brain was broken by the crack in the door, and you are willing to exchange half a pack of Jinkang for a rotten cigarette for me." ”

"I just like it!" He took a big puff of cigarette over the weekend, letting the hot power of the cigarette burn his throat, "As long as it is what I like, even if it is a piece of grass, I regard it as a treasure, but if it is something I don't like, even if it is a treasure, I think it is a grass." ”

Somehow, when I said this on the weekend, those eyes that had been dry to almost pure seemed a little hollow, as if the big-tailed wolf had been crippled by a hungry tiger and was hiding in a dark cave to lick its wounds.

The dark energy in his body, which seemed to be crazy, became more and more violent at this moment, and he felt the sweetness of his throat, which was the blood spilling from the lobes of his lungs, and if he hadn't deliberately suppressed it, he would have vomited blood.

People who have experienced life and death, love and hate, are poets, thinkers, and obviously, Weekend is such a person.

"Later life, why be so pessimistic at a young age?" The old man listened to the words that sounded a little awkward but made sense in the evening, and said, "Who can not die?" What is the difference between dying early and dying late? Besides, don't you have three days to get up, and if you have the energy to be pessimistic, you might as well do something that can euthanize yourself. Even if you do arrive three days later, you may not really have to die, maybe the king of Yama thinks you are more handsome than him, and he is not willing to take you in? ”

"King Yama thinks I'm more handsome than him?" Hearing this on the weekend, I almost couldn't hold back my laughter, "Interesting! Interesting! ”

At this moment, a girl in white sportswear flashed out at the door of the smoking area, the girl was tall, and the childishness on her face was still not taken off, but the slender legs wrapped in white trousers and the bulging arc of her chest were like a ripe big fat sheep.

This girl with a childish face and big breasts is none other than Tang Ziyan.

Tang Ziyan has been sitting on the bench outside the door of the smoking area and waiting for the weekend, but it has been more than ten or twenty minutes and the weekend still hasn't come out, after all, she was present when she vomited blood before the weekend, and she was worried about whether there was an accident on the weekend, so she blushed and forced her way into the smoking area adjacent to the men's toilet.

Fortunately, there were only Zhou Zhou and the old man in the smoking area at this time, and everyone else had already left, otherwise, Tang Ziyan would probably be ashamed to death.

The old man saw Tang Ziyan standing at the door, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and his color heart was exposed, and he almost drooled.