"Hey, Ling Hai, I'm Shangwen. I asked you to inquire about the people you asked. It didn't take long for Shang Wen to call.

"Well, Brother Shang, you say, I'll listen." Ling Hai said.

"Jiang Xiaodong passed away six days ago......"

Ling Hai was stunned when he heard this, and interrupted: "Wait, Brother Shang, Jiang Xiaodong is dead?" Are you sure it's Jiang Xiaodong from the third laboratory? He's a little taller than me, and he's a bald boy. ”

"Whether it's bald I don't know, I didn't see a picture of him. However, there is only one test subject named Jiang Xiaodong in the third laboratory, and if I heard me correctly, it should be the person you are looking for. ”

"Do you know why he died?"

"My friend told me that. Jiang Xiaodong's death is not an experimental accident, because Jiang Xiaodong had been diagnosed with acute leukemia before he came in. This time, it was because of a sudden intracranial hemorrhage that he was not rescued for a day before he died. Jiang Xiaodong himself came to the headquarters as an experimental subject because he did not have the money to go to the hospital for treatment. The experimental topic he participated in in the third laboratory was "The therapeutic effect of curing flower buds on severe and terminal diseases in humans", which is a special experimental subject, so the death caused by the disease is not attributed to the experimental accident ......"

Acute leukemia......

Ling Hai was stunned, and many details in his mind were instantly connected.

Bald head, pale complexion, bloodless lips, wheezing with the slightest movement, a small portion of food on four plates......

Patients with acute leukemia generally have clinical manifestations of loss of appetite because of chemotherapy, so the reason why Jiang Xiaodong takes four plates every time he eats may not be to attract attention, but just to be able to taste more of various meals in the few days left?

Knowing that he probably doesn't have much time, but he still faces Ling Hai with a smile every time, and he keeps trying to become close to Ling Hai, what is Jiang Xiaodong's purpose?

Ling Hai's mood suddenly became complicated and indescribable.

"By the way, my colleague and friend also said one thing, five days ago, when the cleaning staff was cleaning Jiang Xiaodong's room, they found a notebook in the corner under the bed. The staff contacted Jiang Xiaodong's family many times but could not be contacted, and the person who came to claim Jiang Xiaodong's body and salary before suddenly couldn't get through on the phone five days ago. Shang Wen continued on the other end of the phone: "Ling Hai, if you know Jiang Xiaodong, you can go to the Treasury Management Department to claim the things first, and when you get out, you can return them to his family when you have the opportunity." ”

"Mmmm, I see, thank you Brother Shang." Ling Hai's voice was a little low.

"That's all I asked, is there anything else I need help with?"

"Nope."

Hanging up the phone, Ling Hai stared at the dimmed phone screen and sighed deeply.

This is the first time that Ling Hai has faced death in real life. A peer who was still laughing before died suddenly in the blink of an eye. The feeling of regret for life and the awe of death were intertwined, which made Ling Hai feel emotional.

Thinking about it, Ling Hai couldn't help but call his mother. After truly feeling the preciousness of life, Ling Hai persuaded his mother on the phone to work less hard, and to travel and enjoy life when she had time. The mother and son chatted for more than two hours before Ling Hai came out of that complicated emotion.

The next day, Ling Hai went to the Treasury Management Department to claim the notebook left by Jiang Xiaodong. The notebook was not packaged, and when the warehouse keeper handed it over, the notebook was open, and when Ling Hai took it, he glanced at it casually and found that the content written in the notebook seemed to be Jiang Xiaodong's diary.

No matter what Jiang Xiaodong's purpose was for approaching Ling Hai, the only thing Ling Hai could do for Jiang Xiaodong now was to return the relics to his family.

When Jiang Xiaodong was chatting at dinner before, he had already said that his sister is now studying in Hongxing Middle School in Guangzhou Province, and her name is Jiang Xiaoyu. After Ling Hai went out, he could help return the relics to Jiang Xiaodong's sister.

It's not that Ling Hai is meddling, first of all, listening to what Shang Wen said, the people who came to claim Jiang Xiaodong's body and salary before, somehow, have been unable to contact him for five consecutive days, if Ling Hai doesn't help claim it, Jiang Xiaodong's relics are likely to be covered here forever. Secondly, Jiang Xiaodong has been with Ling Hai for so long and helped Ling Hai adapt to the life of the laboratory faster.

Of course, just in case, Ling Hai also left his own claim phone number with the warehouse management staff. If Jiang Xiaodong's family is contacted before he goes out, he can ask Ling Hai to get the relics.

Back in the room, Ling Hai put Jiang Xiaodong's notebook in a drawer.

Just as he was about to close the drawer, Ling Hai suddenly thought, perhaps...... Jiang Xiaodong is close to his purpose, and he will write it in Jiang Xiaodong's diary. Can you see for yourself how you can help?

After struggling for two minutes, Ling Hai finally took the notebook out again. Although it is not good to read other people's diaries privately, Jiang Xiaodong has passed away, and it is a pity that there is any urgent will in it and it is not seen in time. So, Ling Hai opened his notebook and began to read. He thought to himself that if there was any secret inside, he would promise not to tell it.

"Calamity 191, May 20, weather ...... Can not see.

Ha ha! Is that what the diary says, right? Today is my seventh day at the Tengfei Biological Research Headquarters, and I can't imagine that a gangster like me, Jiang Xiaodong, will one day be able to calm down and write a diary. If my friends had known, they would have been laughed at for a few years. Alas, no matter what, just write it, I don't know if I can get out this time......"

"What's next? I haven't written a diary, so I really don't know what to write...... Forget it, I don't know what to write, just start writing when I was a child, and I should look back on my life. ”

"I, Jiang Xiaodong, gender: big man, currently 19 years old, from Guangzhou. Since I was a child, I was a naughty child who did not obey my parents' discipline. At the age of ten, he began to smoke and fight, skipped class and rebelled, and lifted a girl's skirt. It's what others call an authentic bad boy. It is said in the textbook that human beings are inherently good, so when did I start to become bad? Now that I think about it, I think it started when I was eight years old. Before the age of eight, I was an ordinary child, but I was also very honest, I usually listened to my parents, and I didn't cry and ask my parents for toys that I wanted very much. But when I was eight years old, when my parents pointed to the children who had taken the first exams in other people's families and began to scold me again and again, I changed from being honest to rebellious, and the distance between me and my parents became more and more distant. ”

To this day, I still can't figure out how mediocrity is a sin. Isn't it true that people who are not excellent and don't take the first place are not worthy of living in this world? Why do my parents insist that I go for the first place, isn't it enough to be in the middle of the stream in my academic performance? That's a result I've worked so hard to achieve. Far from enough, I got the answer from my parents. Sometimes, I feel that parents need school education more. ”

"If you're not satisfied with this, why should I work hard? I can't do anything about the positive number first, then I'll take the penultimate first, anyway, as long as you can't get the positive number first, you still have to scold me for not being useful, then I will simply not use it completely. So I began to degenerate and began to learn the bad habits of the youth of society. Smoking and drinking, skipping classes and surfing the Internet, beating classmates, how to degenerate. I never cared about my parents' whips and scolding. As long as I'm having a good time, I'll be fine. So, at the age of 15, I was kicked out of the house completely. I officially became a bastard who wandered around society all day long, doing nothing. All I have left in my life is glamorous lights, fights, online pick-ups, and protection money. In the past few years, he has even been imprisoned in the detention center several times, but he still does not repent and continues to degenerate. At that time, it felt like my life had no other meaning than constant depravity. Now that I think about it, I really am a rotten person. ”