Zhuzhu was tired, so she asked for a recliner in the hospital, the kind of fifteen yuan a night, and covered it with thin cotton wool on the bed, ready to deal with it indiscriminately all night. She talked to Feng Feng for a while, and then fell asleep. Feng Feng couldn't sleep, she rolled her eyes, and the mobile phone was placed on the bedside table of the hospital bed, and it never rang, whether it was Li Huan or Ye Jia, it never called. The mobile phone was brought to her by the nurse so that she could easily contact the "family".

- They thought she still had a family, but they didn't expect that her family only had one "Zhuzhu". Therefore, when she first arrived at the hospital, after they used the first medicine, they refused to continue to take the medicine, and the money was paid for her by the nurse with cash from her wallet. When the cash ran out, they were afraid that she would not be able to pay the bills, so they refused to use medicine anymore, and only dripped ordinary salt water until Zhuzhu arrived.

Except for Zhuzhu, no one will come again. This is retribution. God generally likes to repay those women who do not have the innumerable merits of their beautiful and proud family backgrounds—but they are unrealistic—and it wants to punish those women who are "generally third in the country" but prefer to have illusory romantic dreams, so it will puncture and tear these illusory bubbles one by one, and make them cry and be sad and return to reality after waking up from their dreams.

Isn't this another form of salvation? Cinderella usually becomes a fat woman in the smoke of the kitchen, the crying of children, and the roughness of men, rather than breaking the crystal slipper in the full banquet of the palace and the moon of the wind.

A fat woman with money is called rich, and a fat woman with no money is called a fat woman - the same is a fat woman, and it is still necessary to distinguish style. Therefore, God created talents into high and low, rich and poor, beautiful and ugly.

God and the Jade Emperor are actually very philistine, so the vast majority of their people are so philistine.

It was already very late at night, and the phone made three consecutive sounds of no power, and then it turned off automatically. In her hurry, the nurse didn't remember to bring her a charger, she thought, in fact, it didn't matter if there was electricity or not. In this world, except for the company urging them to hand over the plan, no one else will call them, and it doesn't matter if they have a charger or not.

What Ye Jia, what Li Huan, are just a mirror, from now on, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road. Only Zhuzhu, only the ordinary woman around her, is the only bit of warmth in this world.

(End of Volume 1)