In late autumn, by the Songhua River in H City, the capital of HLJ, the withered yellow leaves fall with the cold and bleak wind, and the sun shines on the body, and I don't feel warm at all. I don't know if it's because the weather is getting cooler or because it's not a holiday, but a few people are less bustling and lively, but it makes the autumn here a little stronger. Wu Han tightened his collar and whispered about the fucking weather, and his fucking life, because it was this natal year. For the past 20 years, the 15th of every month has been a difficult day for Wu Han, and all kinds of bad things will come as scheduled on this day.

To be precise, it should be when he was 5 years old that this kind of thing was determined and known to everyone. At that time, Wu Han was abandoned in a forest farm called the Eighteen Stations, located in the depths of the Great Khing'an Mountains, and it is said that it was named after the eighteenth station where the Eight-Nation Alliance Army entered Beijing and Cixi fled to stay outside the Guan. Don't think that this place is so tall because of this legend that it is really a small place that cannot be found on ordinary maps. Wu Han was placed in the only small square of the eighteen stations, where people usually relieve boredom and chat, and occasionally have some small activities and school sports meetings. Because the place is not big, the first wave of passers-by in the early morning found Wu Han lying in the square, his clothes were clean and tidy, and he was even very fashionable at that time. But when you look at the face, isn't this a black child? Foreigners really don't see it here, let alone a black person, and it's still a black child. For some reason, Wu Han occasionally groaned in pain, and the white teeth that came out made his face even darker, and it also proved that he was still alive. Everyone gathered in a circle, discussing the possibility of the child being here and how to solve the problem. I can't let this foreign child just lie here, although it is early summer, but the morning in the north is still a little cold. But no one went to check whether the child was asleep or unconscious, whether there were any injuries on the body or a note left by the parents. According to Aunt Li's recollection, it was a foreign-related incident, and whoever could do it casually would be a big deal. It wasn't until Secretary Zhao, the director of the forest farm, passed by at work that this situation did not last. After understanding the situation, Secretary Zhao issued several orders one after another, showing his ability as a leader for many years. Send the little black child to the health center first, check the physical condition, if there is a problem, treat it quickly, the medical expenses will be paid by the forest farm first, if the cost is too much, report it urgently. It's not that there is no hospital, there is no hospital in the small forest farm, and the health center is the only medical institution in the forest farm. For many years after that, whenever Secretary Zhao thought of Wu Han's treatment costs, the corners of his mouth would twitch a few times unconsciously. At the same time, two people were arranged to go to the train station and bus stop to check if there were any blacks or foreigners who had been here. Go to the police station to report the case, and ask to find and determine the identity of the little black child. Seeing that the matter was resolved, people dispersed, and today's incident became a topic of conversation after dinner.

The initial results of the hospital's examination were burns, which were supposed to be caused by electric shocks, and the area was 100 percent. Secretary Zhao's heart was half cold after hearing this, thinking that it was a foreign-related incident, and if it was handled well, it could be regarded as a political achievement, and he might be able to move upward. Besides, this injury is so serious, not to mention whether the medical conditions here can be treated, just thinking about the medical expenses is frightening. But in front of so many people, when the words are spoken, you can't make a death without help, it's hard to get the officials gone, and I'm not that kind of person myself, after all, it's a life. Grit your teeth, heal, pity my hard-earned little treasury. After more than half a year of treatment, Wu Han was finally cured. However, in the past six months, the careful nurse found that Wu Han's illness would recur every 15th, but she didn't take it seriously, just regarded it as a coincidence. Secretary Zhao looked at Wu Han's little face that had become white and tender, and he couldn't say what he was suffering from. It's been half a year, and there has been no news from his parents, only a note in the pocket of his clothes, with Wu Han's name and birthday written on it, and nothing else. What should I do? Who will raise the children? What should I do with education? What is the wrong thing with food, clothing, housing, transportation, eating, drinking, and Lazar? "Obey, I really convince myself" Secretary Zhao thought bitterly, you picked up the life, and then take care of it.

In this way, Wu Han was arranged in a house of the forest farm government, saying that it was the government, that is, a bungalow that was a little better than other houses, and lived a life of eating hundreds of meals. I have to be taken care of for the first two years, and by the age of seven I can do all the housework. Wu Han likes to be alone, one is due to his personality, and the other is that the decay of 15 per month sometimes affects others, so Wu Han lived freely and lonely after the age of seven. Although he lived on his own, wearing the clothes sent by his uncles, aunts, grandparents, and grandparents, Wu Han had a lot of childhood fun, going to the river to fish in the summer, catching cows on the wooden stacks of the forest farm, putting climbing plows on the hillside in winter, and charging everywhere. Day after day of accumulation, year after year of accumulation, Wu Han has become a young man. Wu Han never told people why he had to study so hard, and Wu Han's grades were always the best in the school. Wu Han has his own purpose, he wants to solve the mystery of his body, why is he very weak on the 15th of every month? This is definitely not a coincidence. And it's getting more and more serious, from being struck by lightning once a year at the beginning, to almost every month now. It's just that the damage to myself is getting smaller and smaller, and the recovery is getting faster and faster. Don't wait for a big one day to suddenly come and go straight to ashes, this is not a joke. What Wu Han can do now is to gain a higher level of knowledge through learning and find answers. The unexpected surprise of both character and learning is that parents with children line up every day to invite Wu Han to eat at home, and educate their children to learn from Wu Han in front of a sumptuous meal.

Wu Han was admitted to H Medical University as he wished, and he studied for both bachelor's and master's degrees, not because he couldn't get into a better medical school to study, but he really couldn't let go of the family affection of the eighteen stations, and he wanted to be closer, so that he could go back often. But then I figured out that no matter how close I was, it would be useless to have no time to go back, and I could go back no matter how far away I had the heart and time. Wu Han majored in bioengineering medicine and natural science, the reason is very simple, one is to understand himself, why is he less and less injured by the same level, and it is difficult to upgrade himself like WOW?

In the blink of an eye, Wu Han has been a graduate student for two years, it is Wu Han's natal year, and decay continues to happen every day, almost making Wu Han unable to live and study normally, Wu Han tried all kinds of ways to avoid it, including the nasty red pants that are still worn on his body. But it's always so coincidental that the 1 in 10,000 probability can still happen to you. Let Wu Han recall the decline that only came on the 15th of every month, how happy he was at that time.

Today is the 15th again, which should be worse than usual according to common sense, and it is also the last day of Wu Han's twenty-four years old. At this time, Wu Han had changed from an immature teenager to a sunny youth. The hair is a little messy, but it is neat, and it looks like it was cut by a small shop for ten yuan. The eyebrows are very dark, drawing a perfect arc to both sides, the eyes are not big, and when you smile, you squint into a thin slit, and the slightly round face, round nose, and the corners of the mouth pull a hint of cynicism, which looks particularly kind. Wu Han came to the riverside, it was empty, some things could be detected and avoided as soon as possible, and there were not many people in this weather, so he laughed and scolded to survive a small disaster. Just after complaining, a figure knocked Wu Han down, pressed Wu Han hard, and said loudly, "Brother, look away, don't think about it, life is the most important." Wu Han's head was buzzing, and he grinned and shouted, "I don't want to die, who is going to kill myself!" The buddy also got up, and immediately got up and slapped the dust on his body and said, "Brother, I'm sorry, I thought you wanted that, it's okay, it's okay." After speaking, he walked forward, and after three steps and two steps, he disappeared in a blink of an eye. Wu Han rubbed the big bag on the back of his head, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, touched,, my wallet. Wu Han quickly chased in the direction where the thief left, Wu Han not only had a scholarship in the past few years, but also earned some living expenses by working on holidays. But this year, there are too many things to do, and I can't work at all, like last month in KFC, I only went there for half a day and it was like a small terrorist attack, but fortunately, no one was hurt. There isn't much money in the wallet now, but there is a confirmation of Jenny's blood, which is very important to Wu Han. Jenny's blood is a new type of blood that has recently been discovered, the only one in the world, named after the owner of the blood type. The owner issued a reward, if found to be the same as their own blood type, a reward of 10,000 US dollars, willing to provide 400CC blood, a reward of 500,000 US dollars, willing to extract bone marrow stem cells, a reward of 10 million US dollars, the bonus has been paid by the world's most authoritative third-party organization, Xin'an, for a period of one year. As long as the requirements are met, the money will arrive immediately, and this news still dominates the headlines. Wu Han had a blood test when he was five years old, but he didn't test for blood type that year, and he didn't need a blood transfusion, and the health center didn't insist on it, probably because he thought his equipment was old or made a mistake. Wu Han didn't want to miss this opportunity, he had encountered too many ten-thousandths of the things, maybe he could meet it this time. But in the past, those were all bad things, and this thing is obviously a great thing, can you encounter it? But you must give it a try, now there are too many blood type tests in line, if this is lost, it may be overdue. Wu Han chased forward with all his might, thinking to himself, "I will point to this transfer tomorrow, and only when I have money can I do better research, and the relatives of the eighteen stations should also repay it." Thinking about Wu Han's footsteps, he became even faster. I fell a few times during the period, and I don't know what to trip, it's not a matter for Wu Han, I've seen a lot. Since after the thief disappeared, he didn't know which direction to go, Wu Han could only look around intuitively, and dark places with few people were the first choice. As soon as he ran into an alley, as soon as the cold light rowed towards him, Wu Han closed himself and dodged back, and at the same time heard the scolding, "Damn, Lao Tzu borrowed a little money from you, and you still chased after you, and your little money is not enough for Lao Tzu to make a shot." "There were two more knives, and Wu Han's clothes were torn. "Today, if you make Lao Tzu unhappy, you will let him bleed. Wu Han hurriedly retreated, and hurriedly shouted, "Big brother, I don't want money, there are important things for me in my wallet, and it's useless for you, just give me back that." "If something comes into my hands, it's mine, and if you want to take it back, there's no way." Besides, you stupid buddy, that confirmation slip has been fried for 5,000 yuan a piece on the market, and he's worth a fucking amount of money. The man said fiercely, his hand was not idle, and he stabbed at Wu Han again. At this time, Wu Han had been forced into a corner, and there was no way to retreat, so he reached out and grabbed the other party's wrist. But Wu Han has been in school all his life, although he has nothing to practice in the dormitory, but it is all a small fight, how can he have the strength to fight against this person. The tip of the knife approached Wu Han little by little, and the green tendons that burst on Wu Han's head showed that Wu Han's strength had been used to the limit, Wu Han felt that he had pierced the muscles in his chest, and if the person exerted his strength, he was going to see the Buddha. With a snap, a flash of light hit Wu Han's head, and the man fell directly to the ground, motionless. Wu Han's mood for the rest of his life after the catastrophe was extremely comfortable, and he couldn't imagine that this decay could save his life, so he had to make good use of it in the future. Wu Han slapped the white smoke on his head, laughing at himself to the point that "it can still quench hunger." After Wu Han was hit by electricity in recent years, he didn't have to eat for several days, and he wasn't hungry. I thought it would be good to do this, so I went back and connected the socket to the wire, and then pinched it directly with my hands. This not only caused a power outage in the entire dormitory building, but also the pain, spasms and convulsions of being electrocuted will never be forgotten. I've been struck by lightning not a thousand times, but eight hundred times, how can it be completely different from my own electricity. I've tried a few times, and this time it's not so dead as a direct pinch, but the electricity is also uncomfortable. It shouldn't be, Wu Han was puzzled, maybe the strength of the electricity was not enough, and the thunder and lightning were more violent, but he really didn't dare to try high-voltage electricity.

Wu Han took out the wallet from the man, but fortunately, the ID card, the money, and the most important confirmation slip were still there. Only then did I remember that this person didn't want to die, he had his own fingerprints and DNA on his body, and he didn't run. Although it was justified defense, how can you say it clearly, saying that a lightning bolt split himself, he was fine, he was fine, he was electrocuted, and no one believed him. Besides, I've been hacking me since I was a child, and I'm used to splitting, so it's okay, and I have to go to a mental hospital if I don't go to jail. Wu Han is going to use the knowledge he learned in medical school to do cardiopulmonary resuscitation, but it is not possible to designate this population as a counterpart, damn, it is better to be in prison. You can only use the pressing method, and after pressing for two minutes, it has no effect, damn, if you don't wake up, this person will really die. Wu Han was anxious, and desperately slammed into the man's chest, but to no avail, and then stomped on the man's chest frantically with his foot. Wu Han obviously heard the sound of bone cracking, at this time, the man's body twitched, followed by two light coughs, alive! This is a crazy world, this can also save people, Wu Han took out the phone and dialed the 120 emergency number, after explaining the address and the patient's status, he left immediately, and picked up the pole. A faint voice came from behind, "Dude, I wrote this down." He fainted as he spoke. Damn, he died again before the ambulance came. It shouldn't be a problem to wait for the ambulance to come and then leave, but this guy said that this matter was recorded, whether to write down to seek revenge on me or to remember that I saved his life, I don't want to be so much, in short, I can't let this person die.

The ambulance soon came, and the paramedics saw the opening on Wu Han's clothes, as well as the footprints on the man's chest. One of the men came over to Wu Han and said, "This little brother, can you tell me about the specific situation when you found this person?" and at the same time glanced at the female nurse next to her. Wu Han saw it in his eyes, and he didn't understand, didn't he want to call the police? By the time the male doctor wanted to say a second sentence, Wu Han had already fled several meters away. "Call the police, let's pull this person back first. The male doctor instructed as he pushed the injured man on a stretcher into the ambulance.

Wu Han ran aimlessly, as long as he got as far away from there as possible, and after a few minutes of running, an armored car was horizontal in front of him. A few armed policemen with loaded guns jumped down from above, quickly entered several strategic positions, and pointed their guns at Wu Han. "Lay down your arms, put your hands on the masthead, and slam them on the ground. A loud and intimidating voice came from the other side. Wu Han's mind hadn't turned around yet, but he did as he said, but he only did two steps, and he didn't have a weapon, what to put it. No, when did we dispatch the police so quickly in Huaxia? The equipment is so good? The quality is so high? There has never been such a fast police movie? Damn, riverside, anti-terrorism and riot police. Wu Han figured it out, you have to have a few guts to make things happen here. But wasn't that buddy doing something here just now? He was bold? Does it matter? Can't you? Wu Han didn't understand again. Is it that one in 10,000 chance that you will be on the table, damn, this day, it's not good.

Knowing that it was just an ordinary public security case, he sent Wu Han to the police station in the area. The police station did not immediately interrogate Wu Han, but first contacted the location of the household registration and the school through Wu Han's identity information, and learned the basic situation of Wu Han. It was found that Wu Han was not a person who committed adultery, and he should have only fought and clashed with the victim Wu Yong. However, what the police don't understand is that Wu Yong is the eldest disciple of a well-known local martial arts family, and that skill is Wu Han's ten, not necessarily one, why did he beat Wu Yong unconscious? This key must be asked clearly. And Wu Yong is still the brother-in-law of the director of the police station, this case must be taken care of, at least it is an intentional injury. When the transcript is finished, throw it inside, and then say hello, this kid suffers.

brought Wu Han out, and there was no measure, handcuffs and shackles or anything. After asking about the routine, what name, age, and place of origin were, I went straight to the point, "Tell me, what's going on?". Wu Han thought about it before the arraignment, and resolutely said that he hadn't done anything, he just saw it when he passed by. The kid woke up, and he couldn't say anything, and he could talk about what happened when he stole something. If you have to figure out the problem, you are not afraid, and you really haven't broken the law. If the boy died, he couldn't even speak, because he couldn't tell. Wu Han's answer obviously dissatisfied the interrogators, and the tone changed: "We have evidence, Skynet knows about it, we have surveillance video, I want to see it." "Slap the table" Hurry up and explain, I don't have time to chat with you here. Wu Han didn't say anything except that I really didn't do anything, so he didn't say anything, he didn't say anything, he just didn't speak. I learned this on TV, I don't know if it works, I haven't experienced it myself, and I don't know what to say, and it's wrong to say it. "Let me ask you again, where did you throw the electric stun gun?" The interrogating policeman spoke much quieter now, and his throat was smoking, and it was useless to drink tea. "I don't have an electric shock gun," Wu Han replied simply. "The hospital report said that the epipleural hemorrhage and sternal fracture were caused by external force after the electric shock. The policeman's voice rose again, "It's not an electric shock gun, it can hurt people with electricity, what is it, where did you throw it?" "I really don't have it, I really don't believe you use a lie detector." "You might be able to solve your own problems with a lie detector, as long as you tell the truth, and you haven't done anything wrong anyway. "You really think highly of you, you can't use a lie detector for a case like this, you don't have much to do, fighting and fighting Ou is at most an injury, do you have to carry it?" Wu Han was silent again, so Wu Han occasionally replied that it was not or really did not arrive at eleven o'clock at night, which was half a day. The police couldn't hold their breath, the matter of the director's relatives is a big deal, such a simple problem has been done for so long, and it has not been solved, this is a problem of ability. This can't be done, it has to be solved tonight, the police first handcuffed Wu Han to the heater, locked the door, and turned off the camera. Wu Han looked at it, this is the same as in movies and television, it's going to be violent. Immediately shouted "Someone, help, the police are going to beat someone." The policeman smiled and said, "It's soundproof here, let's recruit it, and suffer less crimes." Then he hit Wu Han with an electric baton, and the current quickly flowed on Wu Han's body, and he didn't feel pain, let alone spasms and convulsions, and even a kind of indescribable comfort, Wu Han moaned unconsciously. "I'll go, you're still a pervert. The police were surprised and angry, and called twice more. Wu Han then pretended to be in a state of pain, grinning his teeth and yelling, but he actually felt that it was a cool one, and he hoped to have two more electricity in his heart. Is electricity so different from electricity? One gives himself electricity is worse than death, and the other gives himself electricity to be doubly comfortable, which is completely two heavens of ice and fire. The electricity of the electric baton was all used up, and Wu Han didn't say anything except shouting. The police found a thick book, put it on Wu Han's chest, and hammered it vigorously. This time, Wu Han was uncomfortable, not only in pain, but also unable to breathe, and his face was flushed. "You are tortured to extract a confession," said Wu Han and coughed unconsciously. "I know it's uncomfortable, so it's not over if I tell you honestly. "Two more punches. It lasted like this for more than ten minutes, and the police came to a call, and when they answered it, they said, "Xiao Song, Wu Yong is awake, there is nothing to do with that kid, let that kid go first, and I'll talk about other things later." After speaking, he hung up the phone, and the other side of the phone probably knew what this Xiao Song was doing now. Now it's Xiao Song who is annoyed, what can I do, give this kid a meal of electricity and a meal, he has something, it's easy to say, but now no one has anything to do, it's not easy to do. Xiao Song didn't answer the phone with Wu Han behind his back, and the sound was not too good, Wu Han probably heard that he was fine. Wu Han understands the key to the matter, Xiao Song treats him like this for a reason, Wu Han just wants to leave this place as soon as possible. immediately said, "Brother, let me go if it's okay, I forgot all about the past." "For Xiao Song, more things are better than less things, just do what you say. When Wu Han walked out of the door, he didn't notice that the hands of the clock were just twelve o'clock.