"There is no shortcut on the road to success, and the bamboo basket is empty!" "Be a man and do things must be down-to-earth, don't be opportunistic, because no one in this world can succeed casually, nothing can be done casually, you can do it casually, I am a ghost madman, the name of the story I want to tell today is called "Don't Stop Medicine" to let you know what the results of taking shortcuts will be.

Lao Qu is an Internet horror writer, yes, a writer, because of his level, there is still a big gap between him and those real writers.

Lao Qu has always had a dream, that is, to be able to become a big writer in the limelight, for which he has also put in a lot of effort, and he keeps writing all kinds of bizarre and bizarre horror stories every day.

If you want to write a story or a type of story well, you must have a certain understanding of these things, and it is difficult to write a good story out of thin air.

In addition to the necessary accumulation of knowledge, writing also relies on talent and fleeting inspiration.

It's a pity that Lao Qu doesn't have any other points except for his bigger brain and richer imagination, and he writes stories not because he has talent, but because of his personal preferences.

No matter how rich the imagination is, there is a limit, and when the limit is reached, it is difficult to make any breakthroughs.

Now the old song has reached such a bottleneck, and I don't know what kind of story to write in order to attract people and satisfy everyone.

I've been sitting in front of the computer for almost an hour, I've smoked several cigarettes, and I've drunk several glasses of water, but the screen is still empty, and I haven't written a word.

Just when the old song didn't know what to write,An advertising bar suddenly popped up at the bottom left of the computer monitor.,The old songs used to be deleted directly.,Maybe it's too boring today.,I subconsciously clicked in.。

It turned out to be a brain tonic product, and it is also said to be the gospel of writers, after eating, it can stimulate your potential, make you inspired, and have a smooth journey on the road of writing, and easily become a great writer!

Isn't this medicine tailor-made for black, if you really want to sleep, someone will come to send a pillow, see that the price of the product is not very expensive, with the psychology of giving it a try, Lao Qu immediately placed an order and bought two bottles.

In less than twenty-four hours, the goods were delivered to Lao Qu's hands, and when he opened the outer package, he saw that there was a transparent plastic bottle inside, and there was no label or anything like anything on the bottle, but inside was a white oval pill like a calcium tablet, Lao Qu poured out two pills and put them directly in his mouth and chewed them and swallowed them.

The taste is not very good, a little bitter, but it is tolerable, not too unpleasant, after all, this is a pill not sugar, it is normal to be a little unpleasant.

After taking the pills, about half an hour later, Lao Qu felt it

It was as if my head had suddenly doubled in size.

Although there is this feeling of expansion, I don't feel pain at all, but I have a sense of clarity, and a little horror short film began to be staged in the mind of the old song, which may be the so-called inspiration!

Worried that it would be fleeting, Lao Qu's hands began to fly on the keyboard non-stop, and today he had exerted his typing speed beyond the norm, but what came up with his mind was far faster than his hand speed.

As the stories he came up with in his mind were converted into words one by one, the swelling sensation in Lao Qu's head gradually disappeared, and at this moment he felt a pain all over his body, and the whole person seemed to be about to fall apart, especially when both hands were swollen, and it was very difficult for Qu to stretch out.

Looking at the calendar on the wall, Lao Qu was surprised to find that he had been writing in front of the computer for three days and three nights!

However, these three days were not in vain, and the story that could only be thought of in the previous half a month was written in three days, and this time it was written, it was more popular with readers than the previous story, and the number of fans increased by nearly 10,000 overnight.

After this time, Lao Qu recuperated for half a month, and his physical strength was almost recovered, but this time Lao Qu didn't dare to eat too much, and only ate half a piece.

According to his inference, this will not allow him to write for a day at most, but who knows that this time he actually wrote for a full five days, and sent himself directly to the hospital, if it wasn't for the timely discovery by the neighbors, it is estimated that Lao Qu would not have seen the sun the next day this time.

After a month of cultivation, Lao Qu returned home and took out the medicine he bought and studied it carefully, and finally found a line of words in the cap of the bottle: "If you have any questions, please contact customer service" There is also a customer service phone number under it.

Lao Qu dialed the number, and there was a pleasant voice like other customer service sisters, and the customer service sister told Lao Qu that although this drug can help develop intellectual potential, it is relatively dependent, and once it is taken, it will become dependent on the drug, and it must be taken for a long time, and the normal dosage is not clear!

The last sentence of "not yet clear" angry old song is going to swear, there are still such drugs sold in the world, I don't know the dosage, I dare to sell it online, and I am embarrassed that the whole customer service that speaks so well is simply a pit without a draft!

Angry Lao Qu didn't believe in any nonsense about drug dependence, and threw two bottles of medicine directly into the trash.

That afternoon, when Lao Qu was about to write again, he suddenly found that his mind was blank, and he couldn't think of anything and couldn't write it as before.

After staring at the blank editing area for a long time, Lao Qu couldn't help but look at the trash can next to him, which contained the pills he had discarded.

"Don't eat

, you must not eat it~" Lao Qu kept saying in his heart.

Although he didn't take the medicine, the brain felt the same swelling as the previous two times, and this time it was accompanied by a severe pain, Lao Qu couldn't help but beat his head hard with both hands, and let out a painful moan.

This feeling is really worse than death, Lao Qu fell to the ground, kept rolling and struggling, until he fainted in pain.

After fainting, Lao Qu didn't feel anything, his head was still swelling a little bit, like a balloon that had been blown up, and finally overwhelmed, Lao Qu's head exploded, and the sound was so loud that the old lady downstairs was scared out of heart disease.

Instead of brains splattering and flesh flying after the explosion, there were large piles of white pills scattered on the ground, and if you looked closely, you could see that those pills were still wriggling on their own.

Before the police heard the sound and rushed to the house, a mysterious person came to Lao Qu's house, collected those white pills and put them in bottles, and it could be seen from his happy expression that he was going to make a lot of money this time!

The police arrived at the scene, and after an investigation yielded no results, a police officer said to himself after reading the results of the investigation: "This is the ninth case of the same death, what caused their tragic deaths?"

(End of chapter).

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