The next day, Ding Dong got up early and rushed to the hotel where he worked.

She stopped studying after high school because she had no academic qualifications and could only find low-paying jobs. She had only been working as a hotel cleaner for two months and had already overdrafted her salary from the manager twice.

She knew exactly what would happen if she asked for money again this time, but she had to give it a try.

Ding Xiaowei is still waiting for her in the clinic.

"Overdraft of next month's salary? Miss Ding, are you a little confused about the situation?"

The female hotel manager, who was nearly forty years old, crossed her arms and looked at Ding Dong, staring at her with sharp eyes, and her tightly furrowed eyebrows revealed her bad mood at the moment.

"I have already paid you all your salary for this month in advance. Where do you think the company is? A bank? If you are short of money, I can give it to you at any time just by saying a word?" The manager looked at Ding Dong, who was standing in front of him with his head bowed.

, the words are a bit sharp.

Just as Ding Dong was about to say something, the other party raised his hand to stop her.

"Ms. Ding, I am now officially informing you: From today on, you are no longer an employee of this hotel, and the company will not ask for your overdraft salary this month. I have something else to do, so please do as you please."

After the other party finished speaking, he stepped on high heels and left.

Ding Dong stood there, his thin shoulders slowly drooping.

She had already guessed this outcome, and coming here this time was just humiliating herself...

Sometimes she really doesn't understand how far God has to push a person before it's over.

Three days ago, Ding Xiaowei was admitted to the clinic because of acute gastroenteritis. Ding Dong spent all his savings and asked the manager to overdraft his salary for this month, so that he could barely pay off the surgery fee. However, she could not pay for the subsequent medical treatment.

They couldn't afford any more money. The people at the clinic didn't kick Ding Xiaowei out because he was young. Ding Dong had no friends. In order to pay for Ding Xiaowei's medical expenses, he had no choice but to start his old profession.

Then I met Feng Chengyu.

Her life has always been miserable and poor, and Ding Xiaowei's illness only added fuel to the fire.

Ding Dong returned to the rental house, took out the key and was about to open the door, when he suddenly saw a small figure curled up in the corner of the corridor.

She stopped what she was doing, looked at the figure, and asked uncertainly: "Xiao Wei?"

The figure moved, slowly stood up holding the wall, and responded: "Sister."

Ding Dong felt as if his heart was suddenly hit hard by something, and an unspeakable sourness spread all over his body in an instant.

She walked over and saw Ding Xiaowei standing in the dim corridor looking at her, his pale cheeks and bloodless lips particularly conspicuous. Ding Dong wanted to hold his hand, but even the hand he extended was trembling.

"Did you sneak out?"

Ding Xiaowei put on a big smile, as if the prank had succeeded: "I slipped out when they weren't paying attention. The clinic is too stuffy. I'm almost healed and I don't need to live there anymore."

Ding Dong looked at him and felt his eyes were a little sore.

Ding Xiaowei has always been sensible. He naturally understands many things without having to tell Ding Dong, and he never lets Ding Dong worry about them.

The two of them entered the house, and Ding Dong gave him a bowl of egg noodles. He clenched his chin and watched him eat with relish.

They rented a small single room with a total area of ​​less than ten square meters. It had a sofa, a table that served as a stove, and a set of bedding on the floor. Even to use the toilet, they had to go to the corridor.

of public restrooms.

In City A, where land is at a premium, this is the cheapest room they can find, costing only 300 yuan a month.

That night, Ding Dong tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Under the moonlight, she turned her head and looked at Ding Xiaowei sleeping on the ground.

He seemed to be having a nightmare, his brows were knitted tightly together, and his chapped lips were moving, as if he wanted to say something.

She doesn't know how to spend tomorrow.

After watching it for a while, Ding Dong suddenly felt something was wrong.

In the late autumn weather, big beads of sweat slowly appeared on Ding Xiaowei's head. Because his face had always been very pale, Ding Dong didn't feel anything was wrong. But now at first glance, he realized that he seemed to be uncomfortable.

Ding Dong tried calling him twice, but Ding Xiaowei didn't respond. He seemed to be in a semi-conscious state.

Ding Dong was completely panicked and hurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed 120.

When the ambulance arrived, Ding Xiaowei had already vomited several times, and half of the vomited out was blood. Ding Dong was so anxious that tears came out. He sat in the ambulance and held his hand tightly, not daring to relax at all.

At this moment she almost hated herself to death.

Why is she so hopeless? Why can't she even do anything about her brother's illness?

If God could transfer the pain to her, she would be willing to die.

It wasn't until Ding Xiaowei was pushed into the emergency room that Ding Dong finally regained her composure. Looking at the words "Emergency in progress" above the operating room, she felt her heart was extremely uneasy, and her emotions were falling precariously until she hit the bottom.

She knew that the nurse would come after a while to urge her to pay, but she was already penniless.

She rubbed her hands anxiously, and a terrible thought came to her mind.

Isn’t it said that many rich people like untouched little girls? She, Ding Dong, can she exchange herself for some money?

When he thought of this, Ding Dong couldn't help but start to tremble all over.

Even when life was the most difficult in the past few years, Ding Dong never thought about such a thing. But now that Ding Xiaowei is ill, she really has nothing to do.

She took out her phone and wiped the screen with her thumb.

The dark screen reflected a beautiful face. She looked at herself on the screen and smiled sadly.

Unexpectedly, one day she would really lose all her dignity.

She searched several related posts on her mobile phone, and when she saw the explicit words in them, she felt a little nauseous, and subconsciously began to feel withdrawn.

Finally, she put away her phone and sighed.

Suddenly, a sentence floated in my ears from nowhere, "Mr. Feng, the old gentleman's condition has stabilized a lot now, and he will probably wake up in the next two days."

Mr. Feng?

Ding Dong's gray eyes suddenly seemed to be lit up by something.

She looked for her voice, but only saw the black clothes disappearing around the corner of the stairs.

She stumbled to her feet and ran towards the corridor.

Is it Feng Chengyu? If it was him, maybe he could help her...

Ding Dong has lost the ability to think independently at this moment, and has forgotten what he said last time, "I don't want to see you again." At this moment, she is willing to try anyone who can save her from fire and water.

.

Even if I am humiliated again.

Due to years of malnutrition, Ding Dong's physical strength was not very good. He followed the two of them up three floors, but he still caught up.
Chapter completed!