All Worlds Madhouse

What they call “a small favor” is indeed just a small favor.

It was small enough that as long as I could carry those few people through the workshop of the chemical plant, it would be enough.

I've worked in a chemical plant for a few days, so it's not difficult for me. But trust me, I know what these people are trying to do.

Next door to the chemical plant is another large company. Although I don't know what that company does, these people definitely want to sneak in secretly, steal some things, or cause some damage.

Look, even though I was drunk, I immediately noticed the plan of this group of people. Maybe I have a talent for being a criminal. Haha, this joke is not bad.

In the end, I pretended not to understand but was very interested and told them that I would think about it. Of course, I couldn’t really be interested in this matter. The reason why I said this was just to let them know Help me pay for the drinks in advance.

Sure enough, those people readily agreed and agreed to meet again at this time tomorrow.

But they may be disappointed tomorrow.

In this way, I delayed my work until a little later than usual, and then set foot on the way home drunk. I walked very slowly along the way and vomited several times, so when I left By the time we reached the alley leading to the apartment, it was already dark.

I hope Jenny won’t be angry, but if she is angry, I will give her the lipstick. Haha. When I think of that moment, I have a sense of happy expectation, as if everything will be fine.

However.

Not really.

"Hi, I feel a little pain in my stomach."

Ten minutes after I got home, Jenny said to me, holding her stomach.

I don't know why, maybe it was the smell of alcohol on my body, or the bread today wasn't fresh enough. In short, I saw her frown getting tighter and tighter, and finally, she even started to moan faintly.

"Oh my god, what's wrong?" I asked anxiously, "Is it the smell on my body? Well, it's my fault. How can I drink? Let's go to the hospital now. Yes, we have to go to the hospital."

Jenny shook her head: "I don't want to go."

"No, you are in pain, I can see it." I said anxiously.

"No, it's just some pain. I think I just need some medicine." Jenny said, "Besides, we don't have money to see a doctor."

No money

See a doctor

I listened to these words and looked at the fine sweat on her forehead. I didn't know what happened. My wine suddenly woke up and my nose was a little sour. This was not a good sign, because... I started to cry. .

Tomorrow is her birthday.

"Okay, okay." I tried my best to keep the tears from flowing out. At this time, I had to be stronger: "Maybe some medicine is enough. Wait for me, I will be back soon!"

I said, looking at her with what I thought was an extremely firm look, that was all I could give her now. Then I ran out of the door quickly.

I don’t even know how I rushed downstairs. I seemed to have fallen down on the way, but it didn’t matter. I rushed into the pharmacy across the street and rushed to the counter regardless.

"My wife is sick. She is pregnant, but now she has a stomachache!" I tried to keep my tone calm.

"You should go to the hospital." The doctor at the pharmacy said calmly.

"I know, I know. But, please give me some medicine first?"

I think I should have expressed myself clearly, because the man looked up and glanced at me, then pointed to the long medicine shelf behind him and took out a bottle of medicine.

"This is an analgesic, but you know, analgesic is not a cure, so it can only keep your wife alive until tomorrow. You still need to take her to see a doctor." He still said lightly: "Two dollars."

"Okay." I said in a panic, and then started to rummage through my pockets.

First, I dug out a dollar, the only little money I had left.

Oh my god

OMG

I should still be able to find a dollar.

Only one dollar! ! ! !

Finally, sweating profusely, I took out the lipstick from my pocket.

The doctor looked at me, as if he could understand my inner thoughts.

"Sorry sir." He held up two fingers.

"Please, I need this medicine! And this lipstick is definitely worth a dollar, or even more." I don't know why, I cried, maybe the pores on my body can no longer supply the flow of sweat, or maybe I think , a little tear can make the doctor in front of me feel a little sympathy for me.

In short, my face twisted uncontrollably, and the tears that had been held in my tear ducts since the moment I was kicked out of the circus finally burst out of my eyes.

"I'm sorry, I can't give it to you, it will make me lose this job." The man said.

In my eyes, his face also began to twist. Doesn't this bastard know that there is a poor pregnant woman suffering from pain in the alley across the road?

"You bastard!"

I cursed angrily, and then punched the man with my fist.

I am a cowardly person. Since I had a wife and children, I have become more cautious. Otherwise, I would not have been so timid during the riot a few days ago. I have a family to support. This is my responsibility.

But at this moment, I pumped my fist crazily because of one dollar. At this moment, I seemed to understand that no matter how calm a person is, he always has a crazy side in his heart. The reason why he can still remain rational is It's just that this madness has not yet found a channel to release it.

I don’t know how long I fought, but when I came back to my senses, the doctor had lost consciousness, the medicine shelf behind him had been pushed down, and the place was in a mess.

But I didn't care about this at all. I was just glad that the bottle of medicine that belonged to me was not mixed with other medicines.

So, I happily held the bottle of medicine in my hand. I don't know why, but I also subconsciously picked up the lipstick.

Then, I rushed out the door.

At this moment, something in my heart seemed to be stirring.

What is it?

I have no idea.

But at this time, I suddenly thought of those people in the bar just now.

Yes, with just a small favor, I can make a lot of income.

That way, I can afford Jenny's medical expenses. I can even change to a better place to live before the baby is born.

At least what you see through the window is a road, not a wall