Celestial Employee

Zhao Lingjun has always been short of money, so naturally, Zhao Lingjun could not afford to throw fifty yuan into the toilet. Therefore, Zhao Lingjun originally wanted to flush the fifty sheets and dry them for reuse.

It was just because there was no water, so Zhao Lingjun directly threw the fifty on the window sill to dry.

Even after so long, the fifty is already air-dried. But the above is at least very good. Zhao Lingjun couldn't figure out how Qin Ye could find anything, so he put the fifty in his wallet.

After sitting on the bed for half a day, Zhao Lingjun came to a conclusion. At that moment, in Qin Ye's eyes, it must have been the fifty. There was nothing else in his eyes.

A piece of fifty is like this. If you change a piece of one hundred, will it still be worth it?

Zhao Lingjun couldn't help laughing when he thought of Qin Ye's expression when he found out that all of his purses were in his wallet.

After laughing, Zhao Lingjun felt comfortable all over, and the feeling of wanting to kill in his heart finally eased a bit.

But this feeling of Shutai's whole body lasted only a few seconds. After a few minutes, Zhao Lingjun could only grab a towel and walked toward the bathroom.

Although it has been washed three times, Zhao Lingjun still feels that he has the smell of dried tofu. It seems that the taste has penetrated into the bones, and it must be eluted to remove the skin.

When stepping on the threshold bar in the bathroom, Zhao Lingjun wondered if he would continue to wash like this, would he even wash off a part of himself.

Thinking this way, Zhao Lingjun stepped on the threshold bar in the bathroom.

Then a huge and painful sensation ran from Zhao Lingjun's sole to Zhao Lingjun's head.

"Ah ~~" Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but uttered a wail. He squatted down and grabbed his left foot.

The painful feeling made Zhao Lingjun feel a loud bang in his head.

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The first thing Zhao Lingjun saw was, of course, the threshold bar in front of him.

But the sill bar made of marble was smooth, and it was no different than usual.

Then Zhao Lingjun couldn't help looking at his feet.

It was Zhao Lingjun ’s left foot that stepped on that threshold, and that great pain came from the heart of Zhao Lingjun ’s left foot. Zhao Lingjun almost fainted at the sight of his left foot.

The first thing Zhao Lingjun saw was a bruise in the heart of his left foot. And in the middle of the bruised piece, there was a wound that had been washed white. The wound is not big, but the wound is very deep. At first glance, it looks like someone who pierced it with awl.

Although the blood of this wound has stopped now. But as soon as I saw the flesh on my feet flipped. Zhao Lingjun still felt dizzy for a while.

Moments later, Zhao Lingjun exhaled. Zhao Lingjun feels that, no matter what, he was already lucky to have died without blood loss.

"But how could he get such a wound on his foot?"

Zhao Lingjun was very puzzled, but when Zhao Lingjun's eyes fell on the disgusting rain boots thrown in the trash can beside him, Zhao Lingjun suddenly understood why he had such a terrible wound on his foot.

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Some feelings are unforgettable. As soon as Zhao Lingjun saw the rain boots, he remembered how his feet felt like he was in a butter bucket.

And Zhao Lingjun knew that the culprit that stabbed his left foot must have been the hard objects that poured into his rain boots along with the disgusting silt.

As soon as Zhao Lingjun ran out of the sewer, he just wanted to run back to the bathroom at the fastest speed to wash away those disgusting things sticking to himself. So although at that time, Zhao Lingjun felt that his left foot was tingling, but Zhao Lingjun did not immediately take off his rain boots to take a look.

And because the wound was on the sole of the foot, although walking a bit painful, Zhao Lingjun didn't find it for a moment, and Zhao Lingjun didn't feel very painful until the wound was just on the threshold.

"Oh my god, I shouldn't be infected with AIDS, tetanus or something." When I thought of everything in the sewer and I was stabbed in the mud there, Zhao Lingjun felt cold. Halfway.

Thinking of words like AIDS, Zhao Lingjun jumped into the kitchen with one foot, rushed into the kitchen with a bowl of salt water, and rushed towards the sole of his feet. Although I don't know if it has the effect of disinfection, Zhao Lingjun feels that doing something is better than doing nothing.

If you try to sprinkle salt water on the wound, you will feel the feeling that life is better than death.

When a bowl of salt water rushed to the wound, Zhao Lingjun only felt that his left foot was shaking-a cramp.

"MLGBD, ah ~~~" Zhao Lingjun burst into tears with pain.

The pain of the cramp in the calf and the hotness of the wound like a knife digging made Zhao Lingjun want to hit him with all his pain.

After some relief, Zhao Lingjun jumped angrily into his bathroom.

Now there is only one idea in Zhao Lingjun's mind, which is to put the pair of trash cans in the bathroom, emitting odor, and half a barrel of disgusting rain boots thrown down the building.

Zhao Lingjun feels that the pain he is suffering now is caused by these rain boots. If you don't have these long boots, you won't go to the bottom of the sewer. When the time comes to remove the debris from the pipe entrance slowly on the ladder, you won't be covered with disgusting things. Your feet will not be tied like this.

So now the pair of rain boots has become the culprit in Zhao Lingjun's eyes.

"If I go to the hospital tomorrow, Dr. UU reads www.uukanshu.com and asks me what I got there? What should I say." When Zhao Lingjun opened the window angrily, carrying the disgusting rain boots, he wanted to drop At that time, such a thought suddenly flashed in Zhao Lingjun's mind.

Zhao Lingjun suddenly calmed down.

Zhao Lingjun suddenly wanted to see what it was, so he stuck his soles like this.

Is it a rusty nail? Or a sharp stone? Or is it a bone that some people didn't nibble on? When Zhao Lingjun held his breath and slowly flipped the rain boots towards a plastic garbage bag, Zhao Lingjun felt extremely sad, not to be a used syringe fragment, or what a horrible bone or something.

"Ding ~"

Then Zhao Lingjun heard Ding,

Although he hadn't seen anything yet, Zhao Lingjun could hear that the sound of the bite was the sound of a piece of metal falling to the ground.

Since it is metal, it is definitely not a syringe fragment or anything.

So Zhao Lingjun was relieved immediately.