The test results came out quickly.

Mother Liu suffers from a variety of chronic diseases, including chronic bronchitis and heart problems.

Long-term medication is required.

After hearing this result, Liu Jie felt extremely sad. In fact, his mother's illness was caused by the disease. If he had been treated earlier, he would not have been in such a bad situation. Liu Jie took advantage of his mother's break to get medicine and sneaked to the door of the hospital to order some medicine.

Got a cigarette.

Just after taking two puffs, she found Jiang Xiaoyu standing at the door of the shop on the phone. She seemed to have encountered something, and she lowered her head and wiped tears from time to time.

Liu Jie hesitated and walked over.

Jiang Xiaoyu quickly hung up the phone when he found Liu Jie coming, wiped away his tears, put on a smile and took the initiative to say hello to Liu Jie.

"Hi, why are you here?" Jiang Xiaoyu asked with a smile.

"I brought my mother here for medical treatment, why did you come to the hospital too?"

"Same as you, mainly because of my brother's affairs."

Jiang Xiaoyu's face was still stained with tears, and Liu Jie accidentally encountered her weak side.

"How's the situation?"

"It's not that good. All hospitals have the same answer. They all say that medicine is useless and you have to be hospitalized."

"Then why don't you give it away? Didn't Zhao Shanhe say yesterday that he could help you?"

Jiang Xiaoyu smiled helplessly: "If only things were as simple as you said, do you know how much it costs to be hospitalized for a month? Ten thousand yuan, I don't have the ability at all."

After saying that, Jiang Xiaoyu lowered his head and took a bitter breath.

Ten thousand yuan a month is indeed unaffordable for the working class.

"Can't you think of some other way?" Liu Jie asked.

"Think about it. I've already launched a fundraiser on Shuidi using my brother's name. It probably won't work. Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. Did you know something happened to Liu Xuewu?" Jiang Xiaoyu took the initiative to change the topic.

She had given up hope on raising donations for a long time. Some people on the Internet were not only unsympathetic to Jiang Hu's situation, but wanted to send him to a lunatic asylum.

In fact, this is also the best way. After all, Jiang Hu has a certain degree of aggression, so many people in the community are afraid of him, and even curse the brothers and sisters behind their backs.

But the lunatic asylum is also expensive, and Jiang Xiaoyu can't bear to send his brother to the lunatic asylum.

"Know."

"Don't you think it's strange? That little program is too powerful. Qian Cheng was ranked first. Qian Cheng died, Aunt Tang was ranked first. Aunt Tang also died. Now Liu Xuewu is ranked first, but Liu Xuewu also died.

, could there really be a ghost?"

"Is there a ghost? I guess so."

Liu Jie smiled and did not comment. There were indeed "ghosts" in this community, and there were not many of them.

"Why else would the group leader disband the group?"

"What did you say? The owner group was disbanded?"

"Yeah, don't you know?"

Jiang Xiaoyu blinked and looked at Liu Jie as if he were a fool.

Liu Jie quickly took out his phone and took a look.

Sure enough, the owner group really disbanded.

But Nietzsche pulled him into a brand new WeChat group.

"I'm telling you, it's gone. It looks like I won't get any benefits in the future. Do you want some water? I'm treating you." Jiang Xiaoyu turned around and walked into the canteen.

"Baozi, beef buns!"

A familiar hawking voice suddenly reached Liu Jie's ears.

Liu Jie turned his head sharply. This voice was too familiar to him. He had heard this shouting in the background when he was talking to Nietzsche.

At the door of a steamed bun shop not far away, an old man brought out a large basket of steamed buns from the shop, opened the steamer and shouted while passing the hot steamed buns to the customers who came to buy.

"Beep beep beep..."

Several cars roared past the road next to the shop.

Familiar cries and noisy background made Liu Jie wake up as if from a dream.

It turns out that this is where Nietzsche spoke to himself.

Could it be that he is here right now?

Thinking of this, Liu Jie dialed Nietzsche's voice again.

Nietzsche quickly picked up.

"Baozi, beef buns..." The exact same voice came from Liu Jie's hand.

Liu Jie's mouth twitched. Sure enough, he guessed it right.

Nietzsche is really here.

Judging from the sound, Nietzsche was closer to the bun shop, and seemed to be at the door of the bun shop.

Liu Jie's eyes swept over everyone present, staring at everyone holding a mobile phone.

"Hey, why did you disband the group?" Liu Jie steadied Nietzsche while quickly looking for suspicious targets.

He soon made a discovery. He noticed someone answering the phone at the edge of the green belt opposite the bun shop.

This man was leaning on a bench with his back to Liu Jie. His suit was straight and his appearance was unclear.

He was the only one around who answered the phone anymore.

"Is it you? Who are you?"

Liu Jie instantly became nervous, and his heart was agitated. He had always wanted to know the true identity of this guy, but he didn't expect to meet him so soon.

Liu Jie couldn't help but speed up.

Nietzsche seemed to realize something and hung up the phone without any hesitation.

Almost at the same time, the people on the bench also put down their mobile phones.

That's him!

Liu Jie took three steps at a time and rushed forward, crossing the green belt and appearing in front of the man.

However, when he saw the other party's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but froze.

This person turned out to be Zhu Chen.

Zhu Chen was holding his cell phone and looking at Liu Jie with confusion on his face.

"Why is it you?" Liu Jie was a little surprised.

He thought he had caught Nietzsche, but he didn't expect it to be Zhu Chen.

Nietzsche's voice is old and he should be an old man. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be Zhu Chen.

But Zhu Chen was the only one holding a mobile phone nearby, and he was close enough to the bun shop. Who else could he be?

"What's wrong with me? From your tone, it seems like I shouldn't be here?" Zhu Chen put away his phone and stood up.

"Who were you talking to on the phone just now?" Liu Jie asked.

"What's wrong with my mother?"

"Zhu Chen!"

Jiang Xiaoyu shouted and walked over quickly: "Zhu Chen, why are you here?"

"I was worried, so I came here to see if there was anywhere I could help you. How is the situation?" Zhu Chen immediately put on a smile when he saw Jiang Xiaoyu.

"It's nothing, I just asked casually. Wouldn't your boss say anything about you if he came over during work hours?"

"Don't worry, it won't happen, because I am the leader."

The two people were talking and laughing, completely ignoring Liu Jie and treating him like a light bulb.

At this moment, Liu Jie was not in the mood to chat with them and walked away without saying a word.

Jiang Xiaoyu noticed that Liu Jie was gone and quickly chased after him: "Liu Jie, you're not angry, are you?"

"How is that possible? If you continue, I won't disturb you anymore."

"It's getting late, why don't we all have a casual meal together." Zhu Chen also followed and stood beside Jiang Xiaoyu naturally.

"No, I have something else to do."

After Liu Jie finished speaking, he left without looking back, and opened the WeChat group as he walked. He was not a fool, and he could still hear the polite words.

The name of this WeChat group is Ji Le Lou.

But there are only thirty members left in the group.

The mini program still exists, and there is still no change in the ranking.
To be continued...