Qin Fan naturally didn't know how to queue, so he put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked forward with a slight smile on his face.
Just when Qin Fan was still a few meters away from the small door, a slovenly middle-aged man suddenly rushed over from behind.
Qin Fan stopped where he was, watching the slovenly middle-aged man rush to the small door with a few strides, and knelt down with a plop.
The people in line immediately pointed at him and talked about him.
"Look, this beggar is here again!" A brightly dressed middle-aged woman pinched her waist and sneered.
"It's been a month, and he still hasn't given up! Huh, what kind of medical treatment are you going to see if you don't have money? Really!" Another woman who looked like a lady slapped her face in front of her with her small hands in disgust, as if she was ten years away.
It seemed like you could smell the man's scent from a few meters away.
"Haha, if I had lived like him, I would have found a place to quietly die counting balls!" A man in his thirties, wearing a black suit and looking like a successful man looked at him with disdain.
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Everyone else also had expressions of disdain and disgust on their faces. No one sympathized with the beggar. The small group of people who didn't make a sound to attack him were considered to be moral people.
The people who come here to seek medicine are either rich or noble, and they seem to have a natural hostility towards the poor.
The beggar-like man was kneeling in front of the door, kowtowing constantly, and chanting: "Okay, please, please do..."
A uniformed security guard strode out with a rubber stick and shouted fiercely: "You stinky beggar, get out of here. It's useless even if you kneel for the rest of your life! We at the Holy Medical Valley are not doing charity. If you don't have money, just wait."
Die!"
The beggar turned a deaf ear to the security guard's expulsion, with a numb expression on his face, like an empty shell, with only mechanical and repetitive functions left.
"Go away yet!"
The security guard got anxious and kicked him directly on the shoulder, knocking him to the ground.
He lay on the ground for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth and knelt down again.
"Mom, you won't feel comfortable if you don't get a spanking every day! Get out of here!"
The security guard punched and kicked him, but the beggar couldn't resist and kept rolling back.
"Humph, you're just a bitch who deserves a beating!" The security guard smiled proudly and turned back to the security room.
"Well done, a beggar still wants to come to the Holy Valley of Medicine to ask for medicine, but he doesn't even have to urinate to see if he is worthy of it!"
"You stinky beggar, go die if you don't have money! Don't be embarrassed here!"
Everyone covered their noses and cursed.
"You guys are too unethical!" A plain voice suddenly sounded.
Then, the beggar was helped up by a hand as white as jade.
"Thank you!"
The beggar raised his head and glanced at Qin Fan, then bent down again and dragged his heavy body away.
"Wait a minute!" Qin Fan called out to him.
When he raised his head just now, Qin Fan discovered that this beggar who looked almost fifty years old was actually only thirty years old.
What exactly happened to turn a thirty-year-old man into such a miserable state?
The beggar stopped and looked back at Qin Fan, his face numb.
"What's up?"
Qin Fan asked him: "What disease do you have?"
Hearing Qin Fan's question, his face was numb even after being severely beaten, and he suddenly laughed out loud.
"Haha, it would be fine if I got sick."
He shook his head and prepared to leave again.
Qin Fan asked again: "Since you are not sick, why don't you even have the dignity to kneel here and ask for medicine?"
The beggar stopped again and looked up at Qin Fan. This time he looked at Qin Fan seriously.
Perhaps because he didn't see the familiar disgust and contempt on Qin Fan's face, he simply sat down and started chatting with Qin Fan.
"I'm not sick, but my family is sick, my house has been sold, and my wife has run away. I really can't think of any other way but to do my best."
Such a sentence, "Try your best", reveals the unknown bitterness behind many people's faces.
"What disease does your family have?"
The beggar said: "My father passed away early, leaving only my mother, who was paralyzed in bed due to a stroke. I also have a seven-year-old daughter who contracted chronic myelogenous leukemia when she was four."
"A month ago, the doctor announced that he would give up treatment and asked me to take my daughter home. Although the child kept trying to persuade me, saying, Dad, she didn't want to see a doctor anymore and asked me to give up."
"But I clearly see the desire to survive in my daughter's eyes!"
"How could I give up!" When he said these words, his eyes were full of determination, like a man who stood upright!
Qin Fan looked at him and felt that this man was somewhat responsible, but too stubborn.
"Since the hospital has already asked you to give up treatment, why do you persist? It will bring down the whole family for nothing."
He showed a helpless smile: "I understand all these principles, but I can't just watch my daughter leave!"
"Even if they all advise me to give up, how can I give up?"
Qin Fan asked: "If it were you who got sick, what would you do?"
"Haha, then I will definitely die."
He spoke very decisively, and there was a sudden relaxed expression on his face, as if all the burdens had been lifted off him in an instant.
This is the sorrow of an ordinary person. He can give up himself, but cannot give up his loved ones, even if he knows there is no hope.
"What's your name?" Since he met him, Qin Fan decided to help him.
"My name is Tiedan." He looked at Qin Fan and smiled happily: "Little brother, you are the first person to say so many words to me in so many days."
"Okay, I have to go back and take a look. I'll come back tonight."
"Don't leave yet, just follow me and I'll help you go in and ask for medicine." Qin Fan said calmly.
"Hahaha..." There was a burst of shrill female laughter. In the middle of the team, a heavily made-up girl wearing a red hip-hugging skirt covered her mouth and bent over in laughter.
"Kid, I've been listening to you for a long time. Who did you learn this old-fashioned look from? Your next step is to ask this beggar for a favor!"
"Humph, you want to deceive even beggars, you are too cruel!"
Next to her, a young man wearing a white shirt and holding a black leather bag under his arm also looked at Qin Fan with a sneer.
"Just now he said that we have no sense of public morality. I thought he was a good student from somewhere, but I didn't expect that he turned out to be a liar."
"Boy, on the surface we are scolding him, but in fact we are doing it for his own good. The Holy Medical Valley is not a place for charity. Even if he kneels here for the rest of his life, it will be useless. We scold him just to make him quit.
Don't waste your time here."
"But you want to deceive even a beggar. Not only do you have no sense of public morality, you don't even have a human conscience!"
"I never expected that at such a young age, I would be so vicious-hearted that I would even deceive such a miserable beggar."
"It's just that, looking at him, he is just a high school student. I didn't expect him to be so scheming and extremely vicious!"
Everyone was talking and making vicious mockery of Qin Fan.
Qin Fan glanced at the crowd and once again had a clear understanding of all living beings.
"Haha, I can totally understand you saying that about me. Isn't it just because I said something just now that you have no sense of public morality? That's why you hate me and even discredit me."
"People like you will live in eight kinds of suffering for the rest of your life and will never be able to escape."