The light screen still has that shiny and exaggerated special effect.
The gift bag exploded, but it was empty.
There was nothing. Just as the system prompt said, Chi Zao was lonely...
So, why is the wheel called the Lucky Wheel?
Only when you are lucky can you draw good things.
Just like the moon bracelet last time.
There are times of good luck, and of course there are times of unlucky.
This time, Chi Zao didn't draw anything.
When he reacted, Chi Zao's face was already livid.
It's not that she can't accept the fact that she was unlucky enough to smoke nothing, but...
She was so unlucky that she wasted a carousel lottery, and the system did this to her?!
I was very lucky and got a lonely one.
How do you read this sentence? It seems to be sarcastic to her!!
Chi Zao narrowed her eyes slightly. If the system was a real thing, she would have thrown it out of the car by now.
As if sensing her anger, the light screen dimmed and the exaggerated special effects disappeared.
"bite!"
"Tips from Hades: Good fortune and misfortune depend on each other! The host used the bad luck in the carousel lottery, so something good will happen next! Congratulations to the host, good luck!"
Chi Zao: "..."
This thing is becoming more and more humane and flattering.
She sneered low, suppressing her voice to mean something, "If there is a good thing, then I hope my task can be simpler."
The system is silent.
Chi Zao closed his eyes and turned off the system directly.
She knew that she couldn't count on a Hades system that would throw all the problems to her at a critical moment.
The city hospital arrived soon. Chi got off the bus and went there according to the information given by the system.
Li Meiying, female, 59 years old, suffers from cancer. She should have closed her eyes ten days ago, but she was reluctant to leave because of her obsession.
She lives in the ward on the third floor. When Chi Zao arrived, there was only a young woman in her thirties in the ward.
The door to the ward was ajar, and Chi Zao didn't go in. He sat silently on the bench outside.
The sounds of conversation inside came out.
"Mom, please relax. The doctor said that cancer can be cured. As long as you have a good attitude and be optimistic, everything is possible."
"Don't I know my body yet? Come on, don't comfort me. These are all fate..."
"Mom...why do you think so? You..."
"Actually, I'm not afraid of death. I'm very satisfied to see you have a happy son and daughter and a happy family."
Chi Zao was sitting at the door. When he heard this, he unconsciously thought of Xie Yunzhi.
Are all mothers in the world like this?
No matter in the previous life or in this life, the only thing Xie Yunzhi hopes is that she can live well.
But she didn't do it.
She had a very bad life and even lost her life in the end.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Li Meiying's voice, full of unwillingness:
"It's just...I still can't let go..."
"Mom?" The young woman seemed to know what she was going to say, her tone was a little low.
"Your brother-in-law came to rob our family's things when I was still here. When I left, wouldn't it be even more rampant... I'm useless! You have been frugally raising such a white-eyed wolf since you were a child! The golden hairpin that is a family heirloom.
He's all grabbing it! That's something women wear! If I had known it, if I had known it decades ago, I would have..." Li Meiying became more and more excited as she spoke, her voice trembled, and she lost her breath.
"Mom, mom, don't get excited!"
It took a while before things slowly calmed down inside.
Chi Zao's eyes flashed.
An heirloom gold hairpin?
Could this be her obsession?
Chi Zao thought for a while, got up, and knocked on the door of the ward.
"who?"
Chi Zao opened the door and met the eyes of the two mothers and daughters in the ward, "I can help you get grandma's gold hairpin back."
The mother and daughter were stunned, looking at the girl in school uniform and ponytail at the door, feeling that someone was joking with them.
Chi Zao saw the distrust between the two and was not surprised.
She didn't go in, she just continued, "Auntie, if you want your golden hairpin back, trust me, I can help you get it back. And it's free of charge and no need for anything in return. As long as you take away the person who robbed your golden hairpin."
Give me the detailed address."
Chi Zao's seriousness made both mother and daughter confused and suspicious.
What was confusing was that a little girl suddenly came and said this to them, and her tone was firm and domineering, and she was confident and calm. It didn't look like a joke, it didn't look like a prank, and it didn't look like a liar.
As if she could really do it.
But the reality made them unable to believe it.
"Little girl, stop joking..." The young woman, Li Meiying's daughter, couldn't help but speak.
Chi Zao raised his eyebrows slightly.
She looked at Li Meiying who was lying on the bed, and met the old man's cloudy and dull eyes.
It was also at this moment that the old man's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Let her go!"
The young woman was stunned, "Mom?"
The old man struggled to sit up, "Little girl, can you really help me?"
"Of course." Chi Zao didn't hesitate.
Her voice was light, but there was an undeniable calmness, "If you believe me, give me the address. Grandma, I will help you put down the things you can't put down."
The old man's body trembled slightly, and he didn't know what he thought of, so he nodded under the disbelieving look of the young woman.
…
Li Meiying fell asleep.
Chi Zao stood up from the hospital bed and looked at the young woman.
The shock in the young woman's eyes has not dissipated.
Just now, her mother inexplicably believed the words of a girl who looked like she was not yet an adult, and gave the girl her address. As a daughter, she could not stop her, let alone stop her mother who was suffering from illness.
No matter what it was, whether it was a prank or someone's deliberate plan, she agreed. Even though she was full of doubts.
She originally thought that Chi Zao would leave after getting the address, but unexpectedly she approached and talked to her mother for three minutes beside the hospital bed.
The things we talked about were all over the place, and there was no theme. It was just like chatting.
But just like that, my mother, who had been tortured by the disease for many years and had not had a good night's sleep recently, actually fell asleep like this.
Her sleeping face was peaceful and peaceful, as if she was no longer in pain all of a sudden.
If the ups and downs of her body hadn't meant that she was still alive, she would have even doubted whether her mother was dead.
