Gu Yang knew that since the 'broken hand beside the bed' is an unsolved case, it naturally cannot be separated from human interpretation.
Naturally, there are also relevant protagonists.
He believed that these messages were reminders given to him by the 'postbox'.
Then call up the ‘Tracing Panel’.
.......
Name: Gu Yang
Skills: None
Physique: 11.6 1 (Fusion or not)
Wealth:0
Tracing the origin: the severed hand beside the bed, progress 39%.
......
Sure enough, the traceability progress increased by 8 percentage points.
These 8 points come from the basic information he obtained about the protagonist.
Gu Yang no longer had any doubts and changed the time on his phone to the time corresponding to the current world.
Although the phone is bricked and can no longer make calls, it can still be used as a watch.
Set the alarm clock and turn off the light bulb.
Then, Gu Yang said to the panel:
"Fusion physique."
The next moment, I felt dizzy...
Gu Yang took advantage of the situation and fell asleep.
At dawn the next day, Gu Yang woke up naturally.
I washed myself briefly and looked in the mirror.
Sure enough, the fused physique has greatly increased the strength of his limbs. Coupled with a good sleep, he is now much more energetic.
Wherever the eyes go, everything seems to be magnified and extremely clear.
After leaving the guest house, there is a breakfast vendor outside.
There are some simple foods such as sesame cakes, oil cakes, soy milk, steamed buns, etc.
These people are no strangers to Gu Yang. It seems that people's eating habits are still continuing even after decades.
And when it comes to food safety index, can it be compared to the one decades from now?
Today’s food can be said to be the closest to being natural.
Decades later, all kinds of food additives are flying everywhere and infiltrating into all kinds of delicacies. No one can guarantee that they can eat pure natural food.
Gu Yang bought two portions of sesame cakes, a basket of steamed buns, five oil cakes, and soy milk.
It only cost less than one yuan.
Shaobing is 1 cent and 2 cents.
A basket of steamed buns costs 2.5 cents.
Five oil cakes cost 3 cents. The oil cakes exude the smell of rapeseed oil. It is obvious that the oil is authentic.
A bowl (large bowl) of soy milk costs 1 cent.
The portions of these foods are so generous that people who don’t know better would think that Gu Yang bought them for five or six people.
In fact, as Gu Yang's physique continues to strengthen.
Correspondingly, the energy required has also increased significantly, and naturally you need to eat a lot of things.
Otherwise, the muscle vitality of the body will still be greatly reduced.
......
After eating and drinking, Gu Yang found a pedal tricycle on the side of the road and got on it.
"Where are you going, little brother?"
Gu Yang: "The First Cancer Hospital of Zhengming County."
As soon as he heard the name of the hospital, the coachman's face suddenly turned ugly.
Sure enough, people of any age are taboo against cancer hospitals.
He didn't say anything else, just silently picked up the car and walked forward.
Naturally, Gu Yang also felt unlucky.
In the eyes of Gu Yang, anyone who is admitted to the cancer hospital is already a person with one foot in the coffin.
Those who live in it are, at best, just extending their lives.
It has become a consensus among people that there is no cure for cancer.
This will be the case decades later, not to mention the current era when supplies and even medical conditions are relatively scarce.
Song Hui... courier... cancer hospital...
Through this information, Gu Yang guessed that Song Hui's fate would definitely not be smooth sailing.
What's more, he is only 25 years old.
.......
"No matter what, I still have to find Song Hui first."
"I'm here to find out the truth about the 'broken hand beside the bed'."
With this mentality, Gu Yang quickly came to the hospital.
By asking the doctor, we successfully found the ward where Song Hui was located.
The Song Hui in front of him was not lying quietly on the hospital bed waiting to die with a melancholy face like the others, but was looking through Camus' "The Myth of Sisyphus" with interest.
He also has a copy of "Eight Million Ways to Die" on hand.
Gu Yang gathered his emotions for a moment, then walked in with a bag of things.
The door was originally wide open, and there were four patients living inside. One was young, Song Hui, and the others were elderly.
Sensing someone coming in, the young man instinctively raised his head and looked at the door.
The young man's face was pale, and his cheeks were as sunken as a knife, but he was still in good spirits.
Gu Yang concluded at a glance that this person was Song Hui.
He smiled, stepped forward and greeted him with a familiar look:
"Brother, you are in pretty good shape today!"
Song Hui looked confused, a little guilty and a little surprised.
"Excuse me, you...who are you looking for?"
He didn't recognize the handsome young man in front of him at all, and thought he had recognized the wrong person.
What's more, he actually held a can of 'malted milk' in his hand.
Malted milk powder costs at least 40-50 yuan per can in the market. In this era, only the rich can afford it, and the poor have never even seen it.
"With such a luxurious thing, is he really here to see me?"
In addition, the opponent's other hand was carrying a basket of eggs. There were thirty or forty eggs in the full basket. At 2 cents each, they cost at least six or seven yuan.
"With such a valuable thing, he...is he really here to see me?"
"I...I have such a rich relative?"
"No, he must have recognized the wrong person!"
I looked back at the patients, but they were all indifferent, looking at me as if they were watching the fun, with envy on their faces.
Obviously, this person didn't come to see them.
So who is he...Song Hui is confused.
However...
Gu Yang smiled and explained: "Yes, I just came to see you."
Song Hui: "???"
Still confused.
Gu Yang observed the words and continued to explain with a smile: "You definitely don't know me, but I know you. Your name is Song Hui, and you are a courier. You often deliver couriers to me."
He had thought of this excuse on the way here.
Unexpectedly, Song Hui was stunned for a long time and finally believed it.
After all, express delivery workers have to contact hundreds or thousands of customers every day, so it is normal for them not to remember Gu Yang.
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Of course, it was because of the gift in Gu Yang’s hand that he was frightened.
He felt that no matter how virtuous and capable he was, he would be worthy of someone giving him such a precious gift.
Now that it has been confirmed, there is no need to doubt others, after all, they also have good intentions.
Perhaps out of embarrassment, Song Hui couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.
He grabbed Gu Yang's hand and said excitedly: "Brother, thank you, thank you for coming to see me."
"Thank you. You helped me deliver the express. Now that I'm sick, I came to see you. It's only natural."
"But you took so many valuable things..."
As he spoke, two lines of hot tears burst out of the corners of his eyes.
Gu Yang was a little overwhelmed and shocked. It was the first time he saw a grown man crying in front of him.
But I think this may be due to the usual vulnerability of a patient.
Gu Yang remembers that his grandmother would cry when she met people before she was sick and about to pass away.
So he hurriedly comforted: "Brother, don't do this, it's not good for your health."
But Song Hui didn't care. Maybe it was the other party's sincerity that moved him. Maybe there were some things that he had been holding back in his heart for a long time and had nowhere to vent, so he actually told Gu Yang endlessly.
......
After listening to Song Hui’s confession.
Only then did Gu Yang find out that his parents died young and he was alone. His only relatives came to see him a few weeks ago, but they left without even staying for a day.
Ironically, other patients in the ward have many relatives and friends visiting them almost every day.
Although he is doing express delivery, since he fell ill, except for a few old employees, no one has come.
Zhou Xijin, the owner of an express delivery outlet, found out that his superiors did not come to visit him, not even a word of greeting.
Not only that, Zhou Xijin also took the opportunity to take back his express delivery site and contracted it to the next contractor at a high price.
"There is such a thing!"
Gu Yang was very angry after hearing this.
"There is no way!"
Song Hui said sadly: "I was alone and didn't have any helpers around me. I went to see Zhou Xijin, but they just said, go to the court and sue me!
"Then you say whether I should sue or not?"
"Sue!" Gu Yang said excitedly.
Song Hui sneered: "Yes, I also want to sue, but I have no evidence. Of course, you may not know the rules of our express delivery industry. It is generally beneficial for the boss to sign a contract with your subordinate site.
"When I took over Yunmei Express, the business was very poor, and the areas were scattered. It was difficult to deliver goods. I was often complained by customers and fined by my superiors. It was indeed very difficult at the beginning. I even suspected that I had been deceived by Zhou Xijin.
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"But I am a very strong person. The harder it is to do something, the more I want to do it well.
"In this way, I gritted my teeth and persevered. After several years of hard work, I finally got through it. I made Yunmei Express number one in the county. When business was booming, I hired five employees.
"I have increased the value of my regional express delivery business dozens of times. No one dared to take over it at the beginning, but now everyone is eager to get it.
"To be honest, I really didn't make much money in the past few years because I had to overcome various difficulties all the time, plus the headquarter's impersonal and excessive deductions and penalties, I really didn't make any money.
"But now I am starting to make money, and when all my hard work is finally getting rewarded, in February this year, I was unfortunately diagnosed with gastric cancer.
"At that time, my whole body collapsed."
Gu Yang took the opportunity to interject: "Is it because I didn't eat in time?"
He knows that those who work as couriers usually have difficulty achieving a balance between sleep and food. Either they don't have time to eat, or they don't have time to rest at all.
In short, my schedule is chaotic all day long.
When you're busy, it's like fighting. It's normal to eat one meal a day.
Song Hui smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, it was because I didn't eat in time when I was doing express delivery. Think about it, I have been doing this for several years. I have been hungry and full almost every day. It is not normal to not get sick.
Besides, I'm not made of iron.
"It was at this time that Zhou Xijin stopped letting me do express delivery.
"Of course I also know that he has actually been planning this for me for a long time, because the contractor who took over asked me if I wanted to transfer when my business was at its peak.
"I didn't pay much attention at the time, thinking that the other person was just jealous. Unexpectedly, less than half a year later, he would take over my express delivery.
"He bypassed the contract I signed directly with Zhou Xijin."
Gu Yang: "Then this is too...shit."
Originally, he just wanted to know the truth, but unexpectedly, he was actually involved.
Song Hui: "There is no way. This is how the higher-level sites squeeze out the lower-level sites. Maybe... this is my fate. I had my fortune told a few years ago. The fortune teller looked at my palm and said that I was destined to commit a crime.
People."
Gu Yang was so angry that Song Hui's words made him feel sick in his stomach.
I even felt that Song Hui was a little cowardly.
Gritting his teeth, he repeated Song Hui's words as if to summarize.
"That is to say, you worked so hard to take over Yunmei Express at its most difficult moment. You made no money in the process, but you kept insisting on increasing the volume of express delivery business. As it became popular, you were about to make a huge profit.
A stroke of luck, now your superior boss wants to kick you out because of jealousy and greed?
"And, for this reason, you also suffered from cancer and lost your great youth?"
Song Hui: "You can say it this way, it's all over anyway."
After speaking, he sighed slightly, suddenly thought of something, and added with a look of dismay:
"Actually, Zhou Xijin kicked me out not because of my illness, but mainly because he wanted to get another large transfer fee. I have seen through this person a long time ago."
Gu Yang: "..."
After being silent for a long time, Gu Yang finally said:
"Then you have to go find him! At worst, you can go to court directly. You are protecting your legitimate rights and interests. What are you afraid of?"
Song Hui smiled bitterly and said: "I've tried it, but it's no use. Zhou Xijin wanted to find gangsters in society to beat me up. I won't be able to sue him in court. I said that all my contracts are for his benefit."
, of course I also went on strike at that time, but..."
He looked like he was speechless.
Gu Yang was silent again.
The room was filled with the smell of disinfectant and a putrid smell like a dead body. The two smells were mixed together and extremely strong.
People with a slightly sensitive sense of smell may not be able to stay for even a minute.
Nonetheless.
Gu Yang still forced himself to endure it.
Everything is just to understand the truth.
The deeper he went, the more excited Gu Yang's mind became, and he had already ignored all the discomfort in the room.
They had just been chatting intensely for a long time, but the other patients in the same room didn't seem to pay any attention. They were still lying on their backs on the bed as always, sometimes looking at the ceiling, sometimes looking at the ice and snow outside the window, their eyes full of despair.
There was silence for a moment.
Song Hui seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly turned from sadness to happiness, pretending to smile and said:
"Okay, it's all in the past. I don't plan to pursue it anymore. There's no point in bringing it up again. But thank you for coming to see me. Over the years, I have met so many customers, and I know quite a few of them. But
You are the only one I don’t know, but you came to see me, you just wanted to see me, and you brought so many valuable things, thank you... What’s your name? Let me remember your name.” Gu Yang: "No, you're welcome. My name is Gu Yang."
Song Hui: "Gu Yang, okay, you are a good person. It would be great if everyone in the world were like you."
Afterwards, Gu Yang didn't know what to say.
This kind of flattery is also sincere. It may be just flattery, but it doesn't matter at this moment.
Then,
Anger, depression, helplessness, sympathy...
For a time, these bad feelings actually made Gu Yang feel extremely heavy.
He can deeply feel the other person's heart.
That heart is already barren.
In the ward, Gu Yang did not stay long.
Firstly, the air quality is really bad, and secondly, we can’t stay too long. Once Song Hui’s suspicion is aroused, it will not be good.
Later, Gu Yang politely said goodbye to Song Hui.
Song Hui seemed reluctant to leave, showing a very grateful expression to Gu Yang.
Gu Yang: "Don't worry, I will come to see you the next day."
Song Hui nodded silently.
My eyes are already filled with tears.
At the last moment, he revealed his heart and said: "Gu Yang, you are the first person to know my story. Thank you for listening to me. I, Song Hui, will have peace of mind even if I die."
Gu Yang was a little scared when he heard this, but he still managed to smile.
The moment he turned to leave, the corner of his eye caught Song Hui.
At that moment, there was a touch of paleness on his face.