People's impulses will fade with age, just like a snake shedding its skin layer by layer. The patterns on the body will become more and more complex, and it is the same as everything that people experience.
The pattern is like a mark of experience...
Perhaps the 'impulse' is still there, but people who are distracted by more things and lose their rationality and impulse are called 'adults', or more accurately, mature people.
But is this really a good thing?
Maybe, but it's also a matter of opinion.
Otherwise, so many chicken soup articles would not have written sentences such as "Life is a process of subtraction" and "If we don't go crazy, we will get old."
Westerners are more likely to maintain their natural impulses, which is related to independent ideological education, and is also directly related to income... Bar waiters cannot make a "just leave" trip, they have to consider mortgage loans, car loans, etc.
Living expenses and the most intuitive travel expenses.
After all, people without money and ability can’t go anywhere...
In other words, it’s not that they don’t want to be impulsive, but they don’t have the qualifications and ability to be impulsive.
Jack must have been impulsive. Alcohol paralyzed the nerves in his brain and made his judgment wrong...
The first thing I regret is definitely letting Dan leave. It seems that Dan is right, but out of responsibility, he should not let a drunk person board the plane alone, not to mention that his physical condition is very bad, his blood sugar is abnormal, and he may be in danger.
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Secondly, when he woke up from a dream and it was dawn, he was in the car but could not remember why he was in the car, and the person driving the car was also a stranger.
"Who are you?" Jack sat up and asked warily.
The driver was a fifty-year-old black man with a burn on his arm. He didn't look like a good man, but his voice was gentle: "Dr. Jack, as we have seen, I was the driver of car No. 3. I helped you lift the car."
An emergency patient was admitted."
"Oh." Jack gradually got the number. He must have mistaken it. The other person was the ambulance driver of the National Hospital. He was a firefighter. Later, he was injured and retired. He was transferred to the hospital. He was a serious veteran driver.
But……
"Where are you taking me?"
The black man didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pointed the direction with one hand and waved with the other: "No, no, no, I don't want to take you anywhere. It's your intention to come here..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jack sat upright, ready to listen, but due to the movement of his legs, he hit something under the seat, making a strange sound like a "ping, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,"" into the seat."
The black man said: "It seems that you were drunk. Yes, you smelled of alcohol when you got in the car, which almost made me drunk. You also opened a bottle of red wine. I was really afraid that you would vomit in the car, or maybe
He passed out due to alcohol poisoning."
"Oh my gosh, I thought doctors didn't drink. Wouldn't drinking affect your medical technology?"
Because of the appearance of the wine bottle, Jack gradually sobered up, found some kind of convergence in his mind, and the closed memories began to revive.
He did recall drinking, and...
Looking back, there were several cases of beer, red wine, whiskey, and a portable car refrigerator on the back seat.
"At the wine barrel..."
"bar……"
"Dan..."
He finally remembered: "Oh my god, I, are we on the way to Belon now?"
"Yes, we are three hundred kilometers away from Veron."
"Then what are you waiting for? Come back quickly."
The black man was actually joking, a joke that made Jack unable to laugh: "It may be too late. Veron is three hundred kilometers behind us. According to your needs, we will reach the Karur area in half an hour."
"Based on the current situation, I think you should complete this trip, otherwise all my hard work will be in vain."
"What? We, we're almost there?"
"Yes, welcome to Karur."
Jack held his forehead, speechless.
After waiting for a long time, Jack finally accepted the reality. He took his annual leave and he was almost here. It was obviously not worthwhile to look back. Drinking would really ruin things.
He took out his phone and saw that there were seven or eight missed calls on his phone, all from Yu Silan, so he quickly called him back...
The phone rang busy for a long time, and when it was about to hang up, Slan answered the call——
"Oh, my Professor Scott, you are finally awake."
"Where are you? Where's Dan?"
"According to your instructions, Dan should have arrived at his destination. I watched him get on the plane, so you don't have to worry about his safety, so are you arriving now too?"
"Damn it, I was impulsive and drank too much. Why didn't you stop me then?"
"Prevent what? Dan's departure? Do you know how you looked at each other sympathetically and saw the same thing as heroes at that time? How can I stop it? What's more, Dan is a weirdo. If he had stayed, I really don't know if it would happen again today.
What's the matter?"
Jack: "..."
"Then, I wish you a happy annual holiday, and take me to say hello to Zhou. Finally... I would like to advise you to get along well with that British lady."
The phone was hung up.
Because Silan was also sleeping, he was tortured by these drunkards all night yesterday.
In fact, from a perceptual point of view, Slan believed that it was right to send Dan away. Everyone listened to Dan's story last night, and considering his current physical condition, it was best to leave while drunk, otherwise it would be very troublesome afterwards.
certainly……
The only problem is that Jack is going to take the blame.
Half an hour later.
The car arrived at Karur County.
Jack got out of the car, ran to the side of the road and vomited once before he really sobered up. He took out his phone and called Zhou Sheng——
"Hey bro, guess where I am?"
"Jack? Of course you are in the hospital."
"No, no, I'm in Karur County now, come and pick me up."
"The situation is a bit complicated. You come first and I will explain it to you when we meet."
"Okay, but it will take a little longer. Maybe we can meet in the afternoon."
…
Diyole Department.
Zhou Sheng put away the satellite phone and looked dazed.
Jack is here, what about Dan?
Or are they planning to join forces to give themselves a surprise?
But no matter what, Zhou Yisheng couldn't delay any longer. He had to go out quickly to find Jack and figure things out.
He didn't tell anyone about Jack's call. He just said he was going out to pick up a friend, so Old Tang, who had completed his orthopedic surgery, also planned to follow him out, with the hunters from Diyol leading the way.
After walking out of the dense forest, it was already noon. Zhou Yisheng drove Old Tang to the small town before turning around and heading to Karur.
Four o'clock in the afternoon.
I met Jack on Monday.
When the two hugged, the smell of sweat mixed with the smell of hangover alcohol made him frown: "Fake, how much wine have you drunk? The smell is too unpleasant."
"So, where's Dan?" Zhou Sheng felt something was wrong. He didn't see Dan in the cafe.
Jack's nearly forty-year-old face had countless wrinkles. He felt aggrieved, timid, and even more sorry: "Brother, let me tell you, don't be angry. I messed up things..."
"Dan is gone. The plane left Ancabin at around four o'clock this morning."
Zhou Sheng expected the worst outcome, but could not accept the fact that Dan left.
Why did Dan leave? Didn't he go for a physical checkup?!