The drug dealer died. The three addicts were extremely excited because of excessive doses and quickly fainted. They were sent to the hospital for treatment and then sent to the drug rehabilitation center for forced drug rehabilitation. If no one cares about it, they would probably have to suck it again after being released.

I was slapped and was very depressed. I was frustrated at home for several days. Yang Yiyi came to me and called me to have dinner, but I couldn't get interested. After a while, I found that I was not interested in anything and was sore and weak all over. I gradually realized that I seemed to be sick, but I didn't take it seriously.

Sometimes this situation occurs when people are in a bad mood. During this period, Song Yunjian told me that the three addicts took out all the money from Grandma Meng’s passbook and spent it to buy drugs! Grandma Meng once said that the three addicts found out that they had returned the passbook to her. It turned out that they were lying to me and didn’t want me to worry more.

Unfortunately, I don’t know where Grandma Meng went. I was worried that she, like many empty-nest elderly people, died at home without asking. One day I returned home and typed in front of the computer to update the novel.

As I was writing, I saw a few spider silk hanging above the computer screen. I was very puzzled. Because this room is not big, I have never found the existence of spiders. Although I don’t like to clean, Teacher Chen and Teacher Wang pay great attention to hygiene. Every time I clean, I would call me to participate. Sometimes when I am not in the room, they would come in directly to help my room clean. So my room is still relatively clean.

I remember I had a big cleaning a few days ago. How could spider silk appear in the room? I looked at these spider silk carefully and it was no different from other spider silks, white and thin. I suddenly remembered the white lines on my face when Liu Yin and Dong Jing fainted before. They were very similar. I swept away these spider silks.

That night, I actually dreamed of the baseball cap. The baseball cap was bloodless and covered in sores. He asked me angrily: "Why are you hurting me!"

I said for no reason, "You take drugs yourself and don't cherish your life, what's the matter with me?" The captain said over and over again and again that I was hurting him, and there was nothing else to say.

As he was talking, he wanted to come over and pinch me, and then woke me up. When I woke up, it was still dark outside the window. I took out my cell phone from the bedside table. I saw that it was only 4 o'clock and I could sleep for three hours. I was in a good mood and prepared to continue sleeping. Suddenly, I saw a few spider silk hanging on the top of my nose, which was almost falling into my mouth. I impatiently pushed the spider silk away and covered it with a quilt to dream of Zhou Gong.

When I woke up again, it was already twelve o'clock noon. I was so scared that I was sweating heavily. I was finished and didn't go to work. Now I was scolded for being so bad that I quickly put on my clothes, but I found my hands and feet were weak and my head was dizzy. I forced myself to get up and rushed to the hospital.

As soon as I arrived at the department, familiar doctors and nurses asked me: "Xiao Hu, why are you so ugly? Are you sick?" I borrowed the nurse to look at myself in a mirror, and it turned out to be a pale face. I said: "You're sick, I'll go to a clinic."

Dr. Ouyang, the Department of Neurology, was also my college teacher at that time. He was very enthusiastic and took the initiative to help me see the doctor, but he didn't find anything. He suggested that I go for some tests to see if something was wrong. I followed his advice, took blood tests, and had CT and MRI, but still found nothing. And I felt that I was getting weaker and weaker. Every night I had nightmares, and there seemed to be more and more spider silk in the room.

A week later, I passed by the pharmacy, and there was a free weight scale outside the pharmacy. When I stood up, I suddenly found that I was about twenty pounds missing.

I thought there was something wrong with the scale. As time went by, I clearly realized that my body was getting worse and worse, just like those late-stage patients. I went to the hospital for a checkup again. The doctor told me that I am extremely anemia now and the blood in my blood vessels is much less. The doctor asked me: "Are you trying bloodletting therapy?"

I was stunned and said, "I'm not crazy yet, why do I do bloodletting?" The doctor said, "This is an old folk remedy. Many people believe that bloodletting can cure diseases. I shook my head and said, "No, I just think I am ischemia and will never bleed."

The doctor said, "That's strange. You can be hospitalized for observation." The problem was due to ischemia, so I was admitted to the hematology department.

Many patients in the hematology department are leukemia patients, lymphoma patients, etc., and this disease is very difficult to treat.

The doctor did a lot of examinations for me, but still no specific disease was found. However, my blood continued to decrease. Without blood, the human body would naturally become weak. I looked in the mirror and felt like a zombie that had been dead for hundreds of years, and like the ghosts in Japanese ghost movies, with an extremely ugly complexion.

Friends came to see me one after another. Yang Yiyi, Liu Feifei, Song Yunjian, Dong Jing and Dong Sanwang, Wei Babai and Beast King in college, and Chen Tian. I was a little moved when I was sick.

Unexpectedly, Feng Nanfu, who had only met for one time, also came to visit me. I was surprised and my favor for Feng Nanfu doubled. Time passed day by day, and the hospital still did not understand the cause of the disease. I must be very frightened and thought of the cult thing again.

What’s strange is that every night when I wake up from a nightmare, I find spider silk hanging on my face. I remember that when Dong Jing was unconscious, there were white threads similar to spider silk on her head. When Dong Jing came to visit again, I asked her if she had noticed spider silk around her. Dong Jing shook her head to deny it.

I am becoming more and more fragile and it is very difficult to speak. My parents have also come to visit me. I have never wanted to notify them, but unfortunately I am too ill. I gradually feel that I may have an incurable disease that has not been discovered in the medical field. According to the doctor, in another half a month, the blood in my body will inexplicably evaporate, and I will be finished by then.

I remembered the drug dealer's way of death. He died of blood flowing all over his body, and no one could find where to run away. Fortunately, I was in the hospital, and the doctor gave me a regular blood transfusion, but not long after the blood transfusion, the blood disappeared. The blood transfusion was pleasant, and the faster the blood was lost.

I became very irritable because I was extremely scared. I was afraid that I would die inexplicably. The eyes of relatives and friends looked at me became more and more wrong. When I saw a critically ill patient and had no cure, I also looked like this.

I feel that life is gradually passing by me, and I can no longer take care of myself. Why does this happen to me? Could it be that I have been retaliated against?

The baseball cap always appears in my dreams. One day, I woke up in a daze and found that there was an extra patient in the ward. I looked at him with great difficulty, and suddenly realized that it was the baseball cap.
Chapter completed!