How does it feel to suddenly die in school?
There’s a rich generation in the bedroom with Bentley. It’s no good, it’s no good.
I was forced to ” inherit” his 17 girlfriends.
To be reasonable, the two generations of rich people are both good and good, and they’re not close to women. Who knows he died unexpectedly and a group of women came to the door.
They are thin, tall, cold and hot, and common, and at first glance there is no similarity. I was beginning to think of the rich and the rich, and then I realized that they all had one thing in common…
When the captain came to the door, I had a cockpit, and I was impatient: “Sir, you’re moving, and people think you’re coming to the door with the scum.” I’m sorry.
The captain ignored me and said, “Kai is dead, you pack up his things, his family will pick them up next week, and his registration certificate, and you’ll take them out later. I’m sorry.
I waited a while and wondered if I was awake: “Who do you think died?” I’m sorry.
“Kai, your roommate, assistant to our class.” I’m sorry.
We said, “Isn’t he in the study room? I’m sorry.
Sergeant: “The water truck in the canteen is rolling down a tire, the police have just removed the body, and you can confirm by yourself that the school has informed the parents that if Akay’s mother comes, be careful that she is not well, and don’t provoke her. I’m sorry.
The captain left after he had spoken.
I stayed for a moment, went back to the house and dressed for the canteen, walked two steps and started running, the canteen was stopped, and the water truck was parked in a huge body, and there was a blood trail, which was dry.
People who were watching said that Kai had an accident early in the morning and had two buns in his hand.
I had him bring me early last night.
I went back to my bedroom in a bad way. How do you say that?
And We began to sort out the relics of Akai, and it took tens of thousands of people to touch a pen. The news of his death had already been communicated to the community, and the people were so full of joy, and who would not lament the death of a young man.
It’s a good job, a good job, a good job, a good job. He doesn’t have any second-generation problems, he doesn’t have a day-to-day gift, he doesn’t have a high-profile attitude. He’s paying half of my table, and I don’t like it.
If you see him, you know he’s got a great family, and he’s got some kind of capital.
The first time I saw a doctor from the second generation, they fought for years. Kai is the only son.
I was groaning and lamenting about his things, and the bedroom door was ringing again, and it was gentler, but it was relentless, and it struck out the chorus of the moon.
I opened the door, and I played the piano hand.
“Is Kai here?” I’m his girlfriend. He hasn’t spoken to me in two days. I’m sorry.
Wait a minute. Kai has a girlfriend? How could I not know?
And I said, “Sorry, he died this morning. I’m sorry.
It didn’t hurt a woman for a while to ask if Kay left anything for her.
That’s strange. Kai died by accident. I don’t even know if he had a girlfriend.
I said no, the woman left, and she said her name was Xiao Li.
On that night, Axim, another strange woman, opened the door again: “Is Kai there?” I’m his girlfriend. I’m sorry.
I’m:
I asked her to prove her identity, and she immediately called Kay, and my cell phone was ringing, and my note was Sing, and there was a number nine, and she flipped the information, and it was a two-man moli.
She asked her the same question after she learned about Kai’s death.
The next few days, Mimi, Beaver, Jasmine…
I’m surprised Kai’s not even the best student I know.
Five days after his death, 16 girls came to see him, saying they were his girlfriend.
I haven’t seen so many girls in my bedroom for three years, and I’ve been looking at me for a while, and I’ve been jealous, and I can’t tell you that Kai’s dead, and I don’t want to give him a bad opinion.
These girlfriends, co-ed, different schools, and even 7 or 8-year-olds, I’m stupid. I haven’t seen anything in three years with his roommate.
I thought it was a shock until the captain came to get the registration of Akai’s degree, and she stayed for half a day and asked me, “Did Kay leave me anything?” I’m sorry.
I’m:
“You’re not Kai’s girlfriend, are you? I’m sorry.
She may still be in shock, but she didn’t hear the word, and she looked at it, “Did he mention me to you?”
Come on, 17th.
If it hadn’t been for these women to come to the door, I’d be reminiscent as a monk, a woman in a dormitory at night, and a woman in a hot fire.
It’s not that I’m not interested. I’ve been rich for a long time, but I don’t think I’m as good as we talk at night.
It was only then that I found out that Kai’s cell phone contacts, even numbering the girlfriends from number 1 to number 17, changed one in one day, but his fish ponds were so well managed that 17 girlfriends didn’t find each other, turned over the chat record, and found that he was a model student who taught every woman a wonderful home.
It’s not just the 17 girlfriends, they’re in love, they’re in contact, they’re in reservists 1 to 10.
I don’t think he’s dead.
I watched the captain put in his memo, hid his cell phone, I touched my nose and turned off the subject: “You’re moving fast.” I’m sorry.
The captain took a cold look at me and left.
I studied the cell phone, and I found it more complicated to write about 17 women.
I didn’t hand over his cell phone when Kay’s mother came to collect his belongings.
A woman who looks older, who last saw her was beautiful, nice and kind, came from the hospital and learned of her son’s death, and was left uninhabited.
She was in bad health and was not aware that Kai had a girlfriend and had always thought that her son was a good, good, good and clean man.
I don’t want to provoke her, lest she know her son’s true face and go to hospital again.
I left Kai’s cell phone, and I started to deal with his 17 girlfriends on my own, and I kept his fish pond elite as far as I could, so that they didn’t know about each other.
Kai’s funeral is scheduled in a week.
Seventeen girlfriends said they were going to the funeral, and I took a lot of effort to get them to go to the funeral in a different capacity, at different times on that day.
They refused to do so at first and wanted to visit Kai’s family as their girlfriend.
I said my mother had arranged for him to be in love.
The girlfriends were even more excited, and each of them wrote a small piece to justify it: “I just wanted to be a good friend to him, and everyone died. Can’t I be in a proper position?” I’m sorry.
After half a day of bullshit, my girlfriends are so stubborn, they’re really touching me.
We said, “The family is inquiring about the matrimony, the rich are superstitious, trying to get Aquila’s wife down, and now they’re picking people.” I’m sorry.
“What did you say you were going to the funeral in disguise?” I’m sorry.
I have assigned them 17 identities, ranging from students at Akai primary school, junior high school, university, contest students, volunteer partners, intern colleagues, mentor’s daughter and even a girlfriend of mine.
I thought everything was right, but man was not as good as heaven.
On the day of the funeral, when I went to the place, I saw the 17 women sitting at the same table having funeral dinners and laughing.
I almost missed it.
Isn’t it possible that Kai’s classmates, who were young and old, should be at the table?
I immediately feared that their fake identities would be taken apart by the real students who were there, and asked about it, but I found that no primary, middle and high school students of Akai had come.
It’s strange. It’s not like you’ve been here since you were a kid.
I couldn’t afford to give it to Kai. I had to put myself on that table of death next to my new girlfriend, Li.
But if you change your position, it must be my peak moment, with 17 women on the table, and I’m the only one with a pair, and the women are squeezing at me and giving me the signal of their own, and she’s staring at her, except for the captain.
It’s me, I’m sweating down, and I’m going to act as if I’m not moving.
My mother came, she was pale and kept up with dignity, greeted me and the school, and thanked me for cleaning up things for Kai, saying, “Who’s your girlfriend?” I’m sorry.
I haven’t heard from her yet. She’s got an arm on my arms, and she’s got a sweet word of grief.
I was so nervous that I was afraid she’d excite, so she left soon.
Just calm down and feel a cold look. I look over and the captain looks.
“What was Kai like before?” I just met him at college. I’m sorry.
Most of the table is a junior high school student, but no one has seen Kai before.
Beautiful: “Man hasn’t changed much. He’s always been the story of the best students. I knew him in junior high school. I’m sorry.
“Yes, I went to high school with him. He was fat when he was a kid, but when he lost weight, he was handsome.” I’m sorry.
These are the few information I know from Akane, who rarely talks about the past, and I told them when they were assigned an identity.
I was relieved, and I heard a laugh and said, “Didn’t you all like him? Don’t get me wrong, I’m not looking for anything. Isn’t this a table full of girls? I’m sorry.
It’s cold again on the table. If I’m against the enemy, you’re looking for something.
The captain pointed at me and said, “He’s not a man. It’s normal to like him. Kai is very attractive. If I hadn’t had a boyfriend, I would have chased him. I’m sorry.
The captain’s fall has brought back the atmosphere on the table, and everyone should even admit their thoughts with her words.
In the shadow of their false identities, they waved their emotions in front of a crowd of enemies, but no one was uncomfortable, because the false identities had already moved and even their masters had died.
The women were high, laughing at each other, and then they were silent.
Half of them cried, and when they were drunk, they were drunk: “I was the first to know, and you were all behind me, so you came first and found out, and you called my sister.” I’m sorry.
That’s the sound of an old sister. Everyone’s drunk.
“Will he be on the table watching us now?” I’m sorry.
I can’t help but regret that this group of people is acting and getting into it and feeling a little sad about it, even though their identities are fake and their relationships are real, and they can really talk to each other face to face on the table.
Kai is dead. They understand each other best.
They’ve been messing around for a while, they’ve stopped talking about Kai, they’ve been holding each other together, they’ve talked about makeup, they’ve talked about bags, they’ve talked about TV dramas, they’ve become sisters.
I’m looking at them, and they’re all in Kai’s eye.
When you compare it, it turns out that there’s really nothing in common, but that there’s nothing in common, that there’s nothing in common, that there’s nothing in it, that there’s nothing in it, that there’s nothing in it.
I found out that her mother was not far away, standing nearby, and that distance, we should have heard everything at the table. I went there, “What happened to Auntie? Tired?”
“They are not from Kai. I’m sorry.
When I’m dead, I’m fast in my head. Where is it? Mother Kai apparently didn’t read them at the table. That’s what they said? But they’re telling me everything.
I was thinking about it, and the housekeeper showed up and said she was tired and took her away.
I went back to the table and heard the 17 women start a new subject, whispering one thing: the picture was wrong.
I said, “What picture is wrong?” I’m sorry.
The captain was not too drunk, but he came to me and said, “The remains of the funeral were not Kai. I’m sorry.
I said, “Ah?”
The women said they almost went to the wrong temple and that the black and white photo they had given in front of the coffin was not Akay, but the identity information was his.
They felt that she was in a bad state of mind, misdirected, tried not to stimulate her, failed to warn, and watched others react and worship.
When I came to look at the 17 women, I couldn’t make it to the temple, and I ran to the temple, and it was true that the person in the photograph was not Kai, who looked ordinary, who was a little fat, who seemed to have a grudge in his eye, who was a complete stranger.
I went to remind Akay’s mother that people are dead and that the photos are at least respectful.
“This is Kai. I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
It was only after I had confirmed several times that she changed her mouth, saying that she had lost her memory, that her eyes were absconded and that her mental state was really wrong.
You can’t remember your son’s remains?
I’d like to ask again that the housekeeper sent her back, that her mother’s body was getting worse, that the housekeeper said she had urine poisoning, that she had only a few years left, and that the white-haired sent the brunette.
But that day, until the end of the funeral, there was no change in the photo, and a stranger had the name of Kai.
I’ve seen it for a long time, taken pictures of it, sent it to my cousin. My cousin has a lot to do with black and white.
When I went back, I saw a bunch of wreaths in the Hall of the Spirit, written “Teacher’s Day.” The signature was for Akay’s mother, and I asked the housekeeper, “Akay’s mother was a teacher. I’m sorry.
Housekeepers: “No, Madame has supported a few children in difficulty when she was young. This is from the recipients, most of whom are now learning. I’m sorry.
After the show, I sent out 17 girlfriends, who, fearing they’d leaked on the way, started adding their faith to the group, saying they’d build a group of disloyals. It’s just that you’ve been drinking too much and you’ve been talking a lot.
There are too many funeral cars and the Fulgens can make a trade for a funeral. We have to stand aside and make way for it.
In the end, my girlfriend Li is still on my shoulder. She’s losing her mind.
And I said: What gift?
Xiao Li: “No. 1803…”
I didn’t hear what she said. She was the captain, and she was obviously drunk. She fell. She ran me over.
Little Lee fell, and I tried to help her, and I wanted to go back and drink a reckless captain, and let her walk and not run, but she looked at me quietly, a little far away, leaning back, barefoot, like a light bird.
Suddenly, a car came in, without a light, completely insensitive, drinking and gawking at night, and I didn’t realize it was coming until that car hit the captain.
The squad leader rolled out five metres, and he stopped moving, and the driver escaped, without a moment of pause, as if he were ready to run.
When Ben grew up bleeding, the women screamed, and the other guests came out screaming, and some of the guests were running away, and a Bugadiwiron came in, honking his horn: “How am I supposed to get out of the way?” I’m sorry.
He’s a little drunk, a little grumpy.
The sound of the loudspeaker in the back is growing, and the frequency is clearly impatience.
No one was responsible for the escape of the hit driver, and the squad leader was lying in the driveway like a roadblock, followed by a car that was more than a hull, and was looking for security guards to clear the “roadblock”.
I woke up with my wine like three years of friendship with Kai, not all the rich are Kai.
I’m going to step down, give the captain a simple check, and look at the humanity on the side: “I’m a medical student, the wounded are alive, the people are scattered, and don’t come around. Xiao Li, call an ambulance, not to rule out the possibility of internal bleeding. She can’t move now. Security, draw out a aisle and let them go first. I’m sorry.
I gave the captain first aid, and Xiao Li called an ambulance in a panic, and the security guards scolded him for finding two rusty roadblocks and leaving him close to his body, indulging him to lead the long-awaited limousine to bend over.
When the Bugadiwiron passed by, the people in the car seemed to be high, the music came out of the window, he knocked on the door and spat his mouth on the floor, and he was on my feet: “That’s the temple, isn’t it? I’m sorry.
There were two women in the car, laughing, putting their eyes on men, saying they were having nightmares at night.
The limo drove one by one, except for me and the 16 women. The women were awake, and none left.
It is almost midnight that the hospital is located in a remote location, a estate dedicated to the funeral of the rich, and the ambulance arrives more than an hour ago.
I went to the ambulance and reported her to the nurse accompanying the car, where the captain woke up briefly and kept staring at me, looking through who I was looking at, and she fainted again when she was weak and unconscious.
“That’s what medical students do. You and him are like…”
“He did, too, when I fell, and he was so worried, he feared that I might have a little bit of damage as if my body mattered to him.”
When I got to the hospital, I found out that the 16 girlfriends had come along in a cab, covered in mud, and a little funeral meal, and they were already tied together.
The captain was pushed into the emergency room, and the doctor said she had too much blood to bleed, but the hospital blood bag was in a hurry and the captain was type O.
Xiao Li and Mi Mi Mi immediately came out and said they were O-type.
The voice has just fallen, Aspen and Jasmine have raised their hands, and they’re O-type.
The rest of them raised their hands, and I asked around and found an amazing fact that the 17 girlfriends were all O-type blood.
I’m sorry, I’m here to find something in common. What’s this perverted aesthetic preference? Not vampires.
Women struggled to have their blood passed by nurses, brought them to the hospital without a clean drink and thought they were like sisters.
And the nurse was troubled, and I lamented, and reassured them: “Stop it, you have been drinking, and you have not met the criteria for blood donation. Give me, I have not been drinking, and I am O-blood.” I’m sorry.
I took 400ml of blood and watched it flow out of my body into the head of the class, and she was blinded, pale, and her face was as calm as it had been, as if it had just fallen into a dream that she would not wake up.
Kai must not be waiting for her. He’s waiting too many.
So she’ll be back, I guess.
I was a little dizzy when I came out and found that the women were still in the hospital, that they were standing alone, that they were sitting together, that they were wearing makeup, and that they were sleeping on the floor, and that the red light in the operating room was on until 3:00.
The passing male nurse picked me up the eyebrows: “Brothers are nice.” I’m sorry.
“You misunderstood…”
“You know, the hospital goes to the left, it’s home, it’s okay. I’m sorry.
He stuffed me with a hotel business card and left in such a fashion.
I’m:
I woke them up, gave the oldest Jasmine the hotel business card, asked her to take them to the hotel to rest, I came to watch the night, and I’ll be in touch with them.
The women started to talk, but they were probably too tired, and they had a lot of drinking and headaches, and they said yes, one hand on the shoulder and a little train followed Molly.
The captain was introduced to the operating room at 3:00 a.m. and the doctor said if he could get through it and watch tonight.
My cousin called when I was out at night.
And I said, “Cuscoon, at 4:00 in the morning, you really don’t want your hair. I’m sorry.
He’s always been a night owl, working day and night.
“This isn’t Kai you asked me to check. I’m sorry.
I said, “Yeah, the picture was wrong at the funeral. He’s not Kai. I’m sorry.
Cousin: Not the photos, I mean your roommate. I’m sorry.
I said, “Ah? He’s Kai. I’ve been with him for three years. I’m sorry.
Cousin: Akai died four years ago. I’m sorry.
Cousin said the real Kai died four years ago, and the black and white pictures I took at the funeral were correct.
Kai was bitten by a bear while he was on his way to a field cook in senior year, when two men and two women returned only to one man and two women, half of whom were missing when his body was found.
However, according to the Department of Education, one year later he took a higher examination and went to medical studies.
There is a clear contradiction in this, but Akai did not register his death, so it was logical to live on the record.
In fact, Kei had a funeral four years ago, and there was a lot of schoolteachers attending a high school funeral.
So, at yesterday’s funeral, no one of Kai’s former classmates came, because they’ve been to a funeral since they’ve been dead for four years.
Moreover, according to cousin’s investigation, the real Akai did not do well, he was a problem student from a very early age, he was not smart, he was not fit, he was not pretty, he was just as common and he was angry as he was in the picture. Someone replaced Kai.
I’m tired and I’m totally beat.
Kai died four years ago, so who’s dead now? Who’s this guy I’ve been with for three years?
I was creepy.
Strangely, the mother of Akai, who died as a replacement, performed another funeral with a picture of the real Akai. I asked her about the photo, and she said she knew Kai, and she knew this replacement.
I’m so confused, my cousin asks, “Do you think this Queen Kai’s entourage is thin and smug?” I’m sorry.
I said, “Yes. I’m sorry.
My cousin smiled: “It was true that you were in his backyard.” I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
“Look what he sent you with his tweets. I’m sorry.
I was too busy getting Kai’s phone, and he used to call me directly, and we barely talked about it, so the dialogue box went down, and I didn’t look at myself when I saw the 17 women’s notes.
Now, I’m taking a breath of cool air, and he’s giving me a note.
It’s exactly the same format as the 17 women.
I’m number five, and I’m even ahead of the 12 of them, a woman with me.
I was silent for a minute and I was thinking about Kai’s behavior: “That’s why he was so nice to me. Did he kill 17 women for me? To prove that you’re hard on a girl? I’m sorry.
“Are you out of your mind?” It’s not that simple. I’m sorry.
I said, “Oh, I am also O-blood…”
“What O type blood?”
“The 17 women were O-type blood. He liked O-type blood. I’m sorry.
Cousin stopped talking.
The nurse came in the same night and handed it to me who was watching the night outside the seriously ill ward, saying that the captain had signed an organ donation agreement, which she would have to give if she hadn’t come through, and that the family had to know.
The captain’s name is Zhou Zhuo. I can’t reach her family. This agreement has to stay with me for a while.
The captain woke up three days later and passed the dangerous period, and the organ donation agreement was temporarily annulled, but when I asked her, she had no idea when she had signed it.
Sixteen other women came to see her, and there was a lot of noise in the ward, and I stopped staring at them like an enemy, and I wanted to let them go.
The perpetrator of the car accident was not informed, and although the police were called, the private estate was not even equipped with surveillance.
Strangely, in a week’s time, beauty fell down the stairs of the mall, and life was in danger, and the ghost came back, asking how it fell, she said it was pushed, but she didn’t see anyone.
When I went to visit her, I heard that she was fighting with her mother in the ward, who had a note from the nurse — an organ donation agreement — asking her why she had to sign such a thing, saying she had not signed it, and that the hospital had made a mistake.
Over the past five days, Beaver and Xiao Li had been poisoned with food on the same day, and the Beaver Hospital had gone early, washed its stomach, and it was all right.
I don’t think it’s right. In just one month, after Akai died, the four girlfriends died and signed the organ donation agreement.
I told my cousin about all this, and after a long silence, she said, “You’re next. I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
Cousin, “I want you to think about the numbering of these girlfriends on Akai Wei letters. I’m sorry.
I quickly remembered that the captain was number 1, May 2, Beaver 3, Lee 4…
I said, “Fuck you!”
I’m number five.
If it’s in the order of numbers, the next one will be me and another girl with the same number!
But why the numbers? What exactly do these numbers mean?
I said, “Well, Kai has arranged for him to be buried in the first place by the way of our brand.” What a sick, profound love! I’m sorry.
“…shut your mouth. I’m sorry.
How could it have developed into a life-threatening situation for my roommate? Forget the interval between the four girlfriends. I don’t have much time.
I’m on the road, I’m on the lookout, I’m on the lookout, I’m not going to go out to the bathroom, I’m trying to avoid the stairwell elevators, I’m just playing on the flat floor, and my cousin laughs at my TV show, and I’m doing a lot of crap.
He went on to look for a break for his second-generation roommate, and I started looking for each of these 17 girlfriends for details about how he was with Kay.
They did the same thing, and before they had a relationship with “Kai”, “Kai” took them to a medical examination, and they thought it was a good thing for the rich, that they were sick, and that they wanted to do it for their bodies.
It’s normal to have a medical examination, not to mention that he’s a “rich two generation” and I can’t think of anything else.
Until one day I met her at the hospital and the housekeeper brought her for dialysis.
Akay’s mother, sitting in a wheelchair outside the nursery, was looking at the children inside.
I went over to say hello, and she saw me, pointing inside and smiling at me, “Look, Kai is turning over.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
The housekeeper came all the way here, sweating all over her face, and the lady was lost, and he looked for a while.
I asked the housekeeper, and the housekeeper said she’d been like this for a few years, intermittent dementia, and that memories always go back to the time Akai was born.
“Did it start four years ago? I’m sorry.
The housekeeper didn’t pick up, there was no sign of it, but only one thing: “When Kai was born, he was stolen. I’m sorry.
Kai, a child born prematurely, had to be raised in the nursery for six months, but in the third month, the child had suddenly disappeared from the nursery and had not been found for several years, and they had too many enemies and did not know who had taken them.
After the theft, the wife was in poor state of mind and felt that the child was a good child and her responsibility, and the master passed away after a business trip in the following year. She felt like God’s reward and then started to do good and to finance a number of early children who had difficulties in the nursery.
One of the orphans, who was the same age as Akai, was particularly fond of her wife, who always felt that he was the birth of Akai because he was born the day after he had been stolen, and she was particularly fond of him, as if she wanted to make up for his regrets.
It’s probably the good thing that Kai was found when he was nine years old, not an enemy, when a nurse who was not able to bear children wanted to steal a rich child.
When Kai was brought back, he was different, and the environment really made a person, and Kay grew up with that nurse, with a bad habit, a temperamental child, and was taken over by the environment. If it were not for the paternity test, anyone would have seen her.
Instead, it was the woman who was the same-aged orphan who was raised by her wife, who was more like a rich and well-carried child.
But when Akai came back, she came back with all her thoughts, focusing on making up for Kai, who had almost everything he needed, and who had no more care for the children he supported, but he still seemed indistinguishable from her and was always angry.
After the butler said, I was silent for a moment, saying, “This Kai you’re talking about doesn’t look like I know him well. I’m sorry.
The housekeeper did not speak, and at that point the nurse came out of the nursery, laughing to thank Akay’s mother for handing her a scarf that she had been knitted by the children of the child-care fund she had set up.
Mother Kai smiled with that scarf and seemed to have failed to regain her sense of clarity.
I was staring at that scarf, the foundation sign on it, I’ve seen it, on the bedroom table of Akai.
A group of people suddenly rushing in the corridor, pushing a child on the stretcher bed, seemed to be pulling it away, and the entire corridor was occupied, shouting for everyone to avoid it, but it was too inertia to see the mother of Akai in the wheelchair.
I haven’t noticed yet, but the butler has gently pulled the wheelchair, and the other hand pulled out the stretcher bed, and everything happened very quickly, and I didn’t even know that the crash had been defused, and the doctor and the nurse were there.
I just remember when the housekeeper forced the stretcher bed, the sleeves were up, the old scars on his arms were swirling, and there seemed to be a tattoo up there.
The housekeeper pushed Akay’s mother to leave, and he never answered my previous questions, but then he laughed at me and said, “Are you in good health?” You have to stay healthy. I’m sorry.
I was sweaty, and that was the moment the housekeeper smiled at me, and I suddenly remembered where Akay’s tweet format had been seen — [Liction C+ Serial + Number + Name].
In medical textbooks, one set of teaching materials is mentioned as an example.
Cousin’s phone was just in time for a year-long medical check-up grant from Akai to every girlfriend, an automatic donation for a very long contract, which the women might have signed without looking at, in English, or even before it was inserted.
These 17 girlfriends, apart from the four who were told of the agreement, are not aware of the extra organ donation agreement.
I couldn’t help but wonder: “Is he crazy? The compulsory signing is illegal. I’m sorry.
“The rich don’t care about the law, they just care about how to avoid it.” I’m sorry.
I asked the 17 girlfriends for a medical report from Akai, and found that they had performed several non-conventional tests – lymphocyte cytotoxics, human white cell antigen A (HLA) system, and selective group reactional antibody (PRA) examinations.
The captain’s report, these are hidden.
Me and the captain are medical students, and these indicators mean something very clear — renal matching.
All 17 women showed a relatively high match with another anonymous sample.
It’s true that Kai’s mother’s urine poisoning requires a new kidney.
No wonder we all have the same blood type, because Akay’s mother is O. This format is an example of the numbering of an organ donated to a website.
The sequence of this micro-letter note is therefore not a girlfriend ‘ s number, but an organ ‘ s number, which is arranged according to the degree of matching, which indicates the higher the match with the kidney source of Akay ‘ s mother.
So the girlfriends went from the first to the second, to kill the best match, to get the best match for the kidney, and then to push back.
These 17 women, and I, in his eyes, were just a bunch of moving kidneys.
The contacts in categories 1 to 10 were of the same blood type but had not yet been examined to confirm the match.
I digested it for a long time and asked, “But he didn’t take me for a medical examination, and I certainly didn’t sign this organ donation agreement. I’m sorry.
Cousin, you have a medical examination at your college. What about your report? I’m sorry.
I said, “The college’s medical examination is routine, it’s impossible. He doesn’t know my match. I’m sorry.
Cousin: Are you with someone else? I’m sorry.
I said, “Of course, the college organized…”
It stopped, and I suddenly remembered that I was unexpectedly late on the day of the medical check-up, and that the back door that Kai opened for me left him and my two students behind.
“It’s impossible. I’m sorry.
Cousin: What about your medical report? And he gave it to you?”
I said, “He’s an assistant to the counselor, and he’s the one who sent the report and signed it.”
Cousin stopped talking.
The medical reports he sent me and the similars he had received might have been deleted, and the text I signed was added to the organ donation agreement.
I had a bit of a breakdown, fuck, and that day I had a medical check-up with him, and I asked him to eat and spent half a month.
I went to the women, and they came to see Kai, and they all asked him if he had anything to say to them.
The captain said it was a house with high market prices in the new city, and that Kai had said to give it to her at a special time, and as compensation, she asked what special time, as compensation for what, and Kai laughed and said that when you blew up like fireworks, it was too beautiful for you.
She’s not stupid to be in love with Fulgen, and she thinks that sweet talk is implying a break-up gift, so she wants to know where this house belongs when Akai dies.
I take deep breaths, and I say sweet words, and it’s a factual description, it explodes, it really explodes, and when you fall like a pyrotechnic, your uncompleted body will be in the new room.
And I was like, “New Towns, Which one, exactly?
Class leader: Unit 3, 1803. I’m sorry.
I’ve been quiet for a while, fuck, and he’s shown me this house, saying that if I don’t have money to rent it after graduation, it’s free for me.
Where is this gift? It’s a desperate house, only a dead man.
I think every good laugh he’s made is wrong and purposeful, and he laughs at the sound of a sharpening knife, and I’m excited to walk into his tablet.
It’s funny, people are dead, and he remembers to make amends, and he’s a constant “sweet gentleman”.
I’ve seen an analysis that some perverted community is inherently crippled, that rational areas are overdeveloped, that organs and houses are in his heart traded at an equal price, that I took your organs without your knowledge and took your life, and that I will make up for a house of higher value than your life, a deal that his gentleman has established in principle, even forgiving and forgiving.
So when he smiles at you, it’s really good for you, and it’s real “no offense” to take your organs, it’s just a “fair deal.”
“Do you despise me?” I’m sorry.
I said, “No. I’m sorry.
The captain kept his pride cold and his hands were shaking: “Did not you reject me because I was poor?” I’m sorry.
I said, “Who told you that? I’m poor myself. How can you be poor? I’m sorry.
He said, “You will be with me as long as I follow him and have money and you will be able to support you.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
I don’t know what to call it, but it’s really hard to say “Kai” and it’s stupid.
I don’t have a good temper: “Did I have a face for food?” I’m sorry.
The captain noded: “The pup I picked up in my house, and I looked at it with my face.” I’m sorry.
I said, “Thank you very much. I’m sorry.
Before I left, I took it seriously and said, ‘It is not your business to reject you. Do not think much.’ I’m sorry.
Go out and hear her crying in there, I’m not spending much time, there’s more important things to do, the class leader is the best match, and I’m afraid they won’t let her go. The question is, who’s doing this now?
According to my information, cousin went to look into the children whose mother had financed them in the early years, and soon came to find out that an orphan whose mother had financed, who was the same age as Akai, had good grades and had been able to go to Qinghua, but did not take a high examination, and now he doesn’t know where, in his third year, he disappeared.
He sent me a photo, and I saw this Ascho, who was my “Kai” for three years.
I took the photo and asked her, but she was stopped by the housekeeper, who said she was not well, so I left her alone.
The housekeeper confessed that it was Shaw, who died four years ago, and that the wife had suffered from another loss of her son, a major illness, a disease of dementia, and refused to accept the fact that she had died again.
It’s been a long time since Ah-Cai had taken care of the children, but she’s been thinking about her.
As a result of this mistake, he was taken to his home to replace Akai and to reassure his wife. He dropped out of school, abandoned his name, took a high examination as Akai and went to university, where he was a senior in medicine, and also to save her.
The butler sent me away, and he must have kept something from me, but I couldn’t ask. “One of your mobile kidneys dared to run yourself into the Five Men Temple.” I’m sorry.
Cousin said he had found out about the car that had crashed outside the temple, the owner of the plate number was the housekeeper, and the day Mi-mi was pushed down the stairs, surveillance footage of the housekeeper was also at the mall where the food of Abe and Xiao Li was poisoned, and the restaurant was the chain of Akay’s investment, which was left to the housekeeper after her mother was sick.
Cousin: Ascho’s helper is the housekeeper who conspired to murder you, disguised as accidental death, and obtained kidneys. They should have all the donation agreements for your body. Now that Ascho’s dead, the housekeeper will act on his own. I’m sorry.
We said, “How shall I bring it back? As soon as it’s withdrawn, there’s no danger. I’m sorry.
Cousin: “What good is it to have them come back if they want to kill you, cut off their thumbs, make a deal on the spot?” I’m sorry.
Cousin’s face was very serious, saying that the water was deep and the real Akai died strangely four years ago.
Cousins found out that Asshaw and Akai knew each other, but Kai did not know that Assoo was a child whose mother had funded for many years, and that Assau had approached him in disguise.
The troublesome kid Kay, who was taken back to his home, had a bad life, had a sex child, was supposed to be the proud one of the two generations who was rich, had bad grades, bad looks, bad habits, why not, family parties, always the most humiliating one.
Countless family cousins must have sent him behind his back to find something wrong, to prove that he was in a bad position to go back, but his drug nurse who stole the child was also dead and killed.
He’s got a chat on the Internet with a guy named Ashoe, who came up to him on his own initiative, played his favorite forum, played his favorite game, commented on his state of mind, and two of him had known each other for a long time, and Akay told him about his heart. He was the only comfort in Akai’s life and told him about the mother’s urine poisoning.
Four years ago, when Akai went to a picnic, it was the Facebook page, when he went to four people, two men and two women, one man, and the other, Shaw.
Kei’s body was eaten by a bear, half of the body was brought back with his head and lower body left, and his cousin said that the upper part was missing, probably in order to cover up the two kidneys that had been removed.
He drew up the records of the year, saying that because the food was a rich son, that the family was angry and had sent many people to catch the bear, that the bear had been caught and shot the same day, but that the unincorporated remains found in the stomach were not in the right proportion, that there was one less component, that there was nothing left in the inside of the small kidney but that the renal component was not examined alone, but the matter was crushed and the autopsy report was blurred.
His cousin found out in Akai’s private space that his mother’s body was getting worse, and Ahshaw replied that you could give her a kidney.
Kai and he argued: Why should I give? She’s dead or not, and I’m not good enough for her.
Kai was angry and asked why the only friend didn’t understand him and how many comments he made.
Finally, the Asshaw comment is mistaken: I’m sorry, I’m wrong. Let’s go cook and I’ll bake you the guts you love.
I can almost imagine how Kei and Shaw are going to be together, and this is what Shaw must have done to everyone, and I’ve got this kind of care, and he’ll laugh at me when I’m bored with school fees, and he’ll come and graduate, and he can’t rent the new house for free.
On that day, he may have laughed at the real Akay, as he laughed at me, saying, “I want to save your mother, so die.” I’m sorry.
But if that were the case, it was clear that Kai’s kidneys, which had been removed, had failed to save her.
Cousin wondered how he would give these two kidneys in a legal way to Akay’s mother, when he was a poor and useless student.
Cousin made a frightful conjecture in which he said that Ascho would probably have taken the kidneys to Akai ‘ s funeral and hand them over to her.
Mother Akai was in shock, probably not because of the death of her own son, but because of Ashoe.
When Akay’s mother was hysterical, Shaw probably didn’t get it. I brought you the kidney you needed.
Cousin’s preposterous speculation was not empty. He went to the guard at the estate where Akai’s funeral took place four years ago and showed him a picture of Shaw. The guard said that the boy had put in a black horse bag and laughed because he laughed too well. The guard was impressed by him.
Also, when the funeral was halfway to the day, the ambulance arrived, the wife of the family was taken to the ambulance, and the child wanted to follow him, and the nurse took care of him, the car drove away, the child was chasing the car behind, the shoes were running away and the black horse bag was still in his arms.
In the end, the doorman drove the housekeeper to bring the kid, and the doorman asked him what was in the bag, so baby, the kid laughed so naively: “What could save her.” I’m sorry.
The doorman only remembered that the housekeeper had taken the child to the hospital, and several private doctors came up in a serious manner and picked up the bag.
Later, the doorman was laid off, all the people who had performed the funeral had been replaced, and the doorman still did not understand what was going on in there except for his contact with the child, but was replaced as if it was keeping a secret.
It is not known whether the kidneys eventually did not work because Akay’s mother refused to use them or because they failed.
When he was born, he continued to search for kidneys on the back of his identity, while her dementia became more intense, completely treating him as Akai and fleeing pain.
I hear twitching in the stomach, and my cousin says, “Well, if they don’t find out about their family, go to the police immediately. I’m sorry.
I said, “So suddenly?”
Cousin lamented and said, “You’re still the tough one. We might have a big one. I’m sorry.
He went through the house I told him about in the new city, Unit 3, No. 1803, and found out it was made into a freezer, and the cameras caught a lot of people going in, but never came out.
What kind of gift is this? Their wave may have stung the nest of an organ-smuggling gang.
He looked into the owner, found out it was the housekeeper, not Kai, and then went to the housekeeper. He found out that he had only entered the family in his late years to be the housekeeper.
But the housekeeper was a known organ smuggler in Nepal in the early years, and the father of Akai had a lot of business with him, and the father of Akai died strangely, and the whole family of Akai could have an organ-smuggling gang behind it, so that her mother was so sensitive to retribution and punishment.
It’s not like Shaw’s the best way to be a housekeeper.
“I’m not going to be able to find out anymore. I’m sorry.
So I called the police on a public phone, disguised as the neighbor of the new city 1803 house, saying that there was a leak upstairs and it smelled weird.
The police intervened and three months later an amazing chain of organ smuggling was dug up.
The Akai family infiltrated some of the hospital’s medical examinations and added the organ donation agreement to the medical examination package, where ordinary people who purchased the meal were examined by the hospital to match the given sample without knowledge.
These specified samples were taken from some of the authorities who had suffered from a major disease requiring organ transplantation, and once it had been installed, the Akai family was responsible for the accidental murder of the medical examiner, the legal acquisition of a kidney source and the sale of it to him.
And the suspicion of the year was turned over and reworked.
The funded orphan, Shaw, was deliberately close to Prince Kai, who had been taken back to the rich family, by caring for the donor’s mother, and by tricking people out and killing them to get a kidney source, which failed to match.
Mother Akay, who did not want to admit the fact of Akai ‘ s death because she was stimulant with over-demented dementia, recognized him as Akai. As a result, Shaw entered the main house for Akai, followed the housekeeper into the organ-smuggling chain and found a kidney match with her.
To date, 18 well-matched near-renal health sources have been found, and Ascho approached in love, tricked the 18 people into signing an organ donation agreement and began to carry out “unforeseen” murders.
It was established that Ascho ‘ s death was not an accident and that the driver of the water truck had confessed to having been the perpetrator, but could not identify the buyer, but merely a woman, who knew nothing else.
After that, I took 17 Ashoe’s girlfriends out for dinner and told them the truth, after all, it was their lives, and better known.
I picked out a small, soundproof room and asked the waiter to change the dishes to plastic.
And then, as I had hoped, the war was not going on, and 17 women were calm, scared for a moment, and they talked to each other, “When did you talk to him?” How much did he give you? I’m four months, two LVs, three horses. I’m sorry.
“I’m about a year away, a Paramera. I’m sorry.
“Who’s the last house in Newtown? It won’t work out without the guests. I’m sorry.
The women swooped, went back to the table, drank up and said they were going to bow down.
I’m:
Three months later, me and 17 women took back their organ donation agreement and destroyed it.
And then, before graduation, I was with the captain.
One night two years ago, the captain waited all night in the playground and she gave up if the boy did not come.
I wandered the road for two hours, went to the jewelry store and didn’t buy anything.
Kai showed up, paid me, pushed me to the appointment.
The captain didn’t wait for the boy, was sad, fell from the escalator, and Kay was “passed” by me, took her to the medical ward, accidentally received her blood test, and then he started chasing her the next day, laughing, “I’ll take you to a medical examination. I’m sorry.
□ Mugo
How does it feel to suddenly die in school? – Mugo’s answer.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
