Chapter 78 Going to your own things

One, the unspeakable pain

Yinhua pushed a wheelchair and walked around the beach. After these boring and monotonous days were long, Yinhua was a little tired of it. Her physical health had signs of depression, boredom, insomnia, forgetfulness and menopause early combined, which often made her body feel uncomfortable.

She used to work in the Song family mansion and was busy all day long. At night, she felt tired and had a good sleep. She fell asleep as soon as she lay down. Since she became a housekeeper, she had less work and became more flawed. At night, she was bored and insomnia followed.

One night, Yinhua tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and her random thoughts followed. She was very excited and energetic when she saw Mr. Song taking an injection when he was in pain. She was thinking about going to his glass cabinet to take the syringe and taking the injection to see what she felt.

She thought of it and went to do it. Seeing Mr. Song sleeping soundly, she walked out of the room and walked out of the door. She opened the cabinet door in front of the glass cabinet in the next room. She sucked the medicine into the needle tube as Mr. Song, and then stabbed the needle into a blood vessel on her arm. "Ah------." She whispered and pushed the medicine in the needle into the blood vessel.

After taking one injection, after a short period of time, she felt strange all over her body. When she slept in bed again, she felt particularly energetic and felt like she was floating in the air.

Later, she tried it for several nights and her mental state changed a lot. When she was pushing a wheelchair on the beach, she suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of discomfort. She sneezes and saliva came out one after another, and there seemed to be chewing on her body.

She stopped and sat on the ground in a lewd manner and kept coughing, gasping, and spitting white phlegm. Mr. Song was immediately shocked when he looked at her.

Mr. Song asked in a low voice: "Did you use my syringe?" Jin Yinhua said uncomfortable: "I used your syringe and liquid to give me a few injections."

Mr. Song asked again: "How many days have it been?"

Yinhua said: "It's been three nights."

Mr. Song knocked his hand on the wheelchair in pain and said, "How could you be like this? This is really a black man." He shed tears in almost pain.

When Yinhua saw this scene, she asked in surprise: "What medicine is in your syringe?" He responded and said: "It's a drug heroin." "Ah! How could you inject drugs!" Yinhua asked

He said in pain: "I blame me too. When we got married, I hid an unspeakable pain from you." He shook his head in pain and couldn't continue to say it.

Yinhua said: "Then do you think I'm taking drugs too?"

After a while, he said: "I suffered from severe nerve pain due to a car accident. When the pain was inflicted, the part of my body that was injured was as painful as a knife. In order to relieve my pain, the doctor asked Wu Qiang to inject morphine every day to relieve my pain. However, over time, the effect of morphine became worse and worse. In the end, the doctor really had no choice but to inject heroin to relieve my pain."

When he said this, he raised his head and cried to face the sky in pain, "God? What bad things did I do in my previous life, you let me suffer such painful punishment. I am now a walking corpse."

Yinhua immediately stood up and took out a handkerchief to wipe Mr. Song's tears. She said, "I know you take drugs to suppress nerve pain. Although you are suffering such great pain, you are still worried about the country, the people, and the world. You are really an amazing person. Now you can find any good way to quit your drug addiction."

Mr. Song said bleakly: "You can't quit your drug addiction, and pain cannot be separated from your drug addiction. God has arranged for me a path to death."

Yinhua widened his eyes and asked, "Now, science and technology can't find a good recipe for curing pain and quitting drug addiction?"

Mr. Song shook his head helplessly and said, "This is an unsolvable problem, and I can't find such a good recipe yet."

Yinhua asked again: "I don't know what the process of drug abuse is like?" Mr. Song raised his arm and stretched out his hand to pull up the sleeve on his left arm, revealing the marks of scars and hardness on the needle holes on his arm.

He said in pain: "Every needle is inserted into a needle hole, and the blood vessels near each needle will gradually become hardened. If most of the exposed blood vessels in the body are hardened, I will die."
Chapter completed!