The water stains on the beams were just dry, emitting a slight musty smell, and clusters of moss grew on the bricks and tiles.

On the shabby wooden beam, the spider webs were tied up layer by layer. The spider spider spider was looking at the people under the beam with his teeth and claws, and he looked like a tummy and behaved like a merciful person.

The firewood was burning, and the heat of the fire burned everyone's faces. Jiang Hao sat next to the stove, with water burning in the pot, but his eyes were staring at the medicine pot on the small charcoal stove next to the stove. The rich smell of sandalwood fragrance filled the whole dilapidated room.

Jiang Hao pressed his calves, which was a little sore and numb. The swelling feeling of sitting for a long time made him feel at a loss. He just stood up and gently slapped the mouth of the charcoal furnace with only a few leaves. The charcoal fire gradually became bigger, and the mouth of the medicine pot was bubbling with water.

"Ahem, ah..." A burst of rapid gasps came from the next room, one after another, mixed with short screams, and the sound of gasping was extremely heartbreaking.

Jiang Hao immediately threw down the sunny fan and rushed towards the inner room beside him.

The house covered with yellow adobe mud bricks, the white mosquito net was placed down and hung on the red plastic hook. On the dark ebony wooden table was a pile of Chinese medicine wrapped in paper, and the sprayed things in several bottles of plastic bottles were tilted.

The woman lying on the bed looked pale and she had a sallow yellow that could not be removed. Because of the strong suffocation in her chest, the sound of gasping became more and more rapid, and her difficult breathing made her chest fluctuate.

"Hao, Hao... medicine, cough cough..." She stretched out her hand weakly and kept calling Jiang Hao.

His face was covered with tears that had not dried. He lay on his side on the bed, curled up, his thin face and extremely thin body, struggling to strive for a glimmer of hope of survival.

Seeing this scene, although Jiang Hao had been accustomed to it, he couldn't help feeling sad. His mother had been suffering such a crime for more than 20 years, but he was unable to change it, and he didn't even have the money to buy a bottle of life-saving medicine.

He was so heavy that he couldn't breathe, and a thin layer of mist was covered in his eyes.

Without even wiping away the tears in his eyes, Jiang Hao paused on the table and looked at it carefully in the bottles and jars. He shook the bottle hard and finally found the only remaining spray.

He grabbed the bottle mouth and shook it hard to make the medicine stir well. He pulled open the bottle cap and squatted down and wiped the tears and snot from his mother's face.

"Mom, mom, hurry up, suck it quickly." Jiang Hao held the medicine bottle and inserted the spray head into her nostril.

The squeezed bottle only spit out thin gas, which went straight to her chest and lungs, and immediately sootheed her nervous and severe suffocation.

The breathing began to slowly become smoother. The stimulation of the drugs in the nasal cavity forced her to breathe greedily and vigorously, and her breathing became more and more peaceful. Jiang Hao then breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground.

Looking at the empty bottle in his hand, he remembered the final contest between Chen Long and him.

Yesterday he beat Chen Long, but he did not sue himself. Instead, he said that he had found out the situation of the middleman's wage arrears in the past two days and gave him an explanation.

This day has passed, and I don’t know whether it’s a big talk or that I can really keep my promises.

Just like Xiao Yao, there is no one to be found. The middleman in this forest farm has been running for so long, but it is not necessarily possible to find it.

Looking at his critically ill mother and his father who had worked so hard that he was hunched over, Jiang Hao could only hold his head in annoyance and helplessness, squat on the ground and grab his hair crazy.

Jiang Hao's mother saw that her son showed such a sad look for the first time. She had just recovered and calmed down, but her heart was thrust again.

"Hao..." She stretched out her hand and wanted to touch Jiang Hao's head, but she felt like she had exhausted her strength just now.

Jiang Hao looked up, looked at his mother with tears in his eyes, and stood up and squatted beside her.

The mother held his face with her eyes and looked at his face with purple and blue, and her heart sank. This child must have been bullied.

She asked nervously: "You, why are you so hurt?"

Seeing that his mother was both distressed and panicked, Jiang Hao had to squeeze out a smile and said, "Mom, don't be nervous, it's okay, I fell myself."

She looked like Jiang Hao was trying to hide it. No matter how you looked at the scar, she could not have fallen. She understood it in her heart, but she didn't speak up to refute Jiang Hao.

Life is already so difficult, why bother to expose it?

What's more, life requires the courage to face difficulties, and the ability to deceive yourself.

Jiang Hao wiped his tears, wiped away the tears on his mother's face, gave her a sip of water, tucked the corners of her quilt, and walked out. As soon as he arrived in the living room, he heard someone knocking on the door.

Jiang Hao was full of doubts. Who else would come at this time? His family was in ruins and few people came to visit him.

He pulled open the beam on the door. As soon as the door was opened, he saw Chen Long standing straight at the door, and his back was still following the followers yesterday.

Chen Long walked in with no one in his eyes, and stepped on the moss on the patio, almost slipped. He stood firm with his remaining willpower and saved his last bit of face.

He looked around with his hands behind his back, and the old and moldy smell made him unable to help pinching his nose.

Jiang Hao was not surprised by his actions at all. After all, is this the case for all the people who come to his family, let alone a rich child like him.

He was just wondering why Chen Long found his house and would come here in person.

After Chen Long looked around, he looked at Jiang Hao's suspicious look on his face and made a gesture to his subordinates.

His subordinates handed over a banknote and a letter, and Chen Long took it and stuffed it into Jiang Hao's hands.

Jiang Hao looked at the twenty yuan in front of him, looked up at Chen Long in surprise, and the brand new letter, and opened it and looked carefully.

The letter was a letter of commitment from the middleman, which meant that the money he had been traversed by the forest was indeed because he had taken the money away because his wife was sick and was confused for a while. The remaining money had been handed over. The Chen family also thought that he was eager to save people, so they opened the door to revoke the complaint.

Jiang Hao looked at Chen Long in disbelief, and saw him smile calmly, wave his hands, looking indifferent.

It turned out that he was indeed a man, and Jiang Hao had heard that many people ran away, and they failed to find it. However, Chen Long found it as soon as he searched, proving that the Chen family was not capable of finding it, but that they could not hand over the person for some reasons. He had never thought that the reason for the matter would be so tortuous.

Chen Long looked at the woman lying in the room and his eyes dimmed.

There are very few sufferings he can do in the world.

"Jiang Hao, I've checked it and found the people. Let's clear the money."

After Chen Long finished speaking, he called his subordinates to leave.

Jiang Hao shouted at him, "Hey!", and Chen Long looked back at him in an instant.

"You are an honest businessman, thank you!"

Chen Long waved his hand with a serious face, then turned around and left.
Chapter completed!