I Sell Wigs in the Hospital, and I'm Making a Fortune!!!

When medical student Mu Lian was interning, she suddenly discovered business opportunities everywhere in the hospital. A group of "brilliantly bald" doctors – physicians who couldn't ...

Chapter 149

Shizhu was shivering from the cold, his teeth chattering, and his anger was instantly extinguished. At this moment, he just wanted to find a clothing store quickly and buy some thick clothes.

There was a kind-hearted woman who saw Shizhu standing alone at the street corner. She felt very sympathetic towards him and then rummaged through her bag and found a one-dollar coin. She threw it in front of Shizhu. What a poor homeless man, with no home and not enough food to eat?

Shizhu was stunned for a moment, then his anger ignited. He kicked the silver coin mixed with snow and kicked it out. In an instant, the coin was buried in the snow.

The more Shizhu thought about it, the angrier he got. It had been a truly miserable day. No matter how he looked at himself, he was still fair-skinned and clean-shaven, like the son of a wealthy family. This was completely out of character. He couldn't imagine that one day he would have to beg. If his friends knew, they would laugh at him to death.

At the traffic light, under the snow, a man dressed in rags, like he was wrapped in a cardboard box, wearing anything that could block the wind, knelt on the ground with an expressionless face.

There was a piece of paper on the ground, which probably said that the son was seriously ill and asked the poor person to save him.

People waiting for the traffic light at the intersection are no longer surprised and just stand by and wait for the light to turn green. Occasionally, some kind-hearted people will throw a dollar coin to the old man.

Shizhu looked around for a clothing store. While waiting for the traffic light, the beggar kneeling next to him reminded him of what Mulian said about the spirit of hard struggle.

Shizhu's face turned red and white, and her heart suddenly stopped when she thought that her body was only worth one dollar. The more Shizhu looked at the dollar in the bowl, the more upset she felt.

He is not even worth a beggar!

The more Shizhu thought about it, the angrier he became. He took out his wallet and threw the stack of red bills into the beggar's bowl.