Chapter 142 What did you wish for?
On the split screen, the man had a sad face, as if he could no longer bear the burden of life, and his back was hunched.
Ming Zhuo: "Your name is Jin Yiming, from Luoshi, 41 years old this year, and you were diagnosed with lymphoma three months ago. Your uterus examination shows that you have a son and a daughter, and your parents are still alive. You are the pillar of the family." Jin Yiming
sighed, "It all matches."
He took out a family photo and showed it to the camera, "My two children, the eldest son is ten years old this year, and the youngest daughter is only four years old. I'm afraid that if I die, the children will have no one to rely on."
[Oh my God, this is too pitiful. ]
[Alas, the hemp rope is good at picking out small details, and bad luck only finds the unfortunate. 】
【This dad, you must be strong! You must fight hard against cancer, your children need you! 】
【I don't know if you need donations, I can do my best. 】
【Yes, anchor, please help to raise donations, we have so many fans and we can collect the treatment fees in minutes! 】
Unlike "Life is like Tea" where there is no financial problem and everyone can't help, cancer treatment requires a lot of money, but there is strength in numbers, and we can always help this poor brother.
Ming Zhuo: "Wait a minute, don't be in a hurry, let me take a look at the horoscope first."
"You were born in the countryside, your family conditions are average, and you didn't have much fortune in the early days, until you made a fortune at the age of 28, and then your fortune prospered. You should have opened a company, right?"
The barrage died down immediately. It turns out that this person is very rich, so he shouldn't need donations. However,
Jin Yiming's heart tightened, and he shook his head quickly, "I did open a company, and the business was very good in the past few years, but recently the company's management is not good, and it is going to go bankrupt."
Ming Zhuo didn't say anything, but Jin Yiming seemed to have opened up.
"When I was rich, I donated a lot of money to the village to build roads and ancestral halls, spending millions. Now the funding chain is broken and I owe the bank a lot of money."
"If I had gritted my teeth and begged people to borrow money to run the business a few years ago, I would have been able to revive the company. But it was such a coincidence that I got cancer."
"Oh, then you are really miserable." Ming Zhuo added, "It seems that your wife is divorcing you."
Li Wenhe couldn't help but frowned, he always felt that something was wrong.
He couldn't help but send a message to Pei Di who was watching the live broadcast, asking if he thought Ming Zhuo's attitude was strange.
Pei Di: [It's not strange, the boss just doesn't like this man. ]
Although this man's words made those who heard it sad and those who saw it cried.
Li Wenhe: [Are you sure? But this man can't be lying, otherwise the boss would have exposed him in person.]
Pei Di: [Then I don't know, anyway, this man made the boss unhappy.]
Li Wenhe was still a little hesitant. If Mingzhuo didn't like someone, he would have started to argue with him a long time ago. He wouldn't keep going around in circles here... going around in circles?
He was suddenly shocked.
——Luowuju
.
Gu Xu stared at the screenshot for a few seconds and sent the picture to the WeChat group.
[Check it out immediately, this is the street in Luo City.]
[If I'm not mistaken, there is something wrong with this man. Contact the police to stop the car and check it. 】
The phone rang immediately, "Boss, I want to ask, what's the problem with this person?"
Even if he is very familiar with the police, he can't make a false report, there must be a legitimate reason.
Gu Xu looked at the hand drawing the talisman on the anchor's screen: "I don't know."
He gave an ambiguous answer for the first time, and then said firmly, "But this person definitely has a problem."
After hanging up the phone, he turned his gaze to the live broadcast room again.
Although he didn't have much contact with Ming Zhuo, he knew her current mood, as if she was unhappy, but she had to suppress it.
In fact, she has a really good personality, likes to laugh, and is very peaceful when facing ordinary people. She is a casual and unrestrained pretty girl.
I hope I'm just overthinking it.
——Jin
Yiming kept staring at the hand drawing the talisman, guessing that the anchor was finally going to help him.
That's right, he's already in such a miserable state, isn't he worthy of help?
The barrage was also full of sympathy.
A middle-aged man went bankrupt and owed a lot of debts, with elderly parents and children to take care of, and he himself was suffering from cancer, and his wife was going to leave him and the children.
How miserable it is.
[Donate, donate, donate]
[The anchor will definitely help you, don't give up, come on!]
[Yes, the anchor has great magical powers. By the way, her amulet can keep mother and child safe, and it will definitely keep you safe too!]
Jin Yiming's eyes suddenly rose with anticipation. He had heard about the amulet a long time ago.
If it was really that magical, he would be completely saved.
Mingzhao finally finished drawing the talisman, twisting it and blowing on it. "The amulet can't stop the spread of cancer cells. I told you to believe in science and treat it as soon as possible."
Jin Yiming took a deep breath: "I also want to treat it as soon as possible, but I want to pay back the wages owed to the employees first..."
"After paying off your salary, do you have no money? Although you and your wife and children no longer have a house in your name, your other son has three houses in his name. The sale is enough to cover all the arrears and your treatment expenses. It is more than enough."
Jin Yiming was stunned: "How did you know?"
"You mean, you asked someone to hide his traces and didn't record him in your Children's Palace, so other people can't predict it, right? You said I'm an expert."
Jin Yiming was silent for a moment, his face a little ugly, "I don't understand what you mean."
"Then why don't we talk about how you got rich when you were 28 years old. What did you make a wish to? And what did you give it to repay the wish the next year?"
Jin Yiming's psychological defense line completely collapsed. This person can actually predict everything!
He asked anxiously: "Did that thing come to me, right? My company, my cancer, is it all caused by it?"
Ming Zhuo: "Really not. Your deal has been reached long ago. Didn't you repay it with your cousin's life? I guarantee you thirteen years of wealth and prosperity, that's enough."
"Not enough! How can it be enough!" Jin Yiming suddenly collapsed, his eyes bloodshot, "Obviously my wish was to be prosperous all my life, all my life!"
【Oh my god, I'm numb. 】
【I said the host's attitude was a bit weird, and I was right. 】
【He's angry that my tears and sympathy just now are worthless, what kind of person is this. 】
【Yeah, aren't three houses enough for you to pay off your debts and treat your illness? There are many people who are worse off than you. 】
【If I'm not mistaken, he's cheating on me, right? 】
【The problem now is that he might have killed someone. 】
【I wonder what he made a wish to. Could it be a ghost or evil spirit? 】
Li Wenhe lowered his eyes in thought. He had heard from his uncle that there were many stories about borrowing money from ghosts and gods.
In the Jiangnan area, it is still popular to borrow money from Wutong Laoye on August 18th.
I just don't know what kind of thing this Jin Yiming is.
But no matter which one it is, there is no such thing as borrowing money for free. If you borrow money, you have to pay it back sooner or later.