Other psychotropic drugs, even if he sold his life, wouldn't last more than a few months, and their effects would be negligible, only providing a sedative effect.
She struggled for a while, and in the final stages of her life, she was often lucid yet insane, sometimes unable to help but let out strange cries from her throat, whimpering and sobbing, which was very frightening.
Old Li dared not let her take care of the child anymore, so he took the little girl, who was less than a year old, to the construction site.
Not long after, Xiaolian sat in the yard all day long, from sunrise to sunset, staring blankly at the tinplate in the corner.
Sometimes she would stand up, take a twig, and scratch the ground, wondering how big the tin cart would be to hold so much braised food.
Xiaolian never got to see the day she was supposed to weld the car. Later, she couldn't even eat. She became so hungry that she looked emaciated, with high cheekbones, and at first glance, she looked like a skeleton. She passed away.
Before he died, Lao Li was still at the construction site. When he returned that night, Xiao Lian had already passed away.
He squatted at the door for hours, unable to cry, only feeling extremely tired.
A person destined for hardship is bound to suffer. My wife lived to be thirty-two, and for more than twenty of those years she was in pain and struggle.
There was actually some hope, but with Yaokang going bankrupt, that tiny, firefly-like glimmer in the long night was extinguished.
He wanted to die too. The little girl, sitting on the broken sofa, stared at the only photo her mother had left behind on the stool, her eyes full of confusion.
Old Li doesn't want to die anymore.
Many years passed, and the child grew into a beautiful young woman. However, she couldn't avoid inheriting a mental illness. This type of illness requires genetic testing from the womb, but it hadn't been developed yet.
So even though they seem quiet and reserved, they may not self-harm, but they can have anxiety-related personality disorder and sometimes suddenly go crazy and run away.
Fate did not spare the mother and daughter, giving them both mental health issues and a tragic life.
Li Baocheng stopped crying at this point, gave an ugly laugh, and said to Jiang Cheng and Liu Kang:
"Right now, all I want to do is find Liu Kang; his medicine works. My daughter will have to get married when she grows up..."
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The two listened quietly to the story, then took out paper and pen and wrote down Lao Li's ID number and name so he could collect the relief funds from the organization later.
They walked into the courtyard to say goodbye. Liu Kang remained silent, his head bowed, his expression unreadable.
"Dean Jiang, go ahead, drive carefully." The old man waved.
"Then we're leaving." Jiang Cheng waved back.
As he was about to leave, this man, who thought he had long since hardened his heart and would not be affected by anything, turned his head and glanced at the pile of rusty iron sheets in the yard just as he was about to step out of the dilapidated door frame.
Tears welled up in Liu Kang's eyes instantly and he couldn't stop them.
He cried like a child...
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