Chapter 573： Superstar (51)

Chapter 573 Superstar (51)

But the caregiver continued to push him forward without hearing it.

He Dongling’s heart was tight, and he continued to say, “Go back.”

The caregiver finally pushed him to the place where no one was, and his face was smashed.

"Do you know? Why should I come to be a carer?"

He Dongling found that something was wrong. He just turned back and the whole person was turned over.

The caregiver overturned the wheelchair and then stepped on the calf of He Dongling with one foot and smashed it.

He Dongling did not feel pain, because the lower limbs were paralyzed, even if the pain did not convey the brain.

But he still instinctively cringed.

The caregiver saw how he was struggling on the ground.

He laughed. "I am bullied when I am poor. When my mother dies, even the 10,000 yuan of surgery costs are not enough, but what about you? Living in a senior ward, a bunch of doctors and nurses are waiting, why? ""

He Dongling: What's wrong with money, you are dying to shut my ass.

Of course, he quickly calmed down, carefully not stimulating the obvious mentally wrong care worker.

"Actually, I don't have any money. I went bankrupt and will soon be driven away by the hospital."

He analyzed the care worker in a second, and hatred.

The care worker kicked his stomach, and He Dongling felt that the internal organs had to be displaced.

His face was pale and he was desperately coughing.

The care worker roared: "You are stupid, you call the care worker, I have not heard it, have money to change the care worker, have no money to be hospitalized? This society is because of the existence of such scum, it is so ugly, I It’s just to kill your social locusts.”

He Dongling felt that people were unlucky.

Not only will the car accident become disabled, but it will become a disfigured after being disabled.

The perverted care worker reached out and dug a piece of soil, and it was about to be stuffed into the mouth of He Dongling.

"Are you not very rich? Eat spicy and spicy, have not eaten earth, let you taste."

He Dongling finally couldn't bear it, and he tried hard to lick his head. All the soil went to his face.

Although he did not eat it, he had a serious sense of shame.

The carer saw his face and laughed. "In the past, those who were lying in bed couldn't talk, so I couldn't reveal me. I was the first time I shot this rich man."

He Dongling’s face was white, “What are you doing?”

The caregiver dragged him. "The front is a small soil slope. I will throw you down. There are big stones below. It is estimated that you will go down and the head will be hit."

He Dongling reached out and grabbed the ground. "Let me go, I will give you money. I still have a lot of money. I will give you as much as you want."

Carer: "There is a lot of money, what I want is the dignity of being a man."

He Dongling hurriedly said: "You can give you the dignity of money. If you give you a lot of money, no one will look down on you."

The care worker roared angrily. "You don't understand this kind of scum. Some things can't be bought by money. Love and friendship are all things that money can't buy."

He Dongling: In the midst of a metamorphosis, I feel that the whole person is not good.

The caregiver dragged him to the **** of the soil. "After going down, it is estimated that your body will be paralyzed, and then you will use a stone to bring you a knife. You can only lie on the bed and let me serve."

He Dongling struggled to get his eyes red, his fingers clasped to the ground, and he was bleeding.

He was frightened and angry. "You better let me go, or I will get out of trouble and you should die."

(End of this chapter)