None to Borrow

"Hey, brother, long time no see, where have you been?"

"Hey, friend, if it's really you, say hello."

"Hey, brother....."

Gan Zhe went around his dorm room but couldn't find anyone else still in Qingjie City.

What he needed was cash, or someone in person.

His bank card was no longer usable.

His communication channels were also locked.

Even if someone sent him money, he couldn't use it.

The only thing that could be of use was cash.

College life was short, and he and Lizi hung out together all the time, so when did they have time to make other friends?

They didn't even have casual acquaintances.

Except for his three roommates.

But if they were just nodding acquaintances, who would be willing to lend him money?

In his dilemma, Gan Zhe finally thought of someone.

That person was also the most likely to lend him cash.

Cellphone

Dialing

Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring

"Hello? Wang Teacher?"

Gan Zhe asked a bit embarrassedly.

It was indeed quite late today, and he seemed to have disturbed the teacher's rest.

However, he was also really itching and wanted to go to the hospital tonight.

"Hello? It's Gan Zhe, right? It seems you already know about your situation."

"Then I won't say much more, I can't help you with your matter, the school has issued a notice."

"You are no longer my student from now on."

"You'll have to figure it out yourself."

"Also, don't contact me again, I'm afraid of misunderstandings."

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Wang Teacher said a bunch of nonsense and just hung up the phone.

He didn't even give Gan Zhe a chance to react.

Gan Zhe stared blankly at his phone.

What expulsion?

What did that mean?

Gan Zhe hurriedly called back, but it was just a busy tone endlessly.

It seemed Wang Teacher had blocked him.

Wang Teacher could be said to be Gan Zhe's last hope.

If even he was unwilling to help, Gan Zhe felt deeply desperate.

With deep despair and fatigue, Gan Zhe fell into a deep sleep.

He was just too tired.

Moreover, today's activity level was really too high.

Who knows how many dreams came and went in his dream.

Gan Zhe's dream was deep, far away, yet close.

"Lizi."

Gan Zhe suddenly shouted out.

And then he woke up.

Down below was still itching unbearably.

Gan Zhe had no choice but to contact the person he was most familiar with.

"Lizi....."

Lizi's phone hadn't blocked him, mainly because they hadn't called each other since their argument that day.

"Gan Zhe?"

Lizi had been inexplicably slapped in the face yesterday, and she didn't know what had happened at all.

However, she hoped he didn't have any trouble.

"Lizi? Can you lend me some money?"

Gan Zhe felt a bit embarrassed, but he really had no other choice.

Itchy

Painful

It had even broken skin.

If he didn't see a doctor soon, he felt like he was about to lose something.

Between that something and his dignity, he could still tell which was more important.

"Borrow money? For what?"

Lizi recalled the expensive clothes Gan Zhe had worn yesterday.

Could they have been rented?

Did he perhaps rip them and not have money to compensate the owner?

"This...you don't need to ask."

How could Gan Zhe bring himself to say it out loud?

It was a key area after all.

"Okay, this is the last time, don't come to me again after this, I'm afraid my boyfriend will misunderstand."

Lizi and Gan Zhe had been together for three years, so they did have some feelings.

She could tell that Gan Zhe had really run into some trouble.

Otherwise, he wouldn't come looking for her.

"Okay okay okay!"

Gan Zhe was a bit surprised, he had thought Lizi would coldly hang up on him.

"Then I'll transfer you the money."

Lizi was about to hang up.

"No no no, I need cash."

Gan Zhe hurriedly stopped her, he couldn't make payments with his communication channels.

Otherwise, why would he beg his ex-girlfriend?

"Oh, then come to my company and find me, call me when you're here."

This was the last bit of sentiment.

Lizi wouldn't readily deliver to his door.

The creditor was still the master before lending out money.

Beep beep beep

Looking at the hung up phone, Gan Zhe sighed helplessly.

Since Lizi's company was right next to a hospital, he might as well go to the hospital anyway.

Gan Zhe first took a shower and put on a fresh pair of underwear to make himself feel refreshed.

Then he hurried out.

Step by step.

Step by step like claws, like the steps of a devil.

Gan Zhe walked with peculiar steps in the cold wind.

Drawing strange gazes all around.

But he no longer had the energy to care about others' eyes.

He was trying hard to control his forward steps.

Walking hunched over, he finally arrived at the entrance of Ximu Company.

Phone call

Here

"How much do you need to borrow?"

Lizi opened her wallet and asked.

"Not much, just ten thousand."

Gan Zhe didn't think ten thousand was a lot.

Back when he used to spend whole nights, he would easily spend millions.

A mere ten thousand was nothing.

"How much?"

Lizi felt like she might not recognize Gan Zhe anymore.

"Ten thousand, don't worry, I'll definitely pay you back."

Gan Zhe swore solemnly, never mind paying back ten thousand, he could pay back a hundred times that amount.

It was just a matter of playing a few more games.

"I don't have ten thousand, just five hundred, take it or leave it."

Lizi impatiently took out five large bills.

This was all the cash she had on her.

After all, cash was inconvenient these days, and being able to have five hundred was from what she had just withdrawn.

"I'll take it!"

How could Gan Zhe let go of this only hope?

Having five hundred was better than nothing.

"It's a deal, once you take this money we'll never see each other again, and don't bother paying me back, got it?"

Lizi waved the five hundred dollar bills and said.

"Got it, got it."

Seeing the red crisp bills, how could Gan Zhe object?

Future matters could be dealt with in the future.

Seeing a doctor was the top priority right now.

Hospital

Registration

Outpatient clinic

Gan Zhe registered for the dermatology outpatient clinic.

It wasn't the weekend and it was morning, so he was seen quite quickly.

Gan Zhe entered the consultation room feeling a bit shy.

Fortunately, the doctor inside was a man, which put Gan Zhe at ease.

"Doctor, this...this...is a bit uncomfortable, could you please take a look?"

Gan Zhe shyly pointed down below.

This kind of thing would make anyone embarrassed.

"Come over here with me."

The doctor noticed Gan Zhe's awkwardness and led him behind a screen.

That way, anyone who suddenly entered wouldn't see.

Gan Zhe shyly took off his underwear, revealing a size too big to be a teacher.

The doctor covered his mouth and gasped deeply for a while.

Then he carefully examined the dotted rashes.

"It seems...you might have a sexually transmitted disease."

The doctor didn't dare say it definitively, after all, STDs were serious.

"Here's what we'll do, you should get a few tests first."

The doctor quickly decided.

When seeing a doctor, more tests weren't a bad thing.

Urine tests, blood tests, and a series of examinations.

The doctor ordered everything he could.

Hearing the term sexually transmitted disease, Gan Zhe's legs went weak.

How could he dare delay, he hurriedly started the tests right away.

Running back and forth, forth and back.

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