C5 (2/2)

”Sign it.” There is a substantial amount of compensation to be paid. The compensation for the deceased, together with the medical expenses for the wounded, is about 1.8 million yuan. ” The policeman said, placing a stack of mediation papers and bills in front of me.

One million eight hundred thousand.

When I heard this number, my brain instantly popped out!

Before I could take a closer look, the man spoke again. ”I'm sorry, I'll sign my fifty thousand as well.”

”Yes.” I looked at the man and nodded, tears streaming down my face.

When he reached for the pen in the policeman's hand, it trembled uncontrollably.

I looked at the bills and the mediation books, dazed, as if the world were coming to an end.

”Comrade Police, please, can I compensate you less? I … I don't have any money at all …” I looked at the policeman and slowly got out of bed. I didn't know myself, but my knees gave out and I fell to my knees in front of the policeman.

”I don't have any money, please …” I knelt there and said it in a tearful voice.

Before the policeman could say anything, the man spoke again, ”What's the use of just crying, think of a way!”

What can I think of? If I could come up with a solution, I would have already thought of it.

I said to myself, but when I knelt on the ground, I couldn't say anything. I could only whimper and cry.

”Can you get up first and get on your knees to solve the problem?” As he spoke, the man bent down and grabbed my ribs with both hands, half carrying me and half dragging me onto the bed. ”This is not the old society,” he said.

It's not the old society, but I'm more miserable than the old society...

I sat on the bed, and before I could open my mouth to speak, tears were streaming down my face again.