Chapter 2 — Toxic Smoke In Room 712

In the photo, she is holding a blood-stained tissue. "Recently, I've been staying up all night working so tired, I didn't expect to cough up blood. Starting a business is really difficult, ladies, remember to drink lots of water." I stared at the bloody tissue, zooming in on the photo. Threads of blood mixed in the phlegm looked extremely scary. This is absolutely not due to staying up at night causing heat in the body. This is an acute hematopoietic dysfunction caused by high concentrations of formaldehyde poisoning, and is also a precursor to leukemia. She started small-scale production a few months ago. After tasting the benefits, she moved into the dormitory to work. In her previous life, she also started coughing up blood on the third day. At that time, I forcibly unplugged the power source and dragged her to the school hospital. As a result, after she was diagnosed with leukemia, her mother pulled up a banner in front of the school gate. She said I broke my daughter's air purifier, causing toxic gas to leak out, harming her daughter. Not only did I have to pay compensation, but I was also advised by the school to drop out of school on the grounds of disrupting order. In this life, I looked at the photo on the screen and clicked save. Lam Hieu Hieu, the countdown to your death has begun. Lam Hieu Hieu did not stop working. After posting a photo of a bloody tissue in the group, she immediately sent another message. "I'm sure I've been staying up too late lately. After completing this application, I can buy the latest phone. Come on!" Trieu Tinh replied below. "Hieu Hieu, maybe you should take a day off. Lately my hair is falling out terribly, once I comb it, a whole bunch of it falls out." "Plus, I always feel nauseous. Can this smell help it fade away?" Ly Van also texted. followed. "That's right, I had a nosebleed last night. Is there a problem with this plastic?" Lam Hieu Hieu immediately turned around. "What problem could there be? When I divided the money with you guys, why didn't anyone say there was a problem?" "What's the point of pretending to be weak like Lam Dai Ngoc now? At twenty yuan an hour, where can you go out to find such an easy job?" "If you don't want to do it, then give me back the money!" The group immediately became silent. Trieu Tinh and Ly Van did not say anything more. Because of that little processing fee, they chose to keep their mouths shut and continue to suffer in a room full of toxic gas. The next morning, I went back to school to submit my application for the graduate exam preparation class and my political examination documents. The academic advising office is located on the first floor of the dormitory building. As soon as I entered the large door, a harsh chemical smell hit me straight in my face. This smell is ten times stronger than the day I moved out. I wore a mask but still felt my throat constrict and tears flowed uncontrollably. "This concentration is probably dozens of times higher than the standard." I said to myself in a low voice. After submitting the application, I was forced to go upstairs and go to the floor leader to sign a safety commitment for off-campus students. As soon as I walked up the stairs, the entire hallway looked like it was on fire, with smoke everywhere. The door to room 712 was wide open. Lam Hieu Hieu stood outside the door, holding a bamboo fan in her hand, desperately fanning the white smoke from the room out into the hallway. Seeing me, she stopped moving and raised her eyebrows. "Oh my, the deserter is back?" She leaned against the door frame, looking at me from top to bottom. "You regret not following me to make money, right? My application is almost completed, the remaining payment is five thousand yuan." "Now even if you beg, I won't give you a share." I covered my nose and mouth, trying to suppress a cough. Visibility in the hallway had decreased completely, and a layer of greasy chemical residue had even condensed on the wall. "Close the door. The entire hallway is no longer habitable." I lowered my voice. "If I close the door, how will I breathe?" Lam Hieu Hieu replied eloquently. "Miss Tran told me to pay attention.

wind. Am I ventilating?" She deliberately moved the electric fan to the door, pointed it straight at the hallway and blew hard. The poisonous smoke sprayed directly on my face. I didn't argue with her, but quickly went to the floor manager's office to sign. When I left, I took my phone and took more than ten consecutive photos of the scene in the hallway and the wide open door of room 712. In the photo, Lam Hieu Hieu proudly looked at me, her face full of provocation. I put the phone away, without turning around to leave. left the dormitory. Less than half an hour after I left, the students in the other rooms couldn't stand it anymore, and finally broke out. Vuong Duyet took a few female students and directly called the academic advisor's anonymous complaint line. "Miss, the hallway is really unlivable. There was toxic gas everywhere, some people had nosebleeds and fainted. If you still don't take care of it, we'll call the police!” In the office, Ms. Tran heavily put down the landline phone, her face pale. “These students cause trouble for us every day. It's almost time for the competition review, do we have to cause trouble at this time?" She unwillingly stood up from her office chair, took the dormitory inspection book, and angrily walked towards the living area. "Lin Xiaoxiao, if you dare to cause a big problem, see how I handle you!" Five minutes later.