Dead.

Zhang Kun hugged the man's body blankly, staring blankly, motionless.

Even Zhang Kun didn't notice when the ambulance came.

The doctor and nurse rushed over with a stretcher, but after the doctor checked the man's heartbeat and breath in Zhang Kun's arms, the doctor shook his head.

Then the police came, and then a woman of thirty-five or six years old came, and a boy of seven or eight years old, and a baby of seven or eight months old held in his arms. I don’t know if it was a baby of seven or eight months old or ten months old.

The woman knelt in front of the man's body and cried loudly, shouting the word Wei Ping, which seemed to be the man's name, while the child cried and shouting the word Dad.

The baby was also crying loudly. He or she might not know why she was crying, but when she saw her mother and brother crying, she would cry with her. He might not know what was going on at this time, but he would definitely remember this moment deeply after that.

Zhang Kun knelt there from beginning to end, keeping the posture of holding the man. Even after the man's body was taken away by the police and ambulance, Zhang Kun still knelt there with his eyes blank.

A policeman and a doctor comforted Zhang Kun, but Zhang Kun still sat there blankly.

Just now, just now, a life disappeared in front of him.

He watched with his own eyes the man's breathing stopped and his heartbeat stopped. A faint transparent figure floated out of the man's body and then slowly dissipated between heaven and earth.

This is the first time someone actually died in front of Zhang Kun, but he can't do anything.

Zhang Kun's mind was blank at this time, until some vague comments around him came into Zhang Kun's ears.

The sound is light and intermittent.

It seems that this man is a person nearby and his family is still well off. In recent years, many people have made money in the stock market, and then they have also rolled around in the stock market. They have really made money. Then they are out of control and have become obsessed with stocks since then.

Not only did he invest all his money in the family, he also secretly mortgaged real estate stock trading.

Until the beginning of this year, men still made money, but starting from the first half of the year, the stock market began to decline, and men began to lose slightly, but it was not serious. However, last month, the stock market was generally sluggish and men began to lose severely.

I heard that not only did I lose all the money I earned from the stock market, but I even lost most of the principal. You should know that there is also the money from the man mortgaged the property, which can be said to be the whole thing for the man's family.

Originally, this was nothing, but later, the man found a capital allocation company for some reason, and then used all existing assets to trade stocks using leverage.

Zhang Kun doesn’t understand what leveraged stock trading is, but when he heard from people around him, it seems that it is just a kind of stock trading. If you make a profit, you can make a lot of money. Of course, if you lose, you will lose nothing.

Then, this man is the kind of person who loses.

I used the final principal and the money I borrowed from my relatives and friends to invest in leverage stock trading, and planned to make a comeback, and then there was nothing left.

The stock account was forced to close, and there was no dime left, and the remaining only the loan owed.

Then, not only was it because it was a moment of incomprehension or the huge pressure that made the man choose the most wrong approach.

What else did the crowd behind him say, but Zhang Kun didn't listen.

He stood up blankly and walked in the direction of his parking lot.

Step by step.

However, when getting in the car, Zhang Kun looked down at the blood-stained clothes and pants on his body. Zhang Kun barely controlled his mind and found the nearest clothing store and changed his clothes.

Zhang Kun put out the blood-stained clothes and pants, and put them in the trash can. After that, Zhang Kun drove Dabai home.

Along the way, Zhang Kun shut up.

When he returned to the village, Zhang Kun first sent the feed home and then silently returned to the clinic.

Zhang Kun's face was always calm. Dr. Liu was watching others play chess at the door, and Zhang Kun sat silently behind the desk.

After sitting for a long time, Zhang Kun suddenly got up. He came to the newspaper stand at the entrance of the clinic, searched for a while, and found a Nanhu Daily from a few days ago.

Zhang Kun took the newspaper back to his desk and sat down, silently opened the newspaper, and then found the fourth edition of the economic sector.

The huge title was once again imprinted into Zhang Kun's eyes.

"The international financial giant plots to short the Chinese stock market, this is a war!"

Zhang Kun read the whole article again, slowly reading it word by word, and for a long time.

There are still many words in the article that Zhang Kun cannot understand, and the content of the article is still the same argument.

The article believes that the domestic stock market has been generally sluggish and even plummeted recently, and some foreign financial forces led by Wall Street are intending to short the Chinese stock market.

And define this action as a war, a financial war.

The last time I saw this article, Zhang Kun was indeed frightened by the title at the beginning. It was not until after reading it that Zhang Kun looked amused and crying.

At that time, Zhang Kun thought that when could a stock market be related to war? Can the word war be used casually?

Today's journalists really dare to say anything and use anything.

War, what is war?

War will kill people.

After that, Zhang Kun put the newspaper aside.

I first came into contact with the word "stock" from my uncle. At that time, I only knew that investing in stocks seemed to make money, so my uncle made a lot of money and even bought a BMW.

The second time was on Dr. Liu's mobile phone. In Zhang Kun's senses, the red and green lines were stocks. Then Zhang Kun learned that the stock market not only made money, but sometimes lost money, and even got trapped. Dr. Liu was hospitalized once.

At that time, Zhang Kun felt that stocks were like gambling, and there were profits and losses. But this is normal. There was no absolute profitable transaction, otherwise not everyone would buy stocks.

The third time, I saw what was mentioned in this newspaper, but after reading it, Zhang Kun only laughed at me, thinking that the journalist was too exaggerating.

The fourth time was at my uncle's house. I heard my uncle and aunt's quarrel and threw things, and gave my grandmother a trip that was not pleasant.

At that time, Zhang Kun found out that stocks are actually not a good thing. Sometimes it makes people and families dislike them and the families are uneasy.

And today, Zhang Kun knew something again. It turns out that stocks are really going to die.

Let’s not talk about whether the man’s method of buying stocks is right or wrong, but today, there is indeed a person who died in front of Zhang Kun and in Zhang Kun’s arms because of stocks.

Stocks are really going to die.

Zhang Kun recalled in his mind that the woman, children, and babies were crying loudly next to the man's body.

That's his wife and children.

His death is not only the disappearance of a life, but also the breaking of a family.

It means that from today on, his wife will never have a husband and his children will never have a father.

Zhang Kun silently looked at the huge title on the newspaper and the words "war", Zhang Kun suddenly silently closed the newspaper, rolled it up and took it in his hand, stood up, and walked out of the clinic.

Zhang Kun returned to his grandmother's house, picked up the car keys, and greeted his mother.
Chapter completed!