Chapter 51: Sani Presses Cheng Daqi onto the Bed

Cheng Daqi's biggest hook for the video yesterday was about the Japs.

The entire copy had only one sentence, 'The lady asked me where I'm from, I said I'm Japanese, am I right?'

In addition to putting effort into the copy, he also specifically set two precise fishing tags, 'kimono' and 'Japanese cuisine'.

It can be said that the purposefulness and aggressiveness were both at their fullest.

This kind of targeting is not perceivable to ordinary viewers. Who among proper Hua people would care about this? They would only think it's well done!

But in the eyes of some devoted Jap slaves, Cheng Daqi's hook was as obvious as a searchlight in the dark.

A user named Fodonglefanxin from Qiannan wrote, "Haha, King of Begging is awesome, just ruthlessly backstab those Japs and make them international clowns."

'Support, those Japs used to do bad things abroad and claimed to be Hua people. They do something on the first day, we do it on the fifteenth!'

'It's been said, it should be called California Shepherd! By using the inverse Sugarnui Inequality, not paying for meals in California = California Shepherd, have you learned it?'

'Heh, Yingzhou is a developed country, it's not worthy of being called clowns. You, a poor beggar, are applauding for beggars, aren't you a beggar yourself?'

(Landlord replied) Fodonglefanxin from Qiannan 'Brother isn't short of money, brother is different from you, brother's knees are weak, can't kneel down, can't stand the taste of that dog food.'

(Reply to the landlord) 'How many sets of houses do you have? You're not short of money here, obviously you're a little pink who's been sucked dry by mortgage payments. You love your country, but who loves you?'

(Landlord replied) Fodonglefanxin from Qiannan 'Do you want to see my factory? Come on, the picture is here [Picture], you go check the legal person of the company at this address, see if brother is short of money!'

(Reply to the landlord) 'Is it yours? Does anyone know it's yours? Clown, take a look at my property certificate, in XX city, XX district, it's 21,000 per square meter, this one of mine costs over three million, you can't afford it in your whole life!'

(Landlord replied) Fodonglefanxin from Qiannan 'I posted a video, my Panamera, license plate number Qian CXXXXX, what car do you drive? You like being a Jap slave so much, don't tell me it's a Mazda? Be careful of traffic jams.'

(Reply to the landlord) 'Who likes a hundred-handed bus like you? Do you understand the Japanese style? Your kind of clown will never understand the beauty of Lexus [Picture].'

(Landlord replied) Fodonglefanxin from Qiannan 'Then why don't you post a video?' (Landlord replied) Fodonglefanxin from Qiannan 'Where are you? Hahaha, where's your Japanese style? Where's your video?'

(Landlord replied) Fodonglefanxin from Qiannan 'Getting scared now? Is that property certificate yours? Why did I find your Lexus in Baidu's image search?'

(Landlord replied) Fodonglefanxin from Qiannan 'Can't believe it, your owner doesn't give you dog food?'

It can only be said that the internet is charming, but without some strength, don't compete in a face-off.

The initial reply from the Qiannan netizens had already given face to this Jap slave, obviously not wanting to deal with this clown.

But this clown insisted on boosting himself, resulting in self-inflicted humiliation.

The attacking power of the Qiannan netizens was extremely strong, leaving the Jap slave defenseless against their blows.

Actually, Cheng Daqi understood some people's exquisite plots, after all, the American propaganda machine has been ahead for decades.

But he really couldn't understand, how despicable a person must be to be a Jap slave!

Seeing netizens fiercely attacking the Jap slave, Cheng Daqi silently gave a thumbs-up to their comments.

"Chan, I'm back."

Sani's voice came from outside the tent, Cheng Daqi got up, wanting to walk out of the tent.

Seeing the zipper of Cheng Daqi's tent coming down, Sani remembered the details of her father taking care of her.

"Don't move, lie down and rest, have you eaten anything? I went to the church to get some cold medicine from the pastor, take it quickly."

Sani incessantly pressed Cheng Daqi onto the bed and then pulled out a blister pack of pills from her pocket.

"What kind of medicine is this?"

Cheng Daqi's question really stumped Sani, she thought for a moment but couldn't remember.

"An what what thing, the name is too hard to remember, just see for yourself."

Saying that, Sani stuffed the blister pack of pills into Cheng Daqi's hand.

'Vicodin'

Cheng Daqi's hand trembled unconsciously, thankfully he asked for the name.

Thankfully.

This was damn opioid pain relief medicine!

The protagonist of the American TV series "Dose of Addiction", taking it could get you addicted!

These kinds of addictive opioid pain relievers, even when Cheng Daqi had late-stage brain cancer in his previous life, were only given to him once a day by the attending doctor's approval, to help him sleep painlessly!

In America, these drugs were actually so prevalent!

Cheng Daqi only knew that there were many drug addicts in America, but he didn't expect Sani to be able to get this.

"Did the pastor take your money?"

Seemingly understanding Cheng Daqi's question, Sani explained directly.

"No, he saw that I didn't look like an addict, so he gave it to me. I know this medicine can be addictive if you take it, but it's the best painkiller, as long as you don't keep taking it, it should be okay, right?"

Helplessly pinching the aluminum blister pack, Cheng Daqi sighed.

"Sani, do you know the difference between painkillers and cold medicine?"

Sani looked at Cheng Daqi puzzled, she really didn't think there was any difference between these two medicines.

"I used to take this when I had a cold as a child, and I got better very quickly."

"You took this kind of medicine as a child? Did the doctor prescribe this kind of medicine to children?"

Cheng Daqi couldn't believe it.

"No, my family always got a little extra whenever someone got sick, so we could have some for next time. I just used what my mom didn't finish when she was sick."

This was how the bottom-class black people in America were, Cheng Daqi couldn't argue.

The lower-class black people couldn't afford high insurance premiums, so they could only barely take some pain relievers prescribed by community doctors when they got sick, it was too reasonable.

In the end, he still didn't disappoint Sani's kindness.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do; addiction is addiction, but it's not something you can't break free from just by taking it.

After all, opioid painkillers are ultimately different from opioids; many have lower addiction potential, otherwise the TV series wouldn't be called "Dosage of Addiction."

As long as you don't take too much and control the dosage, the chances of addiction are indeed low.

Trying to console himself, Chan took a Vicodin pill with some VOSS water.

The cold made him ache all over, and the potent painkiller did help alleviate his symptoms; he didn't have many other options.

"Do you want something to eat? I can share some of my precious ham with you, but only half."

Sani was ultimately gentle; she used to only offer Chan her own cookies and bread, but today she was even willing to share her ham.

But Chan wasn't thinking about eating ham now; he realized he had messed up.

He was ultimately not all-knowing; he didn't understand the pharmaceutical company's tricks.

Chan overlooked one thing—American painkillers have different levels of active ingredients!

Damn it!

Is the active ingredient in an American pill really that high?

PD company, you're damn cruel!

Chan was in trouble; unknowingly, he had gotten hooked (laughs). What should he do? He was in a hurry!