He Jin's expression was filled with indescribable sadness, as if his soul had been lost.

"A few months, maybe tomorrow."

The instructor asked: "Have anyone around you ever died?"

"have."

The lethality rate of heroin is as high as 10%, with an average death in four years and a survival rate of less than half of 8-10 years. There are more than one million deaths from heroin consumption every year.

If you accidentally take an excessive amount, the process of death will only take a few minutes.

"How many friends around you died?" asked the instructor.

"Four or five."

"All of your age?"

"It's almost the same. One of them was killed when I saw it with my own eyes. When I carried it to the hospital, I had already died." He Jin smiled bitterly: "I am only 18 years old, and a good buddy died."

The instructor suddenly sterned: "Then are you still sucking?"

"I can't control it."

The instructor slapped the notebook in front of him: "I will only save you this time. If you come out and suck again, no one will care about you."

"Depending on your situation, if your situation is not serious, it will come out in a few years. You can still be a good person after you come out. Do you know?"
Chapter completed!