Chapter 29

Zhou Mingzhu clutched her side and began to frisk the woman. She only had a little over three hundred yuan on her. Zhou Mingzhu’s own wool coat had cost one hundred and twenty, and her sweater forty-two. Gnashing her teeth in frustration, she found a small, water-red plastic-covered notebook, about the size of a palm and half a centimeter thick, tucked away on the woman. Zhou Mingzhu carefully examined all the money and ration coupons she had taken, picking out the ones with special markings and tucking them into the water-red notebook. She then took the marked currency she had previously scavenged from the old man and tucked them into the final page of the same book. Staring at the notebook, now stained with bloody fingerprints, she realized she had no time to lose—she had to get to the hospital!