With the arrival of the hospital ambulance, not only did Ju Huasong feel relieved, but so did everyone around.
"Why am I so unlucky today?"
After being placed on the stretcher by the medical staff, Ju Huasong smelled the stench on himself and couldn't help but curse silently.
After watching the ambulance drive away, the crowd exchanged glances, their expressions quite confused.
By common sense, everyone in the elevator should have been injured.
But why was Ju Huasong the only one whose spine was broken, while everyone else only suffered minor scrapes?
Thinking about it, everyone's mind couldn't help but recall the reply from the Immortal Taoist yesterday...
"Man proposes, Heaven disposes!"
"It's not that there is no retribution, it's just not time yet!"
"Hiss!"
Everyone instinctively took a deep breath.
Could it really be true that there is such a thing as karma in this world?
Was Ju Huasong's misfortune purely unlucky?
