07/14/25 - You’ll have bad luck your whole life if you spend money on men.

#Multiple parties respond to ordering 1750 cups of boba tea for 76RMB. “Evening of the 13th of July, a supposed takeout delivery order screenshot attracted attention. This picture showed a takeout order from a Mixue in Xiamen for 1750 drinks, with a total of 76.13RMB. Afterwards, “76RMB for a ton of drinks” got on Weibo’s trending hashtags.

The picture shows that the store location is the Mixue at Xiang’an, but workers at the Mixue in Zhangban claims that he’s never heard of Mixue having a location in Xiang’an, and he finds it unlikely that you can buy 1750 drinks for just 76RMB. “The cheapest drink at Mixue is lemonade for 4RMB a cup. Even if there are app discounts or promotional events, it won’t be too far below 4RrMB. There’s no way you can get 1700 drinks for 70 bucks.”

A worker at another Mixue closer to southern Zhengban also explains that due to app discounts, the store has been busier than usual, and they’re getting more orders than usual. But 1750 drinks comes out to 875kg in weight. There’s no way it only cost 76RMB.

Multiple workers at takeout delivery apps claim that this did not happen on Meituan.”

Comments say, “I just bought a lemonade yesterday for a little over 2RMB.”

“I used to have to think about ordering takeout, but I don’t feel bad about ordering out now at all.”

“Everywhere’s getting swamped in orders. The takeout war is getting hotter and hotter.”

“The 76RMB is the tip for the driver. Are people even reading?”

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“Does anyone else want to save this watermelon?

Am I the only one who feels this way?

Does anyone else want to rip that fence out and free the watermelon?

But even after we free it, would it stay in that crushed shape?

Can it recover? Probably not.

Cry a little. Laugh a little.”

Comments say, “You ignored the difficulties it had when it was still little, and now that it’s all grown up and can show its value, isn’t your guilt a little too late?” [A common copy pasta to criticize Chinese parents who don’t put any energy into raising their kids but expects those kids to take care of them once they start working.]

“Honestly, this looks great for a writing prompt.”

“Wow, look at that squeeze…am I the only one who thinks it’s sexy?”

“An unfortunate childhood traps you for the rest of your life…”

“This kind of watermelon is too busy fighting against the fence to make itself tasty.”

“This isn’t a watermelon. This is the life of all salarymen.”

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#Woman borrows 400K for ex-husband and is accused of flattering herself. “A young couple in Shanghai collectively bought a mansion worth ten million after marriage. They were unable to make the mortgage payments after marriage, so the wife borrowed 680K from her mother for house payments. Three years later, due to emotional conflicts, they were given a divorce by the courts. The house went to the husband, and he shall be responsible for paying the remaining mortgage on it. At the same time, he needed to pay the wife a cash amount for her part of the mansion. But after the divorce ruling, the man kept falling behind on house payments, so the woman borrowed another 400K from her mother to pay back her ex-husband’s debt. Afterwards, she sought repayment from him multiple times and was always refused. She sued him in court in anger, and in the hearing, the man argued that when she borrowed the money, the divorce proceedings hadn’t wrapped up yet and it is joint marital debts, but he never agreed to borrowing any money, and even if she did borrow money, it should be interest-free.

The court ruled that money borrowed during a marriage should be joint marital debts according to the law. After deducting personal debts, it should be split evenly. Any money borrowed after a divorce is not joint marital debts. In the end, Hongkou District People’s Court ruled that the man needed to repay the woman 735K and pay back part of the interest.”

Comments say, “Get your lovesick brain out of here.”

“You’ll have bad luck your whole life if you spend money on men.”

“Her parents are the biggest victims in all of this.”

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“”Every one is extremely poisonous, but they were frequently made into pickles in rural villages 30 years ago. Why have they all disappeared today?” Is it really that bad? I remember eating this sword bean multiple times as a kid and I never got poisoned. You can stir-fry it with chili peppers and meat. It was really yummy XD

Thirty years ago, in various villages, pickling sword beans became quite the trend. Almost every household had an urn of pickled sword beans. But after quite a while of being popular, sword beans have slowly faded from few and now you almost never see it anymore. Why?

According to experts, it’s because sword beans contain various poisons like plant hemocystatin, autocoid, and trypsin inhibitors. Among these, the autocoid is the strongest poison and poses a significant danger to the human body.”

Comments say, “You just have to cook it all the way through, and blanche it multiple times.”

“I eat it all the time from Hunan, freshly stir-fried, pickled, dried, nothing ever happened. Am I just lucky?”

“I liked it quite a lot as a kid, whether pickled or stir-fried, but it has been a few years since I’ve seen it.”

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More ER stories:

“Over a decade ago, on a rainy night, a man came in with a human head in his hand and asked us, “Can you save him?” The doctor was like, “You’ve seen people walking around without their arms or their legs. Have you ever seen anyone without their head?” It was scary and hilarious. We called the cops right away.”

“Oh my god, is this a true story or not? It’s so scary.

“It’s true, when we were sharing the scariest patient we ever had, an older nurse told me that story. The scariest patient I ever had was when I first started working, fourth day after the New Year, a car accident on the highway. No lights, the cops didn’t want to get too near, so I had to go up to the patient with a flashlight myself. He was laying face down on the road, and there was grey matter splattered all around him. I was prepared, but when I flipped him over, it still scared the shit out of me. Half of his head was gone. It was empty like a bowl. My hand didn’t stop shaking for the rest of the night.”

“I had a fever due to a virus before, tested 39.8C at home and went to the ER. My fever was so high I swear smoke was coming out of my ears, but I was still obediently standing in line. This man was sitting next to me, throwing up into a plastic bag. My brain was barely working at the time, and I thought he just had something bad to eat or something. But just as it was my turn, he got to cut in line. I was feeling awful, so I complained, “How come he gets to go first?” And he picked up his bag and turned to look at me and holy shit, he was throwing up blood. He was polite though, he kept throwing up blood while apologising to me. I was so scared, I felt awful about myself, like what an asshole wouldn’t let him cut in line. So I found a chair and just sat and looked at the ceiling. After a while, I could feel someone pulling me, but I was too exhausted to react. When I woke up, I was in the triage room. The nurse said my fever was so high my eyes were rolling back into my head, and I still still mumbling, “sorry, sorry, you go first.””

“I went to get a pregnancy checkup, and just as I finished up, two 15-16-year-old girls came up. I thought they were there for irregular periods or something, but after a bunch of hesitating, one of the girls was like, “Her period didn’t come. Is she pregnant? How do we find out if she’s pregnant?” And the doctor was like, “How long has it been missing? You got a boyfriend?” The other girl hesitated and was like, “About 20 day.” And the doctor was like, “You can use a pregnancy test to find out if you’re pregnant.” I didn’t even have time to remark to myself that she’s getting pregnant so young, when I got out into the waiting room, and holy crap, there was a whole row of boys there the same age. Maybe 7-8 of them. I thought they were just friends who came along, but then I heard them discussing, “It has to be yours, right? There’s no way it’s mine.””

“Around midnight in the ER, this middle-aged uncle came in holding onto his stomach, and calmly asked me which department he should go to if he fought a guy and took an injury to his stomach. I was like, “Show me how big the injury is so I can see if it needs to be cleaned.” And he lifted his hand and he was holding onto a coil of his own intestines.”

“When I interned in the ER, we got a drunk guy who suddenly shat himself in the ambulance and then tried to attack me and the nurse with his poop. Do you know how much despair I was in? There’s only so much room in an ambulance, and suddenly, poop attack! T_T”

“I’ve got a story! When I interned in the ER, around midnight, a guy came in demanding a rabies vaccine. I asked him where he got bit, and he said he got bit by a dog in his dream. I actually had to turn around to hide that I was laughing at him. I have no idea how my senior was able to hold back his laughter and tell the guy he doesn’t need a vaccine.”

“Let me put it this way, after years of working at the hospital, the story that’s stuck in my head is still the guy who cut off his own penis and cooked it. Who can top that?”

“When I was interning in the R, I met this 20-something-year-old couple who agreed to commit suicide together. And after the guy slit his throat, the girl couldn’t bring herself to slit her own, and she wanted to tell the guy, “Maybe not today,” and looked up to see blood splurting out of the guy’s neck, so she carried him over to us and wanted us to save him.”

“When I was interning in the ER, I met this couple that got brought in at 2:30AM by the cops. The guy had gotten stabbed in his arm. I thought they were in a brawl or something, but when the doctor asked him how it happened, he said he ate his girlfriend’s ice cream and she stabbed him. And while he’s inside getting patched up, his girlfriend was outside getting lectured by the cops all like this is not the first time you’ve had the cops called on you for relationships troubles like this, you’ve gotta learn how to control your emotions. All I gotta say is, “badass.””

“I used to intern in the ER, and just as I was nodding off, this woman came running in screaming for the doctors and nurses. I rush over, and her lower half is completely covered in blood. And she was wearing white pants so it looked extra scary. I immediately grabbed a wheelchair for her to sit in, and she said her hemorrhoid just burst so she can’t sit. When the doctor got there, he said she’d just had her surgery and asked her if she strained too hard pooping after she got home. She said yes and she still needs to poop. So as the doctor’s stitching up her ass, she kept pooping the whole time. The doctor told her to keep it in, and she said she’d been eating red dragonfruits. Scared all the sleep out of me. And I was only 17-years-old that year.”

“Goddammit, when I was getting a checkup at the hospital, I was in the middle of pooping when a baby cried inside the trash can right in front of me. My hands were shaking for days after that. (The follow up is that a minor had a kid in the hospital and was scared someone was going to find out so they tried to strangle the baby, but the baby got lucky and survived).”

“My cousin told me that when she interned at the hospital, there was also a minor who came in and had a kid in the bathroom and ran. Someone found the baby and called the cops and they dealt with it.”

“I’ve seen a dad try to kill his own son Final Destination style. The kid was 7-years-old. His dad was driving him to school. They were about to be late, so he ran a red light and got ran over by a big truck. The coroner was there already but they still decided to bring them in for some resuscitation. The kid was basically being kept alive by a machine. As soon as the money dries up, he’ll be gone. He signed some kind of organ donor thing, so someone came by to assess his condition, and the only thing useable was the cornea and liver, and the liver was pretty damaged. The dad died right away. His pupils were dilated. He didn’t need to be brought in at all. This was the third time this kid’s been in a car crash. He only got scrapes and broken bones in the last two. What bad luck to end up with a dad like this.”

“I ordered some takeout cornbread and it tasted so bad that I added some rat poison to it and figured I’d use it for my rat problem. Then I got hungry again, so I ate it and went to the hospital to get my stomach pumped.”

“When I was interning, a pair of psychos came in to get their blood drawn. The ER can only draw blood one person at a time. After getting her blood taken, the woman kept crying into the guy’s chest, and he was like, “It’s okay, I’ll beat up the doctor for you, you don’t have to cry.””

“I’ve worked in the ER for years. I’ve seen people put a glass saline bottle up their anus. I’ve seen a woman get checked in for her ob/gyn appointment which was made under a man’s name. The doctor asked why, and the guy said it’s because he’s the owner.”

“It’s a lot better these days. I remember back in 1997, I was on shift in the ER and often went over to the OR to gawk. At night, this patient came in covered in blood, and before we could even disinfect and sew the wounds shut, a whole gang came in and put a machete to the doctor’s throat and refused to let him save the patient, while other people kept hacking the patient more. T_T”

“3AM, middle of the night, a man came into the ER to ask if we can cure male-pattern baldness. That’s not the worst part. The worst part is when my teacher asked him, “Did you only get bald tonight?”

“My dad worked in the ER. He told me that one day, early morning hours, a woman ran into the ER with a swaddle and started screaming, “Help! Quickly!” My dad’s friend was on shift that day and thought there was a baby inside the swaddle and hurried over…and it was a duck. The doctor was totally speechless and still had to professionally tell the woman, “Go get a number with your ID first.” And the woman was like, “But my duck doesn’t have ID?””

“I’m in obstetrics, and a couple came in in the middle of the night and said that they’d had a fight and the woman had swallowed a whole handful of pills. The nurse and I start arranging rooms and drawing blood and getting documents signed and making sure we can rush her to the ER to get her stomach pumped. When we get to the ER, the woman absolutely refuses to agree to let her stomach be pumped. I thought she must’ve been too mad, so I am trying to calm her down and take her to the stomach pumping room with the doctor, and just as I was about to start, another ER doctor came in and was like, “You don’t have to do that.” Turns out, the woman’s family just took a picture of the packaging of the medicine she’d took, and it was a bunch of milk candy.” [For clarification, those milk candies look like this, because nothing bad has ever happened when you package candy like medicine.]