Even without illness, being plagued by ailments every day would make life eternally painful and worrisome, and you wouldn't even feel like spending money.
Take loneliness, for example—humans are creatures that need company. Suppose someone is isolated on a spaceship, not lacking food or entertainment, yet completely alone with no chance to meet another. Many might choose to end their lives rather than endure endless solitude.
Without companions, what's the point of living a remarkable life?
Who are you living for?
People who fear poverty more probably have health and companions, but they don't appreciate it and think money is more valuable than health and loneliness.
Reflecting on these thoughts, I returned to the dormitory and found that Zeng Kaiping was back with another large box of Hua Long 108 under the bed.
Noticing the previous half box had suddenly disappeared with a pile of loose change on the desk, it was evident that the others had taken and eaten them.
