Recently, this alien guest is "fascinated" by all forms of egg fried rice.
It was almost afternoon when the two of us walked to the First Hospital of T City.
Half of the city's first hospital this year belongs to Zhang Xingxing's name, and the remaining half will become his prey in the second half of the year.
The medical industry is indeed a profitable business, but I personally think that I don’t have the nerves to face everyone’s birth, aging, sickness, and death because the vast majority of people face excessive or even extremely high medical profits. , I can’t imagine the tragic scene of a child’s mother kneeling in front of me begging the actual person in charge of this hospital to save her son’s life.
The new inpatient department was completed at the end of last year. I took the elevator to the thirteenth floor. I walked out of the door and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window on the side. It was here at the beginning. The girl moved the early morning offensive that I remember.
"What are you thinking about."
"A future person who belongs to the past in my heart, let's go." I sighed, and then took a long time to move towards Father Mo who lived in Ward 1309. I still remember No. 1307. This is where Yang Yang and Mo Yu once lived. Room, and now standing at the door of Ward No. 1039, I pulled the collar, and when I was about to knock on the door, a sound from the door forced my hand to be less than two centimeters away from the door. .
"I'm really afraid that there are fewer and fewer people above who can help us speak." This was Mo Ye's voice.
"We are all old, no one can sit in those positions for a lifetime." This is Zhang Mengping's voice, how could he be here.
"But you said that the kid worked so hard, but our elder brothers couldn't help him. He is the only seedling of Qin Shisan! His elder brother saved our lives."
"Back then, we all owed Qin Shisan a wish. For this reason, I asked Shirakawa to take the child. Don’t ask. Don’t worry. As long as we veterans have a breath, we will definitely take care of that. child."
"With your words, I feel at ease with that child. I really want to watch him grow up like I used to watch his father."
"Unexpectedly when you also feel sentimental."
"Cough, cough, old, I'm no longer the same Wei Duomo asked. Wei Xuan no longer taught the army recruits to fight punches. Chuanzi is no longer the famous food stamp Shirakawa. He also gave birth to Conghe on the ninth day. The thought of retreating from the position of the troublemaker, Lao Zheng also just retired last year, but you are still the great Zhang Mengping in our eyes."
"You old folks remember the bad things you know, don't keep telling them."
"By the way, when will Zhao Taichang come?"
"I asked him to come today. He doesn't deal with Duan Muge, but apart from our brothers, who knows that his true identity is actually an underground party member."
"Zhao Taichang is also a good one. The country doesn't say anything about it, nor does he say it. With the title of former KMT major, at the time of the "turmoil", if it wasn't for you and Wei Xuan and Chuanzi to protect him, he I really have to die in the hands of those prodigal sons. Now I feel that the country owes him a reputation."
"The people who did their business did not owe or owe them. The work with their heads on the waistband is not something ordinary people can do. Zhao Taichang doesn't care about those false names. He only knows what he should do and what he has done right."
"You still like to help others to put your heart on it."
"Don't talk nonsense."
"Who are you!? Why are you standing at the door of Grandpa Mo's ward and eavesdropping?!"
Suddenly, a voice dragged my mind back from the other side of the door.
"Who are you." Long looked at the girl in front of him, and her target stared at her politely.
"Who are you." I didn't care about the two girls, just looked at the old man who was following the girl in a straight military uniform.
Zhao Taichang, a thunderous name, is really different at first sight today.
"Your kid is Qin Shisan's grandson, right?"
"Well, come to see Grandpa Mo today." I looked at the old man in front of me strangely, how he knew me.
From the door of the ward that opened the door, Zhang Mengping leaned out half of his body and looked at us.
"Stop squatting outside, just come in."
When I entered the room, I looked at Lord Mo, who was sitting on a bone-shaped pin. It was not the first time I knew the impermanence of life and death. It was just that when I saw Lord Mo last time, his old man was still a bit rich.
"Come on, sit down."
Seeing me, Mr. Mo narrowed his eyes.
"Well, Grandpa Mo."
I honestly sat in front of the old man, and he sat next to me.
"Whose child is this?" Looking at the long history, Mo Ye asked with a smile.
"I am Zhuge Long, and Zhuge Weixuan is my second uncle." Facing the question of Lord Mo, Long said politely.
"ranking?"
"Grandson ninth."
"Haha, Xiaojiu from the Wen family, now there is a Xiaojiu in Zhuge's family, Xiaosan, you really have a fate with the nine characters."
For the praise of the old man, I can only smile with a wry smile. Fate now seems to be something that can't be met.
"Grandpa Mo, you know him." The girl Zhao Wenzhuo asked curiously.
"Yes, his name is Lu Renyi, and your favorite author, passer-by, is him."
"Grandpa Mo, are you kidding me." Looking at me, Zhao Wenzhuo snorted in disbelief.
"It should be, it should not be, no matter how fabricated it is just a fake." Long retorted for me.
I don't care about the two girls' bright spears and dark arrows. All I care about are those things Mo Ye said and the reason why he called me today.
"Recently I heard that you have made a lot of money."
"Duan Mudong said it."
"Yes, Lord Mo is getting old, some of our brothers think we should tell you."
"what's up."
"Your grandfather died in Topyeong, and most of the old and new comrades in our regiment who died there were all there."
"Ok."
"Before the battle started, our brothers all said that if anyone dies, the survivors must always take care of the offspring of the deceased."
"You continue."
"Your grandfather was hit by a machine gun that "fired" at me because he pushed me to a safe crater. He died in my arms. From then on, I owe you the Qin family a life." Suddenly, Zhao Taichang, who had not spoken, said so.
"Ah, nothing, I think Grandpa just did what he was supposed to do."
I scratched my head. Since Grandpa did this, he should have his reasons. The term comrade-in-arms is an object that can be used to support life at any time in my memory.
"I’ve seen this, so I’m relieved, kid, do it hard." Mo Ye said that there was another cough, “Mo Ye has nothing to give you. There is a small object here. I heard that the things that my wife got from her family’s heirlooms, but I don’t see anything famous, so I will pass it on to you today."
A small black iron ring shaped like a bracelet was handed to me, looking at it and the box containing it, I didn't know how to answer for a while.