So, are all these arrangements made by the master
Because I borrowed the identity of Yue Mingzhu, I was about to replace Yue Mingzhu, but all grievances, gratitude, grievances and revenge.
Because his father was in an accident for Yue Mingzhu's father, the master would accept him as a disciple.
But now, it is to repay Yue Mingzhu himself, so have all this been arranged
The master will come back.
It's just that the one who returned will not be Yue Mingzhu, but a person with another name and another identity.
However, no matter what, that is the master, the same investigator as him.
Therefore, what he has to do now is to finish the tasks arranged by the master.
Without Yue Mingzhu, there would be no master to accept him as a disciple.
In a sense, it was Yue Mingzhu who made him perfect.
Zhou Yang ate the last sip of ice cream in his mouth, took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands, then walked down the sidewalk, crossing the stream of people without any stagnation like a stream, and walked to the side of Yue Mingzhu.
Yue Mingzhu is still coughing.
Her father was standing beside her, rubbing his hands anxiously, looking at the painful daughter, with no choice.
"Coughing so badly, you have to go to the doctor as soon as possible."
Zhou Yang said warmly, reaching out his hand and patted Yue Mingzhu on the back.
"Can't shoot..." Yue Mingzhu's father yelled in a hurry. According to his past experience, Yue Mingzhu's cough got worse and worse. She could only wait for her to cough and lose strength to relieve herself.
But before he finished shouting, he found that his daughter's cough miraculously stopped.
Yue Mingzhu panted heavily, carefully wiped off the saliva from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and gave Zhou Yang a timid look.
The moment she was photographed on her back, she felt a warm water-like heat flow into her body, which immediately suppressed the discomfort between the chest and lungs. The cough that would normally last for half an hour stopped there.
"This, this, Mingzhu, how do you feel?" Yue Mingzhu's father hurriedly asked, and took out a large thermos from his pocket, wanting to drink some water for his daughter.
"After a severe cough, don't drink water first." Zhou Yang said warmly to stop him. He is not a doctor and knows nothing about the symptoms. He just suppressed Yue Mingzhu's cough is also a magic technique used to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. "Slowly drink again. Coughing so badly. , It’s better to see a doctor soon. This man is sick and can’t be procrastinated.
Yue Mingzhu’s father looked at Zhou Yang’s young face, and only felt bitterness spreading from his chest, “I’ve seen it and ran to many hospitals, but I can’t determine what the cause of the accident is. This is a problem from the womb. I just cough, keep coughing, no medicine will work well, any injections are useless, I, I'm really useless."
The rough middle-aged man beat his head in pain, tearing down.
Forbearance of despair broke out in an instant.
He squatted on the ground, buried his head in his arms, and pressed the cry of crying in his arms, maintaining his last trace of dignity.
Yue Mingzhu also squatted down, hugged his father’s arm, and comforted: "Dad, I'm fine. I just cough, and itchy throat will cough. If you don't cough, you won't be able to cough. Dad, I'm really fine... "
"Coughing is the human body’s rejection of self-protection, but it’s not necessarily due to an itchy throat, so I should see it. I happen to know someone who knows some doctors with good medical skills. Why don’t you see her? "Zhou Yang said, and took out a business card from his pocket, "Just call this number. My name is Zhou Yang. Tell her that I introduced you to her."
"I, we..." Yue Mingzhu's father raised his head and looked at the business card in Zhou Yang's hand. He wanted to take it but didn't dare to take it, but he couldn't say it. Poverty is not the original sin, but after all, he can't say it.
"No, I don't need it anymore." Yue Mingzhu opened her mouth to reject the hope of treating herself for her father. "You look not much older than me. You can know some amazing doctors. Our big hospitals in Beijing have run a lot. Thank you very much, but we don’t have to."
"The turning point of life will always come inadvertently. Some people can grasp it because they are brave and dare to face this seemingly impossible turning point, rather than flinching and avoiding. Student Yue Mingzhu, why not try Try it, maybe there will be surprises."
Zhou Yang slowly stuffed the business card into Yue Mingzhu's hand, turned and walked towards the sidewalk.
Yue Mingzhu looked at the business card in her hand and was a little surprised. She obviously didn't want to stretch out her hand, but when the other party handed the business card over, she involuntarily stretched out her hand, as if she hadn't listened to her command.
She wanted to stop Zhou Yang and return her business card. Her father had already devoted herself to treating her. Even if the doctor could treat her, they would not be able to pay for the treatment. She didn't want to stay, she didn't want to hear this hope of treatment, she didn't want to torture her father with this hope.
But when she was about to speak, she found that Zhou Yang, who was obviously walking very slowly, had already walked onto the sidewalk, and disappeared without a trace in front of her the next moment.
No one noticed this mysterious scene on the street where people came and went!
Only she saw it!
In other words, it was deliberately shown to her.
Yue Mingzhu stayed for a while, and subconsciously squeezed the business card in her hand.
But she didn't dare to tell her father, she just slipped into her pocket quietly, then squatted down, using her barren language to continue to comfort the painful father feebly.
Of course this comfort is of no use.
In the end, what made my father struggle from the pain of collapse was the ringtone of the working day in the factory.
No matter how painful life is, we must keep going.
You can’t be late for work. Foreigners’ factories don’t have a human touch, so you will definitely be deducted if you are late.
Seeing his father rushing into the factory gate with tears in his eyes, Yue Mingzhu was dazed in the street for a long time before slowly taking out the business card.
A white card with a string of foreign letters and a telephone number handwritten on it.
I don't know what material the card is made of. It is cool and slippery when held in the hand, and it is indescribably comfortable.
Yue Mingzhu hesitated for a while before she found a store with a public phone and prepared to make a call. However, after the store owner saw the number, he reminded her, "This is not a domestic number. If you want to make a call, It's international long distance, and it costs more than ten dollars a minute!"
Yue Mingzhu hesitated again.
More than ten yuan is not a small sum for her family.
She put down the phone, turned around to leave, but suddenly remembered what Zhou Yang said before leaving.
People can seize the opportunity to face it bravely, not to shrink and avoid!
She hesitated for a long time, then touched her pocket again. There was twenty yuan in it, and it was her father who left her with the money to buy vegetables.
Just hit it.
She said to herself, as long as it gets through, just say a few words, it won't take a minute. (End of this chapter)