Cao Zhengxuan insisted on driving his own car, but Qi Yihong disagreed, so he had to take Qi Yihong's special car.

Qi Yihong's special car is a Mercedes-Benz SUV with a high configuration of more than 500,000 yuan, compact and more comfortable than Cao Zhengxuan's Audi A5. The driver looked to be in his fifties, the top of his head was bare, and not a single hair was missing.

This car and this bald driver are all too familiar to the teachers and students of Yangjiang No. 1 Middle School.

This kind of treatment is not even enjoyed by Meng Siyan, the daughter of the county party secretary. Although Meng Siyan basically has someone to pick up, the vehicles for the pick-up and drop-off are only 1780,000, compared with these two Mercedes-Benz, the comfort is far behind.

Qi Yihong asked Cao Zhengxuan to sit in the front seat, but Cao Zhengxuan opened the middle door and sat in the back seat, and Qi Yihong sat in.

"Drive, uncle. Qi Yihong gave an order.

"Howler. "The bald uncle started the engine and the car started.

"Your style is bigger than the style of the county party secretary. Cao Zhengxuan said.

"Blessed be my father. There is no way to have such a father. Qi Yihong said lightly.

The car drove fast and went in the direction of the old area of Yangjiang.

"It's the so-called rich second generation. Cao Zhengxuan suddenly thought of Zhong Wuqiu. Zhong Wuqiu made a lot of trouble at home for a thousand yuan, and finally climbed to the top floor of the teaching building and jumped.

If it weren't for him Cao Zhengxuan arriving in time, Zhong Wuqiu would definitely have gone to another world, at least he would have been disabled.

Qi Yihong's summary is very classic, and for Zhong Wuqiu, there is no way to have a father and mother like him. And the last thing people can do is to choose mom and dad.

That's the difference between people. Shi Tiesheng said that there are always differences between people, but some people are at the strong end of the difference, and some people are at the weak end of the difference.

Born that way.

Indeed, born this way!

When a person is at the weak end of the difference, his efforts are to stay as far away from the weak end as possible and go to the strong end, while a person who is at the strong end of the difference is to try not to slide to the weak end as much as possible, and always stay at the strong end, or to the stronger strong end.

Therefore, like Zhong Wuqiu's lifelong efforts, may not be as good as Qi Yihong's birth.

"Alas, alas," Qi Yihong's small palm shook in front of Cao Zhengxuan, "What are you thinking?

"Oh, I suddenly remembered something. Where is this?" Cao Zhengxuan looked out, "Middle Yangjiang Road, Qi Yihong, can you tell me what you are doing now." If I can't save people, I'll tell you I'm a teacher, not a doctor. You're definitely looking for the wrong person. ”

"Teacher, you are unnecessary. Again, since you got in my car, then face it positively. Qi Yihong spoke like a little adult.

The driver turned left into a small alleyway. The alleyway is exactly the width of one lane, and drivers drive cautiously because of the occasional person riding an electric car in and out. With a foot of the brake, the car stopped in front of a bungalow.

"Teacher Cao, it's here. Qi Yihong pushed the car door and went down to the ground.

Cao Zhengxuan followed down to the ground and looked around. On both sides of the alleyway, there are almost two to three storey buildings, except for a bungalow in front of it.

"What kind of alley is this?" Cao Zhengxuan asked.

"Daijia Lane. The patient I let you see is in this bungalow. I'll take you in. Qi Yihong explained a few words to the driver, and then took Cao Zhengxuan's hand and walked to the courtyard of the bungalow.

The two wooden doors of the bungalow were closed, one window was lit and the other was pitch black. The sound of a television came from the room where the lights were on.

After entering the courtyard, Qi Yihong let go of Cao Zhengxuan's hand, walked to the window with the light on, and shouted, "Is there anyone inside?

"Who is it?" said an old voice.

"I'm bringing a doctor to see your son!"

"Oh, yes, I'll come, I'll come!" the voice changed from slow to eager.

With a response, Qi Yihong returned to Cao Zhengxuan's side. "Teacher Cao, you won't be very nervous, will you?"

"Can I not be nervous? By the way, what kind of disease does this person have?"

"It's already at the patient's house, so there's no need to ask," Qi Yihong said, "Can you go and find out everything?"

"Qi Yihong, I'm not joking with you. Cao Zhengxuan was anxious.

"Teacher Cao Zhengxuan, I'm not joking with you. Qi Yihong said with a glance.

The two of them were so stunned that the lamp in front of the bungalow was turned on, and after a while, two wooden doors opened from the inside, and a middle-aged man in his fifties appeared in front of the two of them.

"It's Uncle Fu," Qi Yihong greeted him, "I'm the daughter of your son's boss, and I brought him a doctor." This is Dr. Cao, whom I hired. ”

"Doctor Cao?" the middle-aged man in his fifties looked up and down at Cao Zhengxuan, "Why didn't you bring anything?

"Uncle, don't worry, Dr. Cao is very good at your son's illness. No medicine or injections. ”

Cao Zhengxuan kept pulling Qi Yihong's sleeves, anxious in his heart. Qi Yihong, this is a pure heart, and he wants to make a big mess. A student can't do that! Isn't it just a favor?

"Really?" the middle-aged man in his fifties was still skeptical, "my son somehow did it, and suddenly he seemed to have hypochondriasis, and his whole body was soft, and he had no strength at all, and he had to lie in bed all day long, and he died of urgency." ”

"You don't have to say that. Take us to your son's room. ”

"This way. The middle-aged man in his fifties led the way and led the two into the big room with the dark window.

In Yangjiang, the old-fashioned bungalows are basically this structure, the first half of the two large rooms, the middle is the front of the hall, and the second half is called the back room, the whole ground is one, one end is used to build a pot cook, and the other end is used to place various farm tools.

"Son. The middle-aged man pushed open the wooden door, pulled the cable switch, and the yellow incandescent light in the room turned on.

"Dad, what are you doing?" said a man's voice from the mosquito net of a wooden bed in the room.

"Hurry up. Your boss's daughter has called you a doctor. Fast. ”

"They all said that I was not sick, and no doctor could see me. ”

Cao Zhengxuan became more and more suspicious, because the voice of the man lying on the bed sounding more familiar.

"You still want to stay in bed for the rest of your life? I can't support you for the rest of your life. The middle-aged man lifted the article and hung the mosquito net on the hook.

At this time, the man lying on the bed turned his head sideways, and Cao Zhengxuan happened to look in.

"Is that you?"

"Is that you?"

Cao Zhengxuan said at the same time as the man.

"Why? you know?" the middle-aged man wondered.