Two years have passed since the Xin'an earthquake, Zhang Kun sits on the bus, looking out the window at the scene of flying by, and occasionally sees some ruins left behind by the disaster, but more often than not, there are neat buildings, lively construction sites, boiling markets, and the flow of people coming and going.

Xin'an is not rebuilt on the original site after the disaster, but the capital is relocated to a new metropolis not far from the original city.

The new Xin'an, everything is planned from scratch, so compared with the old Xin'an, the construction of the new Xin'an is more reasonable and scientific.

Zhang Kun sat on the bus and looked at everything, scenery, things, and people flying by outside the window.

The disaster two years ago was sad, but this could not destroy people's yearning for life, in the sweat, people's faces were still full of smiles, Zhang Kun saw the hope for a better future.

May everyone live better and better! Zhang Kun silently blessed.

The bus slowly slows down after turning an intersection and enters the station.

Zhang Kun walked down the bus to the exit of the station, where there were many motorcycles and three-wheeled vehicles parked outside the station, which seemed to be used to solicit customers.

Zhang Kun looked left and right for a while, and then walked to a three-wheeled motorcycle: "Master, how much does it cost to go to Longmen Bridge?"

"Eighty!" The motorcycle master, a middle-aged man in his forties, glanced at Zhang Kun and said with a smile.

Eighty is a bit expensive.

Zhang Kun muttered in his heart, but he didn't think much about it, he was about to nod, but at this time, Zhang Yuande next to him glared: "Eighty? The last time I sat down, I was only forty, Doctor Zhang, don't listen to him, he catches you wantonly and bullies foreigners." ”

Hearing Zhang Yuande's words, Zhang Kun's face was stunned.

Forty?

That's nearly twice as much.

Although Zhang Kun is not short of money now, Zhang Kun, who is used to living a poor life, still knows the truth of saving if he can.

"Eighty is too expensive, can you go to forty?" Zhang Kun said directly.

The motorcycle master shook his head directly and signaled no: "At least seventy." ”

If Zhang Yuande hadn't said that, Zhang Kun would definitely have no opinion, and ten yuan less is ten.

But Zhang Yuande said that he only sat at forty before, why did he Zhang Kun sit at seventy?

Zhang Kun thought for a while and said, "Fifty, fifty lines will go." ”

The motorcyclist smiled and shook his head.

Zhang Kun didn't insist, turned around and walked towards the tricycle next to him.

"Master, how much does it cost to go to Longmen Bridge?"

"Seventy minimum. ”

"Fifty lines can't be done?"

Shake one’s head.

Next.

"Master, go to Longmen Bridge, can you go to fifty lines?"

The motorcyclist smiled.

He couldn't even ask the three families, Zhang Kunqiang's temper also came up, he didn't believe it, and no one was willing to go to Longmen Bridge at fifty.

Seventy, hey, he's not really going to sit down.

But just as Zhang Kun was about to ask the fourth motorcycle, suddenly there was a sound of an engine behind him, and then a motorcycle drove slowly behind Zhang Kun.

"Little brother. The master driving the motorcycle stopped Zhang Kun, and then looked hesitant.

Zhang Kun was stunned for a moment, looked at the motorcycle master in front of him, and raised his eyebrows, he was the first motorcycle rental he asked after leaving the station.

"Master, fifty yuan for a trip?" Zhang Kun said with a wink, secretly smug in his heart. Let's just say, Zhang Yuande can sit for forty yuan, and he Zhang Kun can't find a car to go with ten yuan?

However, after hearing Zhang Kun's words, the motorcycle master was busy shaking his head: "No, I didn't mean that, I mean, no, I want to ask, little brother, is your surname Zhang?"

The motorcycle master said hesitantly, but Zhang Kun was suddenly stunned.

He looked the motorcycle master up and down and hesitated for a moment: "You, do you know me?"

Hearing Zhang Kun's admission, the motorcycle master's eyes seemed to light up, and his face showed a look full of surprise: "You, you are really Dr. Zhang?"

Zhang Kun was stunned, thought for a while, and said, "My surname is indeed Zhang, and I am a doctor, but ...... are you?"

But I saw the motorcycle master clapping his hands suddenly, and said with a look of annoyance: "I'll just say, I felt familiar when I saw Dr. Zhang at first sight, but I didn't think about it for a while, I just saw Dr. Zhang's back, and I vaguely remembered it, but I didn't dare to be sure for a while." ”

As he spoke, the motorcycle master hurriedly got down from the driver's seat of the motorcycle, stood on the ground with one foot, and grabbed Zhang Kun's hand with both hands: "Doctor Zhang, do you remember me, Qi Zhongjie, you also saved my life." ”

Zhang Kun was stunned, Qi Zhongjie? It seems that he is not impressed.

However, at this time, Zhang Kun found that the motorcycle master in front of him was actually a disabled person, standing on the ground with one foot on his left leg, and on the big trouser leg of his right foot, he was tied up in a knot and hung in the air.

Looking at Zhang Kun's dazed look, Qi Zhongjie slapped his right thigh violently: "Doctor Zhang, don't you remember? ”

Zhang Kun's face changed suddenly, and he cut ...... Cut off? When did he cut someone? Or did he cut off a man's right leg?

But soon, Zhang Kun turned a corner abruptly and looked at Qi Zhongjie with a little hesitation: "I operated on you?"

Seeing that Zhang Kun was still hesitant, Qi Zhongjie bared his teeth: "Doctor Zhang, two years ago, did you come to Xin'an for disaster relief?"

Zhang Kun nodded.

"Look, isn't this it, two years ago in the earthquake, my home was collapsed, my right leg was hit by the beam, the entire right thigh was comminuted and fractured, and it was you who rescued me, and you cut my thigh with your own hands. Dr. Zhang, you are my lifesaver. ”

The more Qi Zhongjie spoke, the more excited he became, grabbing Zhang Kun's hand and shaking it constantly.

Zhang Kun smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to answer.

However, Qi Zhongjie held Zhang Kun's hand and kept shaking, coupled with Qi Zhongjie's excited speech, he inadvertently became a little louder, so it attracted some onlookers for a while.

At this time, a rental tricycle drove over, and the motorcyclist got out of the car and shouted excitedly: "Where is Dr. Zhang, where is Dr. Zhang?"

As he spoke, he squeezed through the crowd and rushed in.

When he saw Zhang Kun, who was being held by Qi Zhongjie, his eyes lit up: "Doctor Zhang?"

Zhang Kun looked over, only to see the person who came with a cane in his left hand, his left calf was amputated, and he walked towards him briskly, standing in front of Zhang Kun, and said with a grateful face: "You are Doctor Zhang, hello Hello, my name is Cui Yang, and I was rescued by you." ”

Seeing that the person who came was excited and stretched out his hands, Zhang Kun hurriedly stretched out his free hand and shook it with the other party, but he didn't know what to say in his mouth, and he looked embarrassed.

At this time, an old man's excited voice came from outside the crowd, and the voice arrived first before the person arrived.

"Which one is Dr. Zhang?"