The sad Xiaobai subconsciously also had the urge to beat up the foreign doctor.

As an attending physician, he has poured so much ink in his stomach, so many patients have practiced his hands, and he is also famous, how can he not cure Mr. Meng's arm, 555~~

I saw Meng Junyao get up, respectfully bow to the medical team to express his gratitude, and apologize on behalf of Wu Hai.

The nurse hurriedly told him that Mr. Wu had instructed Mr. Meng to continue his rehabilitation treatment here, free of charge, and to stay as long as he wanted.

Wu Hai interjected next to him: "My brother is still talking about people." ”

Sometimes I can't tell whether Wu Hai is praising his brother or scolding his brother, but anyway, he is absolutely not allowed to be scolded by others.

After the others went out, Xiaobai and Wu Hai asked Meng Junyao what his plans were.

"I still have one arm and two legs, so I can do a lot of things," Meng Junyao said gently as always, "Brother Hai, please help me rent a house near the public hospital." ”

Wu Hai was so anxious that he slapped his thigh: "Hey, what house are you renting? What public hospital are you going to? Can the public hospital have good conditions here? The rehabilitation center of our Wu hospital is the best in the country, Brother Meng, you can live here in a down-to-earth manner!"

He shouted and looked at Xiaobai, meaning why don't you speak for me?

But I never expected Xiaobai to say, "No, I'd better rent a house for Mr. Meng." ”

Because, she understands the noble self-esteem of Meng Junyao's literati.

How can Mr. Meng live here in a down-to-earth manner? Not to mention the relationship between Wushan and himself. Carrying a heavy psychological burden, it is not good to affect recovery.

Meng Junyao felt very comforted when he heard it, it was Xiaobai who knew himself best.

Wu Hai blurted out: "No, no, Brother Meng, you don't have a daughter-in-law, I don't feel at ease if you live outside alone!"

Meng Junyao sighed in his heart, thinking that it was all over now, and secretly glanced at Xiaobai.

He was worried that Wu Hai would come with Xiaobai. Brother Hai has a straightforward temperament, and he rarely speaks through his brain, and he doesn't need to think too much about talking between brothers.

No, Wu Hai stabbed Lou Zi again, his expression at this moment was like a child who had done something wrong and was at a loss, and his eyes kept sneaking over the wall to find cracks in the ground.

Xiaobai's expression was surprisingly calm, she felt that the matter had come to this, it was better to talk about it, everyone was comfortable. Let Mr. Meng lie all the time, he must be awkward in his own heart.

"Wu Hai, thank you for coming, why don't you get busy first, and I'll accompany Teacher Meng for a while. ”

After Wu Hai was tactfully blasted out, Xiaobai said, "Actually, I already knew. ”

Meng Junyao asked nervously, "What do you know?"

"I know that you don't have a family, that sister-in-law doesn't exist at all," in order to avoid him feeling embarrassed, Xiaobai hurriedly added, "You said that for my good, I know, I was too ignorant at that time, but I understand it now." ”

Then, there was a frighteningly long silence.

thought that he kept the secret well, but it turned out that people already knew, but they didn't tell you, this really seemed a little dull, Meng Junyao hung his head in frustration: "I'm sorry Xiaobai, I lied to you." ”

Unexpectedly, Xiaobai replied crisply: "It's okay, I lied to you too!"

"Huh?"

Meng Junyao cast an inquiring look.

Xiaobai smiled: "When I saw the group photo, didn't I praise you for having husband and wife? Now I admit that I was talking nonsense at that time hahaha." Who is that girl, your friend or student or neighbor?"

Meng Junyao thought of Yiren, as if he was in a different world.

A woman who was forced to live in the dust under the weight of life, and I don't know what happened after the earthquake. After all, she had done herself such a big favor, and she also treated herself sincerely and tolerantly, so Meng Junyao was still willing to call her his friend.

Xiaobai also wanted to ask, did she know why you took a fake group photo, but then she still didn't ask, the reason was also that she was afraid of Teacher Meng's embarrassment.

Xiaobai: "Okay, we deceived each other and evened it out." In the future, none of us will mention unpleasant things, and we will be happy every day. ”

Meng Junyao stretched out his good hand and hooked her up for a hundred years, just like many years ago.

He knew that this was the step that Xiaobai had found for himself, and she was very caring.

And Xiaobai looked at this man who had reached middle age and became a man who had nothing again, and a man who made his heart ache: "Then you have to promise me that if you need help in the future, you must talk to me, don't be afraid to trouble me." Didn't I bother you less before?"

When she was young, Meng Junyao often visited the children in the welfare home, and especially doted on Xiaobai, who was very talented in art.

If she wants to eat sweet, she will buy chocolate, if she wants to learn the harmonica, she will buy an imported harmonica, if she wants to learn to paint, she will buy the best quality brushes, not to mention if she wants to eat fish, Meng Junyao personally went to fish for a big carp in advance, and took the opportunity of her to take art classes or harmonica lessons at her home, and made her the most delicious food in the world, and spoiled her as an orphan girl into a little princess that everyone envied.

The scenes of the past appear in front of me, as clear as if it was yesterday, this kind of love like a father and a brother undoubtedly held up a piece of the sky for the young and unfortunate Xiaobai at that time, and also gave her the courage to face the world of thin love.

At this moment, after listening to her words, Meng Junyao's Adam's apple moved slightly: "Okay, I promise you, I will trouble you often in the future." ”

Xiaobai is very happy, hoping that he will "trouble" himself a lot, and all she is thinking about now is how to help him return to normal life as soon as possible, sparing no manpower, no money, and no time.

She really found a one-bedroom apartment in Chaoyang next to a famous public hospital for Meng Junyao, the location is very good, there are supermarkets, banks, etc. within a few steps, and there are uncles and uncles downstairs who gather to play chess.

She also helped him connect with the rehabilitation training room of the public hospital, and the price of the public hospital is indeed much fairer.

Not to mention mobile phones and daily necessities, the most noteworthy thing is that Xiaobai also thoughtfully helped him purchase a full set of tools for painting, as well as a harmonica, which are all brands he is used to.

Because Mr. Meng, who takes art as his life, must not miss these, otherwise he will not be Meng Junyao.

Before leaving the private hospital, Meng Junyao thanked the medical staff who had served him for two months with a 90-degree deep bow.

The nurses were reluctant to let him go, because the patient was optimistic, funny, respectful of them, and loved to tell jokes. When he is discharged from the hospital, there will be a lot less fun here.

However, no health care worker wants a patient to stay in the hospital forever.

Before Meng Junyao was discharged from the hospital, he insisted on swiping his card to pay for surgery and hospitalization, but the toll office did not dare to collect it. Only because Wushan ordered it, all fees in the 1910 ward were free.

But Meng Junyao insisted on not accepting the free treatment, and the toll office had to give him half the price, but he didn't tell him.

After hearing about this, Wushan was silent for a long time, and said to himself: "Why are you so stubborn? ”

Meng Junyao was originally a smoker, because smoking is prohibited in the hospital, he has not touched a cigarette in the past 2 months, and his self-control in this regard is very strong.

After paying a year's rent, Meng Junyao still had savings on his card, but he decided to try to find a job anyway, and it didn't matter if his income was low, it would be better than sitting on a mountain and eating nothing. Men cannot afford not to be self-sufficient.

But before he could start looking for a job, he had to wait for a replacement identity card to arrive.

As a result, the waiting time was rushed to rehabilitation, although there was extremely little hope of recovery.

Meng Junyao was originally a free and casual person, he could do whatever he wanted, put the bowl for a few days and then brush it for a few days, and then wash the stinky socks for a few weeks if he wanted to, anyway, no one would discipline him all year round.

Only for the creation of art and music, he strives for perfection to the point of strictness.

Now, he applies this rigor to rehabilitation training, and if he doesn't do a good job, he repeats it 10 times and 100 times until he meets the requirements. The motivation for this is that I don't want to be a waste.

For an artist with a strong sense of self-esteem like Meng Junyao, if he can't support himself, if he can't paint anymore, he basically loses the meaning of life.

So, when he came home in the evening, he took the time to practice drawing with his left hand.

Two months ago, when I first started practicing at Wu's Hospital, I couldn't even draw a decent circle with my left hand, but after unremitting efforts, I can now sign with my left hand.

There are many inconveniences with one hand, such as it is difficult to tie a zipper, it is difficult to peel an apple, it is also very laborious to cook, and you can't use a kitchen knife to cut a vegetable and cut a meat, and you can't press it while cutting. Therefore, Meng Jun often buys instant noodles to eat.

Sometimes, he also tries to steam fish at home, and even though the fish is packed up in the supermarket, it still needs to be rinsed, marinated with condiments, and put in a pot.

But the skin of the fish was so slippery that one hand could not catch it, and his fingers were often punctured, and it took him a lot of effort to accomplish it.

As a result, when it came out of the pot, because it was difficult to hold with one hand, the whole plate was once buckled on the ground.

That time, Meng Junyao cleaned up the mess for a long time, then took out the cigarette he bought from Xiaobai, sat at the window and smoked without saying a word.

Is it true that he has become a wasted person?

One day, it was raining lightly, and Xiaobai ran to Mr. Meng again, and saw him walking home from the supermarket with a big bag of things in one hand not far away.

Because the right arm is unconscious, it can't swing naturally like a normal person to maintain the balance of the body, so it looks extremely difficult, even in the middle of summer, the figure looks like a kind of late autumn depression, and he can't free up his hand to play the umbrella, so he can only drench.

Probably because there were sharp corners of the goods in the bag that was lifted, and suddenly the plastic bag was broken, and the contents were scattered all over the ground, attracting the attention of countless passers-by.

With no spare pockets on his body and only one hand available, Meng Junyao in the rain didn't think about what to do for a while, and looked a little at a loss.

Bags of instant noodles were scattered on the floor, as well as vegetables, fruits, a small bag of rice and an umbrella. Probably the tip of the end of the umbrella bone punctured the plastic bag.

Facing Meng Junyao's helpless appearance, Xiaobai, who was watching not far away, felt that the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time had finally found an outlet for catharsis: "Teacher Meng!"

She rushed to him desperately, hugged his waist with both hands, put her head on his shoulder, and cried bitterly without saying a word, regardless of whether she cried ugly or not, regardless of what others pointed her to......