"Zirong, can this ointment really be sold for two thousand yuan a bottle?" Qiu Dahai didn't quite believe that this ointment could be sold for such a high price.

"Yes!"

On a summer night, the cool wind blew over the young faces of the two, and immediately made them feel refreshed and comfortable.

But at this moment, an old beggar, ragged and stinking in his body, staggered and limped with one hand on the dervishes.

The night breeze was gentle, and the wind was gentle, but the old beggar was shivering in the wind.

The appearance of the old beggar quickly attracted Ye Zirong's attention, and after a careful observation, Ye Zirong found that there were blood stains dripping all the way behind the beggar, and there were several torn cuts on his legs, leaking dark red flesh and blood, which looked creepy.

"Young man, can your medicine cure the wound on my leg?" The old beggar walked up to Ye Zirong, bent his waist, staring at the medicine bottle on the ground with a pair of cloudy eyes, his voice was hoarse and low, his dry hand reached into the unkempt hair and fished it out, and then pointed to the bottle of medicine, as if he had met a savior.

"It can't be cured, old man, our ointment is specially sold for women, and you have to go to the hospital for the injury on your leg. As soon as he smelled the stench on the beggar's body, Qiu Dahai felt dizzy in his head, and he hurriedly waved his hand at the old beggar, signaling the bad old man to leave here quickly. Besides, two thousand yuan a bottle of ointment is not something that this person can afford to eat, assuming he can afford it, and his body is so dirty, who is willing to apply medicine to him?

"The hospital wouldn't take me in, saying I didn't have any money and that I was dirty, so I thought I'd go to a roadside stall and have a look. The old beggar's tears welled up at once, and they dripped from his cheeks to the ground, and he wiped away a handful of tears, and said, "It hurts so badly that I have no choice but to find some medicine to stop it." ”

"Old man, our ointment can't stop the pain, why don't you go somewhere else?"

Qiu Dahai covered his nose with one hand, took out ten yuan from his pocket with the other hand and still put it in the beggar's dervishes, shrunk and said: "Old man, this is the money for you, you go to other places to get it, and if you have enough money, let's go to the hospital to see, I really can't cure it." ”

"Oops...... Are you still human?" Zuo Qiuyue, who had already reached the intersection, saw this scene, and hurriedly ran back, scolding at Qiu Dahai.

"Hey, girl, how do you talk?" The first time he came out to set up a stall to make money, he was pointed at his nose and scolded, of course he felt uncomfortable, Qiu Dahai glanced at Zuo Qiuyue, and replied angrily.

"I said you're not human!" Zuo Qiuyue's hot girl's style was suddenly exposed, his hand trembling and pointing at Qiu Dahai's face, eager to slap him in the mouth.

But this is a beauty, if it is a crooked melon and cracked date, Qiu Dahai may go up with a fist, "Sister, don't be angry, why do you have something to say." ”

Zuo Qiuyue crossed her hands on her waist, and her anger still didn't subside, "You student, you have a problem with your ideology and morality, don't you see that this old uncle is in pain? Give him a bottle of ointment and you will die?"

"The ointment is very expensive, it costs 2,000 yuan a bottle. Qiu Dahai emphasized.

When the old beggar heard this, he shook his head again and again, kept wiping his tears, turned around and was about to leave, and muttered: "The sum of the money I begged for is less than two hundred yuan, and two thousand yuan is too expensive for me, and it is still incurable." ”

"I'm bah!" Zuo Qiuyue spat at Qiu Hai's feet.

"Old uncle, don't leave yet, I'll help you out of this money. ”

"Two thousand yuan, right, come, here you go!" Zuo Qiuyue took out a red wallet from his shoulder bag, took out a dozen banknotes from the wallet, threw them on the stall fiercely, and said, "Hurry up and give the old uncle a bottle of ointment, and also, apply medicine to him." ”

"This?" Qiu Dahai was stunned for a moment, looking at Zuo Qiuyue with dead eyes, his heart was quite uncomfortable, what he didn't expect was that this beautiful woman actually had a chivalrous side.

Ye Zirong finally couldn't hold it back, he picked up the money from the stall, stuffed it back into Zuo Qiuyue's hand, and didn't give her any chance to bargain. Although this Zuo Qiuyue has an unforgiving mouth, her heart is made of tofu, and her essence is very kind, so she can still be friends.

"Old uncle, what's the matter with the injury on your leg?" Ye Zirong took the old beggar's hand and asked in a very kind tone.

The old beggar cried and said: "A few days ago, I was too hungry, so I went to the door of the restaurant to stutter, and the host threw me a steamed bun, but when I went to pick up the steamed buns, I didn't know that a wolf dog rushed from there, bit my leg and didn't let go, dragged it for a long time, and then it was beaten away by people passing by." ”

When Ye Zirong heard this, he frowned, and the dog was injured.

He quickly picked up the bottle of ointment from the stall, unscrewed the lid, and wiped it on the wound on the old beggar's leg.

When Zuo Qiuyue heard this, she was scared for a while, she was bitten by a dog, if she didn't get the rabies vaccine, she might get rabies, what should I do?

"Ye Zirong, can your medicine cure rabies?" Zuo Qiuyue asked.

"Old uncle won't get rabies, don't talk nonsense!" Ye Zirong glanced at Zuo Qiuyue sideways and motioned for her to close her crow's mouth.

After rubbing the ointment on the old beggar, Ye Zirong asked again: "Old uncle, are you afraid of water and wind these two days?"

"Don't be afraid, I've been bitten by that wolf dog for several days, and I've never been in a situation like this. My old man was accustomed to sleeping in the open air, and when he was hungry, he went to ask for something to eat, but he couldn't get it, so he went to the trash can to find some, and when he was thirsty, he found a faucet to drink some water, and slept under the pier at night...... How can you be afraid of wind and water?" The old beggar didn't understand the purpose of Ye Zirong's question, he was very lonely, and he was already very satisfied if he met someone and said a few more words.

The life of the old beggar looked quite miserable, Zuo Qiuyue listened to it on the side, her heart was sour, and tears poured out at once, even Qiu Dahai, who had always disliked the old beggar just now, relented.

"I have an old bone, I just want to live one day less, I just want to live too tired before I die......," the old beggar kept talking, as if no one had listened to him for a long time.

Yes, such an old beggar in his last years will only cause trouble to people, and who wants to pay attention to him?

"Old uncle, is your leg still hurting now?" After the old beggar finished speaking, Ye Zirong suddenly asked with concern.

"Ahh ”

"Hmm......" Ye Zirong nodded, sealed the medicine bottle in his hand, handed it to the old beggar, and said, "Old uncle, this bottle of ointment is for you, wipe it on the wound once a day, or it will be fine in a few days." ”

"Oh, no, no, no, your ointment is too expensive, I can't afford it, my leg doesn't hurt, and I don't think I'm going to cure it. The old beggar shook his head repeatedly.

"Old uncle, I don't want your money for this, I gave it to you as a sample. Ye Zirong forced the ointment into the old beggar's hand.

The old beggar was embarrassed to accept the ointment, and then poured all the change in the dervishes on the stall.

"How can I take such a big advantage from you? Take it, I know it's not enough for medicine, but it's also a little bit of my heart. ”

The old beggar is an honest man, he doesn't want to take advantage of others, and he asks for food everywhere to be able to live one more day, but every day he doesn't want to live so hard, let alone cause trouble to others.

He still has some money in his dervishes, and he gives it to the little doctor, and his heart will be a little better, he knows that this is far from enough money for medicine.

Ye Zirong, Qiu Dahai and Zuo Qiuyue were all stunned by the old beggar's behavior, they never imagined that a humble beggar would abide by his duty so much, this kind of adherence to human nature is simply a breeze in the world, which can't help but make people awe-inspired.

It made Qiu Dahai feel inferior to the dust.

Qiu Dahai originally thought that this was a fake beggar who cheated money, and a hypocrite who made a fortune by deception. In today's impetuous society, are there still few such people?

However, the old beggar in front of him made him completely change his mind just now.

Before Ye Zirong could make a move, the knowledgeable Qiu Dahai collected all the change on the stall, returned it to the old beggar, and paid out of his own pocket to give the old beggar fifty yuan.

Ye Zirong and Zuo Qiuyue also began to donate money to the old beggar.

There were more and more onlookers on the side, all of whom were deeply moved by the old beggar's actions and donated money and materials one by one.

Such a good person, such an honest person should not end up like this, but unfortunately the reality is often very cruel, but in the darkest trench, there will be a glimmer of light after all.

In the crowd of onlookers, there was a young reporter wearing glasses, who silently filmed the scene with the camera in his hand, and then left silently.

After a while, several uniformed men drove up and led the old beggar away.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and in addition to Ye Zirong, Qiu Dahai and Zuo Qiuyue, there were several old people and a young man who were still staying in front of Ye Zirong's stall near the hospital.

Why didn't the old man and the young man go?

They were obviously not going to the hospital next door, because the doctors in the hospital had already left work. They didn't even go to the hospital to see the sick, otherwise they would have gone long ago.

They stared at Ye Zirong one by one, and they didn't have the slightest intention of leaving, because they had a disease.

"Young man, how much does your medicine cost?"

"Young man, can you sell us this ointment cheaper?"

"Yes, young man, I have an old problem with my skin, and I spent a lot of money in a big hospital, but it can't be cured, it's either pain or itching, and the weather has become damp these days, and my skin has begun to rot, what can I do? I can't afford two thousand yuan." ”