In the computer room of a large company in the provincial capital.

Staff in white coats and slippers are busy in front of the computer.

Zhou Yang was tapping on the keyboard when the BP machine on his waist suddenly sounded.

He looked down and frowned slightly.

Just as he was about to get up, a colleague walked in.

"Xiao Zhou, I remember that your family has relatives in Shazhou County, right? ”

"Hehe, what's wrong?"

"I've heard that you've all had blood tests in the hospital during this time. ”

"Really? I'm going to take a look. ”

With that, Zhou Yang got up and walked out of the computer room.

Walking on the street, Zhou Yang looked around with his hands in his pockets.

There was a bridge hole not far ahead, Zhou Yang squinted his eyes and walked over quickly.

Under the bridge sat three or four beggars side by side.

Whenever someone passed by, they stretched out their hands.

Zhou Yang squatted down in front of a slightly stronger beggar and took out 50 yuan from his pocket.

Dangled in front of the beggar.

The beggar's eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand.

Zhou Yang pointed to his arm, gestured, and then took out the syringe for blood collection.

The beggar shook his head vigorously with fear on his face.

Zhou Yang held up 50 yuan, and the beggar sighed and shook his head.

Zhou Yang took out another 50 yuan sheet from his pocket.

put the two 50 yuan together and shook them in front of the beggar, whose eyes lit up and took the initiative to roll up his sleeves.

Zhou Yang put on rubber gloves and inserted the needle into the syringe.

The beggar pointed to the money in Zhou Yang's hand.

Zhou Yang stuffed 50 yuan into his hand, and he stretched out his arm.

Zhou Yang pushed the needle into the beggar's arm and drew a tube of blood.

Then take a test tube from your body.

Punch the blood into the tube and press the lid hard.

Then he threw the remaining 50 yuan on the beggar, got up and walked to the other side of the bridge.

After the bridge hole, there is a garbage pile on the side of the road.

Zhou Yang threw the syringe and gloves over.

In the corridor of the central hospital of the provincial capital, Zhuoma hurriedly came with a cart.

Nurse Zhao Na has just come out of the bathroom.

The two greeted each other.

"Sister Zhuoma, how many have you tested today?"

"Morning's inspection is complete, how are you?"

"Oh, there are more than twenty left. ”

"Don't worry, it's still early at noon. ”

"Hmm. ”

Zhuoma pushed the cart away, and Zhao Na hurriedly got into the blood collection room.

As soon as he sat down, a pair of clean and slender hands took a form and gently put it on the table.

Zhao Na looked up at Zhou Yang, who had a delicate face.

His face flushed slightly.

But he still tried his best to keep a straight face: "Zhou Yang, right?"

"It's me!"

has the face of a beautiful boy, but his voice is very magnetic.

"Okay!

Zhou Yang stretched out his right arm and replaced his left arm.

Zhao Na smiled: "Left and right, go up...... Pull it off!"

Zhou Yang pulled the sleeves of his shirt all the way to the position of his biceps.

Zhao Na hurriedly shouted: "Okay, don't be too tight." ”

Then the hands and feet are neatly disinfected and blood is collected.

"Hold it down!"

Zhao Na instructed to inject the blood sample from the needle into the test tube.

Press the lid hard and put it in the lattice on the blood collection cart next to you.

Zhou Yang used force on his arm, and then let go of the cotton swab.

Blood came out.

"Silk ......"

He made a sound and frowned.

"What's wrong? Oops, bleeding. Wait a minute. Clip it first. ”

When Zhao Na just turned her head, Zhou Yang quickly took out the test tube from his pocket with his right hand and replaced the test tube just now.

Zhao Na carefully bandaged Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang asked a little shyly: "You don't need to make up for it, right?"

Zhao Na smiled: "No, it's just that, it's okay to be as young as you." ”

"Well, thank you. ”

"You're welcome. ”

Zhou Yang nodded and walked out.

Walking out of the blood collection room, Zhou Yang came to the bathroom.

Wash your hands over and over again in front of the faucet.

I washed it five or six times and didn't stop.

His mind jumped to another plane.

In front of the desk, teenage Zhou Yang was flipping through textbooks, reading and writing.

Suddenly, he looked around and stopped.

Flip through the textbook quickly with your thumb until an image appears on the page.

It was a color picture cut out of a magazine publication.

In the picture is a girl in red practicing rhythmic gymnastics.

She was wearing a jumpsuit, and both legs were exposed, down to the base of her thighs.

The shoes on the feet also show the heels.

The lines of her whole body are soft and moving.

There was also a white leather ball next to her, which complemented her wonderful body.

Zhou Yang's cheeks flushed, and he reached under the table to figure it up.

After a while, he finally breathed a sigh of satisfaction.

But suddenly he was dumbfounded.

Zhou Mei came in at some point, standing in front of the cabinet rummaging for something.

Zhou Yang was at a loss, looked at Zhou Mei, and lowered his head.

In the end, Zhou Mei found what she was looking for.

Shouldering his bag and walking towards the door.

Zhou Yang lowered his head and peeked at Zhou Mei in fear.

But Zhou Mei didn't look at Zhou Yang, as if Zhou Yang was air.

She walked out the door with her head held high, and muttered quietly in the outhouse, "Be virtuous with that rapist." ”

Zhou Yang bit his lip and left tears.

He grabbed a pencil sharpener and plunged it into his hand.

The crimson blood flowed out, soaked into the books, and spread to the pictures, engulfing the gymnastic girl.

"Ahem!" A cough behind him dragged Zhou Yang back to reality.

An uncle behind him stared at the back of his head with a look of disgust.

Zhou Yang rubbed his hands vigorously, then left the faucet and walked outside.

In a small game room.

Elementary and junior high school students sit or stand in front of each TV screen.

Some are dancing, some are shouting.

"Hit, fight!" "Run!"

In front of a black-and-white TV, Bai Ke and An Ge also shook their heads.

From time to time, the body leans along with the characters on the TV.

The father and son are playing Water Contra.

An Ge commanded Bai Ke from time to time: "Jump, jump, use the whirlwind legs, spin him, spin him!"

Finally, a burst of music sounded, and the level still could not be passed.

An Ge snorted angrily: "Hmph! Dad is a big fool!"

"Okay. Bai Ke wiped the sweat from his forehead, "We should go back." ”

"No...... Wait until this level is over. ”

"Didn't you say okay? Just play for half an hour. ”

The white guest made a straight face.

An Ge reluctantly got up.

While giving the old lady money, Bai Ke said, "How good is it to fight at home? The house is colorful, and it is bigger than this, and the machine is newer than it." ”

"I think this machine is very powerful, and the buttons are so ......"

Children are like this, no matter how good the things at home are, they also want to show their skills in public places.

There are not so many children in the family, and there is no such atmosphere.

Walking out of the game hall, Bai Ke picked up his wallet and asked An Ge: "What did you call me just now?"

"Big fool!

"The previous sentence. ”

"No, I don't. An Ge blushed slightly.

Bai Ke pinched his face: "It's okay to call me anything." Anyway, we're good friends, aren't we?"

"Hmm!" Ange nodded vigorously