Chapter 442 Qin Bin's past
The fourth and forty-second go back to Qin Bin's past
"I don't know. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" Qin Bin paused for a long time before he spit out a few words in a low voice.
Long Jing stared at his face and asked, "Qin Daxia, please help me come up with an idea, according to what you said, do you ask your friend to take out the letter and take a look?" Or go directly to the other party and ask for clarity?"
Qin Bin lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, only shook his head vigorously and didn't say a word.
"Qin Daxia," Long Jing sincerely refused to give up, and kept asking: "Please tell me." ”
Bingshuang watched from the side for a long time, although he didn't understand why Long Jing asked Qin Bin like this, but he knew that he would definitely not do it for no reason.
After a long time, Qin Bin finally raised his head, looked at Long Jing, frowned slightly, and asked, "Why do you want to know? What do you want to know?"
"Xiao Sheng said," Long Jing looked at him sincerely: "As a friend, I just want to do my best to help." ”
"Maybe," Qin Bin sighed lightly, and turned his gaze to the window, it was pitch black outside the window, and he couldn't see anything clearly, but he seemed to see something, so focused, so affectionate, so sad, his voice was low and gloomy: "He just has some last resort, or a helpless choice, these are all things that he doesn't want others to know, so why do you bother to get to the bottom of it?"
"But," Long Jing was a little excited, and said with a slight emotion: "Does he know that his choice like this has harmed a woman's life!"
"What does he know?" Qin Bin was also moved, he looked so painful, tired, desolate and depressed: "What can he do? He doesn't want to hurt her!" He suddenly lowered his head, held his face with both hands, threw himself on the table, and cried silently: "He really doesn't want to hurt her!"
Long Jing looked at his servant's bowed head and slightly trembling shoulders, he knew that these words were all thoughts and thoughts in his heart, the emotions that had been hidden for more than ten years, and now they obviously touched that certain string, pulling him painfully and sourly. Long Jing looked up at Frost and winked at her.
Bingshuang stood up and said softly to Cheng Baozhu and Cheng Baoyu: "Baozhu, Baoyu, you go to my room with your sister, and my sister will tell you a story." ”
"Okay. Bao Zhuyu smiled and looked at the master together, hoping to get the master's permission, but saw the master on the table, as if asleep.
"Let's go with my sister. Bingshuang said in a low voice: "Your master has something, don't alarm him." With that, he took the two children out of the room and carefully closed the door again.
In the room, Long Jing looked at Qin Bin, not wanting to beat around the bush anymore, he asked directly: "Qin Daxia, do you know Jin Chunfang, the head of the Minshan faction?"
Qin Bin raised his head as if he had been pricked by a needle, his face suddenly turned pale, his lips became bloodless, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I don't know." ”
Long Jing asked again, "Have you heard of it?"
Qin Bin secretly gritted his teeth and said in a calm tone that was close to unfamiliarity: "I haven't heard of it." ”
Long Jing looked at him for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Why bother? Qin Daxia," he sighed deeply: "Even if you have a last resort, even if you have no choice, but you obviously know her and love her deeply, why deny it?"
"Don't you know that she still refuses to marry someone else? Don't you know that she is still alone? Don't you know that she is still in love with you, thinking of you, and waiting for you? Do you really want her to continue to wait, wait for this life? Wait for the next life? If this really continues, how can you bear it?"
Qin Bin listened to his slightly reproachful questioning, his face became more and more pale, and his eyes flickered, he couldn't help but say: "How do you know that I know her? How do you know that I love her? How do you know that she still misses me and waits for me? How do you know so much? Did she tell you? No!"
His eyes flashed, and he immediately vetoed, "No! She's always the kind of person who would never confide in her heart! she'd rather be crushed by the burden she was carrying than give it to someone else." ”
Long Jing smiled, hearing his words, knowing that he would not refuse to confide in everything anymore, he smiled and said: "Of course she won't tell me, these are indeed not what the Golden Lady told me, it's a long story." ”
He handed him a cup of tea, took a sip of his own cup, and then said: "The Golden Woman has an adopted daughter, the little girl is in love with me for the first time, and she likes my scholar, but Datong has a responsibility for another girl and can't marry her, so Xiaosheng feels a little sorry for the Golden Woman's mother and daughter." ”
"It just so happened that Miss Jiang next to Jin Nuxia told me that Jin Nuxia also had a very deep relationship before, but the other party somehow only asked someone to bring a letter to regret the marriage, and even disappeared in person. Despite this, Jin Nuxia is still reluctant to marry someone else, so she is still alone. ”
He sighed and said: "Qin Daxia, I know that the person who the Golden Woman will never forget is you, after I heard this, I thought that I must help the two of you, even if there is something unavoidable, now, no matter what, you can't ignore it like this anymore." ”05.20.
Qin Bin was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, and said quietly: "I was born in a family in western Sichuan that is not too poor. Although my grandfather gave birth to three boys, my father was the only one, and the other two sons and two daughters died young. ”
"Before me, I had an older brother and an older sister who also died before they were five or six years old. Therefore, my grandfather was very fond of me, taught me to read and write since I was a child, and also taught me to distinguish medicinal herbs, and took me with him almost every time he went to the doctor. ”
"That year, when I was only eight years old, my father went to the mountains 300 miles away to treat people, and on the way home, there was a torrential rain, and he never returned. He took a few sips from the teacup in front of him, stared at the floating water bubbles in the cup, and silently came to his senses.
Long Jing didn't urge him, nor did he make a sound, just looked at him quietly, silently waiting for him to continue.
Qin Bin sighed lightly, and said: "After my father died, I was the only descendant in the Qin family, and my grandfather and mother cultivated me more carefully, what about me?" His eyes were clouded with a layer of mist, reflecting the light shining, "I naturally have a very high interest and hobby in medicine, and because of my grandfather's influence, I have learned a lot." ”
"In my hometown, most of the villagers are poor and backward, and their biggest idea every day is to fill their stomachs, but because of the lack of medical treatment, as long as they get sick, they are very easy to die. Every time I see the pain of their illness, every time I see one after another people who are familiar or unfamiliar, known or unfamiliar dying in the helpless sighs and shaking of their grandfather's heads, every time I see their loved ones crying out for the loss of them, I swear that I must be the best doctor I can be, a doctor who helps the world and saves people, and heals every sick person. ”