Early the next morning, Song Yong went to the fourth son's store that grew into a pickup truck.

He spent the same price as last time and bought a sports version of the Great Wall Cannon of the same model.

The difference from the last time I bought a car is that the person who received him this time was not the salesman girl he was more familiar with, but the girl's boyfriend, that is, the guy with the WeChat name of Majiao Sauce.

It was also at this time that Song Yong knew that this product was actually the sales supervisor of this Great Wall pickup truck, the fourth son store.

No wonder! When this product introduced the performance of the Great Wall cannon, those large amounts of data came out of the mouth, and it seemed that it was called a professional.

Everyone is more or less an acquaintance, and the pepper sauce is in charge, and a lot of cushions, car films, perfume seats, car wash cards and other small things are given.

One of the most affordable is a 1,000-dollar gas card.

Anyway, after being given a bunch of edible small things, Song Yong was still very happy.

It's just that even so, it can't completely extinguish Song Yong's contempt for the product of sesame pepper sauce in his heart, because he found that this girl is the most beautiful of the sales girls.

There is no doubt that this product is a black hand under the convenience of his position!

In the following time, Song Yong drove a pickup truck with a temporary license plate and returned to the back mountain of the park.

It is also an unusual coincidence that Song Yong drove the pickup truck into the basement, and when he walked out of the basement, he happened to see Uncle Qian's father and son who came together.

After estimating the time, they came in advance to prepare the working meal for lunch.

Before Song Yong could say hello to Uncle Qian, Uncle Qian shouted from a long distance:

"Boss Xiao Song, Qian Wei and I are going to take half a day's leave this afternoon; the doctor said that the old woman in the family can be discharged from the hospital, so I plan to take her back to live in the afternoon, but don't worry! We will definitely be able to catch up with the evening business." ”

As soon as he heard this, Song Yong naturally didn't have the slightest problem.

As early as a few days ago, Uncle Qian and Qian Wei, the father and son, moved into the staff dormitory.

Thinking of the long distance from the area where the Bei* University Hospital is located, Song Yong also had a new idea in his heart.

"I just bought a car today, or I'll go with you in the afternoon, so many things are estimated to be inconvenient to take a taxi." ”

After Uncle Qian said a few polite words, the matter was settled......

After the lunch was over, Song Yong drove his pickup truck with a temporary license plate and took Uncle Qian and his son to the famous North * University Hospital in Shencheng.

When we got to the hospital parking lot, we parked the pickup truck.

Song Yongcai breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, the T-shirt on the back of this product was already wet with sweat.

It's not that the newly bought Great Wall cannon is not enough to make the air conditioning in the car strong, but that the distance is a bit far, almost all of which have passed through most of the urban areas of the deep city.

As soon as I entered the bustling urban area of Shenzhen, the traffic on the road became more and more dense.

It can be said that it has been a long time since he has encountered such complex road conditions, and he is a little nervous when driving, and his spirit has always been in a high degree of concentration.

He was afraid that if he was not careful, his brand-new pickup truck would play hooligan on other cars.

As for how to deal with this problem, he felt that he would be able to mature after driving a few more times, or if he really drove a little bit of a world.

This is also the main reason why he applied for a high full insurance for his pickup truck.

Uncle Qian's wife's surname is Ma, and she is an old lady who looks a little kind.

After half a month of hospitalization and recuperation, the old lady's spirit looks very good.

Of course, the so-called 100 days of broken muscles and bones is not just casual talk.

What's more, she already has such an age.

Even if Aunt Ma can be discharged from the hospital now, it is estimated that she will need to recuperate at home for several months before she can recover completely.

As soon as Aunt Ma met Song Yong, she took Song Yong's hand and expressed her gratitude repeatedly.

For this old lady, whether her leg can be completely restored is not the most important thing, the important thing is that her only baby son Qian Wei is now a bit like a person.

Therefore, after realizing that his doting is the main reason why Qian Wei became wasted.

The old lady pulled Song Yong affectionately with one hand, waved her cane at Qian Wei with the other, and said in her mouth:

"Boss Xiao Song, our family's Qian Wei is in trouble with you, if he dares to be lazy again, you can help me beat me to death, and the old lady, my skills in cutting vegetables and arranging dishes are not bad, and I will go to your store to help when I am ready." ”

looked at the old mother who originally 'held herself in her hands for fear of falling, and held it in her mouth for fear of melting'.

When he was discussing with his unscrupulous boss how to beat himself with an eager face, God knows! How desperate Qian Wei's heart was at that time......

Because Uncle Qian is busy going through the discharge procedures, it will take a certain amount of time.

Song Yong and the talkative old lady chatted for a while, and there were no more topics.

Suddenly, Song Yong remembered the man who came to buy skewers against the typhoon, and his daughter, who was also hospitalized in this Peking * hospital.

I don't know what kind of disease she has or how she is being treated.

Anyway, when Song Yong was scrolling through the circle of friends in the past few days, he didn't find that the man had a new circle of friends, and naturally, he hadn't seen the little girl's bright smiling face.

It was precisely because of this that Song Yong felt a little uneasy in his heart.

All of a sudden, he had some thoughts of taking advantage of the current Hongfu to go to the door to see it with his own eyes.

For this reason, he stood in the corridor outside the ward and greeted Qian Wei, who was sitting in the corner of Aunt Ma's hospital bed and was playing with his mobile phone:

"Qian Wei, hurry up and come out. ”

Song Yong's plan to call this product out was just to ask him which department and floor the little girl lived on.

How to drop, when Qian Wei came to deliver soup to his wife, he also brought the skewers to others once.

However, Qian Wei probably thought a little badly in his heart.

With a quick movement, he put away his mobile phone, and there was a clear hesitation on his face, and it was clear that the thing didn't want to get out of the hospital room at all.

However, in the end, under the long-term psychological pressure of Song Yong, an unscrupulous boss, he gritted his teeth and walked out.

It's just that the moment he walked out, Qian Wei hurriedly whispered:

"Boss Xiao Song, you saw it with your own eyes just now! It was my dad who asked me to stay in the room, and he asked to go through the discharge procedures, you have to be reasonable and can't beat me~"

"I'll go! Which eye did you see that I was going to hit you?"

Song Yong glared at Qian Wei angrily, and scolded like this in his mouth.

And Qian Wei, who knew that he didn't have to be beaten, was completely relaxed after hearing this, and he didn't mind being scolded by Song Yong.

Subsequently, under Song Yong's questioning, Qian Wei said everything he knew:

The little girl's name is Chen Hanyu, and she is already twelve years old this year, but because of her illness, she looks a little thin and small, only in her teens.

She had a disease called 'systemic red and white lupus'.

He is currently living in the Rheumatology and Immunology Department on the 8th floor of the inpatient unit, which is the 33rd bed.

After learning all this, Song Yong planned to leave for the eighth floor of the inpatient department.

But at the moment when Song Yong left, he couldn't help but pat the other party's shoulder, and said in a rarely sincere tone:

"I'm not a pervert! If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't see it, I really didn't want to hit you; I don't know if you noticed that Uncle Qian has had a lot more smiles on his face than before in the recent period. ”

"What is the reason for this, think for yourself. ”

After finishing speaking, Song Yong didn't care about the head anymore, and Qian Wei, who was thinking about something, walked straight to the elevator at the other end of the corridor.

In this way, it is rare for him to say such a thing today, and I believe that it will be the last time to say it to Qian Wei.

As for whether it can be changed, it really depends on Qian Wei to think it out by himself.

Everyone needs to be responsible for their own life, and Song Yong only figured out such a life truth two months ago......