Doctor Xing didn't speak, but reached out and rubbed his face vigorously. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info spoke again, and his voice was a little scary: "Xiao Deng... I grew up watching you. He said.

"When your mother gave birth to you, I sent you to the hospital." His tone was serious, giving the impression of gritting his teeth and speaking.

"Half of the people in this village were born by me. The newborn vaccines I gave me since I was a child, I grew up and saw the big ones. The more he spoke, the higher his voice was, almost trembling with anger.

"By now, have you all called me a liar?" There was sadness in his voice, and there was questioning, and maybe a hint of emptiness, but it was probably just a hallucination of me as an insider.

"Doctor Xing..."The woman hurriedly remedied, "Oh, you see, I was in a hurry and said the wrong thing, don't take it to heart." ”

"You also listened to what Cen and Cen Xiao said, right?" Doctor Xing was so angry that his hands were trembling, and the woman hurriedly asked her husband to pour a glass of water.

"Oh, it's her, talking bad about you everywhere." The woman hurriedly brought the water over, and Dr. Xing waved his hand and said no, just stood there panting.

"Oh, Dr. Xing, we don't know about you yet. How long have you been in the village, my mother was a doctor you saw when she was a child. The woman comforted and said, "Be relieved, don't be like them." Self-righteousness, scientists are amazing. Come on, it's okay, it's okay, we believe in you. ”

Dr. Xing shook his head, "Oh, it doesn't matter if you believe me or not, I don't care." It's just that I asked you to get the chicken plague vaccine isn't harmful to you, isn't this thing usually going to be shot? Why don't you want to fight all of a sudden? ”

"Oh, that's Dr. Xing." She hurriedly explained, "I have a young lady who works as a nanny in the city. She said, this free-range old hen, weighing three catties, will be sold for more than 100 yuan. She went to the house where the woman was pregnant only once a week. I thought to myself, this is a good idea, the people in the city like what is natural..."

"Oh, pure natural is not pure natural, how can this be important for health." Dr. Xing persuaded her bitterly, "I'll tell you, if you don't get this vaccine, don't cry when you get chicken plague." ”

The woman hesitated for a moment, as if hesitating, "Oh, you can let me think about it for a while..."

Doctor Xing nodded, "Okay." He walked out with his hands behind his back, and muttered, "I'll come back in two days, and I'll call the village chief to persuade you." ”

"Got it, got it." The woman sent him out.

"Also," Dr. Xing suddenly turned around and said in a very serious tone, "Don't listen to that nonsense." Although I may not have the same high level of education as others, after all, I have been a doctor for so many years, and I still have experience. Don't you believe me, when have I ever killed someone? ”

The woman nodded, "That's it." It must be that person who is jealous of you. We won't believe it, we won't. ”

"That's good." Doctor Xing nodded as if relieved. The two men continued to walk forward, their figures rapidly fading, and finally disappearing into the edge of the courtyard.

I stood there and waited for a few minutes. For some reason, this woman struck me as inexplicably familiar, as if she had appeared somewhere in this story in addition to this series of chicken-related events, and I seemed to have seen her light.

So I decided to check out the two-story building in front of me.

Unlike Second Aunt Bai's house, which left in a hurry without bringing the door, the door of this house is locked, but this is not difficult for me. After a little effort to pry open the door facing the backyard, you were greeted by the air with an old smell. Ten years of time were locked in this house, blown by the wind behind me, and gradually dispersed.

On the ground floor of the house is the living room, kitchen and dining room. There is a flat screen large color TV in the living room, which is beautifully decorated, which shows that the family should be quite wealthy.

The seats of the leather sofa are covered with white knitted scarves, and a pile of large and small plush toys sit on them. There are small yellow figures that are half a meter tall and have only one eye, and there are smaller teddy bears, and ponies with big fists. They sat there in rows, their hot stamped or plastic eyes staring at the TV, and they seemed particularly permeable in the stale air, as if they were still waiting for the day of resurrection.

I noticed a white stain on one of the toys, which was hard to the touch, and I don't know what it was.

Next to the living room is the kitchen, which is clean and tidy. I pinched my nose and checked the trash can and found that it was clean and replaced with a new garbage bag. There was nothing on the shelves, the dishes were neatly stacked in the cabinets, and the cutlery was in the drawers.

I found some new tools, some small plastic bowls with nice colors, small spoons, a little clay press that looked like an apple. These things are placed in the sterilization cabinet, as if the owner of the house pays special attention to their cleanliness and hygiene.

I had a vague guess as to why these were served, and that thought was confirmed in the next room.

In the dining room, I found a child seat, almost waist-high, with a small tray in front of it with a few grooves for things like cups and bottles.

This home has a small baby! Judging by the size of the children's chair, it should not be more than 3 years old. It reminds me of another family with children. But unlike the Zhuang family, there is no trace of chaos in the interior of this house: everything is neatly arranged, the things that are afraid of falling dust are put away, and the sofa is covered with a sofa cover. It's as if the family is ready to go out, pack up, and leave with ease.

I came to the second floor, where there were four rooms: a master bedroom, two small bedrooms, and a study.

In the master bedroom I found a crib covered with cloth and a small toy that sang and twirled. The owner's bed is also covered with a bedspread, and it seems that the family loves to be clean.

To the left of the bed is a large vertical wardrobe, and in the right corner is a drawer wardrobe. I opened the drawers one by one, the first layer was women's underwear, the second layer was women's outerwear, floral tops, jeans and so on.

The third layer is men's clothing, underwear and outer clothes are all put together, jeans on the left, T-shirt and pants in the middle, and panties and socks on the right.

All the clothes are a lot less, and it seems that the owner intends to leave for a long time.

I touched the wardrobe with my hand, and a thin layer of ash fell on it. Ever since I came to Wangxing Village, I've noticed that many things are in a strange state: some of them are old, some of them are dusty. But it's definitely not as old as ten years, or as much ash as ten years.

The lawn outside the door has still been mowed, or has been trampled on, and the grass that has been idle for ten years should have grown crazy and people can't walk in.

It's as if the whole village has pressed the pause button, and all natural activities, the dust in the air, the spoilage of food, and the growth of plants, have all stopped ten years ago.

So if this situation is followed, I guess that the house had been empty for some time before everyone in Wangxing Village disappeared.