Chapter 111 Rehabilitation Hospital Seeks Old White

Even the fight, time flies, and soon arrived at the "Sijia Station Nursing Home", and learned that Xia Mingzhu, a great benevolent person, visited, and Lao Feng, the head of the nursing home, took a group of nurses to welcome him.

Bags of flour, rice, and soybean oil were carried out by the sturdy nurses, but I didn't expect Cruiser to be so able to hold things.

Deng Ziqi carried a big Kuxi bag, which was full of envelopes, Xia Mingzhu shook hands with the old people one by one from the first floor of the nursing home, and each person had an envelope, which was 5,000 yuan.

The old people were originally lifeless, but when they saw Xia Mingzhu coming, they were excited, and they complained to her with their mouths pursed:

"Beads, old Wang Tou peeked at my villain book."

"Beads, the nurse won't give me cookies, you have to take care of him."

"Zhuzi, my son hasn't mailed me money for half a year, you know the official, tell me about him."

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Mr. Xia's face was full of joy and good words of comfort, but the old man was reluctant, holding her hand and bursting into tears.

Longjiang opened the glow and found a strange scene, the old people were not equal to good and evil, but the good energy on Xia Mingzhu's head was slowly increasing, the number was 10, and 8 were on the ground!

I regret it, I knew that we would also bring some cash to scatter in exchange for some good energy.

After sending the money, Xia Mingzhu said strangely: "Uncle Bai and Aunt Zhang, they were still there a few months ago, why are they gone?" ”

The dean looked helpless: "Mr. Xia, Aunt Zhang, passed away last month, Uncle Bai, he is crazy." ”

Dean Feng saw that Mr. Xia's expression was lonely, and his face was pale, so he hurriedly comforted: "Mr. Xia, you also want to open some, I know that you have feelings for these old people, and everyone misses you very much, but every family has a scripture that is difficult to read." ”

He pointed to an old man sitting in the corner:

"Uncle Liu is 87 years old, his wife died early, the countryside dragged 4 children to grow up, the child is older, no one supports him, so he has to come to the nursing home, this year, the children have not paid him money, if you don't send money, he can't eat, pitiful."

Pointing to a white-haired old lady who was trembling upstairs, leaning on her back, Lao Feng said:

"Sister Feng is still a senior professor at Sanjiang University, her daughter is promising, graduated from Tsinghua University with a doctorate, went abroad early, and went to the United States, but she didn't come back once for so many years, Lao Feng worked hard to raise the child, but there was no one to support the elderly, so he had to go back to his hometown and fight with a group of illiterate and croppers every day. Alas! ”

"As for Lao Bai, it is even more miserable, this year, my wife died in a car accident, the murderer is a relative of Secretary Xue in the county, not to mention any compensation, and he was beaten well, and then, the son who worked hard to raise him, in the peacekeeping force abroad, was killed by an IS car bomb last month. The state lost 120,000 yuan, which was divided among the township cadres. He was mad on the spot and sent to an insane asylum. ”

Xia Yu'er's eyes were filled with tears when she heard this, her white wrist involuntarily grabbed Long Jiang's arm and tender flesh, and pinched Long Jiang squeezed her eyebrows, but she didn't dare to struggle.

"These old people, seeing them die alone, and there are no people who burn paper, it is really worrying to watch."

Lao Feng said that he was emotional, turned up his shirt and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Assistant Deng took out a few envelopes, handed them to Xia Mingzhu, and transferred them to Lao Feng and the nurses, and everyone was grateful to Mr. Xia.

Finally came to the moment of separation, Mr. Xia held the hands of the old people and said goodbye to everyone, the old people poured out their nests, and even a few uncles who couldn't move begged the nurse to push the wheelchair out to see them off.

That scene was no different from the common people sending the Red Army.

Looking at the old people, helping the old people and their companions, trembling and sending each other off, especially the reluctant expression, the corners of Mr. Xia's eyes moistened, until the car drove far away, still wiping tears.

In a short period of time, Mr. Xia's goodness has increased by more than 5,000, and Longjiang is speechless.

Most of the elderly who are sent to rural nursing homes are helpless and have no means of living, and suddenly someone comes to see and throws away the materials and money that can live for a long time.

Where is this condolence, it is simply saving the life of the elderly. Even if their children are still there, many elderly people may not be able to see them several times a year. Mr. Xia comes regularly, just like a filial daughter, more filial than his own daughter, more considerate than his own son, how can the old man not be moved?

No matter how old the people are, they don't want to do anything, and they can have someone who talks regularly, chatters, and expresses their inner feelings, which is better than anything else.

That's all you have to do to do good! People are truly grateful to you from the bottom of their hearts. Slowly, Long Jiang felt that Mr. Xia, who was high above him, seemed to be not so far away from him.

"Let's go, go to the Lianhua Township Mental Hospital and see Uncle Bai." Mr. Xia felt sad for a while every time he came, wiped away his tears, and said to Deng Ziqi.

The country road began to be bumpy, and Assistant Deng introduced while driving:

"Mr. Xia, Lianhua Township Lunatic Hospital, formerly known as Sanwan Rehabilitation Hospital, because several madmen fled, cut people on the street, and were sued by the deputies of the National People's Congress, they had no choice but to move out of Sanwan County, and after several tosses, they fell to Lianhua Township, which is almost one of the most remote townships in Liuyuan."

A few motorcycles in the vicinity were ghostly, turning around, and seeing the white Cruiser in the distance, far away.

Long Jiangqi said: "Sister Ziqi, who are these people?"

Deng Ziqi replied while concentrating on driving: "There is a Lotus oil production plant near Lianhua Township, which belongs to the management of the Liuzhou Crude Oil Field. ”

Xia Yu'er said curiously: "Sister Qi, is the black crude oil very valuable?" ”

Deng Ziqi nodded: "Miss, these are small oil guzzlers, stealing oil and selling it to big oil guzzlers for oil refining." ”

Long Jiang somewhat understood, his home was next to the oilfield machine repair plant, and he had heard some rumors, so he answered:

"I have heard that the crude oil is directly loaded into wagons and sold for refining in the south, and some of the crude gasoline or diesel is refined and sold directly to farmers for burning motorcycles and four-wheeled vehicles. How is it not worth buying and selling without capital? ”

Mr. Xia looked at the large and small pumping units that began to appear outside the window, nodded and said: "People's hearts are greedy, and they always hope to get something for nothing, these are all original sins." They don't realize it, and if they don't get it for nothing, the society will perish. ”

Long Jiang smiled and said: "Mr. Xia is the leader in the end, and he sees it from afar, which makes too much sense." ”

Xia Yu'er glanced at Long Jiang: "Look at my mouth." ”

Long Jiang turned his head, only to see Xia Yu'er looking at him with bright eyes, her red mouth was not far from him, spitting fragrant, opening and closing, clearly saying: "Sycophant." ”

Please, Miss, don't be like this, okay? Long Jiang thought of facing Xia Yuer with sincerity a few times, especially when he saw her pink cheeks and red mouth, somehow, his heart was hot, and in front of Mr. Xia's Sister Deng, there was a reaction below.

Long Jiang hurriedly turned his head to look out the window, a luxurious and atmospheric archway appeared in front of him, Lian'an Gate, a few deflated and blind big characters, at a glance is a vassal elegant leader inscription.

Passing through the tall torii that spans the dirt road, the potholed road condition quickly improved, turning from dirt to gravel, and in some places, even asphalt was seen, and rough buildings began to appear on both sides of the road.

"It's almost there."

Under the attention of the people on both sides who were idle and leaning against the wall, the car crossed the three-story luxury building of the Lianhua Township Government, got off the main road, walked nearly a few kilometers of dirt roads, and finally arrived at the destination.

In front of me is a dilapidated red brick building, about four floors, opposite the small building is a bungalow, covering a large area, surrounded by brick walls more than one person high, the wall is stuck with sharp glass shards, and the sun reflects the cold light.

The dilapidated big iron door is rusty, and a white lacquered wooden sign of unknown years hangs loosely on the iron door, with mottled black handwriting on it, and if you carefully identify it, you can see several vague handwriting of "Liuyuan Sanwan County First Rehabilitation Hospital".

Knowing that Mr. Xia was coming to see the madhouse, the director of the rehabilitation hospital took two nurses in white coats to welcome Mr. Xia and his party inside.

Long Jiang followed and got out of the car and entered the hospital, which was very large, half the size of a football field.

Don't look at the tattered appearance, but the inside is very clean, the flat cement floor, the mental patients wearing blue and white stripes in twos and threes, looking at them with dull eyes.

Some leaned against the wall with strict expressions, some kept doing squatting exercises under the nurse's organization, and some sat on a small wooden horse, looking at the sky with a happy face.

The hospital is currently managed by health, public security, and civil affairs, and of course it also absorbs personal donations.

Hearing that he wanted to see the patients, Dean Guan enthusiastically led the way and took Mr. Xia and his entourage to a ward on the first floor, where there were fifteen beds, two patients were tied hand and foot with cloth tapes, and they were receiving infusions, and a nurse was cleaning.

Dean Guan pointed to a white-haired old man squatting in the corner and said, "That's the old white head, counting ants in the corner every day, not crying or making trouble, it's quite worry-free, it's not like they have to be watched." ”

Long Jiang turned on the glow and found that the heads of the mentally ill were all emitting brown-black brilliance, some more, some less, like a helmet, covering the head tightly.

Lao Bai's helmet is not big, and it just has a layer of something that looks like an aperture, like an aperture.

When everyone got behind the old man, they only heard him muttering: "Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, one ......"

Dean Guan said quickly: "Lao Bai is very active in taking medicine and eating, but he is negative, and the ants must be counted back to 20, and no one can say it." ”

Mr. Xia looked sad and said softly: "Lao Bai, I'm Zhuzi, I'm here to see you." She squatted beside her and said several times in a row, but Lao Bai didn't react at all, still staring blankly at the ant in the corner.

Seeing Mr. Xia's tears coming out of her eyes, Xia Yuer held Long Jiang's hand tightly and shed tears sadly, and Deng Ziqi's eyes also became moist.

She accompanies Mr. Xia, and has to visit the elderly in the nursing home every year, which has become a habit, every old man is like a child, and he is very dependent on Mr. Xia and Assistant Deng.

So seeing Lao Bai like this, everyone is sad.

The scenery was beautiful all the way, happy and happy, but when he arrived here, he cried and wiped his tears, Longjiang felt a little blocked in his heart, and walked behind Lao Bai in a few steps.

Lao Bai's physical condition is average, and there are dots of light representing diseases everywhere, especially on the head near the back of the head, where a cluster of shining lights is very dense.

Long Jiang looked at the old man's good and evil strips, good man.

Seeing Long Jiang come forward, Mr. Xia stopped sobbing: "Xiaolong, what are you going to do?" ”

Long Jiang turned around and smiled mysteriously: "Mr. Xia, you gave me a big red envelope, I Longjiang is the most grateful to report, and I will also give you a surprise." ”