Chapter 12 There are a lot of things to carry
Xia Yu glanced at it from a distance and felt the pain in his body intensify, and he had to leave and return to the ordinary small house he rented.
It was still opened without a key and with a thin wire.
He was the only one in and out of this house, he was not used to using the key, even if the right to use this house was still his, he fell on the sofa, clutched the arm strength stick, the strength became stronger and stronger, he bent the spring back and forth, several, dozens, hundreds, he was releasing the power in his body.
This is a way for him to cushion the pain after experiencing many pains, constantly releasing the strength in his body, and his pain is slightly reduced.
Even if it is a way to knock yourself out, it is not feasible.
After half an hour of painful suffering, the explosive power of his body completely dissipated, and his face returned to normal, but a little more pale.
He didn't rest, he came to a whiteboard set up in the room, and filled in some blank spaces with the names of Hong Ye, Jordan, middle-aged assistant and Zhao Xinyong, and he had to wash out the photos before he could paste them.
In other positions next to it, there are many people's photos, very small, it seems that he is worried that the location is not enough, and the nearby location of the photo, marked with some small words, more than two meters wide whiteboard, has been almost filled by him.
It's a spectrum of relationships, as well as some important times, places, and events.
On top of the dense information, you can see pictures of a young woman and a girl about seven years old.
After doing this, he sat on a stool, calmly stared at the whiteboard more than two meters wide in a daze, and fell into thoughts and memories.
After a long time, he got up, walked into the bathroom, washed up, shaved the stubble off his face, revealing a clean and resolute face, and after putting on slightly clean clothes, he took out all the money left yesterday from the groove under the table, together with the money forcibly taken from Lin Yien, and put it in his trouser pocket.
Yesterday there was a stack of money stuffed in the crack of the young woman's stall door, and now there is not much money left.
After walking a little down the street, he came to a famous private clinic in Chinatown, which he had been to a few times before, and the last time he was here was two months ago.
In a room with Dr. Zolin's sign on it, he knocked on the door and walked in.
"It's ...... you"
There was a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old female doctor who was also from Huaxia Country sitting inside, the moment she saw Xia Yu, her eyes lit up, a few times before, he didn't pay attention to cleanliness and appearance, this time, he even shaved his beard, and the clothes on his body were clear and clean, at least there was no smell of sweat.
At this time, there were no patients in the clinic, and she recognized Xia Yu from the other party's eyes for the first time.
"Doctor Zuolin, I'm here to buy some analgesics like the one I took last time."
There may be other places, but they are not easy to get, and here, he still owes a lot of money for medicine, and the first contact with him was on the street, and she rescued him from fainting on the street overnight.
"Those medicines can't be taken often, they are only bad for your body, not good."
Zuo Lin stood up and carefully observed Xia Yu's complexion and state.
Xia Yu took out all the money on her body, put it on her table, and said, "I only have so much money, first pay what I owe before, I need those medicines, if you don't give it to me, I can only find it elsewhere." ”
Zuo Lin looked at the money on the table and persuaded: "You shouldn't take those medicines to relieve pain, treat the symptoms but not the root cause, your correct thing to do is to have brain surgery." ”
Xia Yu looked at her and said, "I remember you said that if you have surgery, if it fails, I will become a vegetative person, and even if it succeeds, I may completely lose my memory, and I can't do surgery!" ”
Zuo Lin was very puzzled, she felt that this young man's body, there were some stories, there were a lot of things to carry, she felt that this person should not live like this, and continued to persuade: "Why don't you want to have surgery, instead of pain, it's better to start over, now medical technology is so developed, the success rate of surgery is very high, even if there is an accident, at most it is only to lose memory, but you can also have a new life." ”
"You don't have to persuade me, give me medicine!"
Xia Yu said.
Zuo Lin stared at him tightly, wanting to read some useful information from his eyes.
There was a dodge in his deep eyes, and then he looked elsewhere.
Every time she tried to persuade her, she failed, and this time, it was no exception.
When she was taking the medicine, there was a noisy sound coming from outside the street, Xia Yu raised his eyebrows, he saw that there was a riot on the street outside the glass window of the room, and heard some movement outside.
He didn't go out, the other staff and patients in the clinic, curious to go out to watch, someone was fighting.
After a while, a woman's voice came from outside the room: "Doctor, save my daughter!" ”
Zuo Lin had just picked up the medicine when she saw a young woman holding a girl about eight years old, whose head seemed to have been hit by a hard object, and was bleeding at the moment.
Xia Yu rushed out of the room, and he heard a familiar voice.
"Moon Lotus!"
The young woman and her daughter in the small restaurant stall, his eyes were cold, he walked up quickly, took the girl from the young woman's hand, and said to Zuo Lin eagerly: "Save her immediately." ”
Zuo Lin glanced at the girl's wound and hurriedly said, "The medical equipment here is relatively simple, and it has to be sent to a big hospital." ”
"Stabilize the injury here first, and then transfer to a major hospital." Xia Yu's tone was anxious, but he tried his best to stabilize himself and calm down.
Zuo Lin pointed to a simple operating room inside and said, "Carry her in." ”
When the young woman saw that it was Xia Yu, she was anxious and shouted, "Ah Yu, go and save Lao Luo...... He was chased and beaten! ”
At this time, there was still a noisy sound outside, and the screams of a big man came, and he heard the voice of Lao Luo, the chef of the small restaurant stall.
"Don't worry, don't be afraid, I'm here!" Xia Yu's eyes became firm, he looked at the young woman, comforted her, and then walked out of the clinic quickly.
There are many people around this street, including Chinese, local people from country T, and a foreigner.
At this time, in the crowd, four young men from country T, holding some long wooden sticks in their hands, were chasing a middle-aged man rolling on the ground, and the long wooden sticks in the hands of two young men had been broken.
The scene was a bit tragic, many besieging people showed unbearable eyes, and many Chinese wanted to make a move, but they felt that they were weak, if a few people joined forces, they would not be so hesitant.
Someone had already taken out his mobile phone to call the police.
If you continue to fight like this, you will be killed.