"What's wrong?" Zhuo Xinmin hurriedly put down the cup, "But your stomach is upset?" ”

"It's okay," Mu Tianen removed his hand, and then sat there like a good child and drank water.

"It's just a little motion sickness, but it's much better now."

But Zhuo Xinming felt it, her words brought some water, judging from his doctor's feelings, Mu Tianen's discomfort just now may not have much to do with motion sickness.

"Do you want me to check it for you, it happens to be in the hospital, and it's convenient to check everything."

Don't underestimate any kind of discomfort, such a thing as illness, is there less of a small illness that drags on into a major illness?

"It's fine."

Mu Tianen shook his head again, "It's much better now, thank you, Doctor Zhuo." ”

"Heh......" Zhuo Xinmin laughed, Ling Ze and I can be said to have grown up wearing a pair of pants, if you want to thank you, it will be a little too polite.

Mu Tianen is very grateful to this Dr. Zhuo, he is not like someone else, he will have a different color when he sees her, he should be there that day, he should know, but he didn't mention anything, didn't ask anything, and even his eyes have always been very kind, like a friend and a patient to her.

It is...... Mu Tianen put down the cup.

She was actually a little embarrassed because she was shy.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Zhuo, I don't have any money."

Zhuo Xinming didn't squirt out the water he had just drunk into his mouth.

He coughed hurriedly, so as not to be too embarrassed,

"I'll write it down in Ling Ze's account."

Mu Tianen looked out the window again, it seemed that it was a little dark, and she should go back.

"Wait a minute."

Zhuo Xinming stood up, opened the door and walked out, and when he came back, he was already holding a paper bag in his hand.

"I don't have women's clothes here, just this one overalls, you will take it first," he handed the clothes he was holding to Mu Tianen, "There are still some medicines, you can remember to take them yourself." ”

"Now I see that the injury on your head is not a big problem, but it is not ruled out that it will be fine all the time in the future, if there is anything uncomfortable, you must tell me."

"I remember." Mu Tianen took the bag, her eyes were slightly moist, in fact, this is the case now, she has been treated too unevenly, all kinds of eyes, white eyes everywhere, and insults from time to time.

Everyone was malicious towards her, as if she had really committed some heinous crime, including her parents, including Ling Ze, whom she had always loved.

And Zhuo Xinmin is the only one who has a kind of kindness towards her.

Such kindness, in return to her, is a kind of touch, a kind of touch that will make her cry.

Her eyes were a little red, her face was red, and her nose was also red, which made Zhuo Xinmin a little unbearable, in fact, until now, he didn't know whether Mu Tianen was innocent or guilty?

But this is still only one child, she is only twenty years old, and she has not even graduated from college, but this is the path she has chosen, she can only go on, keep going.

"The medicine should be eaten well, and it can't be broken."

He commanded again.

I remember, Mu Tianen clenched the bag in her hand, and then she bowed to Zhuo Xinmin, and then she walked out and went to the bathroom to change her clothes.

It's a nurse's uniform, and although it doesn't fit her, it seems to have a little bit of meaning.

In particular, Zhuo Xinming carefully got her a nurse's hat, which just blocked her bald head, and then added a thick gauze wrapped around her forehead, so that she really couldn't see it, in fact, she was a bald head.

After taking the medicine, she walked out of the hospital, but when she came out, she found that under the almost dark sky outside, there was her poor jingle pocket.

She didn't even have a dollar on her, so even if she wanted to find a bus, it seemed impossible.

She turned around, did she want her to go back to Dr. Zhuo to borrow some money, but she didn't seem to be able to open her mouth, she was not good at this since she was a child, she could do things, but she couldn't speak.

For example, borrowing money.

She really couldn't open her mouth.

Forget it, let's go by herself, it doesn't seem to be far away.

It's just that she seems to have imagined herself too deified, and she also thinks that this journey is too short.

It wasn't until it was already dark that she walked to the place, which could be said to be where she lived, and it could also be said to be her home.

It's just that she really can't walk, and she doesn't want to take another step, so she takes a step forward, and then sits on the steps, like a stray puppy that no one wants.

Waiting for the owner to take her home.

The cold moon was clear, the slightest cold wind blew on her, her head couldn't help hurting again, stretched out her hand, she gently pressed her forehead, but she felt the wetness of her hand.

Is this a split wound or something?

Misfortune is not alone, but she is more unlucky.

The door behind her had opened when she was sitting here, but she didn't hear it, and the man stood in the doorway, just wanting to know, what did she want to do?

Running away from home, or want to run?

He stood coldly by the door, but he had an urge to pinch her to death, or would he let her go into the sea for a while.

"Mu Tianen," was another familiar tone, with some coldness and a calculating voice.

Mu Tianen turned his head, and the light in the room fell on Ling Ze's body a little white, and the cold white of that line seemed to be like the moonlight at this time.

And she really doesn't know, is it okay to go home?

As soon as Ling Ze saw Mu Tianen's pitiful appearance, he really wanted to pinch someone to death, exactly the same as before, he just liked to use this kind of expression, Tianqing would be soft on her, and he would agree to all her unreasonable requests, but he wouldn't.

Since love is outside, then keep staying.

With a bang, he slammed the door in front of Mu Tianen, and even closed the light in the door.

Mu Tianen turned his head again, then hugged his knees, stared blankly at the waning moon above his head, and thought in his heart, how to spend this night?

It should be fine, at least it's autumn, so she shouldn't freeze to death.

If she really froze to death, then it can only be said that her life is like this, but I don't know if anyone will burn some paper money for her, she doesn't want to be poor when she is a person, and she is just as poor when she is a ghost.

But who would burn her paper money?

Wang Qiu?

She's her best friend, so I'm going to see her, and I'm going to give her a stick of chrysanthemums.

But she won't be given paper money to burn, because she believes in Catholicism, so who else?

By the way, Second Uncle Ling.

Second Uncle Ling should pity her poor and pitiful, and burn a little paper money for her.