"No, I'm bloody, you have to let me change my clothes. Besides, I'm really not the perpetrator, I don't even have a car. Yang Weicheng innocently defended.

Although he felt very depressed by being wronged, he was also sincerely moved by the conscientious and responsible energy of this little nurse.

Angels in white, no matter what era they are in, are the loveliest people!

Let's just talk about this one, wearing a uniform and a mask, leaving only two eyeballs outside.

But these two eyes are black, like black gems.

"Is it true?" The little nurse looked at him and hesitated, "If so, you can go." ”

She turned around, and Yang Weicheng heard her muttering, "I don't know where the child's family is?" What should I do if no one pays for my medical bills? ”

At that time, a thought suddenly popped up in Yang Weicheng's mind: "Saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter." Why don't I save people and save them to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and do good deeds to the end? But this little girl is too simple and easy to be deceived. If I were the perpetrator, wouldn't I be let go? Fortunately, the real culprit has been caught......"

He returned to the hotel, hurriedly changed his clothes, took some money and ran to the hospital.

Paying 1,000 yuan for the child's medical expenses, Yang Weicheng turned around and wanted to find someone to ask about the child's situation.

But the doctors and nurses in this hospital seem to be very busy, and he can't find the right opportunity to ask the right person.

Wait, he thought. The wait was more than an hour.

Finally, a door opened in front of him, and a little nurse came out with a tray, and he hurried forward to ask.

"Excuse me, there was a child who was sent from a car accident just now, how is the situation now?" Yang Weicheng patted her on the shoulder and asked.

The little nurse turned around, her big eyes shining black.

Yang Weicheng recognized her instantly, and she also recognized Yang Weicheng.

"Huh?! It's you? Are you really back? The little nurse was surprised and said, "The child is all right, he is in that ward, you can go and have a look." Although the injury is not light, it can be well cared for and rehabilitated, and there should be no disability. ”

"Oh, that's great." Yang Weicheng breathed a sigh of relief.

The little nurse looked at him curiously: "Are you related to him?" ”

"It's not." Yang Weicheng shook his head with a smile and took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

"You're friends?" The little nurse asked again.

"No, we don't know each other." Yang Wei became a Taoist.

"What about the medical bills? Delivered? ”

Yang Weicheng nodded: "Well, I handed it over just now." ”

"Oh!" The little nurse nodded, looked at him deeply, and turned to leave.

Yang Weicheng saw her leave, and then entered the ward. To his surprise, it was actually a double room, but only the children were alone.

The child's eyes were still closed, and he was probably under anesthesia. At the age of eight or nine, with a thin body, he suffered such a great sin.

Somehow, Yang Weicheng couldn't help but think of the day he was struck by lightning.

"Little guy, in the past life and in this life for decades, when we travel through time, we can actually meet, it's really fate. It seems that God is destined for you to meet me, destined for me to save you, I don't want your parents to return this money, you must be strong and grow up well! ”

Yang Weicheng gently touched his hair, silently blessed a few words in his heart, and turned around and walked towards the door.

He was about to open the door with the handle, but it was pushed open while someone was talking.

"You mean, the man who saved my son just now came?"

"Yes, but I don't know where it is."

It was a little nurse and a middle-aged man who came in.

When they pushed the door, they almost touched Yang Weicheng's head, and the three of them were startled.

"Ah, that's him, Uncle Yang." The little nurse grabbed Yang Weicheng's arm in surprise.

"Really?" The middle-aged man looked at Yang Weicheng, and then grabbed his hand excitedly, "Young man, thank you for saving my son, thank you!" ”

"Well, you're welcome, I've met it too." Yang Wei became a Taoist.

"How much is the medical bill?" The middle-aged man asked.

"1000, that's not much." Yang Wei became a Taoist.

If it weren't for the inappropriate atmosphere, the little nurse would really want to give him a blank look.

1000 yuan, not much? How much is more?

The middle-aged man was very calm and nodded: "I don't have any money with me now, can you leave me a contact information?" Address, name, etc. You're not a local, are you? Where to stay? ”

"It's true that I'm not a local, I'm from Jiangnan Province, and I live in the Island Hotel." Yang Weicheng pointed to the opposite side of the window in the corridor and said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll give you back the money before 12 noon tomorrow." Middle-aged humane.

Yang Weicheng smiled and didn't say anything.

The other party was very busy, hurriedly came in to take a look, and hurriedly said hello to Yang Weicheng and left.

After he left, Yang Weicheng also left the hospital.

After doing a good deed and saving a young life, Yang Weicheng felt unprecedentedly comfortable. Maybe, the child will be able to do a great career in the future.

As a scientist, the People's Liberation Army or something, if you can contribute to the country, isn't it also an indirect contribution?

The more he thought about it, the more fortunate he felt in his heart.

The next day, Yang Weicheng got up early in the morning, went downstairs to eat a bowl of noodles, and began to wander the street again.

Information is often obtained on the streets.

He bought a newspaper at a newsstand and read it in the economic sector.

Suddenly, a small advertisement in the middle of the gap caught his attention.

It was the news of the transfer of the company, and it happened that Yang Weicheng had been pondering for the past two days whether he should acquire a shell company so that he could buy and sell real estate.

Although the money on hand is very tight, 800,000 is already a lot, and maybe Shen Xiangqian will send another remittance slip recently.

Although Yang Weicheng is meticulous in his work now, he also has a sense of aggressiveness. He decided to check it out and take it down if it was suitable.

According to the address introduced in the advertisement, Yang Weicheng came to this company.

This company is located in the midst of a sprawling real estate company, which was originally a real estate company, but somehow the legal person is leaving the South Island Province.

Yang Weicheng thought before he came, if there was no debt dispute in this company, he would buy it at a price of about 5,000 yuan. Any more, and it's not worth it.

The company is actually a simple office, with concrete floors, green painted walls, and ceiling fans creaking and turning, making people suspect that it could fall at any moment, and make people splatter blood on the spot.

The room was not only shabby, but also cluttered, with sofas on either side of the door, and a desk facing the door, which was piled with cardboard boxes and file boxes.

There were piles of garbage on the floor, and the only eye-catching license hung on the wall across from the desk.

"Hongfa company? The name is quite festive. Yang Weicheng said secretly.

This is also a real estate company, if you can really buy it, it will save a lot of procedures, you only need to go to the relevant departments to transfer the name and change the name.

A man in a white vest with floral pants is hunched over to pick up something under his desk.

Yang Weicheng specially and carefully bypassed it, came to the table, and knocked on the table.

"Hey, do you want to transfer your company?" Yang Weicheng asked.

Bang!

The man under the table probably didn't expect someone to come, and he looked up excitedly, his head hitting the drawer.

He hissed and gasped, touched his skull and frowned, looking at Yang Weicheng.

"yes, you want to buy it?" He asked, a little annoyed.

The man had a round head, like an egg, and white skin, not a local accent.

Although he has a scruffy beard, if you look closely, you can see that he is actually very young, only 25 or 6 years old.

"Hmm." Yang Weicheng nodded.

The man examined Yang Weicheng carefully, especially staring at his eyes.

Anyone who is stared at by others and accepts this kind of forced gaze will feel very uncomfortable and will avoid the gaze of others.

But Yang Weicheng was smiling and calm.

After more than ten seconds, the young man relieved his breath, and Yang Weicheng felt that it might be that his skull was not as painful as before.

"Well, my company wants to sell, 3,000 yuan, do you want it?" He continued to bend down, picked up what he had just picked up, and placed it on the table.

"3,000 yuan?" Yang Weicheng was a little surprised.

This price was beyond his expectations, he didn't expect it to be so cheap to buy a company this year.

"What? Too expensive? Do you know how hard I had to run the formalities at the beginning? The man said as he cleaned up the folders on his desk, "How many times have you run to the industrial and commercial bureau, how many forms have you filled out, and how much did you spend on this office?" ”

"Understood." Yang Weicheng nodded.

"You don't have any money, do you?" The young man paused, suddenly raised his head, and stared at Yang Weicheng again.