Yao Jingjing has no concept of gray matter fibrosis in the brain, but she knows very well what leukemia is and has a deep fear of it. So she decided to have a bone marrow transplant first, and as for the brain lesions, she would find a way to treat them after the operation. She secretly told her father about it, and his father also had this opinion.

Now the question is, where is she going to make a million?

Yao's mother has been diagnosed with leukemia for a long time, and has been to hospitals in Chuncheng and Yangcheng, spending more than 200,000 yuan before and after. Although Yao Jingjing's salary is not low, she works short hours and does not have much savings. Her father used to have a decent job, but after her mother fell ill, she was basically semi-retired at home.

It is known as the second largest city in Yunnan Province, but in the whole country, it is not even ranked as a third-tier city, and more than 200,000 yuan is already a lot of money for ordinary people living here. Yao Jingjing's family's savings have long been used up, and relatives and friends have borrowed a lot of money.

Yao Jingjing plans to go back to the company tomorrow and apply to the company, she should be able to advance a little salary and bonus in advance, and then ask her colleagues to borrow a little, plus the classmates and friends here in Jiaozhou, you can probably make up more than ten or two hundred thousand. But this number is still far behind, even if you count the part that can be reimbursed by medical insurance, it is still not enough, if you really can't do it, you can only sell the house secretly behind your mother's back. But the housing prices in Jiaozhou are not high, and their old house is probably worth five or six hundred thousand.

When it was almost noon, Yao's mother urged Yao Jingjing to go on a blind date, saying that the family was from the bank, and the conditions were good. Yao Jingjing smiled and said, "Mom, you can't wait to sell me, right?" ”

Yao's mother was anxious and said, "What are you talking about?" I'm not good for you yet! Also, don't mention my illness to anyone, who wants to have a mother-in-law with leukemia! ”

Yao Jingjing said: "Mom, you don't know people! ”

Yao's mother said: "I know someone who has already been introduced, don't you even look down on it!" This was introduced by your Aunt Zhao, she has a wide range of roads and knows many people. ”

Yao Jingjing shook her head and said, "She's not reliable!" ”

Yao's mother said: "Oh, you go and have a look first, come back if it doesn't fit, and it's okay to see." ”

Yao Jingjing couldn't resist her mother, so she went to a café in the south of the city according to the agreed meeting address.

The café is small but atmospheric and is located on an old street in the south of the city. Everywhere are green bricks and gray tiles, and lush old trees block most of the sunlight and bring some shade to the street.

Because of her instinctive resistance to blind dates, Yao Jingjing deliberately walked a little slower when she came, wanting to leave a bad impression on others by being late. If it fails because of this, she can go back and give her mother an explanation, this time people don't look down on her.

But when she went into the café and looked around, she realized that the man who was supposed to be waiting for her was not inside. Yao Jingjing laughed self-deprecatingly, thinking that she was late, but she didn't expect someone to be later than him.

It doesn't mean the same thing! Yao Jingjing thought so.

Ordered a cup of coffee, sat down in a corner by the window, immersed in the laziness of old jazz music, and for some reason, Yao Jingjing suddenly remembered the guy in Spring City who looked lazy in everything.

There were few pedestrians on the old street outside the window, and a figure walked by at the entrance of the alley in the distance, Yao Jingjing just glanced over there, and saw the back of the person wearing a windbreaker, slightly hunched back, with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking lazy, only flashed, and flashed into the alley.

Yao Jingjing stood up from the chair with a rub, and subconsciously wanted to chase out, her lower abdomen hit the table, the cups on the table rattled, and the coffee also splashed on her skirt.

She didn't realize it, and her heart kept beating. After a while, she slowly sat back down and rubbed her temples.

It must be a mistake, this is Jiaozhou, how could it be him!

I don't want to think about it, why do I remember it again! Yao Jingjing almost despised herself.

……

In an alley at the entrance of the old street, several gangster-looking people gathered, and one of them, a tall, thin man with a sunhat, had only two fingers on his right hand.

"Brother Eight Fingers, can't we get on? Just waiting? ”

"It's like, it's hot to death this day! Things are done well, dry mahjong goes. ”

A few thugs couldn't stand the scorching heat, and urged them to gossip.

Tang Bazhi looked at him sharply, raised his right hand, and motioned for them not to make noise.

Tang Bazhi actually has only seven fingers, because only the thumb and index finger are left on his right hand, so whenever he stretches out his hand, it seems to be expressing the meaning of "eight", so there is such a mixed name as "eight fingers" on the rivers and lakes.

The ruthlessness of Tang Bazhi is well-known in Jiaozhou. His missing three fingers weren't accidental, they had been cut off alive while gambling with someone in the casino. He didn't blink an eye when he cut off his fingers, and he was only sixteen years old that year.

"Wait." Tang Bazhi looked at the time, "Wait another twenty minutes, if Ma Ye doesn't call, we will withdraw." ”

"Brother Eight Fingers, why do you want to withdraw? Didn't you say that if Ma Ye didn't call, he would tell us to clean up this girl? ”

Tang Bazhi said: "You are stupid! If Ma Ye doesn't call, it means that something happened to him. He's in an accident, what kind of girl are you helping him clean up! Do you think the police are all dry? ”

"Yes, yes, Brother Eight Fingers just thinks far. It's a pity, I heard that this girl is a flight attendant, I really want to do it once, if there is powder in the prison, it is worth eating prison food! ”

"Fuck you!" Tang Bazhi used his eight fingers to knock on the head of the guy who was obsessed, "There are many women!" What the hell......" he glanced in the direction of the café, "Damn, wait until the limelight is over and find a way, sooner or later it will get to the brothers' beds!" ”

Tang Bazhi waited for a while, saw that the time was almost up, and said, "Withdraw!" ”

As soon as they turned around, they saw a man standing in the middle of the alley. The man's hair was a mess like a chicken coop, and it stood on end as if it had just been blown by a car in a hurry. He was wearing an old gray trench coat, a pair of flared pants that were not like flared pants, cropped pants that were not like cropped pants, and a pair of ragged pants with a pair of pull-up boards under his feet, his hands in his trouser pockets, slightly hunched back, and a lazy look all over his body, looking at them with a smile.

Tang Bazhi was stunned for a moment and scolded: "Damn, neurotic!" And he went round by the man. His thugs were also swearing and swearing, and they streamed through both sides.

They had just walked a few steps when they suddenly heard the man behind them say, "Ma Fuqing is dead." ”

Tang Bazhi was startled, hurriedly turned around, and asked in surprise, "What did you say?" ”

"Ma Fuqing is dead, he asked you to accompany him." Aoki turned slowly, his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked lazily towards them.

The crisp sound of tapping and tapping on the bluestone slab echoed in the long alley. Tang Bazhi saw that the light at the entrance of the alley behind Aoki was getting brighter and brighter, and the figure of Aoki in the backlight was getting darker and darker.

The narrow alley grew dark, and the light ahead became more and more dazzling, and Tang Bazhi found himself standing in a tunnel.

With the long whistle and rumbling vibration, a high-speed train rushed out of the light like a giant beast through time and space, and crashed headlong into the mouth of the tunnel.

Tang Bazhi stood there motionless, watching the train crash into it.