Chapter 3 In other words, how did I become a driver?

My name is Wang Chan, I graduated from high school in my third year, and I have the right to use the second floor of a two-story house in the suburbs. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info an old white Jetta, currently in good condition.

My life started at about 8 a.m. on the second day of high school, when the first class was called, because I didn't have any memories of it. It must be hard for you to imagine that the head teacher repeatedly shouted Wang Chan during the roll call, and the classmates were looking at me, but I was stunned with a capital B.

This guy is provoking the dignity of the teacher, right? The head teacher thought so at first.

This guy is a tease invited by the monkey, right? The students thought so at first.

Contact his parents. The headmaster who heard the news said.

It's just that his eggs are quickly broken.

The contact information of the parents, my junior high school file, in short, all the clues that could make the school get rid of my trouble, all of them.

So, how did I get in?

The principal asked the Director of Admissions.

The admissions director dragged the principal to a place where no one was, gestured a finger and said, "This is the one who paid the 100,000 yuan school choice fee." ”

"Sss The principal took a light breath and asked, "Who handled the payment?" Ask clearly, do you still have an impression of the person who sent him? ”

The admissions director smiled wryly and said, "I handled it, but it's strange to say, I only vaguely remember the general process of receiving money that day, and I went to you to sign after receiving the money." Everything else, it's all vague. ”

"It's not me saying you, you're really ...... doing this job," the principal raised his hand, ready to shake off the pot.

It's just that the admissions director didn't give him this opportunity, as if he didn't hear the principal speak, and said directly: "But there's nothing strange about it, after all, I took it over that day, eh, how many strokes?" Look at my memory! ”

"I'm not talking about you, you're really doing this job...... It's so hard. But take care of yourself! The principal put back the pot that was about to be thrown out in time, and said in a serious voice.

"So be it. I would like to make a statement here that the student will be sent to the hospital first, and the school will pay the fee in advance before contacting the student's parents. The school will never give up on a student, especially, well, a student like Wang Chan who has achieved excellent results in the school entrance exam. By the way, how many points did he get in the exam? The principal asked.

"Almost, full marks." The director of admissions smiled.

"Miaozi......" the headmaster muttered, turning and walking away.

That's it, I was taken to the hospital. After a check-up, more than 20,000 yuan was put in, well, it was very rewarding, and the hospital ruled out the possibility that my brain was damaged due to trauma or my own disease. This was followed by a psychological intervention organized by the expert group, and the results were disappointing. Among them, the most disappointing is of course the school that has spent a lot of money.

After lying in the hospital room for two days, I was transferred to a psychiatric hospital, a psychiatric department, and met a tall, thin, pale young doctor with a pair of silver-rimmed eyes that could not hide the dark circles under his eyes. Someone told me that he was my attending physician, Kong Ming.

I didn't believe it at first, because the name was too much of a joke on me.

Kong Ming didn't flip through my various inspection reports page by page like in the movie. He sat down on the marble of the windowsill that was the right height for him, and said, "You are not sick." ”

"In addition to forgetting a lot of things, I think so too." I replied weakly.

"No, no, no, that's not important. I mean, you're not sick, it's my conclusion that I didn't sleep for two days and two nights. Kong Ming's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't know if he had stayed up all night like this.

"You can see it." I looked at his dark circles and said.

"Humans, what stupid creatures." Kong Ming let out this inexplicable global taunt, and yawned by the way.

"Since you don't understand, then I'll lower my IQ for the time being and accommodate you a little." Kong Ming's undisguised disgust.

(Just mocked the whole world, and now you're mocking your patients?) )

"Judging by your inspection report. Well, you got hacked by the hospital for a lot of money, you know? Kong Ming's painting style changed slightly, and he actually lifted his glasses with a shy face.

"If this word gets out, you really don't worry about being beaten to death by the dean and colleagues waiting for the bonus?"

"Well, judging by your reports from all sides. Your condition is atypical memory impairment due to unknown causes, due to non-traumatic, no physical lesions, no psychological abnormalities, or psychiatric abnormalities. Well, the examination report is very detailed and very helpful in confirming the condition. Kong Ming flipped through the case and said with a normal face: "I'm sorry, what did you just say?" ”

I was tossed around for a few days, and I was so tired that I didn't have the heart to say a word: I say, I've never seen a brazen person like you.

"Frankly speaking, this pile of garbage still has its value. First of all, when you answer the questions during the amnesia, the brain band diagram and the blow sleep report prove that you are not lying, respectively, on medical and general mental grounds. This, really important. Then there were the trauma reports, all sorts of detailed reports, that made me have to trust its authority. After all, he was too detailed. Usually there are only three possibilities for such a detailed report, the first is that the patient is particularly wealthy. Second, patients are provided with fully publicly-funded medical care. Third, the patient was a chengguan, and the process of beating the hawker was filmed and exposed. The departments concerned tried their best to turn the fact of the beating into a suspected brawl in order to relieve the pressure. ”

"Don't look at me like that, tsk, you still see, okay, I'll get down to business. Frankly speaking, although amnesia is not as high as in Korean dramas, it is not uncommon for a psychiatrist. Cerebellar atrophy, being knocked on a stick, and being just in front of an iron head gong successor can all happen. When all possibilities are ruled out, no matter how unreasonable they are, all that remains is the truth of the matter - your memory has been sealed. ”

(, dragging your tired body to listen to your, I put up with it.) I also pinched my nose and recognized the possibility of being positive with Iron Head Gong. Cos Conan, well, I'll just let you have your childhood over. But the seal Dun Nyima came out. Hey, don't bully me for amnesia? Occasionally, in psychiatric hospitals, sick patients pretend to be doctors, and I've heard a little about it! )

Completely ignoring my dog-beeping expression, Kong Ming didn't prepare to explain anything, just closed my inspection report, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to me, saying, "Call me when you need it." ”

I took the business card and said angrily: "Don't worry, when I break the seal one day, I will notify you to come and watch when the sun rises." ”

"Tsk, you still don't understand." After Kong Ming finished speaking, he turned around and came to the windowsill, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it, and the smoke was penetrated by the setting sun and hit him, making him install a capital B.

That's the end of my check.

After I was discharged from the hospital, the school leaders told me not to rush back to school first, and arranged for a small bread that used to be used in the school canteen, as well as an old driver of the school-run factory who thought I was on the verge of retirement, to take me around the city every day. The goal is to see if I can recall what I started with, for example, where is home? Who is Daddy? Who should I report to the medical expenses paid by the school?

A week later, the old driver was idle and taught me to drive. Half a month later, I drove, and the old driver sat in the co-pilot and was idle.

After a while, the old driver's wife became ill, so it became me driving him to the hospital every day to take care of my wife, and the rest of the time I walked around by myself.

And then I started, pulling live.

Although the school is currently in charge of food and housing, it will never care about my pocket money. Although boys don't have the same amount of money that girls have to spend every month, it didn't take long after the amnesia to find out that I smoke.

My black car career went unexpectedly smoothly, I never had a traffic accident, I didn't meet my peers to find fault, I didn't encounter a police raid, although I only bought a car in just one semester. A seventy percent new Jetta. The car is in good condition.

Half a year later, the old driver retired.

I also had to talk to the principal once, to the effect that I said that I have something to do now, and my income is good, and I don't expect me to pay back my previous expenses. Later, I moved out of the dormitory, found a place to live on my own, went to the cafeteria to eat, and could also give money. It's better if I can continue to be exempted from the tuition fees. After all, my grades in the entrance exam are so good, and I owe a lot of money to the school, if I don't agree, it doesn't matter, I won't go to this school.

The principal compromised, saying that he didn't know about me driving a black car. Although I have amnesia, I am not stupid, the school has done so much to me, but I don't look for the media to find relatives and praise myself at the same time. No matter how you look at it in the middle, it's greasy. Alas, I don't know how much I paid when I entered the school. If you only pay 180,000 yuan, the school won't pay for it?

It may be that there is a problem with the hygiene of the school cafeteria, and the stomach of the school leadership has really not been very good recently.