Chapter 214: Will
In an instant I understood that Chubby was bargaining.
How can I not support this kind of thing, lying in a trench? Thinking of this, I went up without saying a word, it's not that we are not noble, the world is not good, life is too difficult, although the cost of hospitalization Ding Ling paid for us, but the money always has to be repaid, for people like me who have been a tabloid reporter, I really know how dark the hospital is, and I must know that this money is not a small amount, and we have to find a way out for ourselves.
"Eh, you two wait a minute!" As soon as we took a few steps, Lao Yang pinched our waist and stopped us, "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, I'll find a way for you to pay you or something, if you don't approve it, I'll give it to you!" β
"How much?" Hearing this, Xiaopang turned his head with a smile, Lao Yang saw it, and waved his hand, "There will be no less than eighteen thousand, there is a special budget in the bureau, and how much can be given depends on the situation, I estimate that it is indispensable to be able to catch that thing, after all, this is not a trivial matter." β
"Okay, let's think about it." After hearing this, Xiaopang didn't seem to be very satisfied with the honorarium, and turned around to leave with a cane, Lao Yang saw it, and immediately became anxious: "Eh, Xiaopang, you're not right, let's not bring this, how can you still put me in the army when the situation is urgent!" β
"Brother Yang, I haven't eaten yet." Hehe smiled, and said with a shy face.
"Damn, you have to hack me for a meal!" When Lao Yang heard this, he laughed out loud, and he waved his hand to signal us to go out with him.
When the bald doctor heard this, he grabbed Lao Yang and hurriedly said: "Eh, comrade police, this can't work, the hospital has a system, and they can't be discharged yet!" This young man surnamed Lu has only woken up for a while now, and if you toss them so much, they will have problems. No, no, no! I promised Ms. Ding not to let them run around! β
"Ms. Ding, which Ms. Ding?" When Lao Yang heard this, he frowned and looked very puzzled, and when I heard this, I hurriedly explained, "A friend of mine." β
"Girlfriend?" Lao Yang said, looked up and down, and then covered his mouth as if he had said something wrong and quickly corrected it, "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing." β
His behavior was a bit abrupt, I frowned and looked at Xiao Pang, Xiao Pang saw this, and was also a little embarrassed, and it took a minute for this thing to grin and say to me: "Xiao Rou and his father, I know Brother Yang." β
"Oh." Hearing this, I nodded, annoyed for no reason, I didn't want to say more, let the little fat ones go to eat first, and I took my child back to the ward.
Lao Yang wanted me to go with him, but I refused, and he didn't dare to stop me when he saw that my face was not good.
Back in the ward, I slept under the covers, and I didn't know if I had too much glucose and I never felt hungry.
When I was in a daze, I heard the door of the ward being pushed open, and I thought it was Chubby coming back, and I didn't bother with it, but it didn't take long for the quilt with my head covered to be lifted. When I opened my eyes, I saw a gorgeous and moving face.
"Why, I haven't woken up yet." Stretched out his hand and patted me on the head, Ding Ling said with a smile, looking at her complexion, this girl is no different from ordinary people. She sat up grinning, but she sat at the head of the bed, and looked like she was not visible at all.
"They called me just now and said that you woke up, I drove over directly, how is it, are you still uncomfortable?" Following my example, she touched my forehead and smiled.
"It's uncomfortable." With a sigh, I said.
"What's the discomfort?" Ding Ling was stunned for a moment, thinking that I was deliberately pretending to be pitiful.
"It's uncomfortable." As I spoke, I dragged out the child in the nest and hugged this little guy, always feeling that I was lonely and pitiful. Now, like my child, I have become a poor child who is loved by no one and no one loves.
When Ding Ling saw it, she shook her head and looked helpless: "You mean Xia Xiaorou's matter, I know this, Xiaopang told me about you a while ago, isn't it just a woman, what's the big deal, the days to come will be long, there must be better." β
"Go and go, don't talk about cool words, you should buy turnips, just touch your head." I said, pouting, Ding Ling laughed dumbly when she heard the words, and then pouted her mouth and complained, after the previous events, the two of them already seemed to be very familiar, and the words were full of sarcasm, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
From her mouth, I generally understood what happened, after the storm, we were floating in the air by the residual force of the air to the forest in the Changbai Mountains, three people were injured by different Cheng dΓΉ, but none of them were fatal, to say the strictest, it was still me.
It is said that I was hanging unconscious on a tree when I was found, and when I was found by the armed police at the border, I was about to die. After Ding Ling woke up, he contacted the company's people by phone, and it didn't take long to go through the transfer procedures and run back, because Mr. Mao has a little stake in this hospital, so those doctors still attach great importance to Ding Ling's words, no, as soon as I woke up, the hospital notified her directly.
"By the way, the funeral of the ninth master, is it okay?" With a heavy heart, I asked her.
"How to say it, it should be quite beautiful, I see a lot of people with heads and faces coming. However, I heard that there are some people here who are not very friendly, at the funeral, some people want to make a fuss about his death, and many people say that the death of the ninth master is strange, and they want to find the two of you to figure things out, and some are very polite. Later, it was an old man with sunglasses who could tell fortunes to calm down the matter, and I don't know who the old man was, but he seemed to have a lot of status. At that time, he took a letter and told everyone that it was Jin Jiuye's will, and no one dared to doubt it, but he didn't lie, and later, the notary office came forward to prove that it was indeed Jin Jiuye's will, and before he left, this will was sent to the old man's hand by his trustee. β
"Will?" As soon as I heard this, I said dumbly, I have been wondering, whether the monk's words are true, if what he said is true, then the ninth master is a dead man who borrowed the corpse to return his soul, but when he died, no one can say, if Ding Ling's description is true, then at least it will prove that the ninth master knew that he would die before he went on the road, which is strange, could it be that he knew that such a situation would happen?
Before he died, he left us a way out, and this old man was too touching.
Thinking of this, I asked Ding Ling: "Do you know what is written on that will?" β