Chapter 42: Old Things
Xia Xingran didn't hold back, and covered his mouth with the back of his hand and let out a clear laugh. Since she was 18 years old, no one has taken care of her like this, and her heart is warm for a while.
The two of them walked to the gate of the white decorated with wisps of hollow relief, Xia Xingran pressed the doorknob with one hand against the door and the other hand, and shook his head in frustration at Han Chenluo.
Han Chenluo glanced at the window of the room where Xia Xingran had been imprisoned, and it was still ajar. glanced at the structure of the bungalow again, and motioned for Xia Xingran to get out of the way.
He stepped back a few meters, bent down and accelerated sharply, and with a bounce, his hands grabbed the terrace on the second floor, and he flipped into it with all his might. Then he climbed up to the third floor with his hands and feet along the Roman column next to him, and finally climbed into the house through the open third-floor window.
With the sound of her footsteps, Xia Xingran's eyes lit up faintly, and with a click, the door was opened, and she hurriedly dragged her suitcase in.
The room is magnificent, luxuriously furnished, and the floor-to-ceiling windows reveal the cold moonlight.
Ascend the spiral staircase to the second floor, where each room has an ornate bed with neatly folded bedding. There was a white candle on the table.
Xia Xingran took a deep breath and continued to walk towards the third floor, the door lock had been repaired, it was obvious that someone had been here after the kidnapping case. The interior of the house was renovated as before.
Xia Xingran walked up and down the stairs again, and found that water, electricity, and gas were all supplied normally, daily necessities were also available, and there was no obvious dust in the house.
All this shows that this house must be deliberately maintained!
Han Chenluo saw that Xia Xingran was thinking deeply, so he didn't bother her, silently stayed by her side, and took out the things in the suitcase one by one to pack them up.
Just as he was puzzled, there was a sudden knock on the door downstairs. Xia Xingran screamed, and when Han Chenluo heard it, he hurriedly picked her up and hugged her in his arms.
"In the middle of the night, this poor mountain and bad water won't be haunted." Xia Xingran hid in Han Chenluo's arms, trembling and only daring to poke out one head.
Han Chenluo couldn't help but smile and looked back at Xia Xingran, who was frightened, and said, "Sister, don't be afraid, I'll go down and take a look." After finishing speaking, he was about to get up, Xia Xingran hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "Don't don't, don't leave me alone, I'm afraid." ”
It was the first time for Han Chenluo to see Xia Xingran, who was so soft and cute, and showed his true nature, he couldn't help laughing, and coaxed softly: "Okay, I'll take my sister down and take a look." ”
The two of them clasped their fingers, went down the stairs one after the other, and walked to the gate on the first floor. Through the surveillance at the door, the two saw that it was a middle-aged man in his 50s.
The man stared at the cat's eye, with a flashlight in his hand, kept knocking on the door, and shouted: "Open the door, open the door quickly, you thieves, if you don't open the door, I'll call the police!" ”
Xia Xingran and Han Chenluo glanced at each other, confirmed that there was only one person on the other side, and nodded to each other. Han Chenluo firmly protected Xia Xingran behind him, found a rolling pin in the kitchen, and opened the door a crack. The man immediately barged in.
"You, who are you! Hurry up and recruit from the truth, otherwise I'm not welcome! Although the man is weak, his momentum is really powerful, which makes Xia Xingran and them a little weak.
Seeing the man take out his mobile phone, Han Chenluo hurriedly snatched it down, stretched out his legs and closed the door, and quickly caught the man.
"Xiao Luo, don't be unreasonable!" Xia Xingran hurriedly stopped him, walked up to the man and smiled slightly apologetically: "Sir, we are not thieves. When I was kidnapped here, I found my father's handwriting in this house, and I thought there might be some clues, so I came to investigate. ”
"Your father's notes? Dr. Xia Qingyi? The man's eyes widened in surprise, and he twisted his body violently, trying to break free from Han Chenluo's restraints.
Xia Xingran instinctively took a few steps back, nodded and said, "Yes, yes, do you know my father too?" ”
The man stood up with a carp and ran towards Xia Xingran, holding her arm tightly, and looking at her with round eyes.
Xia Xingran screamed in fright, and Han Chenluo hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the man's waist and pulled him away from Xia Xingran.
When the man was dragged away, he looked at Xia Xingran and shouted a little heartbreakingly: "Girl, are you Xia Xingran, Xiao Ran?" ”
Xia Xingran turned his head suspiciously and asked, "Sir, do you know me?" ”
After the man confirmed Xia Xingran's identity, he suddenly knelt down towards Xia Xingran and said, "Really, it's really Engong's daughter who came back, Engong has appeared and sent his daughter to help us!" ”
Xia Xingran was taken aback, the man's actions and words fell on her eyes and ears, as loud and terrifying as the horn of the Last Judgment.
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Xia Xingran hurriedly helped the man up, sat down on the sofa, she went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water for everyone, and by the way, she washed her face with cold water and regained her consciousness.
The man's face was red with excitement, he got up and took the water cup with both hands, and Xia Xingran motioned for him to sit down and talk.
After some conversation, I learned that this was originally the northernmost place in City A, Maji Township, and it was also the poorest area in City A, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was an abandoned township.
And the man with gray temples in front of him is the mayor of Maji Township - Shan Zhien.
According to him, everything changed when Xia Qingyi accompanied the Health Commission to inspect the township of Maji 25 years ago.
Since Xia Qingyi learned about the specific situation in Maji's township, he didn't choose to abandon it or turn a blind eye to the broken jar like others.
He said that there is no distinction between high and low life, so he took the initiative to apply to use his rest time to come to Maji Township Hospital with Ruan Yiren for free consultation, and used his position as president to apply for a number of joint cooperation with the government and the National Health Commission, which greatly promoted the development of local medical and health care and saved the lives of many local villagers.
In his years of grassroots career, Xia Qingyi found that most of the people in the township were left-behind children and the elderly, and their quality of life was very poor, and their education was even more backward.
He used his savings to build a local children's welfare home and a nursing home to help the elderly, sick and disabled.
As his social status and fame grew, more and more people responded to his call to support health care and education in this impoverished township.
Gradually, the township of Maji gradually took shape from an almost abandoned abandoned village to the rudiments of modernization.
Just when the days were thriving, five years ago, Xia Qingyi was suddenly exposed to the crime of researching and selling counterfeit drugs to obtain huge profits. In the mud house built by the local villagers to thank the couple, the villagers watched as the police confiscated a large amount of counterfeit medicine.
With Xia Qingyi's suicide in fear of sin, Maji Township gradually regressed to its former desolate and uncared for state.
Han Chenluo looked at Xia Xingran, who was sitting straight, her eyes were full of tears, like the dew on the petals of a summer morning, and her fingers would fall off if she touched them so lightly.
Shan Zhien knelt down for Xia Xingran again and choked up: "Xiao Ran, you may not know that your mother gave birth to you back then, and she was confined in this house. It can be seen that God has eyes and sent you to help us. ”
Xia Xingran then reacted to why she slept so peacefully in this strange room at that time, it turned out that this was her original home.
Only then did she suddenly realize that every time her parents were not by her side over the years, they were here to treat diseases and save people, but she, as their daughter, was able to give up the baby's life.
Thinking of this, her tears began to flow down her cheeks in a line, dripping onto her clothes, and then scattered, spreading endlessly.
"Uncle Shan, although I have inherited the mantle of my parents and become a doctor, I am still far from the level of my parents, and I am a loss of virtue......"
Xia Xingran covered her face with her hands, tears gushed out from her fingers, she never had the ability to cross the hurdle in her heart, and she no longer had the courage to practice medicine.
"Xiao Ran, how can you be virtuous, every time I hear your parents mention you, their faces are full of pride." The news in Maji Township is closed, yes, and Shan Zhien doesn't know what happened today.
Xia Xingran was about to tell him about today's events, when he saw a middle-aged woman in coarse linen clothes walking over, patting her thigh and scolding: "You old thing, I knew you came here again, my son's stomach hurt more and more, why don't you hurry up and take a look!" ”
Han Chenluo's eyes rolled, and he secretly thought to himself, this is an opportunity sent by God. Hurriedly pushed Xia Xingran and said, "Sister, you can't sit idly by, why don't you hurry up and help?" ”
These words reminded Shan Zhien, and without waiting for Xia Xingran to speak, he had already pulled Xia Xingran to his tricycle, and Han Chenluo also hurriedly followed, and rushed to Shan Zhien's house together.