In the southern region, the rainy season in November and February is getting colder and colder.

"The Divine Doctor is on this mountain, right?"

The young man sat in a wheelchair and looked at the mountain through the window of the homestay.

The strong man who looked like a bodyguard standing next to him smiled and affirmed this answer, "Yes, young master, as long as you find a miracle doctor, your leg will definitely be healed." ”

The young man in the wheelchair lowered his head and slowly stroked his legs, half of his long hair hanging down slightly behind his head, covering his eyes.

The young man seemed to think of something, and he chuckled under his breath, tapping his fingers on his thighs.

"Let's go up the hill now." He proposed.

The bodyguard stared at the cloudy sky outside, and wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, "Young master, it's getting dark, and it's about to rain, for your safety, it's still ......"

"Go now, now." The young man was stubborn.

"Okay, I'll get ready."

The men left.

The young man took out a brass pocket watch with a photo from his bosom and stared at the woman in the photo, slightly distracted.

When the bodyguard turned back, he happened to see him staring at the photo in a daze, "Young master, are you looking at the photo of the young lady again?" ”

Although the woman in the photo wore makeup, she still couldn't hide her sick and haggard appearance, and her bloom had already withered, so she only left a photo for the young master to remember.

It's embarrassing, but this hard-working couple should be reunited soon.

The young master's health is not good, and he will not live long.

"It's nothing, just pack it up and leave." The youth urged.

By the time I went up the mountain, it was almost dark.

The shadows of the trees almost obscured the remaining light, and a small lamp was placed in the young man's wheelchair.

"Young master, this place is wild and terrifying." The bodyguard observes the surroundings.

"What are you afraid of? Could it be that there will be ghosts in the mountains who will bite me first and then you, and eat us all? The young man tapped lightly on his leg.

As if he were joking, he was unaffected by the horror around him.

The cold metalwork leaned against the young man's neck.

"Is it possible that you won't be eaten by ghosts, but someone will still kill you?" The bodyguard chuckled under his breath.

He didn't know why someone hired him to solve such a sick, quiet and poor young master, but he took money to do things, and the object that needed to be solved was weaker, and it was easier for him to make money.

Being held against his neck with a sharp weapon, the young man was not in a hurry, but just raised his hand and pointed in a direction.

"Watch out over there."

The bodyguard sneered.

Death is on the verge of death, and it is useless to play any tricks.

In the next second, he heard a sound in the nearby grass, and a black thing rolled out of the bushes and smashed directly on his head.

The thing moved twice, barely got up, and only saw that it was a person when there was light.

"Can you stun him?" The young man leaned on the back of a wheelchair.

The man didn't speak, and without hesitation, knocked the bodyguard unconscious.

"Put on his clothes and come with me."

And the people of the earth did so.

He changed his clothes, lowered the brim of his hat a lot, pushed his wheelchair, and went down the mountain under the instructions of the young man.

Back at the hotel, the man took off his hat and turned to the man in the wheelchair.

"Why are you helping me?"

The young man handed him a clean, moist towel, "Improvised, and you're in a bad situation yourself, aren't you?" ”

"Fang Xing, is that the name?"

Fang Xing took the towel and wiped his face briefly, the stains mixed with blood stains stuck to the towel,

He paid a little price when he ran out, and now he looks a little embarrassed. There are two more scars on the right side of the face, one straight through the eyeball, and there are a lot of abrasions on the body.

He stared at the young man's face, still vigilant.

The recent experience made him understand that it is easy to trust and lose his life.

He asked again, "Why are you helping me?" ”

"Just ...... It was a man who was short in life and wanted to accumulate some yin virtue, so he kindly helped a poor little lamb passing by. ”

The young man took out a blue card from his pocket and threw it to him, "My ID card is real." ”

Lu Nancy, male, from Linjiang City, is twenty-three this year.

"Thank you."

"No, I'll get paid." Lu Nancy lowered her eyes, "Although not now." ”

It's raining.

The rain in the south was always like this, and it continued to rain all night.

The sound of the rainstorm knocking on the car window was noisy, but in Fang Xing's opinion, it was peaceful.

Lu Nancy's residence was in an old, ordinary house, with pale walls and patterned tiles on the floor.

When I entered the main entrance, I saw a table with four photographs on it, and a small incense burner in front of the photograph.

The people in the four photographs can be seen to be a father, a young girl who looks like a junior high school student, and a young woman who looks sick and haggard.

"It's my family, my parents, my sister, and my wife."

"They ......"

"Don't be curious about my privacy."

Fang Xing already knew the answer, so he didn't ask any more questions, and found a place to sit down and rest.

He just sits, but he doesn't close his eyes.

He was already a little afraid to close his eyes.

"Go to bed and rest, and Sister Bai will come to you later." Lu Nancy came in a wheelchair.

He had checked it in the car before, and Fang Xing's eyeball had been injured and necrotic and needed to be removed as soon as possible.

The man in the chair shook his head and did not speak.

Who knows what will happen to the sleeping world.

"I don't need anesthesia."

"I won't harm you, it's useful to keep you."

"If I keep it, I can trade with the Fang family?" Fang Xing raised his eyebrows, "If you want to do something that is not good for my family, I will not let you go." ”

The young man in the wheelchair pursed his lips, shrugged his shoulders, and laughed maniacally, as if he had gone mad.

"Don't let me go...... Heheha...... I don't need you to let me go, I won't live long anyway. ”

He gestured to the papers on the table.

The papers were piled up haphazardly, and it was clear that even the owner's family had no interest in sorting them out.

"There's my medical report on it, if you're interested, you can take a look at it and see how long I can live."

He had a bad heart when he was a child, and although he was relieved a lot by surgery later, he was placed under house arrest in a nursing home for many years and received various drug injections, and his health has long been bad.

Based on his current situation, the next time they meet, Fang Xing will probably come to collect his body.

"So, you want to talk to me about cooperation?" Fang Xing understood.

Since this person has a short life, he obviously wants to use the family behind him to help him do things after his death, and since he has a request for him, there is obviously room for negotiation.

It can be trusted for the time being.

"Clever."

The two glanced at each other, shook hands with each other, and reached a temporary relationship of trust.

Torrential rain outside the window washed over the land.

I'd like to call this a play for two widowers

This is why my cousin knows which mountain the male protagonist is on in the feature film (yes, he is reborn), then again, every time my cousin appears with the male and female protagonists, he is always prone to assassination and other bad things, what an unlucky physique.

About my cousin's own story, if someone wants to see it in the future, it will probably be a black-hearted liar's wife-chasing crematorium (it is impossible to open it, and you didn't comment that you want to see it)