Lin Xian drew half of it, dragged it and tore it apart, sighed and laughed at himself: "It's all like this, and Da Luo Jinxian can't save it." After saying that, he kicked off the seat and sat down, looking to the side in a huff.

Qin Ruyi lowered her head with a complicated expression, and put her coat on Lin Xian, "It's cold here, be careful of catching a cold." ”

"How have you spent all these years?" Lin Xian asked suddenly

Qin Ruyi raised the misty Ruifeng eyes, thought for a while in astonishment, and smiled bitterly, "It's just like that, a little bit of boiling." ”

"Don't stay up, I'll have it in the future." Lin Xian replied

Qin Ruyi met the reddish peach blossom eyes, the corners of her mouth moved, and she nodded slightly.

She couldn't help but think of the blood-drenched image of the man with pale sideburns being put in the bag like this.

How long ago was that?

It's like it happened yesterday.

What would have happened if he had been stopped that day, would he still have a hot meal ready as usual, and would have silently counted when he heard heavy footsteps, and when the 26th sound came, the sound of the key turning.

But there will be no more.

But ten years later, the 26th footsteps returned, full of protection, with youthful frivolity, and a hint of cynicism.

She looked at the boy, and finally stopped gagging, and sighed about the scene of life and death, like a wise man who is accustomed to seeing human suffering. At this moment, she felt that this boy was complete, he had a deep and mature side of a man.

After the meeting, the door opened, and Yan Qianxue, who was wearing a nurse's uniform, stood there holding a black leather bag.

She saw that Yan Qianxue's face was frighteningly cold, so she silently stepped aside.

She felt that Yan Qianxue had a lot of trouble with her, so it was better to keep a little distance.

Yan Qianxue walked in majestically, put the leather bag on Lin Xian's lap, lowered her head and said, "There is a suicide note left for the two of you, no, it is the three of us." ”

Qin Ruyi looked sideways, and Yan Qianxue continued: "The old man said that he has no relatives anymore, and thanks to our care, he decided to divide the demolition fee into three parts as an inheritance, one to compensate the injured medical staff, one for the aftermath to be used for simple affairs, and the other to repay Miss Qin's hospitalization fee, and we will divide the rest equally." ”

"I don't have any money." Lin Xian stared at the white cloth unhappily

"There are 900,000." Yan Qianxue said

Lin Xian's eyes moved and he sat up straight, "So many, no wonder the two sons are like mad dogs." ”

"Today's consultation for the diarrheal person, with a salary of less than 5,000 yuan to support his family, he didn't dare to delay every minute or second, and he didn't think about seeking death. You still have 900,000 yuan, go to a nursing home to live, usually have nothing to do with the old ladies to play cards, by the way find a wife to come to the sunset, you can't live this day? ”

Qin Ruyi's already low mood was amused by his words later, and the corners of his mouth moved, thinking that this was really in line with his temperament.

Yan Qianxue had a calm face, "You just don't say a few words, do you want to do it next, I don't want any money anyway!" “

Qin Ruyi saw that the two of them were about to fry, so she inserted the topic in time, "I think we have something to say outside, the deceased is gone, don't take the liberty of bothering." “

Lin Xian and Yan Qianxue glared at each other and walked out of the morgue.

The late autumn sun is as warm as ever, the clouds in the sky are hanging high, and any gust of wind blows to roll up the fallen leaves, and also rolls up a white cloud and a dog.

Lin Xian is not a person who can't think about it, but Wang Guosen directly made him emo, and he even wondered if he didn't cure this ketoacidosis, but there would be no answer.

It is no wonder that Huang Qingming began to doubt his medical skills after being seen twice in a row.

Proud and confident people can't stand up to self-doubt.

At this moment, by the window on the fifth floor, Huang Qingming took a sip of water, and happened to see the three people who came out, and before they could swallow it, they hurriedly called Yan Qianxue.

Yan Qianxue's head was big for a while, and she turned her hand and handed the phone to Lin Xian, "You hurry up and talk to him, he's going to drive me crazy." “

Lin Xian lit a cigarette and looked at Senior Brother Huang's remarks, and said, "Who, I don't know you." “

Huang Qingming, who was by the window, saw Lin Xian holding his mobile phone, and his heart was excited, and he was about to brew the wording, what to say in the first sentence to attract his attention.

But Lin Xian answered the phone coldly, and opened his mouth, "I don't like men, you pester me again, believe it or not, I'll break your dog's legs!" “

After speaking, he threw the phone to Yan Qianxue.

Huang Qingming stared at his phone, and then looked at the words written in the notebook, looking confused.

"Am I opening it the wrong way?" He muttered to himself

"Crooked, Doctor Lin, I'm Huang Qingming, we met, and that was when we treated Mr. Ye's child." Huang Qingming held the notebook and dialed the phone again.

"Oh, I remember, it's Xiao Huang, is there something wrong?" Lin Xian's voice came from the other end

"Huh? That's the case, you see that it's inconvenient to put it recently, I want to invite you to have a meal to express your gratitude in person, it's Mr. Ye's thing, my...."

"Oh, it's inconvenient. It's okay, it's okay, you see when you have time. ”

"Oh, okay, okay, excuse me." Huang Qingming hung up the phone happily, and then carefully wrote down in the notebook that he was about to be in Biao Niuzhuang on November 31.

Huh?

That's not right.

Isn't this word pronounced ben?

It seems that Dr. Lin's Chinese pinyin is not very good.

But think about it, these words are not as good as hyoscyamine, fluorouracil and the like, both written and read.

"Is there a 31st in November?" Yan Qianxue pursed her lips and muttered, then quickly chased after her, pulling Lin Xian's arm, "I haven't rechecked after nursing you last time, how is it now." “

Qin Ruyi stopped, looked at the slightly ambiguous move, and thought to herself that Lin Xian had really planted the seed, this little girl seemed to be a little interesting to him.

An inexplicable sense of crisis came to her heart, but instinct drove her to choose to observe for a while, after all, the years are here, and the preemptive strike is easy to be passive.

"I want to be quiet for a while." Lin Xian stepped on the cigarette butt, shook off Yan Qianxue's arm, and walked to the door with his pocket.

...........

Quanshan Cemetery.

Walking ten kilometers west along the Outer Ring National Highway of Nanluo City, rows of tombstones faintly emerge in the green hills.

Lin Xian brought a bottle of wine and cigarettes, and followed the stairs back to a neat tombstone.

He poured a deep glass of wine and lit three cigarettes.

He leaned against the stele and smoked a few cigarettes before he looked at the portrait with pale sideburns and a deep face.

"Lao Qin, I brought you a bottle of Wuliangye, get up and drink!"

"I had to come to see you as soon as I returned to Nanluo, it was my mistake." He fell to his knees and knocked his head three times

"I'll take care of your girl, if you really don't worry, I'll be your son-in-law."

"If you are against this business, get up and drink this wine." Lin Xian pointed to the wine glass

"it!"

Lin Xian jumped up in shock, and an inexplicable gust of wind blew over the paper cups and spilled the wine on the ground.

"Not really, I'm kidding. Eliminate gas, eliminate gas. “

Lin Xian smiled and poured the full cup again, and the scenes in his mind appeared like a movie.

Rain, heavy rain, like a beaded curtain hanging from the sky.

The young man with a medicine basket on his back on the winding mountain road walked barefoot and struggled.

Fever, dizziness.

Silver-gray van cargo.

Army green raincoat.

Deep man.

Warm carriage, a cup of tea.

Rough big hands.

Rich herbal flavor, black soup.

Bitter.

....

Sharp and piercing sounds, the impact of the earth shaking and shaking

Car accident....

"Why can't I always remember some clips, I just remember that the ambulance was already far away when I came back from buying you alcohol."

"Alas.... Your daughter dreamed of you, crying a lot, you took the time to give her a dream, she didn't have a good life at all. But don't worry, I'll protect her. “

......

Qin Ruyi passed by a taxi, she had walked this road many times, and every time she came, she would have a different state of mind, she put the roast chicken and liquor in front of the tomb, and just bent down to light the fire paper, but her eyes widened in an instant.

She stood up and looked out over the lush winding mountain road, the cab's taillights disappearing at the end of the mountain.