The next day, early in the morning.

The staff of the hospital cafeteria suddenly brought several small carts for breakfast.

But there are not many varieties, only crude soy milk and fresh steamed buns, and nothing else.

But even so, the families of the patients gathered around as if they had seen the delicacies of the mountains and the sea.

"Slow down, slow down, it's enough, don't want money!"

"What? If you don't need money, will the hospital do such a good thing? ”

"Big brother, I heard you right, do you really want money?"

Many of the patient's family members asked in disbelief, some of them had been in the hospital for months and had never heard of such a good thing.

The cafeteria manager nodded and said, "It's only one day today, and there won't be one tomorrow." ”

When many family members heard this, although they were disappointed, they also knew that this was the freedom of the hospital.

But what they didn't expect was that this custom would be passed down in this hospital.

The reason why it is said that there will be no tomorrow is because I am afraid that some people will deliberately take advantage of loopholes.

Although it is unlikely that you will deliberately sleep here for a night's breakfast, this will at least minimize this probability.

First of all, I only send the usual soy milk and steamed buns, and then I declare that there will be no tomorrow, with the blessing of this double buff, every day's breakfast can be guaranteed to be given to those who need it most.

The reason why the hospital did this is because in the early hours of this morning, a phone call came to the mobile phone of the hospital director overnight, saying that he was willing to invest 1 million a month to provide free breakfast to these doctors and patients who have no money for accommodation and food.

One million is equivalent to two million fresh steamed buns, even if everyone eats two a day, it is enough for more than 30,000 people to eat.

Even if the cost of soy milk is excluded, it is enough for 10,000 people to eat fresh breakfast every month, which can help more than 100,000 people a year.

People worship this hospital as a fairy hospital, but they soon learn from the administrator that it was sent by a host.

Moreover, the hospital would never dare to make any false accounts on it.

Because this host is not only from the national station, but also the deputy director of the national station.

Soon after, all the poor and desperate people who came to this hospital remembered the name of this host-

Lu Ming!

……

While the administrator was handing out breakfast, Lu Ming sat in a corner of the hall and watched all this quietly.

Looking at every haggard person, a smile appeared on his face, and every hungry person had something to eat, he smiled heartily.

Since last night, he has decided to use all the commercial copyright fees of his ancestors for the benefit of future generations, and he doesn't want any of it, and he can do as much as he can.

After all, he now has an iron job salary from the National Taiwan and Historical Research Institute, the money that the system rewards for every period, and occasionally grabs 500,000 yuan to get a bounty.

Coupled with the share of the figures, these are enough for a hundred lives to eat and drink without worry, and the commercial copyright fee is dispensable.

But if all this money goes to these people who need it, then there is a lot that can be done.

However, at this moment, Lu Ming suddenly saw that in the crowd, the old man who prayed last night was taking care of himself and eating the steamed buns in the sack.

Lu Ming walked up to him and reminded:

"Grandpa, there's fresh steamed buns there."

The old man waved his hand and said:

"I still have a lot of people who are still hungry, stay ...... Leave it for them to eat. ”

Hearing this, Lu Ming suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

In these years, how many rich people have been staring at the three melons and two dates of the poor, and they can't wait to peel the skin that week, but how ironic is it that a simple and unpretentious peasant uncle only has a group of broken steamed buns in his hands, but he wants to leave the good ones to others?

Thinking of this, a character suddenly popped up in Lu Ming's mind!

Perhaps, it's time to talk to him?

Just as Lu Ming was about to continue thinking, a call suddenly came to his mobile phone.

Lu Ming took it out and saw that it was He Zhengming calling.

"Captain He." Lu Ming took the phone.

A voice came from the phone:

"Mr. Lu, we have found out the whereabouts of Ellie, she is hiding in the mountains in the western suburbs, and we are conducting a carpet search!"

"Okay."

Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and in this way, Ellie had nowhere to escape.

If more clues about the sunset can be extracted from her mouth, it will be too helpful to get back the Yongle Sword.

After thinking about it, Lu Ming walked out of the hospital quickly, intending to join the encirclement of Ai Li in person.

Whatever you say this time, you can't let her run away!

"Buzz!"

The red flag car started quickly, Lu Ming drove directly to the door, and disappeared into the hospital with a right turn.

Behind him, everyone who received breakfast showed a simple smile.

Maybe they will have to face the dilemma they can't get rid of in the next second, but at least at this moment, they are happy.

"Dad, I seem to have seen Brother Lu Ming's car just now."

The man who was returning from buying breakfast with Xu Sinian heard his daughter's words, smiled at her, looked at those who were receiving breakfast for free, and said:

"Missing, if one day, Brother Lu Ming encounters danger, what will you do?"

"Sinian will shout out loudly, let Brother Lu Ming run quickly, and then help Brother Lu Ming block the bad guys!"

Xiao Sinian clenched his fists and waved.

The man laughed out loud, and then said solemnly:

"If there is a day, Dad will be with you."

……

"Phew—"

At eight o'clock in the morning, the sun rises in the east.

A blood-red war horse rushed to the foot of the mountain in the western suburbs, and the young man on the horse stopped, looked at the special combat team members gathered at the bottom of the mountain, and asked:

"Did you find Ellie?"