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Chapter 402

The old woman knocked on the door lightly: "Doctor Zhang, there is nothing more important than living a good life. To live, you must eat first." She spoke in a very thin and slow voice, with a touch of his own. Familiar hometown accent.

Zhang Wenxuan turned his face slowly, and saw a dark door.He walked forward unknowingly, holding the scalpel in one hand, and pressing the other hand against the window.

Mo Lan's curtains drooped silently.The wind squeezed in through the gap in the window, gently lifting a corner.The electric lights in the corridor filtered in.

He saw a thin old woman with a kind face and neat clothes, holding a nurse's cap and comb.Xiaomei was sitting by the stairs holding a thin white bowl with a lid.The hair was clearly messed up and recombed.

"Xiaomei, and this old mother."

"If I die in the office and they stay here overnight, they will definitely be implicated."

The scalpel, which had saved countless lives, became hot in his hand.Originally, he only wanted to give his life in his twenties a sad end.Their persistence and sincerity finally warmed his scarred heart.

A quarter of an hour feels like a year.

Shi Ma was close to the door and heard the sound of the lock turning.The door opened slowly.A young man of medium build, wearing glasses, and wearing a white coat covered with tears and wrinkles appeared in front of his eyes.

"Doctor Zhang, I'm here to deliver food to Miss. As long as you're fine"

Mama Shi noticed something strange before she could be happy.Behind him, there was no sound at all.Zhang Wenxuan and she looked at the stairs at the same time.I saw a lonely white porcelain bowl placed upright on the ground, but Xiaomei's figure disappeared.

"Miss's illness is still not cured. I miss you and quietly came to work early in the morning. Where can she go?"

"My old eyes are dim, and I don't know when she left."

Shi Ma babbled as she walked.Zhang Wenxuan didn't speak, just ran silently along the familiar corridors and rooms one by one.

At the pharmacy on the first floor, Xiaomei walked towards the dormitory with difficulty, holding on to the wall.Everything in front of her was shaking, and the severe pain in her chest made her cough uncontrollably.

Just now, while waiting for the door to open, she felt her own terrifying body temperature.She has a high fever and cannot infect Shi Ma and Zhang Wenxuan.Hastily went downstairs to find some medicine, and then hide.

The dormitory door is closed.The windows were also dark.It's less than a meter away from the door.Her physical strength was also exhausted, and she fell to the ground with a "plop".The cold night is so long.Her mind was in a daze, and she heard Shi Ma's crying for a while, and Zhang Wenxuan talking again for a while.

When I opened my eyes again, the sunlight had filled the room.The curtains in the bedroom were half opened, and the goldfish that was raised on weekdays was sticking to the glass tank, spitting blisters.

"Miss, you are finally awake!" Shi Ma, who was guarding the bed, stood up happily, and took her hand, "The fever is gone, that's great. Doctor Zhang is in the living room downstairs, I'm going to call him up."

When Xiaomei changed her pajamas, she smelled alcohol on her body.There was also a large bottle of medicine and several packs of pills by the bedside.She walked down the stairs with her slippers on.

"Has Wenxuan really been here?"

There was no one on the sofa in the living room.Shi Ma came over with a newspaper full of apologies, "Miss, Dr. Zhang sent us back last night. He gave you an injection and gave you medicine. You have been staying in the living room and let me take care of you."

"He said you won't go upstairs until you wake up. A newspaper delivery man came over just now. He took a look at it and said goodbye to me hurriedly. Well, even the medicine chest is still in the living room, and he has to come back Take it."

She looked in the direction Shima pointed.Sure enough, there was a brown medicine box on the ground next to the sofa.

Xiaomei's eyes fell on the front page of the newspaper, which turned out to be the obituary issued by the Tang family.She clutched her chest and sighed: "Mama Shi, don't let the postman deliver the newspapers during this time."

The Tang family's house is very spacious.It not only accommodated people from all walks of life who came to express their condolences, but also placed piles of wreaths and elegiac couplets.Boss Tang and Mrs. Tang were already crying hoarsely, and the housekeeper and servants took care of the scene.

A bicycle from far to near.Zhang Wenxuan approached the piece of black gauze and white flowers with red eyes.After he left Xiaomei's house, he went back to the hospital to pick up his bicycle and the engagement ring he bought for his fiancée.

This afternoon, the gate was jammed with people and vehicles.Zhang Wenxuan parked his car at a place on the side of the road, staggered towards the door, and squeezed into the dark crowd.

Tears have already soaked the shirt and white coat.When he heard the bad news from Yue Shan, he never stopped grieving.The band was playing a Western funeral tune.He also saw foreign priests wearing black clothes and crosses getting out of the carriage.

Zhang Wenxuan stared at the pastor and prayed.She is a Christian.Honest, kind and helpful.After the pastor finished praying, eight people came out together carrying a delicate white coffin.It was time to take her coffin to church.A new round of crying broke out from the relatives on both sides.

His hands were pinched by the crowd and he couldn't move.I can only look up to the sky and shout:
"Yuexian, I'm here! I shouldn't have called you to go out, it's a big mistake."

"Just ask your family to let me see you for the last time. If they arrest me in a fit of anger, I won't have any resistance."

Although there were a lot of people, his sudden confession was still enough to set off a stormy sea.Mrs. Tang was so angry that she pointed at him and scolded him on the spot: "You are shameless, give me back my daughter, give me back my daughter!"

Boss Tang's face was ashen, and he whispered to the housekeeper. Immediately, four people crowded in front of him from different directions, twisting their arms, and binding them, as if they were going to arrest him and exchange Miss Tang's with Hades. order.

There was a lot of noise in my ears, but my body was beaten and kicked solidly.He said nothing, only wept.A burly man with an iron rod in his hand dragged him to a place about twenty meters away from the coffin, and shouted sharply:
"The master asked you to kneel down and kowtow a thousand times! After kowtowing, I will send you to the police station for a prison meal!"

Zhang Wenxuan is not afraid of going to jail, nor is he afraid of death.He closed his eyes, and bowed twice towards the snow-white coffin.Then, crying and kowtowing.

In the chaos, a dozen or so policemen suddenly appeared.In sharp contrast to the perfunctory handling of the car accident scene, they came quickly to maintain order with guns in hand.

Zhang Wenxuan, who was kneeling and kowtowing, was helped up by a young man rushing towards him.His forehead was bleeding, blurring the lenses of his glasses.But this man was full of aura, as soon as he came up, he unceremoniously pressed the pistol on the belly of the big man who was guarding the doctor.

"Is your Boss Tang crazy? The well-known families in the capital don't even know the law, and even resorted to lynching!"

(End of this chapter)