Chapter 42 The man who stood up was so tall
Ye Xiaomei's heart was beating fast.
As the car pulled into the station, a large group of drivers on motorcycles and tricycles soon came, all looking for passengers.
Ye Xiaomei has broadened her horizons. It seems that as long as one has some capital to invest, there are many money-making projects. No wonder people in the mountains always want to go to big cities. Aren’t they here to see the world?
Ye Xiaomei was dazzled by what she saw, and suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder.
Ye Xiaomei turned around suddenly and saw a bearded man in his forties.
"Where are you going, comrade? Two yuan within the Fourth Ring Road."
It looks like that uncle is also a solicitor.
Ye Xiaomei looked at the motorcycle he was riding. Two yuan was something she could afford. However, Xiaomei had no idea whether the Military General Hospital was within the Fourth Ring Road as he mentioned.
"Um... Is the Military General Hospital within the Fourth Ring Road?" Ye Xiaomei clutched the cloth bag tightly and looked around anxiously as she asked this question.
I didn't expect that I would feel such a fear when I first entered the city, especially the tall buildings and the crowds of people rushing back and forth, which made me feel confused as to where to go.
"Then in the outer ring, it costs five dollars."
The uncle stretched out five fingers, looked Ye Xiaomei up and down, took out a squeezed pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket, picked out a bent cigarette from it and put it in his mouth. His eyes were fixed on Ye Xiaomei's chest, and he forgot to light the cigarette for a moment.
"Five dollars? Then, how about four dollars?" Ye Xiaomei counted on her fingers and found that she only had twelve dollars on hand. If she took out another five dollars, she would have no money left. She hadn't even eaten all day.
The bearded man's pupils shrank: "Okay, okay, four dollars is four dollars."
"Thank you, uncle." Ye Xiaomei happily got on the motorcycle.
It's really cool to ride on this motorcycle, and it's much easier than riding a bicycle. We quickly left the crowded Chaocheng Bus Station.
The roads in the city are all made of cement, and the telephone poles are also made of cement. The pedestrians walking back and forth on the roadside are all dressed very beautifully, especially that curly hair, which Ye Xiaomei has never seen in the countryside.
And more! Ye Xiaomei stared at the girl's high heels. Oh my god, how can she walk in such high heels?
“Crunch!”
With the sound of brakes, Ye Xiaomei bumped into the bearded man's back. "What's wrong?"
The bearded man chuckled and said, "Try the brakes, girl. You're not afraid."
Ye Xiaomei lost interest in enjoying the scenery and nodded hesitantly.
Ye Xiaomei held the cloth bag in her hand against her chest to protect it. Perhaps the bearded man sensed something and did not brake suddenly to take advantage of her along the way.
The Military General Hospital is located in the outer ring of Chaocheng. The flow of people is not as busy as in the city, but there are several small parks with a very elegant environment. There are young and beautiful girls strolling back and forth, and some elderly people accompanied by their families taking a leisurely walk.
A man in a neatly washed military uniform was walking with the old man, taking one step at a time:
"Uncle Liao, I'm really unfilial for asking you to leave this time."
Old Liao chuckled, his dark red face showing pride: "Even if I can't perform the operation on you, this trip is not in vain. On the contrary, I am very happy to see that you don't need amputation. I can live ten more years."
"You're exaggerating Uncle Liao." Ma Qijun limped and supported Uncle Liao as they walked towards the Military General Hospital.
"You promised me to let me meet the acupuncturist who gave you acupuncture. It is said that Chinese medicine is most concerned with health preservation. I want to learn something for my own use now that I am old. Maybe I can live to see you get married and have children." At this point, Mr. Liao suddenly stopped and pointed his finger at Ma Qijun:
"You, you're only concerned about the country's affairs. I can't wait for you to get married. I guess I'll have to let my grandson burn me to death by then."
Ma Qijun's heart was moved. Although Mr. Liao was not his direct superior, he had promoted him many times many years ago and had given him a chance to succeed. Now, the old man was criticizing him about marriage:
"To be honest, that...that person is actually my fiancée."
After saying this, Mr. Liao stopped on the curb. Across the road was the gate of the Military General Hospital. Cars whizzed past on the road, but they were not as bright as the shocked eyes of Mr. Liao as he looked at Ma Qijun.
He pointed his finger at his "grandson": "Good boy, you didn't even inform me that you were getting married, and you married a doctor."
"You are old now, and I don't want you to travel a long way. If we want to visit you, it should be after we get married that we come together to visit you."
Ma Qijun did not mention a word about the woman being a doctor's business. People in the countryside were not well educated and did not know much about the law, but he had to understand that Yip Xiaomei did not have a medical license.
Three days ago, Ma Qijun had undergone a complete examination and it was found that his bones were healing at an extremely fast rate and his nerve endings were being repaired. At that time, Mr. Liao had already asked Ma Qijun about this.
You won't tell me, right? Then I'll keep him in the hospital for observation. When a phone call came home to report the news, Wang Lan thought it was a serious matter and quickly packed up her things and came over.
"You are a good talker." Mr. Liao didn't think much about it. Just as he was about to step onto the road, he pulled back and asked, "Xiao Ma, how old is your fiancée?"
To be able to learn such skills in traditional Chinese medicine, he must be at least fifty years old. This guy would not marry a half-woman just because he is lame, right?
Just at this moment, a motorcycle stopped across the road. With a creaking sound, Ye Xiaomei's body hit the bearded man's back.
"Don't think I don't know you're being a hooligan on purpose."
Ye Xiaomei jumped off the motorcycle with a red face and frantically took out five yuan from her pocket:
"Change."
Ma Qijun on this side of the road narrowed his eyes.
These few days, the wedding day was getting closer and closer, and he missed Ye Xiaomei more and more. He missed her so much that he couldn't close his eyes all night long. As soon as he closed his eyes, he could only see her gentle face. When his love was at its strongest, he would even wonder if he would be embarrassed on the wedding day.
At this moment, Ye Xiaomei suddenly appeared in front of Ma Qijun. He couldn't be dreaming, right?
"Uncle Liao, please sit here and rest first." Ma Qijun's heart pounded with every limping step. How did his girl, who had never left the county, come here?
The bearded man chuckled, took out a wad of change from his jacket pocket, dipped his fingers in saliva, opened the coin, took out a dollar and handed it to Ye Xiaomei.
Ye Xiaomei was so embarrassed that she tried to grab it, but the bearded man pulled his hand away, leaving her with nothing.
"Girl, you are so soft. Here, take it." The bearded man laughed particularly obscenely. After playing the role of a hooligan and satisfying his urge to talk, he handed over another dollar.
Who would have thought that just when Ye Xiaomei turned around to leave in a rage, Ma Qijun appeared right in front of her. Ye Xiaomei was so frightened that she was speechless for a moment, and her eyes slowly moved downwards.
Before he could react, Ma Qijun punched the bearded man who had just mounted his motorcycle.
The bearded man cried out and fell to the ground along with the motorcycle. The heavy 250-inch motorcycle pressed on his legs.
Looking closely, I saw the bearded man struggling to get up, holding his head, and spitting out blood. I could see a molar in the blood in his palm.
The bearded man trembled with fear and pointed at Ma Qijun and yelled:
"You...how can you hit someone?!"
"Ah!" Ye Xiaomei screamed out of fear, but most of the words were suppressed in her throat. She quickly hid behind Ma Qijun.
Ma Qijun heard everything just now. He was bullying his woman? "Don't be afraid, Xiaomei."
"I... I'm not afraid!" Ye Xiaomei's voice was obviously trembling. She swallowed stiffly. The moment she calmed down, Ye Xiaomei looked at the shoulders that were two heads taller than her, and an unprecedented sense of security filled her heart:
"Brother Ma, he's a hooligan."
The bearded man on the ground used all his strength to pull the leg that was trapped under the motorcycle out. He stood up, covered his knee and rubbed it a few times with a grimace.
Only then did I see clearly that the man in front of me was at least 1.9 meters tall and there was no way I could win in a fight.
But he was still wearing a military uniform, and this was the Army General Hospital:
"You silly girl, don't talk nonsense. It was obviously you who seduced me."
After saying this, he picked up the motorcycle and was about to run away.
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