Chapter 51 Good and Bad People Are Right Next to You
Zhong Qiao took his father to a nearby hospital to register, did some minor tests, and the report came out quickly.
The male doctor in a white coat held the report and scribbled something on it with a black pen. Without even looking up, he said, "It's nothing, just a little high blood pressure. You need to eat a lighter diet."
Mr. Zhong leaned forward and sat back on the stool. He put his uneasy heart back into his stomach and breathed a sigh of relief: "I told you it was okay earlier. Why waste this time? Your mother will scold me again when we get home."
This result obviously exceeded Zhong Qiao's expectations.
Zhong Qiao took the report and didn't want to miss any line. It showed that except for high blood pressure, all indicators were normal.
But, that’s not right.
In his previous life, Mr. Zhong passed away within a few years. Although he claimed that he was angered to death by his rebellious daughter, Mr. Zhong was in good health. In his middle age, he quit drinking and smoking and ate a light diet. It can be said that he was very healthy.
For such a middle-aged person who loves health preservation, it is impossible for him to die suddenly even if he gets angry.
In this world, there are very few cases of people being angered to death.
Zhong Qiao had to be more careful.
"Ladies, if you're done reading, please leave."
Seeing her puzzled expression, the male doctor frowned and waved towards the door.
"There's a bunch of people waiting in line behind here to see a doctor. You've already taken up too much time."
Zhong Qiao raised his eyes and came back to his senses.
The patient in line behind him urged impatiently, "What's going on? It's taking so long and you still haven't finished seeing me?"
"That's right," someone chimed in, with a dissatisfied tone. "It's freezing cold, and we came all the way from the county town just to see Dr. Luo. Can you please hurry up?"
"alright."
Mr. Zhong then pulled at Zhong Qiao's sleeve, lifted his butt off the stool, and prepared to take her away.
"The doctor said everything is fine, so it must be right. We should go back. If we stay outside for too long, your mother will be worried."
No, that's not right.
Zhong Qiao stood up, clutching the report tightly, her knuckles turning blue and white. Her thoughts had already devoured her rationality. The situation before her was beyond her expectations, ruining her plan, but she had to remain calm.
Zhong Qiao glanced at the card on the male doctor's chest. There were two lines of words clearly written on it - Attending Physician, Luo Xiu.
"Doctor Luo, this is it."
Zhong Qiao tried his best to keep his tone calm.
"My dad fell into the water while saving someone, and I'm worried he might have sequelae. Could you give me your email address? I'd like to consult you when the time comes."
Luo Xiu was still prescribing medicine for them when he paused writing and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had heard something interesting: "Rescuing someone from drowning? From the 721st Workers' University?"
Zhong Qiao was startled, then nodded slowly: "Yes."
Is this still the year of information congestion in 1976? News spreads incredibly fast.
Luo Xiu seemed to see through her thoughts and patiently explained, "The woman who fell into the water happened to be in our hospital. We were the first to know about your father saving her. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. You did a good deed."
"It's just a coincidence." Zhong Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Zhong's father.
Saving people is a good thing, but it is too reckless. I don’t know if it will bring trouble to their family in the future.
Then, a slender and clean hand reached out to her.
Luo Xiu shook the paper in his hand and said, "Comrade, this is my mailbox address. If you're still worried, you can write to me. But let me make it clear first, the first three times are free, but after that, there will be a fee."
Zhong Qiao nodded and took it.
The crowded crowd at the back had already started swearing, making it difficult to stay, so they quickly left.
After walking for a while and reaching the corner, Zhong Qiao didn't have time to put the paper into her pocket when she felt a black screen in front of her eyes. She was hit so hard that her eyes were dizzy. Then she heard a cry of pain.
The voice is somewhat familiar.
Mr. Zhong, who was walking behind, was startled and quickly went to pull her: "Qiao Qiao, are you okay? That was a pretty serious bump."
Zhong Qiao covered his head, feeling extremely painful.
The other party also fell quite hard. Due to the impact, he sat down on the ground with his butt, his face wrinkled in pain.
Zhong's father scolded him: "You female comrade, why don't you watch where you walk? You just keep bumping into people."
What if it gets damaged? Qiao Qiao is still in confinement after giving birth.
He carefully glanced at Zhong Qiao's belly.
"Dad, I'm fine." Zhong Qiao patted his arm soothingly and looked at the ground.
"I'm sorry, comrade." Fang Nan fell hard and was so dizzy that he rubbed his butt before he could even see the other person clearly.
It's her fault. She was thinking about something and was absent-minded. She was in the wrong and should admit it.
Fang Nan took a deep breath and looked up.
Zhong Qiao's face then bumped into her eyes.
The two looked at each other, both stunned.
"Fang Nan?"
Zhong Qiao endured the pain on his forehead and stood where he was. He frowned and stretched out his white and clean hand towards her, "Are you okay?"
Father Zhong looked at Zhong Qiao, then at Fang Nan: "Do you know each other?"
"Dad, this is the female comrade who borrowed books I told you about." Zhong Qiao said.
After saying this, Mr. Zhong's forehead, which had been twisted into a "川" shape, relaxed a little.
"So it's you."
"Hello, uncle." Fang Nan greeted him, his face so red that it seemed like blood was about to bleed.
Meeting someone she knew, Fang Nan felt embarrassed. Perhaps because she was afraid that Zhong Qiao would notice that something was wrong with her, she pretended to casually move her bangs to try to cover her red and swollen cheeks.
"Big Qiao, what are you doing here?"
Fang Nan took Zhong Qiao's hand, used the force to stand up, and casually brushed off the dust on his butt.
Zhong Qiao, who has always been very observant, noticed that her eyes were red, especially her energetic little face, which was half-covered and seemed a little swollen.
Zhong Qiao felt a little embarrassed, but did not expose it in person.
They each have their own thoughts.
Zhong Qiao was worried about Fang Nan's experience in his previous life, or about the results of Zhong's father's physical examination.
In the previous life, Fang Nan means Nanfang.
Her life was not good. After being kept by Xu Shaojun, her financial situation improved a little, but the money was only enough for her and her younger sister to barely live.
Moreover, in addition to supporting Nan Fang, Xu Shaojun also had irregular girlfriends in other cities. Every time he went on a business trip, he summoned these poor girls like an emperor.
When Xu Shaojun was young, he hated his father Zhong who was a drunkard and a gambler, but he himself had the same character as his father.
He is obsessed with novelty, loves cold violence, and tells lies all the time, making those young girls crazy about him.
Girls who had been tortured by Xu Shaojun to the point of mental breakdown would often come to his house. Unable to find the culprit, they would vent their anger on Nan Fang.
As for the person involved, Xu Shaojun went on a trip to Yunnan with his new love, living a carefree life.
If possible, Zhong Qiao doesn't want this to happen again.
only--
She had only been to the South three times and didn't know much about it. What she knew now came from her neighbors and Song Shuling.
The only thing that is certain is that Fang Nan’s sister was retaliated by her ex-boyfriend, and the Fang family’s house was also burned down.
Zhong Qiao was not sure of the exact year, month and day.
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