As usual, Xiuqing held free medical consultations in the community compound on weekends. Most of the residents in the urban villages were migrant workers with poor lives. They were old and had accumulated a lot of old illnesses, and they lined up to see her for treatment.
There were a few young people helping out in the yard, busying around her, and some of them would come up to her from time to time and try to talk to her.
Xiuqing knew that their intentions in coming here to help might not be pure, and that they only acted based on their actions, not their hearts, so she just politely kept her distance.
After giving the old lady acupuncture, Xiuqing drew aside the curtain and walked out, and saw a strong young man carrying two boxes of goods walking out of the hall.
He saw Xiuqing, a woman in white, and nodded silently, just to say hello.
"Fang...Ming? You've worked hard. Thank you for coming to help."
The man was silent with a hint of surprise on his face. He was surprised that the doctor could call out his name. He nodded awkwardly.
"It's not hard, it's not hard."
Xiuqing smiled politely and turned to leave.
Watching Xiuqing gradually walk away, I could see her peaceful smile, her gentleness during the free clinic, and the way she was loved by everyone when she walked among the crowds...
The young man carrying the goods looked down at himself, his dirty clothes, and his skin darkened by the wind and sun. He had a gloomy expression and turned away.
Don't think too much, just make more money, my sister is going to college...
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When Xiuqing arrived at the consultation room, she felt a little dazed. Her mind seemed a little foggy and her memory was scattered.
"Didn't you get enough rest?"
She shook her head, cheered herself up and continued working, "Next one."
The door of the room slowly opened, and a woman's figure walked in and sat down opposite her.
Xiuqing was stunned, looking at the cold and aloof woman in a white coat in front of her, looking at her. The scene before her was like looking in a mirror.
"Have you really been staying up too late lately?"
Both Xiuqing were muttering to themselves.
"Who are you?"
The somewhat strange person in front of me whispered to myself, "I am you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared.
Xiuqing opened her eyes wide and felt her consciousness begin to blur. Inexplicable memories played in her mind like a kaleidoscope.
She was terrified when the end of the world came, panicked when she was found in the warehouse by Wang Xiaoming, helpless and sad when she devoted herself to Fang Ming, and the memories entangled with him...
When she came to her senses, she muttered to herself, "A lucid dream? This feels too ridiculous."
Xiuqing stood up and walked out of the room. Familiar people in the hall greeted her warmly. All of them died later.
I walked back the way I came and met the young man who had just moved the goods in the corridor.
The moment Fang Ming saw Xiuqing, he subconsciously lowered his head and greeted her.
At this time, he still seemed reserved and silent, far from being as reckless as he was later.
Xiuqing suddenly felt it was a bit amusing, a faint smile appeared on her face, and her cold temperament seemed even softer.
Fang Ming was stunned for a moment, and with an embarrassed look on his face he stepped aside to let her pass.
Unexpectedly, a bare hand pressed on his chest and pushed him against the wall. Xiuqing and the stunned Fang Ming looked at each other and sized him up carefully.
Why didn’t I notice before that the honest Fang Ming looked inexplicably cute, but later when he became unruly, it became annoying.
"Dad...doctor, what's wrong with you?"
Xiuqing moved her fingertips and asked curiously, "You are nervous, don't you like me?"
Fang Ming was stunned when he heard this. "Doctor, are you drunk? Let me help you to rest."
Xiuqing's vision was a little blurry, but only Fang Ming in front of her was particularly clear, "You, how could you be so well-behaved sometimes..."
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