"I'm just over there by the door."
As soon as she stood up, Xiaomei quickly put a package on her seat to take up space.
The station in City D is in the suburbs. As soon as Lin Qingqing stepped out of the station, she felt that the air was much fresher. It was an era without industrial pollution, an era that did not require an oxygen mask for travel. This benefit was particularly obvious.
Starting in 2065, air pollution will be so severe that people will have to wear oxygen masks to filter the air almost all the time when outdoors, otherwise their lungs and bodies will have problems.
There were very few people outside the station. As the sun was about to set, the air was neither too hot nor too cold, and the summer breeze was very cool. Lin Qingqing's fatigue was mostly dissipated by the wind. She took a walk around the station. The station was very small, and it only took about ten minutes to walk around it.
Seeing that it was still early, Lin Qingqing found a chair to sit on and took out a medical book from the space to read.
She used to be a medical genius, but there was still a gap in her medical knowledge from a hundred years ago. Last time, she went to the Municipal Military Research Institute and borrowed a few contemporary medical books from the director, hoping to get a rough understanding of the medical level of this era.
Lin Qingqing was flipping through the book, immersed in it, and didn't notice that an old man sat quietly next to her.
"Is this lady a medical student?"
Lin Qingqing turned her head suddenly, and found that an old man with white hair had sat down next to her. The old man was alone and had no luggage. He looked very friendly, making it difficult for people to feel disgusted.
Lin Qingqing thought he was here to send someone off. She closed the book, pursed her lips and smiled: "I guess he's studying medicine."
The old man glanced at Lin Qingqing's "Medical Essentials" again, thinking that Lin Qingqing was just a beginner. He looked at her as if she were a junior and said kindly, "China's medical level is still backward. Every year, tens of thousands of people lose their lives in vain due to the scarcity of medicine and inadequate treatment methods. China's future still depends on you, the younger generation."
After the old man finished speaking, he looked into the distance, his eyes shining, as if he saw some hope.
Lin Qingqing was suddenly touched. She saw in this old man the shadow of the former dean, who also had shining eyes and was dedicated to studying the all-powerful resistance factor with them, hoping to free mankind from the AT virus.
Lin Qingqing unconsciously looked at the old man a few more times. The old man looked energetic, but Lin Qingqing could see that his physical foundation was severely depleted and he didn't have much time left.
She lowered her head in thought for a moment, then gently reminded him, "Old man, you are getting older, so it would be better for you to have regular physical examinations every day."
The old man laughed. He didn't think Lin Qingqing could see his physical problems. He thought these words were just a kind reminder.
"I'm already a century old, what's the point of a physical examination? I've suffered so much in the past few years, and my body is so damaged that I can't recover. I just want to do as much as I can for the country in my last few days, so that I have no regrets."
Lin Qingqing understood what was going on. It seemed that this person was also a victim of the previous turmoil. Even if the people who were demoted could be rehabilitated, their bodies would be ruined.
However, human hearts cannot be tested. There are very few people who can still devote themselves to the country after all these years. Lin Qingqing admires them.
"Old man, I don't know how you are taking care of your health now. I have two bottles of medicine here, which were made for your parents. You can try them. Take one pill every night and you will see the effect in a few days."
Lin Qingqing took out two bottles of pills from the space covered by her pocket and handed them to the old man.
The old man smiled when he heard this. He took the two bottles of medicine from Lin Qingqing, looked at them carefully, and said with a smile: "Are you making these for your parents? Will it not be enough for me?"
Lin Qingqing waved her hand: "This pill doesn't contain any precious medicinal materials. I made a lot of them."
The old man looked at Lin Qingqing's clear eyes, smiled cheerfully, and did not refuse: "Then I will accept it, thank you, Zhi."
He put the pill into his pocket and fumbled around in it, but he didn't find any money or souvenirs, and his face looked a little embarrassed.
Lin Qingqing saw the intention behind his actions and stood up and said, "Old man, my family is still waiting for me at the station. I'll go in first, otherwise they will be worried."
After saying that, he waved his hand and walked towards the station entrance.
As soon as Lin Qingqing left, a middle-aged man came over and said, "Mr. Ruan, let's go."
When the old man saw the middle-aged man, he hurriedly said, "Xiao Zhao, give me ten yuan."
Xiao Zhao's middle-aged man was the assistant assigned to Mr. Ruan by the government. He had just sent someone off. Upon hearing Mr. Ruan's words, he quickly took out his wallet and took out two large unity banknotes: "Mr. Ruan, what are these?"
Old Ruan turned his head and looked to the left, but there was no sign of Lin Qingqing. He returned the money to Zhao Zhengming and told him what had just happened.
Zhao Zhengming immediately became anxious: "Mr. Ruan, you can't just take things given by others. Is this person a liar?" He looked suspicious. He heard Mr. Ruan say that it was a young and beautiful girl. What kind of medicine could a young girl make by herself? Pretty? Humph, she is just a scammer.
Ruan Lao glared at him angrily and said, "I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. How can I not tell whether she is lying or not? Go, go, go quickly."
After saying that, he took the lead and walked out of the station.
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