Gao Dapeng didn't know how long he cried in front of his brother's tombstone. At the end, his body became weak and his forehead was hot. After waiting for Yuan Fangguo and Xu Liming to carry him out of the cemetery, Gao Dapeng's face turned red.
When Yuan Fangguo saw him like this, he quickly reached out his hand to his forehead, and sure enough, Gao Dapeng had a fever.
"Uncle, it's not good. Dapeng has a fever." Yuan Fangguo said with an embarrassed look on his face.
When Xu Liming heard this, he quickly reached out and touched Gao Dapeng's forehead, and it was indeed very hot.
"I, I don't have a fever..." The corners of Gao Dapeng's mouth twitched slightly.
"Are you leaving today?" Xu Liming asked repeatedly.
"I'm afraid he can't leave today. Don't be fooled by his tall appearance, he is actually very weak." Yuan Fangguo knows Gao Dapeng best.
"Then I have to go first. There is something urgent at work." Xu Liming's face looked a little sad.
"You go first. I'll accompany him to the hospital here."
"Do you have money?" Xu Liming said as he was about to take out money.
Xu Liming has been taking care of food and accommodation for the past two days, so Yuan Fangguo doesn't feel comfortable accepting money from him anymore.
"Uncle, I have it in my bag." He quickly patted his waist bag.
"Okay, then you can stay here for a day. I really have to leave first. When we get back to the hotel, I'll write down my phone number for you. We can keep in touch when we have time."
It was getting late, so the three of them hurried back to the hotel. After Xu Liming wrote his phone number to Yuan Fangguo, he left quickly.
Yuan Fangguo did not dare to delay and called a tricycle to send Gao Dapeng to the hospital.
After the hospital diagnosed it, it turned out to be a fever.
After being busy with IV drips and medication until around six in the afternoon, Gao Dapeng's temperature finally dropped.
Before leaving, the doctor reminded him, "Remember to take your medicine on time and cover yourself with a blanket at night. If you can do these two things, the patient's fever will probably be gone by tomorrow morning."
After returning to the hotel, Gao Dapeng became much more conscious, but his head still hurt badly. Yuan Fangguo asked him what he wanted to eat. Gao Dapeng thought for a while before telling Yuan Fangguo that he just wanted to drink some porridge.
This was not a difficult task. After giving instructions to Gao Dapeng, Yuan Fangguo quickly walked out of the hotel and started looking for a porridge shop on the street.
It is easy to find a porridge shop in the summer. There are four or five small restaurants selling both porridge and rice noodles on the street of a few hundred meters.
Yuan Fangguo walked into a small restaurant and ordered a bowl of rice noodles. After eating it like water, he ordered a bowl of hot porridge.
The store didn't have any fast food boxes, so he had no choice but to pay a two-dollar deposit and return to the hotel with the bowl.
Gao Dapeng's appetite was not strong either. After eating for more than ten minutes, there was still half a bowl of steaming porridge left.
Putting down his bowl and chopsticks, he looked at Yuan Fangguo with gratitude and said weakly, "Fangguo, thank you for helping me fulfill my brother's wish this time."
"Dapeng, let's talk about this." Yuan Fangguo smiled slightly and said, "You and I are brothers. What's more, your brother sacrificed his life to defend our country. He deserves our respect."
"My parents have always wanted us to send a representative to visit here. Now this wish has been fulfilled. I believe they will feel a lot more relaxed." Gao Dapeng mentioned his parents before. According to him, whenever festivals such as the Spring Festival, Qingming Festival, August 1st and the Ghost Festival come, his parents will always be sad for several days.
"The dead are gone, and the living remain. Dapeng, you should still remember this sentence."
Gao Dapeng nodded. "Of course I remember, but I haven't been able to come to the Martyrs' Cemetery to pay my respects to my brother. He's a treasured treasure in our family. It's a knot in our hearts, and it seems we can't get over it no matter what. But I believe there's no problem now."
Seeing that Gao Dapeng also understood, Yuan Fangguo couldn't help but take his hand and said seriously, "Living well is the greatest respect for the deceased."
Gao Dapeng nodded hard, picked up his chopsticks, and tried to drink up the remaining porridge in the bowl.
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While Yuan Fangguo was waiting to return the bowl to the snack bar, it was already getting dark. On his way back, the scene of the skinny man smiling and asking them if they wanted a gun last night suddenly emerged in his mind.
As he approached the alley, his steps suddenly slowed down, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart, but his heartbeat began to accelerate inexplicably.
Sure enough, the black shadow flashed out again like a ghost, still with the same cold laugh as yesterday.
"Brother, do you want a gun?"
Yuan Fangguo didn't answer him immediately. After looking around, he whispered, "I'll wait for you here at seven o'clock tomorrow morning. Bring a few more."
The skinny black shadow was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "No problem."
After saying this, he disappeared into the alley again like a black shadow.
When talking to the skinny black shadow just now, Yuan Fangguo felt a little excited, but after returning to the room and calming down, he felt a little scared.
He just spoke completely out of passion. While speaking, his mind was thinking of the Chinese gangster boss he met in the Burmese store in his previous life. Although the grudge was from the previous life, there was no guarantee that he would meet him or a similarly cruel person in this life, so his plan to buy a gun just now was completely out of helpless self-protection.
Yuan Fangguo's courage just now was rough but cautious, but after feeling scared, he became excited again. If he really had a gun, he wouldn't dare to say anything else, but at least he could protect himself when facing danger.
However, he couldn't confirm whether the skinny black shadow was lying or not. He tossed and turned in bed for a long time. He decided to bring the simulated rubber pistol and triangular scraper with him when he went the next day.
That night, he fell asleep very late, his mind full of the situation he encountered in the Myanmar store in his previous life. It was not until after three o'clock in the morning that Yuan Fangguo fell into a drowsy sleep.
Perhaps he had something on his mind, he woke up naturally after only sleeping for more than three hours.
When he opened his eyes, Gao Dapeng had also woken up.
Compared to yesterday, Gao Dapeng is obviously more energetic today.
Gao Dapeng told Yuan Fangguo excitedly that his body fever had subsided.
Yuan Fangguo touched it tentatively, and sure enough, his forehead had returned to normal.
"You take a rest. I'll go out for a walk and bring you breakfast. We'll check out at ten o'clock."
Gao Dapeng nodded and watched Yuan Fangguo walk out of the room.
After walking out of the room, Yuan Fangguo went straight to the alley.
The other party was really punctual. At 6:55, the skinny guy appeared in front of him again.
This time Yuan Fangguo saw his appearance clearly. He was skinny and looked listless. It was obvious at a glance that he was the kind of guy who was addicted to drugs.
"Brother, is that you?" the skinny man said in a low voice.
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