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Mo Ji looked at the two wretched men, and continued to smile badly: "Why do you want to be private?"

The wretched man thought for a while and said, "Give me back the money, and she will be yours from now on." He grunted towards the young woman, and at this moment he was still fantasizing about taking a share of it.

Moji dragged the two of them to the young woman, and jokingly said to her: "Sister, they said that if I give them the money, you are mine?"

At this moment, the young woman's eyes were filled with tears, and she sobbed, "Give me back the money, it's for my husband's medical treatment."

Moji still had that smirk on his face, and he said unhurriedly: "It seems that it's impossible to keep it private, let's go to the police station together with the four of us."

The wretched man wanted to die at the moment, if it wasn't for Moji's arm being dragged and unable to move, he really wanted to slap himself a few times.He is a frequent visitor to the police station, doesn't he show his face immediately wherever he goes?At that time, it was just a matter of stealing chickens and losing money.He hurriedly turned to Mo Ji and said with a mournful face: "Brother, we don't want anything anymore, why don't we go to the police station?"

The Moji thief said with a smile: "Then how can it be successful? People will say that I am a little boy who eats soft food?"

The wretched man smiled and said, "Brother, we were wrong. We wanted to blackmail this big sister."

Moji let out an "oh", as if he only realized it at this time. "Is there any remedial action?" Wouldn't it be cheaper for them to let the two animals go so easily, and Moji is also a little rascal.

"We still have some money with us, so we can give it to her together." The wretched man said hastily.

"I didn't force you." Mo Ji said with a smile.

"We did it voluntarily, voluntarily." The wretched man hated him, and he had already greeted all the women in Moji's family in his heart.

Let go of the two tightly gripped hands.The wretched men and the two quickly rummaged around for a while, took out a handful of money and threw it in front of the young woman, running in desperation faster than a mouse.

Seeing that Moji was young and he handled things very simply, everyone applauded him.After a while everyone dispersed.

The young woman sat on the ground sobbing, and hadn't recovered from the shock.

Moji picked up the broken money scattered in front of her, and she counted more than 2000.He grabbed the young woman's hand from behind with both hands and helped her up, feeling so soft that he had to half hug her body.The smirk had disappeared, and with a concerned face, he said, "Sister, where do you live, do you want me to take you back?"

The young woman was ignorant, this time she was really frightened.She nodded slightly and said timidly, "I live near the People's Hospital."

Fortunately, the People's Hospital is only about 500 meters away from here. When Mo Ji half-carried her to the gate of the People's Hospital, the young woman became more conscious, but her body was still limp and unable to walk.She said softly: "Little brother, my family lives in the 'Xiangyang Hotel'." After speaking, she pointed to the front.About 100 meters away, the words "Xiangyang Hotel" can still be seen clearly on the signboard.

Moji helped her into the "Xiangyang Hotel", and walked into the basement under her guidance.

There are many small rooms separated by wooden boards, probably more than one.Coughing, children crying, and noises can be heard from time to time.The smell of smoke, sweat, feet, and urine filled the entire basement.

The young woman led him to one of the rooms, and he helped her push the door in, without locking it.

It was so dark inside that Moggie didn't know where to put her.

At this moment, a low, struggling voice sounded: "Chunxiang, you are back."

The light is on, it is a 15-watt incandescent lamp, the room is slightly brighter, and the furnishings in the room can be seen clearly: a small table with messy clothes; a wooden bed, sleeping A man occupies almost the entire bed.

The young woman pulled herself together, broke free from Moji's support, and sat on the other side of the plank bed, leaning her back against the wall, panting heavily.Obviously, the fright just now has not passed for her.

"Chunxiang, you... What's the matter with you?" Hearing her rough breath, the man struggled to get up.

Putting her hands around the hair bun next to her ear, the woman named Chunxiang forced a smile on her face and said, "Zhongsheng, don't make a fuss, it's just that I'm tired from walking and have no strength, this little brother sent me home. "

Only then did Moji look at the man on the bed. His head was bald, but his eyes were dull. There was no trace of sensuality on his thin face, which can be described by the word "skinny".

The man named Zhongsheng looked at Moji, and just nodded slightly, as if he could save as much energy as he could to speak, as if he was talking to Chunxiang.

Chunxiang said painfully to Moji: "This is my husband. He has been suffering from lymphoma for almost two years. The doctor said it is only two months away."

"Why don't you go to the hospital for treatment?" Moji said puzzled.

Chunxiang smiled wryly and said, "Without money, it is difficult to get into the hospital now. The whole basement is like ours. We go to the hospital during the day for some selective treatment, and come back to sleep here at night."

I heard Wu Er Er from the village say that it was the same situation when his father got lung cancer and was hospitalized in the provincial capital.At first he didn't believe that he was talking nonsense, but he had to believe in the facts before him.

Moji handed the money back to Chunxiang and said, "Sister Chunxiang, you have taken the money."

Only then did Chunxiang think about money.Taking the handful of banknotes he handed over, he looked at Moji with gratitude in his eyes. This little brother has helped so much, and he has never looked at him directly.Under the dim light, there was a touch of melancholy on a fairly handsome face, and his body was taller and stronger than ordinary people.I couldn't help being a little distracted, thinking: If there is such a younger brother, I don't need to be frightened every day.

Thinking like this, I suddenly realized that I didn't know his name yet.Crispy asked: "Little brother, my name is Fan Chunxiang, don't you know your name yet?"

Moji showed a naive smile on his face, and said, "My name is Moji, you can also call me Xiaoji."

Fan Chunxiang let out a "puchi" and laughed.At first I thought it was nothing to worry about.

The one who laughed was the face full of spring breeze, as bright as a peach, and the bright sunshine in the eyes.Since the moment he saw her, Moji had never seen her smile like this, so natural and beautiful, he couldn't help being a little crazy.

Perhaps because she felt that such a smile was not suitable for the current environment, she immediately restrained herself, and her face was as sad and sentimental as before.

After bidding farewell to Fan Chunxiang, Moji was on his way to the "Drunken Mandarin Duck Restaurant".There was a lot of traffic around him, and he seemed to have lost his senses.Fan Chunxiang's smiling face full of spring breeze appeared in front of her eyes from time to time, but the burden of life concealed her natural beauty.How should poor people in the world change their destiny?