My legendary life

Dejected out of the hospital, closed the door, Wei Xia's eyes red. Xie Dong is a little puzzled. He can't understand a woman's desire to give birth to her life. He just thinks that Wei Xia's performance is a bit exaggerated.

If you're not pregnant, you'll come back. If you have guns and bullets, are you worried about this?

"It's all your fault!" Wei Xia wiped a tear, raised a hand mercilessly to wring him.

Xie Dong almost cried out in pain. He quickly moved his body back and kept a certain distance from Wei Xia. Then he muttered in a low voice: "you're not pregnant. How can you blame me?"

"Nonsense, I don't blame you. Who made you bad at shooting? My bull's-eye is so right. You hit so many times, but you didn't hit a shot." Wei Xia said, stretched out her hand and twisted her.

Xie Dong was completely convinced. He was really dazed by the elder sister. He quickly shrunk his body into a ball and said, "OK, OK, it's all my fault, but don't worry. I have plenty of bullets. I'll just aim at the point next month."

After hearing this, Wei Xia was stunned, and then burst into laughter.

"That's about the same." She glared at Xie Dong: "then you can take a good rest for a few days. If you have enough strength, let's come back next month."

He took a long breath and suddenly thought of Wei Xia's dietary requirements, so he asked cautiously, "isn't there a pig's hoof for a while?"

"Why do you buy that? I'm tired of it. I don't like it any more." Wei Xia drove along the road.

Wei Xia doesn't plan to pay homage to Guan. On the one hand, the company still has many things to deal with. On the other hand, she doesn't want to see Ding Miaomiao, so she finds an ATM, takes 5000 yuan and gives it to Xie Dong. She tells him again and drives away alone.

Originally, he thought that the funeral would be very grand after Guan's death. But when he arrived at the residential area where Guan lived, he found that everything was as usual. As like as two peas before, I have been there two times before, but I can't distinguish directions clearly at night. I remember that it was a row of small buildings. But now I find that there are several rows of small buildings in the district. The pattern is almost the same.

Just about to find someone to inquire about it, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. Looking back, I saw Ding Miaomiao come over with a low head and a quick step. Their eyes were opposite each other, and they could not help but be slightly stunned. Ding Miaomiao's expression seemed to be a little embarrassed, and there was a faint blush on his white face.

"You What are you doing here? " She hesitated a little.

"It's said that Guan Laoxian has passed away. I'd like to see him. But I can't remember the location He said apologetically.

Ding Miaomiao nodded slightly, and then he didn't say anything. He just walked forward silently. Seeing this, Xie Dong had to follow up.

Entering the house, he was surprised.

When ordinary people die, there will also be a memorial hall at home, where the filial sons and grandchildren will be dressed in hemp, relatives and friends will come and go to worship, and cigarettes will be filled with sad voices. But Guan's home was just as usual, except that a portrait was placed in a corner of the living room, and there was no fruit incense.

See him standing in a daze, welcome out of the old Zhou AI humanity out of the original story.

Guan made a will before he died. After his death, all funerals were simple. There was no funeral hall or farewell ceremony. Except for his close relatives, all his colleagues and subordinates declined to worship. In recent days, all the people who came to pay homage to him were relatives and nephews of the old people. In detail, he was the only outsider.

After living in his thirties, of course, he didn't take part in weddings and funerals. But for the first time, he didn't know what to do. Under the guidance of Ding Miaomiao and Lao Zhou's wife, he made three bows to Guan's portrait, even if the sacrifice was over.

After the ceremony, hesitated again and again, or will take out the 5000 yuan, the result is no accident was rejected.

"It's OK to have this kind of intention. No money will be collected. This is also the rule set by the old man long ago." "In fact, if only you were there that day, maybe dad would not..."

At this point, she choked and couldn't speak any more. Ding Miaomiao turned around and secretly wiped her tears.

Xie Dong was moved. The former director of the Propaganda Department of the municipal Party committee, a veteran cadre who participated in the war of liberation and the war to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea, has made great contributions to the country and society, but his life is so simple and easy. What a great man! Compared with Mr. Guan, these officials are not worth mentioning. If all government officials are like Mr. Guan, what a society it is!

"Dad talked about you when he walked with me." Old Zhou's wife stopped crying and said solemnly: "as the inheritor of traditional medicine, he said that he should get rid of his quack habits. If he has the chance, he should strive for further study in regular medical institutions and fully combine traditional medicine with modern science and technology to relieve more patients."

He was filled with emotion. It's a pity that now I don't even have the qualification to practice medicine. I'm so ashamed to waste the old people's worries.

"What else did he say?" Asked Xie Dong.

Old Zhou's wife sighed: "in fact, he said a lot, but my mind is very confused now, and I can't think of it at the moment. Let's find a chance to talk after some time. In a word, dad has a high evaluation of you."Xie Dong's heart suddenly rose a trace of Pathetique, turned to gaze at the old man's portrait, only feel confused, it seems that there is a glimmer of hope. He stood up, went to the portrait again, stood silently for a long time, and then got up to leave.

Out of the old Guan's home, just walked a few steps, suddenly heard behind someone shouting: "wait a minute." He stopped and looked back. Ding Miao Miao followed him. She came forward with her head down and said in a very low voice, "I have something to tell you. After that, walk quickly in another direction.

Xie Dong didn't know what to do, and it was inconvenient to ask more questions. He had to follow him and turn a corner. Ding Miaomiao stopped in front of a rockery. He first looked around, and then cautiously said, "there is a director Qin in the Health Bureau. Do you know him?"

After hearing this, he was stunned. He didn't know why Ding Miaomiao suddenly mentioned Qin Feng and became alert.

"Is it Qin Feng?"

"I didn't ask in detail what it was. It's very young and handsome."

This must be Qin Feng. He's getting more and more nervous. It's really strange. No matter who he deals with, he always gets mixed up with this guy?

Ding Miaomiao hesitated for a moment and seemed to be thinking about something. Finally, he lowered his voice and said, "originally, I shouldn't have said this to you, because I don't have time to investigate and understand. It's basically hearsay. I should wake you up."

Xie Dong nodded, vaguely feel a little bad, look at Ding Miao Miao's tone and manner, should not be a good thing, besides, as long as Qin Feng join in, even good things may become bad things.

"He seems to have some doubts about your treatment, and thinks that my uncle's death is related to your improper treatment, and..." At this point, she suddenly stopped, head down, as if thinking about how to go on.

"And what?" He asked anxiously.

"And he's not alone. I heard him on the phone. The people on the phone should have the same opinion as him." Ding Miaomiao finished, thought about it for a while, and added: "of course, I heard all this, but the specific situation is not clear."

Xie Dong's head is big in an instant. This hat is really big. With his body, it's hard to get down. Improper treatment of a highly respected veteran like Guan is not only a medical accident, but also an explanation in his whole life.

As for those who share the same opinion with Qin Feng, he is the first to think of Chang Xiaomei and the aggressive Deputy Director General Liu. No matter who is in power, he may be able to decide his own fate by moving his fingers. When we think of it, the clinic received the so-called report from the masses as soon as we got rid of the cooperative relationship with Wang Yuan, and his cold sweat immediately came down.

Although it is impossible to clarify the relationship for the time being, one thing is almost certain, that is, the matter is definitely not so simple. Maybe the cancellation of medical qualification is just a prelude, and a bigger storm is still waiting!

What are these people doing? Are these two books really to blame? No wonder Shifu keeps a secret all his life. It seems that he is too ostentatious!

Ding Miaomiao didn't seem to notice what he was thinking. He just lowered his head and said, "in fact, I have doubts about you. Even now, I still can't make a scientific and rational judgment, but..." At this point, she slightly hesitated, and then said after a while, "but the massage that day made me feel that you are not a bad person, at least not a liar, so I told you these words."

Xie Dong looks up at Ding Miaomiao. This arrogant and indifferent woman has a coquettish look on her face. She can't help laughing bitterly in her heart.

The ghost King's medical skills can really change a person, even Ding Miaomiao, who has always been a scornful opponent. No wonder so many people covet his two masterpieces. Sadly, I had no choice but to jump down one pit after another, and then watch the diggers fill the pit with a sneer.

At this time, the mobile phone suddenly rang, he answered, then came the mother's urgent voice.

"Dongzi, come back quickly. Jing'er doesn't know what's wrong. She doesn't say anything. She just keeps crying. She doesn't listen to any advice."

OK, I'm going back. Hang up the phone, he can't help but sigh, it seems that every family has a difficult to read, ah, it's not easy to live.

He said goodbye to Ding Miaomiao. After a few steps, he looked back and looked at the small building where Guan lived. He could not help thinking silently, I hope the spirit of the old man can protect me.