My legendary life

"The last time you lost in this lawsuit, the evidence was not enough. In fact, the evidence provided by the plaintiff was not enough, but you couldn't get any evidence, so it's reasonable to lose." While playing with his pipe, he continued: "the second instance is the final judgment, that is to say, this is your last chance. If you still can't produce decent evidence, I'm afraid you will lose the lawsuit."

"What's decent evidence?" He asked.

Lawyer Ouyang said with a smile: "you can first refer to the evidence provided by the other party, and then you can provide more reliable evidence for the court, so as to impress the judge and make a favorable judgment for you." At this point, lawyer Ouyang stopped, bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then said: "there is another word, the right should be free. My aunt said it in vain, but you listened to it in vain. It's not serious."

Generally speaking, this kind of ambiguity should not come from a lawyer. He was stunned and listened carefully.

"Not all lawsuits need lawyers. In fact, many lawsuits can be in the form of private prosecution. Especially in your case, the content is not complicated. As long as you can produce enough evidence to explain the problem, no lawyer can win." Lawyer Ouyang said.

"You mean I don't need a lawyer?" He asked quickly.

Ouyang laughed, shook his head and said, "I didn't say that. I just tell you that private prosecution can win a lawsuit." With that, he sighed and said with a smile, "OK, let's call it a day. I've said enough. You can think about the rest slowly."

He couldn't help laughing. How can lawyer Ouyang talk like a master? He is always mysterious. Half of what he says hides half of what he says, and the rest he has to figure out for himself? However, since they have said so, they have to leave.

When I got off the bus and saw that it was still early, I decided to find a place to live first. But when I thought that there was a little jade around, I was worried. It's not easy to talk about it. There's no place to settle down. You can't hang out on the street.

Can you let her make do with living in the hospital, just can take care of her mother, can turn to think, chemotherapy is not like surgery and other hospitalization, generally in a week or so, soon discharged from the hospital, how to do? Send her back to the plain? If this girl is not willing to say anything, she will not leave, but how can she

When I think of this, my head becomes big. I can't help regretting that I promised to take Xiaoyu with me on impulse. I secretly complain about myself. After calling brother, I'm so excited that I can't find the north. If I call dad, why don't I give my life to someone else? It's too unreliable!

When I was worried, I suddenly saw a Buick business car coming far away and parking in front of the office building. I don't know why, but I felt that the car was a little familiar, so I couldn't help looking at it more. If you don't look at it, you will see that your heart is as cold as ice, as if the whole blood has stopped flowing.

The car door opened slowly, and Wei Xia leaned out her head. She was wearing a light blue mink fur coat and a pair of sunglasses. She was dressed as a local tyrant. The driver was the handsome man. He jumped out of the cab and ran to the car door. He helped Wei Xia out of the car politely. She seemed to say something, which made Wei Xia smile. Then they walked slowly towards the office building.

As if he had been immobile, he stood still and wanted to say a word. But he felt as if something was blocked in his throat. He couldn't make a sound and wanted to move. But his legs seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he couldn't step out. In a moment, it was dark above his head

it's really getting dark, and it's getting darker and darker. Dark clouds cover the whole sky in an instant, the north wind mixed with snowflakes fall one after another, and a heavy snow comes quietly.

He was hopeless, dejected and dead.

It seems that everything is over. All the fantasies, hopes and those dreamlike days are melting in the blink of an eye, just like the snowflakes falling in front of us. He stood there for a long time until he almost became a snowman.

This is a huge snowstorm. It is said that once in 50 years, the whole city has fallen into an unprecedented state of paralysis. Buses, taxis, private cars, and even electric vehicles are trapped in the vast snow. People can only force hard in the snow. The speed is slow, just like a snail crawling.

He had been walking in the blizzard for more than two hours, and it was completely dark. Seeing that there was a long way to go, even if he was hungry and frozen again, he had no strength, so he decided to find a small hotel to stay at first and make plans when the snow stopped. But when he inquired, he knew that all the hotels had already been full of people stranded outside. It was not easy to meet a guest house with an empty bed. When he asked about the price, it was three times as much as usual, almost the same as that of a star hotel. When he hesitated, another person handed over some big pink tickets.

There's no choice but to go! He gritted his teeth, pushed open the door of the guest house, plunged into the howling cold wind, braved the flying snow, and walked towards the North Hospital.

I'd better go to the hospital to get my backpack first. As he walked, he thought that there were not only bracelets in the backpack, but also two sets of needles left by the master and Guan Lao. They were all precious things that could never be lost. Then it's better to talk to Xiaoyu and persuade her to go back to the plain first and wait for her to settle downAfter walking for more than an hour, he found that there was no one around him. The road was full of vehicles trapped in the snow. It was like the end of the world. The whole city was quiet. Only the street lamps were always with him, dragging his thin figure for a long time.

Looking around, there is a chaos between heaven and earth, only the whistling wind reverberates in my ears. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was a lonely goose left behind. He had a long way to go and didn't know where he was going

The mobile phone suddenly rang, but some hands didn't listen to me. It took a lot of effort to get out of my pocket. I didn't care to look at the screen, so I picked it up directly.

"Brother, where are you?" Xiaoyu's voice came from the phone. He couldn't help feeling hot. He roughly identified the next direction and said in a calm tone: "I'm going to the hospital. It should be coming soon."

"The snow is too heavy. You can find a place to live first. Don't freeze it." Xiaoyu said anxiously.

"It's OK. I should be almost there." He said aloud, but there was no response on the phone. After looking at the screen, he found that the power was gone. He repeatedly pressed the power on button, but there was no response. He was so angry that he swore in his heart that he gave back his fuckin 'smart phone. When the temperature was low, there was no power. It was just a retarded machine!

In desperation, he put his mobile phone in his pocket and walked on. After trudging for more than an hour, he finally saw the door of the Northern Hospital from a distance.

That night, he was sleeping in the corridor of the hospital, the hospital heating is very good, lying in the corridor bench, as hot as sweating. Although exhausted, she didn't sleep well. She had been dreaming that Wei Xia was walking around and looking at him with a strange look. She suddenly woke up and found Xiaoyu standing beside the bench with her eyes swollen like peaches.

"Why are you crying again?" He asked vaguely.

"You've got a fever and you're talking nonsense." Xiaoyu wiped her tears and said, "I'm dying of anxiety."

I have a fever? He touched his forehead. It was really hot. His whole body was sore. His bones were about to fall apart. Want to sit up, struggling for a few times, but failed, Xiaoyu quickly reached out to help him, it is safe to sit.

"What time is it?" He looked out along the window of the corridor. It was still very dark. Snow didn't stop, but it was getting bigger and bigger.

"It's almost six in the morning." Xiaoyu also sat down next to him. He wanted to move away, but he found that he didn't have the strength to lift his arm.

I have to lower my temperature quickly, he thought silently, don't burn pneumonia again, that's troublesome. So he whispered, "go and get my backpack."

Xiaoyu got up and went to the ward. After a while, she came back with her backpack and put it beside him. She asked in a low voice, "what's the most important thing in it? I'm afraid I'll lose it to you. I only dare to put it on mom's pillow."

He didn't have the strength to talk much. He just managed to smile. He opened his backpack, took out the needle bag from it, turned over the set of silver needles presented by Guan Lao, and selected a few from them. After disinfection, he pricked several strange points in his arm and leg. After about 20 minutes, he felt that his temperature had gradually dropped, and then he changed the other side for two weeks After the lateral ligation, the body temperature has basically tended to be normal, and the spirit of the people has also improved a lot.

Seeing that his condition was obviously better, Xiaoyu reached out and touched his forehead. The fever really subsided, and his mouth was so wide open that it didn't close for a long time.

"Take care of your mother first, and let me stay for a while." He said with a smile.

"Nothing's wrong with my mother. Chemotherapy has stopped. If it hadn't snowed heavily, she would have been discharged today." Xiaoyu murmured: "I'm sleeping now. I'm not going anywhere. I'm here to accompany you."

He had no choice but to smile. He didn't say anything any more. He sat down with his knees crossed, held his breath, and practiced Neidan. After a while, he felt refreshed and gradually entered the state of forgetting things and me.

After several cycles, the evil poison that invades the body is discharged and adjusted for a while, and then the eyes slowly open.

"Brother, what were you doing?" Xiaoyu asked, her eyes full of curiosity and admiration.

He felt a lot of lightness. With a little movement, he felt a little stiff in addition to his joints and muscles, and there was no discomfort on his body. Looking at Xiaoyu's silly appearance, he could not help but smile and say: "I'm practicing martial arts. You see, I'm not well now?"

Xiaoyu didn't speak. She was still staring at him. After a long time, she suddenly asked, "is this Qigong?"

"Yes, this is Qigong. Like acupuncture, it is a cultural heritage left by the ancestors." He stood up as he spoke.

"Brother, can you use Qigong for ma? If it can be cured, won't it save the crime of chemotherapy? " Xiaoyu asked seriously.