Real Scholar System

"What? Your brother is sick and hospitalized?"

When Fang Moyan heard this, he stood up immediately. He came from poverty and knew how sad it is to live without money.Just a few months ago, he worried about not having enough money to give his parents a detailed medical examination.

"Yeah, maybe it's a little congenital deficiency."

"Then what are you waiting for? Go to the hospital quickly." Fang Moyan was about to leave in a hurry.

"Then let's go." Yuan Lanxi nodded, pulled Feng Shuangshuang, and ran towards the school gate.

The No. [-] bus passes through the Central Hospital, and there are only a few stops.At this time, there were a lot of people on the bus, and when the three of them were about to swipe their cards to get on the bus, someone behind them yelled, "Give way. You students, don't you have eyes? Can't you see the old man getting on the bus?"

Seven or eight 70-year-old old men and women, carrying bags and baskets, bought from some market. In particular, a tall old man with white hair carried a bunch of green onions about his height and got into the car. .

Soon the car was filled with the smell of scallions, which was suffocating.

Seeing this group of "disadvantaged groups" who are fiercely vying for supermarket gifts, but are weak when they get on the bus, the young office workers stood up and gave up their seats.

Most of the old people are more polite and know how to say thank you, but the uncle who is holding green onions may have eaten too many green onions and has a bad temper. He still takes it for granted when others give him his seat.

The bus wobbled away and moved on.

Fang Moyan and the other three were no exceptions, just stand honestly, Fang Moyan held the ring with one hand, and supported Yuan Lanxi's arm with the other, while Yuan Lanxi held Feng Shuangshuang's arm.

Beside Fang Moyan, sat a young lady in her twenties, with a pale complexion, wearing a loose black sportswear, inadvertently raised her arms, revealing red and blue bandages, with a faint smell of medicine on her body.

The bus shakes and shakes, and keeps going.

next stop.

Squeak, here comes a middle-aged woman in her 40s and [-]s, dressed in a foreign style.

"Oh, isn't this Secretary Liu? Where have you been?"

"Director Ding? Where did you buy the Zhangqiu scallions? They look pretty good."

"The supermarket held an event, I snatched it. So what, you sit, you sit here, there are still plenty of seats."

The old man onion stood up and forced the woman who had just come up to his seat.

Looking around, the seats were all occupied by old men and old ladies.

Ok? !

When he saw the young man in black, he walked over in a big stab, forcing Feng Shuangshuang and Yuan Lanxi to separate.He just stood there, staring at the young lady, ready to wait for him to get up and give up his seat.

After waiting for half a minute, the young lady in black didn't respond, and he suddenly became furious.

"Young people nowadays don't have any sense of morality, and the tradition of respecting the old and loving the young is lost! As for you, it's just you, pretending to be asleep, right?"

"Fuck you!"

The old man onion suddenly slapped the little girl on the face, knocking her into a daze.

Fang Moyan who was next to him was startled, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull the old man over.

"What are you doing? Why beat someone?!" Feng Shuangshuang pushed the old man onion away.

The little girl who was beaten was covering her red and swollen face, a little at a loss.

"Okay, all of you come and see, this is the young people of today, who don't understand gifts at all, little bastards with mothers but no mothers, living in this world for nothing."

Feng Shuangshuang snorted coldly: "It's you who are disrespectful. Seeing that you are strong and strong, you have the face to publicize when you hit a weak woman? If you have the ability, try hitting me?"

"Damn it, just try it." He saw that Feng Shuangshuang was three high school students, but he wasn't afraid. Students are generally afraid of things, and they had to be obedient even if they yelled at themselves twice.

When Feng Shuangshuang scolded the old man, Fang Moyan also took a picture of the old man's head and uploaded it to a database Tianyi made for him.Just wait for 3 minutes, and all the old man's information will be hidden.

The old man with green onions really came up with his fists waving. Feng Shuangshuang raised his foot and stepped on the old man's toes.

"Beating, high school students beating."

This aroused the same hatred among all the people in the car, and many people stood up to accuse Feng Shuangshuang.

"Ding Youcai, the former curator of the Qi Metropolitan Exhibition Hall." Fang Moyan looked at the information in Tianyi's database, and told the old man onion.

"Hmph! Knowing that I'm the curator, why don't you give up your seat to me? What do you want to do?"

"First of all, this young lady is a patient herself. There is nothing wrong with sitting in a special seat. At least she is more qualified than you, a lively old guy who can beat people."

After Fang Moyan finished speaking, the young lady couldn't help shaking, as if he had hit the mark.

"Looking at her delicate features, she doesn't look like a sick person."

"Yeah, the young people nowadays are too ignorant. They pretend to be asleep as soon as they get in the car. They don't take us old people seriously at all."

"Look at this little girl, she is not only pretending to be sleeping, but also pretending to be sick. If she is really sick, just take two steps?"

Fang Moyan picked up the young lady's arm and raised it in the air: "Look, there is a red and blue bandage on her hand, this is not an ordinary bandage, this is actually a fistula for dialysis. "

"She's a uremic patient, so why isn't she worthy of a seat?"

"By taking advantage of your age, you snatch gifts and occupy the square to dance. You are better than anyone else. Why are you pretending to be old people now?"

"Disrespecting the old."

"It is said that the old man has become bad, but in fact the bad man has become old!"

Yuan Lanxi pulled La Fang silently, signaling him not to talk too much, the map is a bit too big.

And the young lady next to her also took her hand back in embarrassment.

"That can't cover up your beating the old man! Driver, drive to the police station immediately! I want to see how the police will deal with it."

"Driver, you'd better cooperate. I have a good relationship with the boss of your bus company. If you want to continue working, you'd better listen to me."

"The former curator Ding, I advise you to be kind. Otherwise, your son is in the public notice period for civil servants. Otherwise, let's go to the Public Security Bureau and talk about what you and Deputy Mayor Yue have to say Story? Let's see who has more to lose by then."

Fang Moyan's words immediately shocked the old man like a stone breaking the sky.

Because this is talking about his sore feet, if he really pulls out the radish and brings out the mud, he retires, and now he is under the lifelong responsibility system, he will still be held accountable, regardless of that, his own son's official career is also very difficult. May be ruined.

People who have been in the system have a bit of a thick skin, Director Ding immediately put on a smile: "Forget it, it's a trivial matter, it's not worth wasting everyone's time."

"I think this little brother has an extraordinary bearing, and he is a young hero worth making friends with."

Fang Moyan was so disgusted by these compliments that he wanted to spit out his dinner overnight, rolled his eyes, and ignored him.

"The Central Hospital has arrived, please get off at the back door."

The three of them, seven or eight people including the little girl in black, got out of the car.