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No wallet, no passport, no luggage.The two boys who have never worried about money are very hard to get into trouble.

Although Rong Chuan's passport was stuffed into the suitcase, he also suffered a catastrophe in this accident. He finally brought his wallet with him. He immediately settled down and cleaned up his finances on the spot. He was going to take a taxi to the hospital for stitches .

Opening the wallet, a pile of bits and pieces of banknotes flew out. Rong Chuan searched up and down, left and right, and his face became more and more ugly: "Eh? Where are my bank, bank, and cards?"

"Uh... I took it a few days ago..."

"What are you doing with my card?"

"I didn't think that your family would keep all your money. You have been in and out of Japan this time, and you helped me buy a navy to transfer to Weibo... just secretly transfer a little for you... ... After copying the card number, I forgot to put it back, put it in my wallet first, and then..."

"...I thank you!!!"

Facing the tragedy caused by such a self-indulgent act of aid, Rong Chuan had no stance to complain, so he hurriedly helped him out of the alley, and raised his hand to hail a car.The taxi driver who was driving looked at Han Ying with blood on his face, and he was very disgusted. He pointed to the meter and gestured several times. A stack of Vietnamese Dong and US dollars was stuffed in the past, and the other party squinted and let them into the car.

Ten minutes later, the car arrived in front of a secret small clinic, and Rong Chuan always felt very suspicious of this claustrophobic and inconspicuous door.But right now, he didn't care so much, so he pulled Han Ying and knocked on the door.A fat lady came to the clinic very quickly, and very enthusiastically wiped Han Ying's wound with cotton gauze for a while, and then issued a bill.It wasn't until Rong Chuan gave the money that he sincerely said that they couldn't do the suture operation here, so they could only temporarily help clean up the wound.Seeing the wtf expression on Rong Chuan's face, he quickly explained that they can provide vehicles to help transport patients to the local big hospital, on the condition that they need to pay extra.

In this situation, there is no mood to argue anymore. After Rong Chuan was ripped off for the second time, the two of them got into an ambulance and ran around for more than ten minutes. Finally, they arrived at a large hospital that looked quite large. the door.Facing the bright lights and the tall buildings, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, but they stepped into the hospital hall, and their hearts were raised again.

In a huge hall, all kinds of temporary extra beds were filled here and there, and the patients who were not in bed sat on the spot, humming and singing dirges.After a lot of tossing around, it is now close to two o'clock in the middle of the night. No matter which city in China, the people who run into the hospital at this time are nothing more than sporadic emergency patients.However, in this hospital in front of you, the whole environment is like a rotten vegetable market, with all kinds of injured and bleeding foreign faces standing or sitting, people who don't know it may think that they have entered a refugee camp.

"Damn it! Vietnam is messy enough. It looks like these are all good things done by motorcycle gangs who hacked people and robbed people!"

Han Ying walked through the crowd looking left and right, for fear of accidentally stepping on the wounded who was about to die.While talking, there was a sudden violent movement on the bed not far away. A local man whose upper body was covered with bandages was tied to the bed frame. At this moment, I don’t know if he was suffering from illness, and he began to roll around like a carp. Earthquake implantation.A young nurse standing next to her rolled her eyes when she saw this, stepped forward and indifferently tightened the belt tied to the head of the bed.

This shocking scene made people feel more and more uneasy. For Rong Chuan, who had never experienced such a scene at all, his heart fell directly to the bottom of the valley.He was afraid that Han Ying would be psychologically burdened, so he hurriedly dragged him away, looked around, walked quickly to a corner of the hall, and comforted him softly: "You sit here for a while, I'll go to the doctor, and register for you by the way. "

Han Ying bled all the way, and he was indeed a little dizzy right now. Seeing his calm expression, he nodded trustingly.Seeing him sit down, Rong Chuan walked to the other end of the hall. In front of a huge round table, five or six doctors in white coats were sitting there eating and chatting, laughing and joking occasionally, howling at all kinds of people in front of them. Crying, moaning, groaning, completely turning a blind eye.

"Hello, my friend has a head injury and has been bleeding. He may need to be stitched up immediately. Could you please help me arrange it? Or tell me what procedure should be followed?"

He has never suffered from any serious illness since he was a child. He has a routine fever and cough and is taken care of by a family doctor. He rarely goes in and out of the hospital. He only heard about the process of various registered surgery arrangements from his parents. Now he is in a foreign country. , Naturally, it is inevitable to inquire about it with a modest and cautious attitude.

However, he spoke very politely in English, and the doctor in front of him seemed to treat him as air, and continued to do what he was doing on his own, and no one tried to talk to him.Surprised and anxious, Rong Chuan directly targeted one of the guys who was flipping through the newspaper, hurriedly walked up to him and stood still, and asked him word for word again.

Probably because the figure in front of him blocked the light of the electric light, the lazy man finally raised his head from the pile of newspapers, pointed to his ear and then shrugged his shoulders, which means you are saying that I can’t understand Xiami .

Rong Chuan was completely irritated by this attitude of ignorance, turned around and pulled Han Ying directly to the round table, pointed at his bleeding wound and jumped to the keyword: "uand??"

Several doctors raised their eyes and exchanged glances with each other. Seeing that they couldn't handle it, one of them finally waved to a little nurse not far away lazily, and explained a few words casually.The little nurse was very sleepy in the middle of the night. She was leaning against the wall next to her and drooping her eyes. Now that she came to work suddenly, she also looked not troublesome. She rolled her eyes and took Rong Chuan to the registration without saying a word. place.

The surgery was finally on the schedule, and the next thing was the waiting time.Han Ying and Rong Chuan sat outside a small single room separated by a screen, listening to the chatter and laughter of the doctors who were performing surgery inside, they always felt very disturbed.

"Damn it, it looks like you're just joking around. I accidentally poke the needle in the wrong place, will I become crazy?"

"You're brain-dead enough now, so don't care too much! You're bleeding, don't talk, and if you're tired, just sleep on my shoulder for a while, and I'll call you when it's your turn."

"Oh..." Han Ying leaned his head on his shoulder in a daze, but couldn't close his eyes. After thinking for a while, he began to ask, "This place is a big local hospital anyway. Why is the service attitude so bad?"

"Probably there was some unhappiness between the countries just now, so the Vietnamese people have a problem with seeing you as a Chinese?"

"But I don't think they have a good attitude towards the locals!"

"Uh... I'm not lucky today. All the doctors on duty are male doctors. It might be better if another girl comes over."

"Bah! That little nurse didn't even look at me just now, it's probably because my bloody head is too cruel..."

While talking, someone was pushed out from the screen, and then, a young man in a white coat walked up to them, looked at Han Ying, and signaled him to roll up his sleeves.

"What is this for?"

"inject?"

The two looked at each other and watched as the other took out the needle and drew the medicine, and was about to pierce his arm. Han Ying quickly shrank back, indicating that his injury was on his forehead, and his limbs were still healthy for the time being.

The attitude of the young man in the white coat is rare and good. After understanding what he meant, he really wanted to explain it. However, due to his limited language communication skills, he finally stumbled out two words: "killpain!!!killpain !!!”

"He said it's for pain, don't worry."

After Rong Chuan forcibly disassembled the words, he got the expression of the other party with a guess, and quickly explained it soothingly.

"Fuck! Why did the painkiller have to be applied to the arm for the head injury?" After hearing the explanation, Han Ying did not receive any comfort, but became even more uneasy: "Why don't you tell him, the wound has gone numb anyway. , it doesn’t hurt too much, or just sew it up. I’m afraid that if he hits me with some medical accident, who the hell should I ask for compensation?”

Before he could finish speaking, the needle had already been stuck. Han Ying could not blink his eyes at this kind of small pain of mosquito bite level, but now because of his nervousness, he couldn't help but gasp from "Sz".Seeing the completion of the project, the young white coat patted his shoulder and pointed towards the screen, leaving a smile and drifting away.

Han Ying entered the room and lay flat on the ** bed, feeling his forehead hair being lifted up and cut.Occasionally, the movement is too big and the scalp near the wound is pulled, which makes him frown slightly.The doctors and nurses sitting around were still talking and laughing, and it seemed that no one took his hints of pain seriously. Not long after, the sharp metal pierced through the skin, pulling and entangled with his tense nerves. .As a fish, he had no time to complain about the rude sewing technique, so he just gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

Rong Chuan waited anxiously outside for a while, and finally saw him come out.There was a gauze wrapped around his forehead, and his whole face was a little swollen, so he quickly walked up to him and held his hand: "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, it's all numb..." Han Ying snorted nonchalantly, fumbled in his pants pocket, and suddenly smiled as if he had discovered some new world: "Fuck, this pack of cigarettes is still there, Let’s go, let’s accompany Lao Tzu to the entrance of the hospital for a bite!”

Now that the wounded are not suitable for smoking, Rong Chuan didn't bother to say any more nonsense. The two of them walked out of the hospital gate. There were still many motorcycles parked on the streets in the middle of the night, intending to solicit traffic business.Seeing them appear, the car owners kept waving their hands.Han Ying has now classified them all as a gang of motorcycle robbers with malicious intentions. He uttered a few obscenities, and squatted down with Rong Chuan in a corner, lit his cigarette comfortably, and took a deep breath. Take a sip.

"Any more?"

"Eh? You want it too? Yes, yes, yes!!!"

He was naturally happy to share his only property with his lover, so he immediately handed the last cigarette in the pack to the other party with great grandeur. Rong Chuan took it in his hand, leaned over to him, and lit the cigarette with his already bright red cigarette end.It was the first time Han Ying saw him smoking a cigarette after getting along with him for so long, his slightly narrowed eyes were elegant and sexy, and he wished that he could transform immediately and become the wisp of smoke that he was puffing and puffing from the corner of his lips to linger with it.

"Ying Juju, I'm completely out of money now."

"what?"

"The last little money paid your surgery fee, and now there is still enough money to buy two bottles of water."

"Oh……

"And then there's the sad news..."

"Fuck, what else?"

"Eh... I won't talk if you can't bear it."

"Tell me, as long as you don't want to run away with someone, what else can you say?"

"Just now when you went in for surgery, I checked your mobile phone. It seemed that it had been broken, and it couldn't even be turned on. Then...my mobile phone went to nowhere..."

"Ah? Hahahahahahaha, what is this?" Han Ying threw the cigarette butt away, grabbed his shoulder and kissed him hard: "Anyway, didn't you already pay for the hotel you booked tonight? Don't buy it, let's take a taxi and go back to sleep, and we'll talk about other things tomorrow! It's just..." When he said this, he looked a little embarrassed, frowning and thinking about something.

"What's the matter?"

Rong Chuan's mind is not as single-minded as his. He already has a headache about the follow-up matters of how to return to the country after losing his passport. Seeing him suddenly concentrate, as if there are some troubles that he didn't expect, his heart almost hurts. Missed a beat.

"Actually, it's not a big deal..." Han Ying looked at him seriously: "It's just that there's a lot of bleeding. I had another operation just now, and now I feel weak all over. I'm afraid I don't have the strength to do it at night..."

"..."

Rong Chuan raised his arm to slap him, but when his hand fell near the bandage, he could only take it back through gritted teeth: "Is there anything else?"

"..." Han Ying saw that he was really angry, and quickly opened up new ideas: "You said... Will my wound leave a scar? Will their broken technology disfigure me? Then you will Don't think I'm ugly?"

"..."

Rong Chuan listened to the first half and wanted to express a little comfort, but in the end he didn't want to talk to him anymore, he raised his hand to stop a taxi, and silently boarded the taxi with exhaustion.

The taxi fare used up the last bit of cash they had on them, and the two stumbled to the front desk of the hotel and made a special statement with their injuries as an endorsement.Suo Xingrong Chuan kept a copy of his passport scanned in his e-mail all the year round. The owner of the shop was a kind-hearted married woman who couldn't help herself to the two handsome young men, and eventually gave him a special offer without a passport. let go.

The two entered the hotel room, sat on the edge of the bed and panted for a while, Han Ying tilted his body and wanted to lie down on the bed.Rong Chuan saw that his entire T-shirt was stained black with blood, his hair was also caked with blood, and he didn't even wash off the stains on his cheeks and brows, so he took his hand towards the bathroom She pushed in the direction of her: "Don't sleep, I'll wash it for you."

Han Yingjing reminded him that he only felt that his whole body was sticky and smelly, and he really couldn't sleep peacefully. What's more, the blood all over his body really stained the sheets. They were in a penniless situation, and they didn't have any problems at all. way to pay.So no matter how weak he was, he could only struggle to take off his T-shirt first, and staggered into the bathroom.

In this situation, his wound should not touch the water. Rong Chuan moved a chair for him to sit down, put the shower in the bathtub, and only waited for the water to heat up, then took a towel to help him wipe his body clean first.However, after waiting for several minutes, the temperature of the spray water remained tepid, with no intention of heating up at all.Rong Chuan tossed and turned the switch on and off for a while, and then went downstairs to complain to the front desk.After hearing the cause of the accident, the drowsy proprietress waved her hands with a face full of surprise: "This is how the bath water in the guest room is. If there are too many people using it, it will be difficult to get the temperature up. Otherwise, wait a little longer. Let it stand for about 10 minutes and the temperature will rise."

Rong Chuan didn't have the mood to spend time on this kind of thing, he immediately accompanied the smiley face to ask for a pot of boiling water to carry upstairs to take part in the cold water, and managed to finish the bath with reluctance.Han Ying put on a bath towel and blew the wind in the bathroom for a long time, but he couldn't take a hot bath in the end. His body, which was already chilled due to blood loss, was even weaker, even though Rong Chuan had put all the quilts He piled it all up on him, and pulled out the blankets with suspicious smells from the cabinet, but he still couldn't help shivering.

"How are you? Would you like some hot water?"

Although this method of consolation is really useless, under the circumstances, Rongchuan really can't think of any more technical solutions to solve the current problem.

"It's okay, it's just a little cold..."

Han Ying snorted twice tremblingly, and the sound of his upper and lower teeth clashing sounded very fragile.

Rong Chuan quickly climbed onto the bed, held him tightly in his arms, rubbed his cold cheeks and palms with both hands, and kept breathing.

"Now? Is it better?"

"Hey, it's much better... Speaking of you, you are like my mother. When I was a child, I was sick and wobbled. My mother just hugged me like this, and then rubbed and blown me. I don't feel uncomfortable."

"Eh? What did you say to be called uncle? Why did you start calling me mom?"

"Get out!" Han Ying grumbled and protested, and drilled into the other person's chest more tightly, unable to fall asleep under the cold body, he simply turned on the chat mode: "By the way, do you like children?"

"I like it. The little nephews raised by my cousin's family have a good relationship with me. When I was first born, I really liked to pinch their faces. It's so soft and interesting."

"I knew you liked little poor kids...otherwise you wouldn't be as good as Ting Zi..."

"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?

"I was just thinking... I have Tingzai on my side, what should I do on your side? Or let Tingzai's daughter-in-law give birth to two more for them to play with?"

"What a ghost!" Rong Chuan couldn't help crying.Han Ying himself is still on the Rong family's blacklist and doesn't know when the ban will be lifted, but he has already made a long-term plan for the next generation.

"Hey... Actually, it's a pity that neither of us can have children, otherwise, based on the number of times we have sex together, about ten or eight children have already been born."

"What nonsense!" Rong Chuan only hated him for not having any common sense about conception. According to his way of being so enthusiastic and pestering to come every day, a girl might have a miscarriage.

"I don't care... Anyway, when Ting Zai is born, I'll pick a fun one for him to adopt. From now on, he will be as handsome as me and as good-looking as you, and then I will teach him to ride a bicycle, dance, play billiards and play games. You Teach him to sing, play chess and play the piano, and if ys has not closed at that time, we can also teach him to play with the drama together, and then it will become popular all over the universe..."

He spoke slowly, his voice getting lower and lower, but finally unable to bear the tiredness, he closed his eyes and rolled into a dream.Rong Chuan looked down at his long eyelashes covering his eyelids, looking innocent and innocent like a child, he couldn't help lowering his head and kissing his forehead, his lips moved slightly.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you have children or not in the future. You are the most fun, as long as you are with me."

Most of the time, a sound sleep is like the best medicine in the world. Han Ying himself has a solid body. After snoring a little in Rong Chuan's arms all night, when he opened his eyes again, his face was still a little swollen. Besides, the whole person has recovered quickly.Rong Chuan saw that he was alive and kicking and there were no sequelae, and he could finally turn his attention to other problems.

The lady proprietress of the hotel came and knocked on the door at 12 noon, asking about their check-out time with an embarrassed look.Although Rong Chuan has been a trapeze person all year round, this is the first time he has encountered a loss of both his identity certificate and his finances in an underdeveloped country, and he doesn't know how to deal with it for a while.The proprietress has been doing business in this area for a long time, and it is not the first time she has seen this situation. Seeing the two people staring at each other with a confused look on their faces, she immediately gave free literacy.

The proprietress's English level is average. It took almost an hour for this explanation, including gestures and translation, before Rong Chuan roughly understood the whole process: For travelers like them who have lost their passports, the first step is to Call the police, and after getting the alarm record presented by the local police, go to the Chinese embassy to explain the situation.Before the embassy completes the relevant investigation, they need to wait in Vietnam. After receiving the relevant receipt and note, they will go to the Vietnam Immigration Bureau to submit the materials for review, and finally they can get a return visa.

This process sounds so complicated and lengthy. Given their service experience in the hospital, Rong Chuan was a little more worried about the efficiency of the locals.However, there is a more important issue that they urgently need to face right now, and that is money.

This lot of things needs to be spent more or less. In order to promote the rhythm and increase efficiency, uable’s movements are even more impossible, not to mention the daily expenses for meals, accommodation, transportation, etc. Where to shelter is very tricky.

At 01:30 in the afternoon, the cleaning staff of the room cleaning service came directly into the door with a towel and mop. Rong Chuan got it. Han Ying asked Han Ying to drink a cup of hot water, and then went downstairs with a little shame.

The temperature in Saigon during the day is just right, and the backpackers on the street are coming and going, laughing and playing with each other, and the atmosphere is very lively.This sign of stability in this world further accentuated the embarrassment of the two of them. After walking aimlessly around the bar street for a long time, Han Ying found a corner and sat down, with a bitter expression on his face: "I'm so tired. I'm almost there. It's dinner time, I haven't had breakfast and lunch yet... Are you hungry?"

Rong Chuan was not in the mood to continue walking aimlessly like this, and sat down with him, feeling very dazed in his heart.Although the kind innkeeper helped them to write down the address of the police station before they went out, the two people were not familiar with the place, and they were both hungry at the moment. I can't climb it either.

Although he is excellent at work and has always claimed to be a handsome boy, he has someone to take care of in his daily life, and he has never bothered about pots and pans. With help, I have not caused many obstacles to my life. Now I am in a predicament, my mobile phone is lost, and there is a wounded man with a bandage on his head. In a daze, his head is dead, and he can't even solve a meal. Can't even think of a plan.

"Hey, if you're hungry, take a bite first."

While wandering, a hand was stretched out under the eyelids, and the palm spread out, and there were actually a few pieces of coconut candy inside.

"Where did you get it?"

"Isn't it on the front desk of the hotel? When you talked to the proprietress when you left, I secretly grabbed two, hahahaha."

Han Ying peeled off one by himself, threw it towards the sky, and raised his head to catch it.The juggling angle was not controlled well, and the hard candy finally hit the bridge of the nose, and he couldn't help but groaned.

"Are you still playing at this time?"

"How about not playing?"

"Ying Juju, we have to go to the police station, the embassy, ​​and the immigration office to go through the formalities, and get the visa quickly before we can go home."

"Then go!!"

"What about the money?"

"Oh……"

Han Ying patted his buttocks and stood up, miraculously raising his hand: "Then you plan what you have to do first, and I'll go over there and find a place to pee! Sit here and wait for me! I'll wait for you!" Will come."

"Hey! Don't run around!"

Before the person had time to catch it back, the messy-haired boy had already swayed away in small steps.

The sun is gradually setting in the west, and the temperature is slowly dropping.The bar street, which ushered in the dining peak, was full of people, accompanied by bursts of strong food aroma.Rong Chuan prefers light Japanese food, and he is not too cold for the sour, hot and spicy Southeast Asian cuisine. Keep your index finger moving.

It took almost half an hour for Han Ying to go, and he didn't know where Ren Ye went. Rong Chuan himself was a road idiot, and he was always worried that he would get lost.He wanted to find someone, but was afraid that he would lose himself if he didn't find him. He was standing there anxiously looking around when a familiar figure suddenly appeared from the corner of the street, humming a little song and smiling.

"What on earth have you been doing for so long?"

"Hee hee... Guess!"

"Guess what! Tell me!" If it wasn't for the inconvenience of hitting the wounded, Rong Chuan really wanted to slap him twice immediately.

"Follow me to count 1, 2, 3... change!"

In a childish trick that made people roll their eyes, a dirty plastic bag was handed to him.

"...Where did you get all this money?"

A pile of brightly colored Vietnamese Dong was crumpled into the bag, ranging from 500, 1000 coins, to 20, 000 banknotes.

"I sold my watch! Are you smart?" Han Ying was proud.

"..."

Rong Chuan was silent for a while, and lifted his ear unbearably: "Do you know how much your watch is worth?"

Han Ying made the preparations, but he didn't usher in the universal celebration as he imagined. He was blinded for a while, and after thinking for a while, he stammered and said, "I don't know... the old man's business partner gave it to me. Tingzai and I are alone. One, it doesn't have any brand, about... 2000 yuan?"

"Brother, that watch of yours is a haute couture product from a Swiss watch shop. There is also the master's private signature on the dial. It is no less expensive than the Patek Philippe Vacheron Constantin that you love so much..." Rong Chuan lost his temper, his voice It's all despair: "Then you exchanged such a small amount of money?"

"I see... there are several million here, it should be... about the same?"

"Idiot! Can't you figure out the exchange rate between Vietnamese Dong and RMB?"

"Oh..." Although he didn't continue to refute, but in fact it will not be clear for a while.

"Why do you sell watches and don't discuss with me?"

"I just wanted...to give you a surprise..." Han Ying sniffled, "I lost your card, so you don't have any money for meals now, so you still have to find a place to live that night, right? I It doesn't matter, you can sleep on a stool, but you can't. I happened to see someone collecting all kinds of second-hand goods when I was walking there, so I went to ask, but I couldn't understand what he was talking about. Anyway, I sold it after a bit of haggling, let’s get some money to eat first..."

When he said this, seeing that Rong Chuan was silent, he quickly added: "Besides, my watch has scratches on the surface after it was dropped, and it can't be sold for a lot of money if you sell it second-hand. By the way, they were not willing to accept it." Yes. It took me a long time to sell it. The people around kept waving their hands, saying it was worthless. Don’t be angry, I don’t understand foreign languages, and it’s not on purpose..."

"I am not angry……"

Rong Chuan sighed slightly, put his arms around his shoulders and hugged him: "Don't talk about this, let's go eat something first."