Tales on the Green Train

Zhang Yan and Yang Peidong transferred to several more prestigious hospitals, and each doctor said the same thing as Si Yongjing.He even wondered if Yang Peidong was fooling himself. He might have boasted too much about his "lack of money" master, and now it seems that he is no different from others.

Seeking a doctor is probably the most helpless thing. You are facing a huge threat to your life, but no one can give you even a little help.Zhang Yan suddenly understood the meaning of "visiting relatives" that the older generation likes, because a person is too small, and only by getting together can he barely survive, just like ants.

In the face of birth, old age, sickness and death, those unattainable dreams suddenly become ridiculous.

Zhang Yan couldn't help pinching the center of his eyebrows. The setbacks for several days made him extremely depressed, and he began to think wildly.If there is an emotional value on a person's head, it is estimated that he is already in a failing state with a score of less than 60.

"I've troubled you for the past two days. I'll bring the patient here in person some other day," Zhang Yan said with his eyes closed and his eyebrows pinched.

Yang Peidong turned his head and glanced at him. He had never seen Zhang Yan look worried.The sudden depression of a person who always smiles makes people feel sad and fresh, "Please contact me again, anyway, I have lived in this place for so long, so I am a little more familiar with you than you - it doesn't help much I'm so sorry."

"You should understand that you don't need to say sorry to me, you can help as much as you help." Zhang Yan glanced at him sideways, "Why are you starting to make such ridiculous and low-level mistakes? You are not a high-achieving student and a social elite. ?"

Yang Peidong ridiculed: "Social elites who repay housing loans with half their salaries?"

Zhang Yan smiled wryly, and wanted to add: "My greatest specialty is adapting to the new environment quickly, and I have already turned Yancheng to the bottom in the past few days." The moment he opened his mouth, he suddenly felt so exhausted that he couldn't open his mouth. And there is a sense of complaint and resentment in tasting these words.In the end, I only said "thank you" in a barely audible voice.

After several hours of digestion and psychological adjustment, Zhang Yan had already recovered his stable state when he saw Hu Bing again.

Hu Bing took his backpack, "Have you asked?"

Zhang Yan nodded, "Mmm", "It's better to have the patient go there, it's too perfunctory to just bring the case." He turned his head and looked at Hu Bing seriously, and said very serious words in a joking tone : "Are you assured of handing your mother over to me?"

Hu Bing was savvy, and joked in the same way: "No matter how you hear this, you should ask my mother—are you assured of handing over your son to me?—Don't worry, who else can I trust if you don't worry about you?"

Zhang Yan hooked his neck and looked like he really wanted to kiss him, but he stopped the car in time because of the public.

Mother Hu looked at the handsome young man in front of her, her eyes gleamed with kindness, the kind of kindness that can coax children under the age of six to be affectionate at will.It's just that they don't belong to the age of forties, and these eyes are a bit like those of an old man in his seventies.

"I've asked some friends, but they all said that the patient needs to go there in person, at most two or three days." Zhang Yan explained gently, "When the time comes, Hu Bing and I will accompany you, okay?"

Hu Bing felt a little helpless when he saw Zhang Yan's coaxing tone. He wanted to say that his mother was very clear-headed and there was no need to speak so softly.The most important thing is, you have never coaxed me like this before!

Hu's mother looked at the bald husband in a blink of an eye, and the bald husband nodded, "Just go, anyway, I have traveled a lot in these years, at worst, it will be a tourist."

Zhang Yan touched the relationship of this family and found that Hu Bing's parents are very open-minded people. If something happens in the future, they should not be so hard to accept.Thinking about it this way, he suddenly felt that he had put so much effort into curing Mama Hu's illness, it seemed that he subconsciously carried a little intention of flattering her.

Hu's mother doesn't have to go to work. After so many years, the family still relies on that restaurant for a living, and the old customers they have accumulated over the years can still get by.Students' holidays are always longer, but Zhang Yan doesn't have so much time to procrastinate. Fortunately, it is easier to take sick leave, and there are not so many rules in a small studio. The most important thing is that people are more talkative.

A few of them discussed it and decided that it was too late, so they packed up their things and set off the next day.Zhang Yan was actually a little timid. He forgot that Hu Bing would definitely follow him before school started, and he would most likely bump into Yang Peidong when he came.

Soldiers came to block them, water came to cover them, Zhang Yan was thinking in his mind.It's just that he didn't go to work much this month and during the holidays, he probably will eat dirt next month, and even though Hu Bing is here, he will inevitably advance some money...

Next month, I may not even be able to eat boiled noodles, let alone add a poached egg.

The second time Zhang Yan came over, it wasn't as exciting as the first time, he was stuck at get off work and blocked people.They queued up for registration safely, and followed the doctor's instructions to change floors for examinations.Money flowed out like running water.

After a round of inspection, Si Yongjing looked at the documents wearing reading glasses, and finally diagnosed hysterical aphasia. Of course, Mother Hu has not spoken for many years, and her function has indeed degenerated. Cooperate with language rehabilitation.Need to coax her to babble like a child.

Older children are more difficult to care for than real children.

Si Yongjing pushed the reading glasses that slid onto the tip of his nose: "It's been six years, and you can't say a word?"

"Occasionally, I can speak a single word," Hu Bing said, "Once or twice, I was able to speak a few words, but the logic of the language was confused, and I didn't know what to say."

Zhang Yan really didn't know about this, because he had never seen Mama Hu speak to her, not a single word.

Hu Bing seemed to have noticed something, turned around and explained: "She only told me and Dad."

Zhang Yan nodded, and continued to look at Si Yongjing's wrinkled face.

Si Yongjing took out a medical record book and began to write the medical record.Surprisingly, his handwriting is very handsome, and there is no "ghost painting talisman", which is a specialty of doctors in the legend, but he still can't understand the chemical symbols drawn.

"Get the medicine first, the medicine cannot be stopped. From tomorrow onwards, I will come here to receive psychological counseling and acupuncture treatment at least once a month, and I will see the effect in half a year."

Hu Bing took the medical records and prescriptions, and walked out together with Hu's mother and Zhang Yan.Before Zhang Yan thanked him and turned his head, he took a look at Si Yongjing's old face, and carried out the phrase "Pay attention to his face" anytime and anywhere.

With Zhang Yan's rudimentary understanding, although Si Yongjing has no extra money to earn and no power to gain for them, he will not deliberately make things difficult for them.Zhang Yan originally wanted to secretly give him half a month's salary, but he felt that for a boss like Si Yongjing, his half-month salary was no different from an ant's leg, and it wasn't enough to humiliate people.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan snapped his fingers in a flash of inspiration. He thought of his second-married mother...

Hu Bing looked back at him, not knowing what this guy was thinking secretly, so he stopped and stared at him sadly.Zhang Yan stuck out his tongue at him, and then helped Mama Hu into the elevator.

Mother Hu just laughed, and Zhang Yan felt that although her thinking was quite normal, she seemed to be a little slow in responding.

From this day on, on the 10th of every month, Zhang Yan will deliberately ask for leave to rush back to Zinan West District, and then take Hu's mother to Yancheng.Occasionally, I would take him around Yancheng. After all, Yancheng is not only a famous economic center, but also a famous tourist city.

Mother Hu gradually treated him as her own son, and gradually began to speak a few words to him, occasionally forming sentences, even though the language was difficult.She was involuntarily nervous when she spoke, and she became more and more chaotic when she got angry, without expressing clearly with gestures.Her thinking is more logical than her words.

Zhang Yan gradually discovered that this was actually a very smart woman, but he just couldn't imagine what kind of pain and shock could make someone lose their voice.Of course, it may be that my ability to bear is too weak. According to the year he spent in their house, he found that Hu's mother's family is quite big.It's good now, I'll eat it all at once.

Zhang Yan was short and kneaded her legs, "I've walked a lot today, are you tired? Hu Bing said that after graduation, he wants to take an entrance exam in Yancheng's TV station. Then we will rent a house here directly, so as not to have to go back and forth every day." Run, the hospital wants to go to the hospital several times, three times a day to the stuck point."

Madam Hu looked at him and smiled. The spring in Yancheng was warm and windy, and there was a salty smell of sea water in the air.Not far away, on the beach, young people in creator bikinis are catching the sea.Mother Hu pointed to the sea, "Go and play too", she waved her hand, "Don't worry about me."

Zhang Yan looked at him with a smile: "I think it's dirty, and I'm not wearing slippers." He looked at the small white canvas shoes on his feet.

"Graduating soon," said Hu's mother.

"Ok".

It has been a year and a half later, and Hu Bing is about to graduate.

"Recently I was looking for an internship position. The school seems to have arranged for a reporter from the county radio station, but it is in Acropolis, and it is far from the city center. It takes more than 40 minutes to go there by car. But I heard that I go to work late, at nine o'clock, and in the afternoon Get off work at four."

Mother Hu nodded: "Very good."

Zhang Yan smiled and said nothing. He didn't think it was a good thing. Isn't this just eating and waiting to die?

Here, Hu Bing, who is about to "eat and wait to die", is struggling with "skinny" and "fullness".The instructor called him to the office and taught him earnestly: "It is good for college students to have dreams, but dreams are very full. After two or three years, you will realize the skinnyness of reality." He took a sip of tea and spit out the tea leaves Mo, "The county-level TV station is indeed a small TV station. If you have good grades, you may not like it."

Hu Bing shook his head tightly and said no, the instructor raised his hand and nodded frequently to show that he understood.Hu Bing felt that what they understood was not the same thing.

Instructor: "Don't say you don't like it, I don't like it either."

Hu Bing: "..."

"But you also said that you want to be a reporter. This year, our official unit that accepts journalist interns is the only one that has been snatched away by the journalism department. There are many civil servant positions, but you will have to take an exam next year. Your level should be able to Passed..."

Hu Bing knew in his heart that his mentor wanted him to be an intern in the civil service position. He should get to know him well first, and as long as his grades could pass the line, he would definitely be pulled in.Considering him from the perspective of "bread and milk", he is not indifferent.But being admitted as a civil servant basically means that this iron rice bowl will smash himself to death, the kind that he can't turn over when he is thrown into a pit-he will never want to change jobs in his life.The world is so big, he hasn't visited yet!

Hu Bing told Zhang Yan about his struggle.Zhang Yan said bluntly: "You are short of the words 'I'm going to be a reporter' written all over your body."

Hu Bing wiped the saliva from the tutor on his face: "I still want to be a reporter. I can take the civil servant exam in any year. Before I settle down, I want to float for a while and see the bigger world."

The instructor was discouraged, feeling that his tea in the enamel mug was for nothing, "Believe it or not, I bet you, even if you have seen a wider world, you will still choose the position I advised you to go to in the end?"

Hu Bing frowned slightly, not understanding the mystery of this sentence.

The Mediterranean instructor snorted: "Character determines destiny. No matter how many detours you take, you will still return to the original direction."

So Hu Bing returned to the rental room with question marks on his forehead.He lay on his back on the bed, looking at the newly bought round zenith light on the ceiling.

This rental house was found after returning from the Chinese New Year last year. They moved here as soon as the contract of the previous old house expired. 50-square-meter single room, although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.It's just that the kitchen is a bit suffocated. The kitchen is placed at the gate and is only the size of a table.

They will go to practice in a week, and they will graduate after three months of practice.Hu Bing suddenly felt a little emotional, excited and disappointed.

Hu Bing sent a message to Zhang Yan: I still want to be a reporter.

Zhang Yan called him directly: "Go if you want, I never stopped."

"Is Mom feeling better?"

"Well, I can speak a few short words now, and I am not afraid of strangers anymore. The doctor said that if I continue to recover at this speed, I will recover in about a year."

Hu Bing was moved and sour. In the past one and a half years, Zhang Yan was more like his own son than him, and he was almost as bad as shit and piss.

"Tell her that I don't have summer vacation this year and I can't go home. I will find time to go back and see her before graduation."

What Hu Bing didn't know was that Zhang Yan had already turned on the speakerphone, and Mother Hu listened to everything he said, and said, "Okay, be careful outside."

Hu Bing was a little surprised. He hadn't listened to her mother for many years.He was stunned for a moment, "He recovered so quickly? It was still very difficult to talk when I went home last time."

Zhang Yan explained: "The doctor said that the reply speed will be faster and faster." When he said this, he raised his eyebrows proudly at Mama Hu, as if to say: Yes, we are that good.

"Every time you go to Yancheng, I feel very complicated," Hu Bing said suddenly, "I feel like I'm going to sell...that kind of thing to save my mother."

Zhang Yan knew what he wanted to say, "Sell your wife to save your mother", luckily he braked in time, and the speaker was still on.

Zhang Yan had struggled for a long time between "complete concealment" and "tactful telling of the truth", but in the end he chose to tell the truth tactfully because he was afraid that self-defeating misunderstandings would only deepen.How euphemistic the details can be... It took more than half a year for him to lay out the truth half-heartedly before leaking out of the underlying iceberg.

"It's been so many years, who still takes it seriously?" Of course, he knew in his heart that Yang Peidong was quite serious. Ever since Zhang Yan came to Yancheng regularly, Yang Peidong had found opportunities to ask him out several times.Fortunately, there was a mother Hu who was not familiar with the place and her brain was not very good at acting as a shield, so she refused a lot.

But it is impossible to say that there is no connection at all.Nonsense, I was able to find the current attending doctor because of his face - although my mother spent a lot of money later on it was also the main reason.

"But occasionally we will have a meal together, after all, he has helped me a lot." Of course, I can't tell him about the secret throwing money.

"I understand, I have to treat him to a meal when I have time," and declared his status by the way.

Zhang Yan: "..."

"It's time for dinner, let's go back to rest early. Need acupuncture tomorrow?" Hu Bing said.

"Yes", Zhang Yan exchanged a few words and hung up the phone, and helped Mama Hu to walk to the hotel.