The substitute is actually a scum attacking himself

The branch of the Hongfu District Sanatorium in Luohai City was established not long ago, and there was a shortage of nurses. A month ago, another recruitment was carried out.

Qin Xiu pushed down his black peaked cap to cover most of his face, and then took the badge from the foreman.

"There are not many male nurses these days, and you have a good physique and a bright future. Work hard!" The foreman smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

A trace of disgust flashed across Tan Xiu's eyes hidden under the peaked cap. He avoided the fat hand of the foreman and walked into the dormitory assigned by the nursing home.

Duan Jingcheng lives in Area A of the advanced ward, which is only one floor away from the patients that Qin Xiu takes care of.

He had known Duan Jingcheng for a week in the nursing home, and when Duan Jingcheng's nurse was going out, he pushed open the door of Duan Jingcheng's ward and walked in.

At that time, Jing Cheng's condition was well under control, and he lived alone on a soft stool in the ward, staring at a pot of Clivia on the balcony in a daze.

"Son..." When she heard the movement, she turned around and stared blankly at the person passing by. When she saw the protective uniform on Tan Xiu's body, she lowered her head in disappointment and stopped making a sound.

Qin Xiu walked to the balcony and hugged the pot of Clivia.

Duan Jingcheng nervously followed his movements and turned his gaze, getting up to snatch it back.

"Mine, this is mine, my son's..."

"Don't be afraid." Tan Xiu smiled at her in a low voice, "I won't hurt it."

After all, he stuffed Clivia into Duan Jingcheng's arms.

Duan Jingcheng was appeased immediately, and stroked the slender branches and leaves of Clivia with her fingertips.

Tan Xiu slowly approached her, put his hands on the back of her soft chair, leaned close to her ear, and bewitched, "Do you want to be with your son forever?"

Duan Jingcheng paused when she heard the sound, and turned her head to look at Tan Xiu in a daze, her lips parted palely.

Tan Xiu smoothed the clothes on her shoulders and said in a low voice, "I have a way to help you, so that you and your son will be together forever and never be separated."

"What way!" Duan Jingcheng's eyes widened, her fingertips trembling excitedly, "I want to be with my son forever, please help me!"

"Don't worry." Tan Xiu smiled and said, "I heard that in ancient times, a tribe had a way of offering sacrifices. If a person was burned to death, he could be resurrected by offering sacrifices with fire and a living person..."

"Fire..." Before Duan Jingcheng's eyes flashed the raging fire of Duan Jize's death that she had imagined countless times, and her body began to tremble.

She held Tan Xiu's clothes tightly and asked him, "How to do it, priest...tell me!"

What a crazy woman.

Tan Xiu took out his clothes in displeasure, took out a booklet from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Do as it says on this one, and I'll help you with the rest."

"Okay, okay...I want to be with my son forever." Duan Jingcheng hurriedly flipped through the booklet in her arms.

But Tan Xiu held her hand and warned: "Don't be in a hurry, and don't let people know. If you succeed, I will be your believer and will always help you and your son; but if you fail, your son will come back again." Die once!"

"No, don't... my son can't...can't die..." Duan Jingcheng hurriedly stuffed the booklet into her bosom and hid it, and promised Qin Xiu with tears in her eyes, "I'll learn it by myself, I won't let others know..."

"Okay, just be obedient."

Qin Xiu smiled with satisfaction, turned around and left the ward.

……

During this time, when Jiang Muye went to visit Duan Jingcheng in the nursing home, Zhang Bo was still receiving him.

"How is she?" Jiang Muye just came out of the private hospital where Duan Jize was treated, and came here again, and asked Zhang Bo about Duan Jingcheng's situation as soon as he got off the car.

Zhang Bo blushed and said happily: "The condition is very good, the days of illness are rare, and I usually read books by myself. Being able to read books proves that the mind is calm. Calming down is only good for the disease."

"That's good." Jiang Muye let out a sigh of relief.

It is a great thing that Duan Jingcheng's condition has improved, otherwise, he really doesn't know how to explain to Xie Xingzhou as before.

"Are you here?" Duan Jingcheng really did what Zhang Bo said, her complexion was much ruddy, and she would even greet someone when she came in.

Jiang Muye nodded at her, let Zhang Bo go out first, and sat by the hospital bed to accompany Duan Jingcheng.

They chatted for a while, and Duan Jingcheng never got sick and called his son—this is a sign that his condition is improving.

But Jiang Muye looked at the old man with fine lines around his eyes on the hospital bed, a person he had taken care of as a family member for more than four years, and felt a little lost in his heart.

It's just that as soon as this thought came up, he was restrained.

Jiang Muye couldn't help laughing at himself from the bottom of his heart, it really is true that evil comes with evil, and he reaped the consequences.

He used Xie Xingzhou as a substitute and Duan Jingcheng as a substitute, and he became addicted unknowingly. Now that the person Xie Xingzhou really loves has returned, and Duan Jingcheng's biological son has also returned, he still feels a sense of loss, what a shame. Extremely.

The mobile phone in his hand vibrated, and Meng Siyi sent a text message, saying that they had arrived and asking him where to meet.

Jiang Muye replied to her: I'll come downstairs to pick you up.

He put away his mobile phone, tucked the quilt up for Duan Jingcheng, stood up and prepared to go out.

It's just that as soon as the door of the ward was opened, the person to see had arrived, and he was standing at the door, staring blankly at him.

They were going to meet today, and they wanted to explain everything clearly. It was just that Jiang Muye had some room to breathe when they made an appointment.

Xie Xingzhou only felt that someone had poured a whole pot of lead water into his body from the cap of the sky, which froze all the blood and nerves in his body, making him unable to react or move at all.

How could he see Jiang Muye here?

How could he see Jiang Muye in Duan Jingcheng's ward?

Didn't Meng Siyi want to bring him to meet the man Duan Jize rescued back then?How could it be Jiang Muye?

How could there be such a coincidence in this world...

Xie Xingzhou is not a saint. At that time he liked Duan Jize so much. During the days and nights when he learned of Duan Jize's "death", how could he not secretly hope for someone else who died like Duan Jingcheng.

It's just that he is a normal person, he has reason, and he knows that he can't blame anyone for this matter, so he suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart.

What's more, he has given up on Duan Jize now.

However, seeing Jiang Muye appearing in front of him in such a capacity, he still felt unable to get over the hurdle in his heart.

No one is wrong, the only one who is wrong is himself.

The mistake is that he shouldn't flaunt how pure his love for Duan Jize is, so much that he wished he didn't go back to save Jiang Muye and let Jiang Muye die in that fire; but then he did everything to Jiang Muye The dirty things even made the feelings for Duan Jize slowly transfer to Jiang Muye.

He really made a big joke that stood up and down.

Xie Xingzhou was stunned for a long time, and finally pulled the corner of his mouth into a bitter smile, and muttered: "It turns out...it's you..."

Jiang Muye looked at him worriedly, and walked towards him eagerly: "Xingzhou..."

"I'm fine." Xie Xingzhou took a step back, avoiding Jiang Muye's hand.

"I'll come see Auntie Duan another day." Xie Xingzhou said to Meng Siyi, who was also stunned, and turned around and ran away quickly.

"Xing Zhou!" Meng Siyi wanted to chase him, but was stopped by Jiang Muye.

"Forget it, let him be quiet." Jiang Muye let out a long breath, turned around and leaned against the wall outside the ward, and looked up at the cool white lights in the corridor.

He was dazzled by the light, wondering if today's meeting was too abrupt and unacceptable.

All he knew was that his heart ached when he saw Xie Xingzhou's pale face just now.

"I'll go downstairs to smoke a cigarette." Jiang Muye straightened up and said politely to Meng Siyi.

Meng Siyi was still worried about Xie Xingzhou, and followed Jiang Muye downstairs, "I'd better go and see Xingzhou, I'm worried."

"Alright."

Jiang Muye nodded, and before leaving, he glanced at Duan Jingcheng in the ward, she had already fallen asleep.

The sanatorium was built in the suburbs on the back of the mountain. There is a winding asphalt road outside the sanatorium. There are no houses or buildings along the way, and it is very clean.

Xie Xingzhou ran along this quiet road for a long time, and finally stopped at an abandoned bus stop.

Few people come here, and occasionally a few cars gallop past, behind them are birch and eucalyptus trees planted in the suburbs, and some birds fly into the air after landing on the branches, leaving only the sound of flapping wings.

Xie Xingzhou sat alone on the rusty bench in the stands.

Today is the best day of winter weather, but the sun is also hidden in thick clouds, giving no reminder of the passing of time.

Before he knew it, Xie Xingzhou sat here for a whole afternoon, and then he was brought back to his senses by a sudden ringing of his mobile phone.

Meng Siyi on the other end of the phone said anxiously: "Xing Zhou, it's not good, Aunt Duan ran out of the nursing home alone and disappeared! Didn't you come here? I didn't see you along the way while driving, and I'm about to go to the nursing home now. You are on the road, stay where you are, and wait for me to pick you up."

"No." Xie Xingzhou stood up abruptly, looked around and said, "Leave me alone, I'm not far away, you can go back by yourself."

"Okay, I heard that Aunt Duan might have gone to the back mountain while no one was looking. We are going to look for it in the back mountain. If you arrive at the nursing home and we are not there, we will wait in the hospital." Meng Siyi confessed.

"En." Xie Xingzhou hung up the phone, turned around and ran back.

After running for a certain distance, he was exhausted and stopped, standing on the side of the road panting.

A farmer was mowing grass in the field beside the road. Seeing Xie Xingzhou's hurried face, he asked him where he was going.

Xie Xingzhou: "Houshan."

"Houshan, Houshan, you can take that small road." The farmer pointed to a dirt road behind him and said, "We locals often take this road. It is a shortcut. It is much faster than this big road. I just walked by the small road." It’s just that there are many branch roads, although each one can lead to the mountain, but the distance is different, I can’t point it out for you one by one, you go with luck, it’s faster than this road.”

Xie Xingzhou looked in the direction he pointed, and the winding path led straight to the dense forest.

Although the dirt road is difficult, it is indeed the best choice if it is urgent.

"Thank you." Xie Xingzhou thanked him, jumped into the ground without hesitation, and walked on the bumpy dirt road.

The clean white shoe surface soon became dirty, he didn't care, and hurried up the back hill along this path.

He was so anxious that he didn't notice the farmer quietly following behind him.

When he stopped at a flat place on the mountain and was about to consider how to choose the branch road in front of him, he heard the sound behind him and turned around.

"Oh, your pace is too slow." The farmer smiled honestly and said, "I'm going home after finishing my work, why don't I take you up the mountain."

Xie Xingzhou had clearly seen that his grass had only been mowed a little while ago, and at the moment he didn't have a basket or other tools on his back.

Things are a little weird.

Xie Xingzhou remained vigilant and kept a safe distance from the farmer.

Seeing that he was silent, the other party wanted to get closer.

At this point, Xie Xingzhou fully understood the other party's intentions, so he turned around and wanted to escape.

But the man picked up a wooden stick hidden here, quickly chased after him, swung the stick and smashed it hard at the back of Xie Xingzhou's head, knocking Xie Xingzhou unconscious.