The night breeze is blowing, and there is a bit of a cold smell tonight.
Standing on the pedestrian bridge not far from Tongji Hospital, Yang Xiaolan's eyes were a little dull.
What she experienced yesterday and today made her soul suffer endless torture, whether it was the doctor's indifferent attitude when she went to see the doctor, or the fear of being contaminated by the doctors and nurses during the examination.
The appearance made her a little irritated.
Especially the mean-looking woman's conversation with several other doctors when she went for a check-up: "These mentally retarded women today, who mess around all day long, deserve these diseases! You said that if you keep your peace and don't talk to your online friends
Is it possible to open a house like this? This woman has had an abortion and I don’t know if she is married yet. She is my daughter and I will strangle her to death! She is nothing!..."
At that time, because it was getting late and there were no other patients in the outpatient room, she happened to have some questions that she had not asked clearly and was about to come back to ask them, but she didn't want to hear them clearly...
The treatment plan and explanation the doctor gave her really had no good effect.
She was not stupid. Although this hospital was very famous, she felt that the service attitude was not very good. The attending doctor was still vague and did not even mention gene therapy. He only talked about freezing, interleukin, and wart removal.
In terms of class, I opened a lot of medicine orders, and the value of them all reached more than 15,000 yuan!
Yang Xiaolan thought for a moment, and if the treatment continued like this, it would definitely be a bottomless pit. Although Zhang Wufeng had transferred 150,000 yuan to her after chatting on QQ the night before yesterday, she still felt that this was just a drop in the bucket.
Doctors in big cities seem to have lost their medical ethics and only know how to prescribe expensive and less effective medicines, but have completely forgotten to save lives and heal the wounded. At least, after a detailed explanation by the gynecological director of the county maternal and child care department, for this matter
She already knew the disease very well.
So when faced with those eloquent doctors who asked her to prescribe medicines, laser freezing and other treatments, she suddenly felt quite sad.
So, she gave up treatment.
That bank card, she found her younger brother who was studying in Wuhan, and gave it to him. There was nearly 170,000 yuan in it, which was enough for him to finish college and become independent. Her parents worked in factories, although they only had 1,000 yuan.
A diversified salary, but also no worries about food and clothing.
Rather than spending all the money on medical treatment and then working to make money, it would be better to give the money to your family and then leave this world by yourself.
In her brand-new Apple MP4, the foreign voice, which was not very loud but very mellow, kept singing the song "Leaves" by Asan in a loop. Tears kept falling from her dull eyes.
"If you really repent, find the tallest building and jump off yourself. Not only will you be liberated, but you can also go to the ground and kneel down to apologize to my father! Just take care of yourself!"
The angry messages sent from his QQ were as clear as angry roars in his ears. How deeply hurt would it be for a man who loved him so much to say that he didn't even have dignity in front of her?
Such heartless words!
Yes, she cut off the heir, violated his father's last wish, had sex with his friend, and took away his last money... Looking back, she couldn't believe that she could do such a cruel thing!
With such a result, she had no complaints. In fact, she only felt a lot of pressure. After leaving him, she realized that she could no longer do anything well.
I didn't realize it when we were together, but I suddenly realized it when we were not together, but, really, it was too late.
If there had been no betrayal, there might still be room for salvation, but now...
Yang Xiaolan suddenly smiled. She felt that at this moment in her life, it was really meaningless.
The dew on summer nights is heavy and a bit icy. Under the overpass, cars pass by with their headlights on from time to time. Those cars all have a pair of big oval eyes, like huge iron wheels.
Shell monster.
Taking out the N97, Yang Xiaolan's eyes were filled with relief, and the complex emotions of depression and exhaustion, regret and despair had completely disappeared.
She was smiling, and her face without makeup had a calm and peaceful expression.
Apart from her family members, the only contact on her phone is Zhang Wufeng.
The call was quickly connected. Shocking music came from the other end of the phone. A hoarse and powerful male voice was singing loudly, "This is the best punishment for impulse...", this
It's the original version of "The Punishment of Impulse" by Daolang.
"What's wrong? Isn't the money enough? If not, I will send you more later. Don't worry about it! Also, I have already taught Huang Yuansheng a lesson and broke both of his hands, which can be considered as a favor for you.
Already."
There was a slight silence on the other side of the phone, and then the music and loudspeaker trembled a little lower. It was obvious that Zhang Wufeng had found a quieter place to answer the call.
Zhang Wufeng's voice was a bit gentle and caring, but also a bit indifferent, but she could feel the distant flavor. This feeling was no longer the strong caring and caring flavor before.
However, this gentle tone of concern still brought tears to her eyes.
When a person is about to die, his words may be kind or sad, and his feelings may be fragile and rich.
She cried, silently, as if the tears were disconnected, and she could no longer stop it. This was the first time since the divorce that Zhang Wufeng spoke to her in a very gentle tone, although his words were no longer as good as
It tasted the same as before, but she was already very satisfied.
"No, I just suddenly wanted to hear your voice, so I called you. I'm leaving, but I have no choice or ability to pay you back. I'll owe you this last time! In the next life, I will
I will definitely pay you back! Finally, I wish you happiness and happiness. I believe that you will definitely find a good woman who cherishes you, loves you, and understands you!
Goodbye, my dear!"
Yang Xiaolan said softly, with a strong blessing in her tone. She raised her head, and the night wind dried the tears in the corners of her eyes, as cold as a knife.
The mosquitoes around her were frantically sucking the blood from her face and arms, but she couldn't feel it anymore.
There was silence on the other side of the phone, but she hung up the phone at this moment.
She put her mobile phone and the MP4 playing the song into a brown leather bag, hung the bag on her body, then climbed over the railing and closed her eyes.
When the last two tears rolled down, she jumped down gently.
Her body and mind were haggard, and her thin body, wrapped in a pink ladylike dress, cast a faint brilliance in the air, like a dead leaf falling in the air in late autumn...
Under the bridge, the traffic flow was turbulent and weaving in and out.
In the air, Asang's sad singing voice still floated clearly.
leaf
It's wings that can't fly
wing
It's a leaf falling from the sky
Heaven
It turns out it’s not a delusion
It’s just that I’ve already forgotten
How did you start flying in the first place?
alone
It's one person's carnival
carnival
It’s the loneliness of a group of people
love
It turns out that the beginning is companionship
But I gradually forget
How was it that someone accompanied you at that time?
I eat and travel alone
Stop and go everywhere
I also read and write alone
Have a heart-to-heart conversation with yourself
It’s just that my heart has wandered to where
Even I can't see clearly
I think I didn't just lose you
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