Chapter 6 Visit

As for her brother Xuanzhu, although Xuanli has never seen him since he was taken to Yanyu Town in Jiangnan when he was three years old, he still receives photos from him every winter.

He wrote in the attached letter: I heard that it never snows in the south of the Yangtze River, but the snow scene in Kyoto is very beautiful every year. When you get well and return to Kyoto, I will take you to build a snowman together.

After she learned to write, she would send him photos of the spring scenery in Jiangnan every spring, and she would write back letters about interesting things that happened in the past year.

But now that she has returned to Kyoto, she will never have the chance to build a snowman with him again.

Xuanzhu died in the fire in the courtyard eight years ago, and Xuanli did not receive his postcard that winter.

Xuanli packed up her things and returned to the reception hall. Xuanran was half-slumped on the chair, legs crossed, and she could still clearly hear her scrolling through the video.

"Cousin, can you take me with you to visit grandpa?"

Xuan Ran stopped shaking his legs, moved his phone away, and raised his eyes to look at her.

"I have something to do and I can't leave right now. You can go there by yourself. I'll send you the address," she said, opening the WeChat QR code and "scan it."

Xuanli tugged at the corner of her clothes, "I don't have a smartphone."

Xuan Ran laughed mockingly and took back his phone, "What a country bumpkin! Then I'll just read the address orally. You'd better remember it. Don't blame me if you can't find it."

Xuanli lowered her eyes, "Okay."

When I walked out of the courtyard, a breeze blew in my face, and the leaves of the sycamore trees beside the street rustled.

Xuanli stood at the door for a while, then carefully closed the door, holding the gold card given by Jiang Cheng tightly in her right hand in her pocket.

She only had two hundred yuan in cash with her, all scattered in bits and pieces, neatly placed in the little rabbit satchel.

The little rabbit satchel was bought by Xuanli when she was in the second grade of junior high school at a ring stall in the neighboring town. She never bought random things from the market, but when she saw that satchel, she bought it without hesitation.

I took out the only ten dollars I had on me and took out the ring. Unexpectedly, I got hit once and I still carry it to this day.

Xuanli came to Kyoto for the first time and didn't know the way around. After exiting the alley, she reached out and stopped a taxi at the intersection.

"Where to go?"

The driver rolled down the window. He was an unshaven old man with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Go to Kyoto Daiichi Hospital."

The smoke floated in front of her eyes, causing her to cough several times.

"Fifty."

Xuanli paused while pulling the car door, "Isn't it based on a meter?"

The driver bit his cigarette butt and clicked his tongue impatiently, "Are you going to get on or not? I just happened to be on the way so I gave you a cheaper price. Others would pay more than this!"

The car has been parked on the side of the road for two minutes, and the car behind it has blocked half of the street.

A driver stuck his head out and yelled: "The people in front of you can't move on! This is a one-way street!"

The taxi driver glanced at her, "Did you hear that? Can you get in the car?"

Xuanli had no choice but to open the car door and sit in.

The smell of cigarette smoke in the car became even stronger. She opened the window to let some air in, but she still choked and her eyes became sore.

She waved her hand to try to disperse the smoke, "Uncle, could you please put out your cigarette?"

The driver glanced at her through the rearview mirror in the car, said nothing, and continued smoking.

Xuanli coughed a few times and deliberately hoarse her voice: "I have asthma."

He immediately put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, turned on the air in the car, and was eager to clear up the relationship.

"If you get sick soon, don't blame me."

She pursed her lips silently and looked out the window.

Before the seats were warm, the car suddenly stopped.

"arrive."

Xuanli looked around at the nearby buildings in surprise, but didn't find a hospital.

"Kyoto No. 1 Hospital is not a place for ordinary people to stay. It is heavily guarded inside and outside. Outside vehicles are not allowed to enter within 500 meters." The driver stretched out his hand, "Get out of the car and give me money."

She took out a fifty from her bag and handed it to him, opened the door and got out of the car.

Xuanli walked around for more than ten minutes before finding the hospital door. As soon as she reached the door, she was stopped by the security guard.

He held the baton in front of him, "What are you doing?"

She was startled and said in a weak voice: "I'm here to visit the patient."

Seeing that she was so frightened, the security guard turned pale for a moment and unconsciously lowered his voice: "Which ward number do you live in and what is it called?"

Xuan Li said the ward number that Xuan Ran said without missing a word, "4105, Xuan Zhiyuan."

"Master Xuan does live here, but not in 4105."

If it had been anyone else, the security guard would have thought it was some unknown person who came to inquire about Xuang Zhiyuan's ward. But the little girl in front of him, who looked soft and frail, did not look like a bad person at first glance. He directly told her the specific ward and even personally escorted her.

She arrived downstairs in the inpatient building.

Xuanli bowed to him, "Thank you, uncle."

The security guard smiled and waved goodbye to her, biting his fist with tears in his eyes when he turned around.

"I'm obviously only in my early thirties, so why am I an uncle!"

Xuanli entered the elevator and pressed the button for the 6th floor. The disease types of patients on each floor were posted on the door. The 6th floor was for the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine.

She walked from ward to ward and stopped at the door of 6108. The electronic screen at the door displayed Xuang Zhiyuan's name.

Xuanli took a deep breath and knocked lightly on the door.

An old but powerful voice sounded from inside, "Please come in."

Pushing the door open and walking in, Xuang Zhiyuan thought it was Xuan Ran. He didn't raise his head and continued to read the newspaper with his reading glasses on.

"Isn't today Friday? Are you absent from school again?"

"Grandpa, I am Xuanli."
Chapter completed!