This is a group of very dilapidated buildings, with an unfinished building next to it.
This area is close to the very suburbs of Yanjing and is a planned area. It is feared that all these buildings will be demolished within a few years.
Most of the people who live here come to Yanjing to work or make a living, because renting a house here is not expensive. Compared with other places in Yanjing, the prices here are very affordable.
But the price that is close to the people comes in exchange for a harsh environment.
There is no greenery, garbage is everywhere on the ground, mottled walls, stalls can be seen everywhere, and a moldy stench wafts from the stinking ditch next to it.
Actually these are not surprising.
In every famous big city, there is a place like this, and Yanjing is no exception.
But...how could Liang Qiuyan live in a place like this?
She is from the Liang family of Yanjing!
People from the Liang family, no matter how bad they are, would not live in a place like this, right?
Lin Yang's face darkened, and he and Su Yan walked into the corridor.
But after walking around the first floor for a few times, I couldn't find Liang Qiuyan's house.
"Lin Yang, which house number does your godmother live in?" Su Yan couldn't help but ask.
"102!" Lin Yang said solemnly.
"But...it's all in the 20s here...could it be that 102 is down there?" Su Yan said inexplicably.
"under?"
Lin Yang was stunned, seemed to have thought of something, and ran to the stairs, only to find that there was a relatively narrow staircase in the corner of the stairs on the first floor, and he quickly got in.
Su Yan couldn't help but be startled, and glanced at the stairs. There were no lights there, it was pitch black, and she could only rely on the light of her mobile phone to get downstairs.
After going downstairs, the two discovered that 102 was indeed on this floor.
But... this is completely a basement.
Moreover, it was very smoky inside, and many people stood smoking at the entrance of the corridor. After all, there were no windows in the house.
Seeing Lin Yang and Su Yan approaching, these people looked at them one after another. Of course, everyone's eyes were fixed on Su Yan. Even though the aisle was extremely dark, Su Yan's breathtakingly beautiful face was at this moment.
It can still draw away the souls of countless people.
Su Yan was a little uncomfortable with the gazes of these people and subconsciously moved closer to Lin Yang.
"arrive."
Lin Yang stopped, looked at the house number in front of him, and then knocked on the door.
Tuk-tuk-tuk...
"Who..." An old voice sounded in the room, and a faint cough could be heard.
"It's me, Lin Yang!"
Lin Yang shouted.
"Lin Yang?"
The people in the room murmured and opened the door.
She was an old woman, with gray hair, chicken skin and gray hair. She was probably over sixty years old.
She looked at Lin Yang curiously and said in confusion: "Young man, who are you looking for?"
"Is Liang Qiuyan here?" Lin Yang asked.
"Here, who are you?" the old woman asked.
"I am her godson. I heard that she was seriously ill, so I came here to see her." Lin Yang said.
"Oh, then you came just in time. I'm afraid she won't survive the night. Come in and take a look." The old woman opened the door and said.
As soon as the door opened, a strong musty smell came.
Su Yan couldn't help but pinch her nose.
Lin Yang also frowned and walked in.
This is a small room of only more than 30 square meters. The toilet and stove are all piled up, and it can only fit a bed, which is not big. At this moment, a woman in her late fifties is lying on the bed. She has both hands.
He has gray hair on his temples, a weathered face, tubes on his arms, and an oxygen inhaler. He is a little unconscious and coughs from time to time. It seems like he can't hold on much longer.
Seeing Liang Qiuyan like this, Lin Yang felt a sore nose and secretly clenched his fists.
Liang Qiuyan grew up watching him and loved him very much.
He still remembered that when he was a child, he was envious of the other children in the Lin family who had oversized Transformers toys. Liang Qiuyan didn't say anything and just carried him to the street to buy them.
Whenever her mother suffered injustice in the Lin family and cried alone, it was Liang Qiuyan who came to comfort her and provide them with a small amount of warmth.
However, I never thought that after all these years, Liang Qiuyan would look like this when I saw her again...
He walked over slowly, sat beside the bed, took Liang Qiuyan's hand, and felt her pulse.
"Who...who..." Liang Qiuyan seemed to notice something, she opened her eyes with all her strength and called out weakly.
"Mom, it's me, Xiaoyang..." Lin Yang shouted tremblingly.
"Xiao Yang? Lin...Lin Yang? My child?" Liang Qiuyan seemed to realize something, and her hand suddenly grabbed Lin Yang's fingers and refused to let go for a moment.
In her mind, Lin Yang has always been her child and her family.
Even though the two are not related by blood, this love goes beyond blood...
Lin Yang took a deep breath, patted the back of her hand, and said softly: "Mom, don't worry, I will cure you, I will definitely make you better."
"Xiaoyang... don't bother. Mom knows what's going on. Mom is very happy that you can come, but... Mom feels sorry for you all the time. Mom has heard about you... these
"Nian, I have wronged you, you must have had a very hard life in Jiangcheng..." Liang Qiuyan said hoarsely, with some tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, blaming herself: "I'm sorry for your mother..."
"Mom, please don't say that. I'm living a good life in Jiangcheng. Look, my wife is here too!" Lin Yang smiled.
"Your wife?" Liang Qiuyan seemed to have recovered a little and wanted to get up.
But Su Yan over there hurriedly came over, took Liang Qiuyan's hand, and said a little awkwardly: "Mom, my... my name is Su Yan, I am Lin Yang... Lin Yang's wife..."
Liang Qiuyan looked at Su Yan with half-open eyes. After a while, a happy smile appeared on her face and she nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, she is very beautiful...Xiaoyang, you are lucky to have married such a beautiful wife.
..Okay...Okay..."
"Mom, you have a good rest and take good care of yourself." Su Yan forced a smile and said.
"I'm not in the way, but you... you must be more considerate, Xiaoyang... has been in trouble since he was born, and his life is miserable, you... you must be more considerate, more considerate
...Cough cough, cough cough cough..." Before Liang Qiuyan could say a few words, she started coughing violently again.
"Okay, okay, Mom, I know, please lie down and rest quickly!" Su Yan said quickly.
Lin Yang took off the needle bag from his waist, took out a silver needle, and pierced Liang Qiuyan's arm.
Su Yan originally wanted to stop Lin Yang, but after a few injections, Liang Qiuyan's cough immediately stopped, the flush on her face also disappeared a lot, and she swallowed the words in her throat.
"Xiaoyan, go and do it right away and transfer mom to the hospital. The environment here is too bad. She needs a comfortable environment to recuperate, and she also needs reasonable drug treatment." Lin Yang said in a deep voice.
Su Yan nodded, immediately took out the phone and dialed 120.
But at this moment, there was a burst of noisy footsteps in the corridor, followed by an impatient shout:
