The front desk clerk was startled by her change of expression.
The little girl's face was thin, with no flesh at all, but her dark eyes were cold and cold, like icebergs, which made people feel terrified.
The front desk clerk opened his mouth: "I really don't know about this! Moreover, Mr. Tang's current situation is not very good. If you have something to do with him, it probably won't be easy to deal with..."
Tang Linger frowned slightly.
Whenever she went to see Tang Shunyao, things were never easy to handle!
There was a trace of anger in her heart, and a trace of hatred lingering in her heart. Finally, she breathed out hard and nodded to the clerk at the front desk: "Thank you."
Tang Linger turned and left.
Tang Shunyao was not found, what should she do next?
When she walked out of the Tang Group, the sunshine outside was bright, shining on the top of her head and enveloping her thin body.
Tang Ling'er couldn't feel a trace of warmth. On the contrary, she only felt the cool breeze around her constantly pouring into her clothes and penetrated into her skin, bringing with it a biting chill...
She finally left and went to her usual Chinese medicine shop.
"My mother has a cold and a high fever. She coughs from time to time, with some phlegm in her cough. There are red blood streaks in the phlegm, and her complexion is a little pale." Tang Ling'er stood in front of the counter and described to the doctor at the Chinese medicine shop, "Excuse me.
Prescribe some medicine."
The doctor frowned: "This situation can only be relieved by taking traditional Chinese medicine, and it is very likely that she has tuberculosis. It would be better to send her to the hospital for more complete institutional treatment."
"Please prescribe medicine!"
Tang Linger didn't say much and spoke again.
The doctor looked at her deeply and said nothing.
The little girl has been here many times, and every time she is in a mess. She looks like a child without a home. The situation at home must not be much better.
Tang Ling'er didn't know what the doctor was thinking. She watched the doctor pulling medicinal materials back and forth in front of the small cabinet of traditional Chinese medicine. When she thought about what he just said, hatred was like the bacteria that grew crazily in a humid environment! It kept climbing,
It gnaws at my heart!
She naturally knows that there is better treatment in the hospital and her mother can get better. However, they who live in the slums cannot afford to give birth even if they are sick, let alone being hospitalized!
Tang Shunyao...
She hates it!
There seems to be darkness flowing and entangling in the lowered eyes!
After carrying the medicine, Tang Linger dragged her limping leg towards home.
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Different from the most glamorous and prosperous Jingcheng center, the slum where Tang Ling'er lives is messy, the stench is sky-high, and unfinished buildings can be seen everywhere!
As Tang Ling'er walked around, he could see rats crawling over the stinking ditches on the damp, black soil, clinging to the roadside and gnawing at the garbage.
When seeing people, not only did they not run away, they even squeaked arrogantly and went back to eat their "delicious food" again!
There were several flies circling around Tang Ling'er, but Tang Ling'er had already become accustomed to them and was too lazy to even stretch out her hand to drive them away.
It was clearly daytime, but it was extremely dark in the corridor. There were all kinds of red graffiti on the walls, and they were covered with all kinds of unsightly advertisements. The lights on the top were swaying and making a squeaking sound, but there was never any sound.
light up.
Until she stood in 302 on the third floor, Tang Ling'er looked at the rusty and yellowed iron door, silently stretched out her hand, and completely lowered her tattered trouser legs until the wounds on her legs were completely covered, leaving no visible traces.