Liu Gen turned around and saw the three women standing there with their mouths open in shock, staring blankly at their faces, as if they were seeing dinosaurs for the first time, and they were dumbfounded.
One of the women wearing glasses couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow, that's so cool!"
"Brother, how can this be done? It's better to go to the hospital with me. The wound will be infected." Xia Yang showed a wry smile and still persuaded Liu Gen to go to the hospital with her.
Liu Gen ignored it and said to the medicine seller: "Please get another box of anti-inflammatory medicine, the ordinary kind."
Xia Yang immediately said, "I want the best anti-inflammatory medicine."
Liu Gen glanced sideways at Xia Yang, and then said to the medicine seller: "I want ordinary ones."
"the best."
"normal."
…
The woman selling medicine took out a box of ordinary anti-inflammatory drugs and said: "Ordinary ones are fine. Antibiotics should not be used indiscriminately. If you use too good antibiotics, you will easily develop drug resistance in the future. In fact, the effect is the same."
"How much?" Liu Gen took the pill box, read the functions and dosage, opened the box, took two pills and put them in his mouth, slid his throat down, and swallowed the pills.
"Including iodine cotton and band-aid, the total is eighteen yuan and fifty cents." The woman selling medicine answered after clicking on the calculator a few times.
"Please get a few more boxes of anti-inflammatory drugs and a box of band-aids," Xia Yang said to the woman selling the medicine.
"No need." Liu Gen quickly stopped and took out a small amount of money from his trouser pocket, including ten yuan, five yuan and one yuan, neatly folded.
"Brother, I should pay for the medicine." Xia Yang touched her body and found that she didn't have any money. Then she remembered that her wallet was still in the hand of the patrolman. She said to the two women selling medicine: "Don't take his money."
, I’ll go get the money right now.”
Liu Gen put eighteen dollars and a half on the counter. He still had three dollars in his hand. He carefully stuffed it back into his pocket, thanked the two women selling medicine, and stuffed the small bottle and medicine box with iodine cotton into it.
Put it in your trouser pocket and walk towards the door of the pharmacy.
After Xia Yang got the wallet in his bag from the short patrolman, he hurried into the pharmacy and accidentally bumped into Liu Gen who was going out.
The white tile floor of the pharmacy is a bit slippery.
With a cry of ouch, Xia Yang fell backward.
Liu Gen quickly stretched out his hands and held Xia Yang's slim waist.
Just when Xia Yang's body lost its center of gravity and was about to fall heavily to the ground, her waist was suddenly hugged by a pair of strong hands. Her body was arched, and part of her body was close to part of Liu Gen's body, so tight that she could feel it.
There is something there to him.
"I'm sorry..." After Liu Gen stood firm in Xia Yang, he felt that his hands were hugging the soft girl's body. He immediately let go of his hands to apologize, and smelled a faint milky fragrance in his nostrils.
Xia Yang blushed with embarrassment and glanced secretly at the area of Liu Gen that she had just sensed. It was slightly protruding forward, pushing up his loose pants. She lowered her head and replied in a low voice: "It's okay." She ducked past Liu Gen.
When Liu Gen walked out of the glass door, he heard the conversation of the woman behind him:
"The money has been paid."
"Then please bring me two more boxes of anti-inflammatories and a box of band-aids, the waterproof ones."
…
The short patrolman stood next to the robber whose hands were handcuffed. He unbuttoned the three buttons of the short-sleeved police uniform on his upper body, opened his chest, and fanned himself with the brim of his large hat. There were people gesticulating and watching around him.
"Have you finished treating the wound? Come on, follow me to record a statement." When the short patrolman saw Liu Gen walking out of the pharmacy, he tilted his big cap on his head and took the robber's arm.
"Where's my bag?" Liu Gen remembered his woven bag at this moment.
"Bag? What bag?" The short patrolman was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand that Liu Gen was asking about the woven bag, and said impatiently: "I'm not from the luggage storage office! Let's go!"
"I gave you the bag just now. Could it be that you took it..." Liu Gen's face changed, and he thought badly. The patrolman must have thrown the bag in the train station square. There were so many people, so I'm afraid the bag had been taken away by someone.
Walk.
Thinking of this, Liu Gen ran towards the train station square.
The short patrolman reached out and grabbed Liu Gen's arm and said, "You still want to run..."
"Brother, your bag is being watched by another policeman. You can't throw it away." Xia Yang walked out of the pharmacy with a small plastic bag filled with medicine in his hand. He happened to hear Liu Gen asking the police about the bag. When he saw the patrolman holding Liu Gen, he was worried about Liu Gen.
I received another blow from him with the baton and said hurriedly.
The robber lowered his head, still sobbing non-stop, mumbling and talking incoherently.
Liu Gen felt a little pity for the robber. Seeing him crying so sadly, he secretly felt sorry for him. He was a good person who had neither arms nor legs. He couldn't do anything bad but wanted to rob people. Isn't this self-destructive in life?
Walk into the left side of the train station building and reach two frosted glass doors. The left glass door has the Chinese word "public security" printed on it, and the right glass door has the English word "police" printed on it. The conspicuous police badge is printed between "public security" and "police".
'between.
The short patrolman grabbed the robber's left arm with his right hand, pushed the glass door with his left hand, and then pushed the robber in hard: "Squat down!"
Liu Gen and Xia Yang followed him through the door. He immediately saw his woven bag placed under the wall on the left side of the door. The zipper was open. The clothes inside were in a mess and had been turned over.
The room was very large, with several tables and chairs. A female police officer in her thirties with freckles on both sides of her nose was sitting behind a table in the back with a computer on it. Liu Gen saw
They walked in, glanced up, and asked the short patrolman: "Is it a gang crime?"
"It was this big brother who helped catch the robber." The short patrolman put the knife that the robber had used to stab Liu Gen on the table and asked, "Sister Wang, where is Captain Li?"
"Captain Li has gone to the infirmary." The female police officer whispered, "That baton of yours made Captain Li's calves swell."
"Really? It's really bad today!" The short patrolman muttered and said to the policewoman named Wang: "Sister Wang, please make a record for them."
The policewoman raised her head, glanced at Liu Gen and Xia Yang, and said, "Give me your ID cards."
Liu Gen and Xia Yang took out their ID cards, handed them to the policewoman, and stood side by side across the table.
The policewoman first looked at Xia Yang's ID card: "Your name is Xia Yang? Are you from this city?"
Xia Yang nodded and replied: "Yes."
"Where was your bag robbed?" The policewoman started typing on the computer keyboard with both hands.
"Ticket office." Xia Yang replied.
"Were you robbed while buying train tickets?"
"yes."
"What's in your bag?"
…
After asking and answering questions, the policewoman handed the ID card back to Xia Yang and then asked Liu Gen:
"Your name is Liu Gen?"
"Yes." Liu Gen replied.
Xia Yang glanced at him, and the robber squatting on the ground also looked at Liu Gen, his red eyes still filled with tears.
"When did you arrive in the provincial capital?" the policewoman asked Liu Gen again.
"Arrived in the morning."
"What are you doing in the ticket office?" the policewoman asked without raising her head.
"Of course it's to buy train tickets." Liu Gen felt that the policewoman was asking too much. What else could he do at the ticket office?
"Where are you going?" the policewoman asked, glancing at Liu Gen.
"Nanhai City." Liu Gen replied.
"Are you going to work in Nanhai?"
"No." Liu Gen replied.
The policewoman glanced at him again and felt strange that a young country boy carrying a woven bag could not go to the South China Sea to work, what else could he do: "What are you doing in the South China Sea?"
"read."
The policewoman stopped typing on the keyboard and looked at Liu Gen.
Xia Yang looked at Liu Gen with some surprise and asked: "So you also went to Nanhai to study? What university?"
"Don't interrupt!" The policewoman glared at Xia Yang and then asked Liu Gen:
"Tell me in detail how you chased the robber."
Liu Gen glanced at the robber who was squatting on the ground and was answering the short patrolman's questions, and heard the questions and answers between him and the short patrolman:
…
Patrolman: Name?
Robber: Jia Hekai.
Patrolman: Be serious! Stop being so glib! Name!
Robber: Jia Hekai.
The short patrolman was furious and thought the robber was playing tricks. He stood up and stepped forward to kick the robber.
The robber quickly said: "I have an ID card in my pocket, and my name is indeed Jia Hekai."
When the short patrolman was searching the robber, the female police officer shouted: "Liu Gen..." She was still waiting for Liu Gen to describe how she chased the robber.
Liu Gen looked at the robber squatting on the ground and said to the policewoman: "Sister, his hand is dislocated. Should we take him to the hospital?"
"Ah..." The policewoman didn't seem to understand. She glanced at the robber, snorted, stared at Liu Gen and smiled: "He is a robber. He is lucky not to be beaten to death!"
Xia Yang took over and said: "This society is not harmonious because there are people like this living in this world!"
"But criminals are human beings too." Liu Gen seemed to have a mental problem, he actually interceded for a robber, and the robber also cut his face with a knife. I'm afraid there will be an ugly mark on his face in the future.
Scar. Liu Gen whispered again: "Maybe he was forced to rob. Who is born to want to be a thief or robber."
"If you put it that way, there really is no thief in the world!" the policewoman said with a smile.
Xia Yang didn't understand why Liu Gen suddenly interceded for the robbers. She thought Liu Gen was a migrant worker at first, but she didn't expect that Liu Gen went to Nanhai University like herself. She was very curious and wanted to know what university he went to.
, so he asked again: "Brother, which university in Nanhai are you studying at?"
Liu Gen glanced at Xia Yang sideways and replied: "Nanhai Medical University."
Everyone in the room focused their attention on Liu Gen, including the short patrolman and the robber squatting on the ground.
Xia Yang said in surprise: "I also applied for Nanhai Medical University, but unfortunately I didn't score enough and was not admitted. What major did my eldest brother study?"
The policewoman was also very curious and sat in front of the computer to listen to Xia Yang and Liu Gen's questions and answers.
"Clinical medicine." Liu Gen answered.
Xia Yang was even more surprised, almost exclaiming: "The clinical medicine major that Nanhai Medical University is enrolling this year is only a seven-year bachelor's and master's program, and only 60 are enrolled nationwide. The admission score is higher than that of the average major at Tsinghua University and Peking University.
Much higher."
The robber looked at Liu Gen and said, "He is Liu Gen, the top scorer in our province's college entrance examination this year."