When Haoran came out of the shower, Wu Ma had already fallen asleep. He lay on the soft quilt and fell asleep soon.
He had an unusually peaceful sleep, and when he woke up it was already bright. He hurried downstairs, where Wu's mother was making breakfast.
"Why don't you sleep a little longer? You need to change the dressing for the wound on your head later?" Wu Ma waved away the white steam on the porridge pot with her hand and looked at him with concern.
"Well, I'm used to getting up early. Auntie, can I help you?" Haoran said and wanted to help.
"There are some hard-boiled eggs in the pot, please help me peel them." Wu Ma was not polite, and pointed to the small pot on the stove with a smile.
"Okay." Haoran immediately walked over and fished out an egg with a slightly pink shell.
"It's so hot!" He shook his hand, and the egg fell back into the pot filled with half hot water. The freshly boiled egg was so hot that you couldn't even hold it, let alone peel it.
"Put some cold water in the pot and it will be easier to peel it off." Mother Wu looked at his grimace, smiled, and imparted some tips along the way.
"Wu Ma, you know so much." After Haoran did as he was told, everything became easier. A moment later, four boiled eggs were already peeled in a porcelain bowl.
Wu's mother filled the porridge and added some light soy sauce to the hard-boiled eggs. Haoran took a look and saw that it was Haitian soy sauce. When she was at home, her mother once asked someone to bring a bottle from the city. It had a very fresh taste. She
I keep it as a treasure all the time, and only put some aside when entertaining guests.
After graduation, he never dared to contact his parents. At home, in order for him to study well and get into a good school, they didn't even let him do any menial work, and even cooked all the meals and served them in front of him. If
They will definitely feel sad when they find out that they, who have always had high hopes for themselves, can't even find a job.
Dad, Mom, how are you doing recently? Haoran looked through the window, his thoughts passed through the floating white clouds, and he seemed to see the broken wooden benches at home and the loving faces of his parents.
"Haoran, come on, let's have breakfast." Wu Ma's call interrupted his thoughts.
"Here we come." He promised and sat opposite Wu Ma.
The meal was still as relaxing as yesterday. After the meal, Haoran helped Wu's mother clear away the dishes, asked about the way to the hospital, and then went out.
There is a bus stop just a three-minute walk outside the community. Haoran looked at the sign and found that there was a bus going to the city. After arriving at the stop, it was only a ten-minute walk from the hospital he wanted to go to.
I have to say that the traffic in this city is really unsatisfactory. The sign clearly stated that there would be a bus in about fifteen minutes, but Haoran had to wait for nearly an hour. He finally waited for a bus, not to mention the seats.
Even the front and back doors were full of people. He finally got there and squeezed in. Sadly, he found that the on-board air conditioner was broken again, and the entire bus was as hot as a steamer.
After suffering in the car for more than an hour, Haoran's injured head started to hurt a little. As soon as the car stopped, he rushed out as if fleeing from danger. A large amount of fresh air entered his lungs, which finally made him feel better.
He went to the bank first and took out a thousand yuan in cash from his bank card. After staying in the city for so long, he understood that it would not cost a thousand yuan to see a doctor in the hospital, even if it was a minor illness such as a cold.
It is difficult to make a doctor smile with money. If the doctor is unhappy, the consequences will be serious...
Fortunately, I made a small profit in the game last night, otherwise I would have had the shamelessness to borrow money from Miss Situ. Although Haoran is poor, he doesn't like to live on the charity of others.
When he arrived at the hospital, the outpatient hall, especially the registration area, was already crowded with people. He waited in line for half an hour and finally got a specialist number.
The surgeon looked at his head and said that it was nothing serious. He would just need to change the medicine a few times. Then he wrote a prescription with a stroke of his pen and told Haoran to pay for the medicine first and then go to the nurse.
Station dressing change.
You had to queue up to pay and pick up medicines. An hour later, Haoran finally appeared in the dressing room carrying a plastic bag of medicines. Compared with the crowded hall outside, it was much quieter here, and the air conditioning was strong enough. He
Wiping the sweat on his forehead, he greeted the nurse who had her back turned to him: "Ms. Nurse, please help me change the medicine."
"Is it you?" By coincidence, the little nurse turned her head and it turned out to be the apple-faced girl from yesterday.
The little nurse was obviously very impressed by him. From the big eyes under the thick eyebrows, in addition to disdain, Haoran also read three words "Deng Tuzi".
"It's me." Haoran felt sweat dripping from his forehead. It was all caused by postural hypotension! It's a pity that his reputation was ruined like this - fortunately, he was not related to this little nurse, otherwise the news would spread to everyone he knew.
In human ears, he really wanted to find a crack in the ground.
The nurse didn't say a word to him during the entire dressing change process. After finishing it, she said coldly: "Okay. Remember to come back in two days to change the dressing."
"Got it." Haoran agreed and escaped from the dressing room as quickly as possible. If he stayed for a while longer, the blood in his whole body might freeze.
After leaving the hospital, he took a taxi to the Center for Disease Control in Sha City, a vaccination center regulated by the State Food and Health Administration.
The injury from the dog bite on his leg was not serious. Today, there is only a shallow crescent-shaped scar. However, in order to prevent rabies, Haoran still took a shot of rabies vaccine. Today, he no longer sees everything around him.
As pessimistic as the day before yesterday, the root of all this is the online game that has taken the world by storm - Wuji.
On the wall outside the taxi, Wuji's exquisite advertising posters flashed from time to time, and Haoran's mind couldn't help but turn to the game. He had been out all morning, and he didn't know if his second place in the China rankings had been squeezed out?
And what is the purpose of the mysterious Situ Muyun who went to such trouble to get himself into her game studio?
After getting vaccinated, Haoran took a taxi to school and took his luggage from Lao Wang who was looking at the dormitory. Before leaving, Lao Wang looked at the expensive shirt on his body and gave him a sincere lesson: "
Haoran, whatever you do must be worthy of your conscience, and don’t do bad things for the sake of living.”
"Uncle Wang, don't worry, I understand this." Haoran nodded. He knew that Old Wang might have misunderstood, but he himself didn't know how to explain it to this kind-hearted old administrator. It was impossible for him to say:
"I was favored by a young lady, and she gave me all the things."
Although all this is true, if he really said that, Lao Wang would probably faint on the spot. After waking up, he would curse on behalf of the party and the country how he became a cowherd as a college student-with his
At my young age, I would never believe in anything like a game studio.
Sometimes, misunderstandings become deeper when explained, and silence is the best solution.
