The purpose of the trip had been achieved and the target tasks had been exceeded. Therefore, when Gao Lie took out two tickets from his pocket and waved them in front of her, Gong Xue just glanced at them and asked calmly: "What time is it?"
flight?”
"There are still two hours to board the plane." Gao Lie put away the ticket, looked at his watch, and replied.
It was getting late and they had to leave for the airport.
Crossing the path and following the lush green belt, they returned to the hospital's outpatient building. Although it was past the peak period for medical treatment, there was still an endless stream of people coming to see the doctor.
From the quiet paradise to the bustling world, both of them had a trancelike illusion, as if the scenes that had just happened were all transformed from a beautiful dream...
However, this idea only flashed for a moment, and was immediately rejected by them. Because, in each other's eyes, they both saw themselves as if they were reborn...
Everything is still the same, but everything is so different.
Just like the great happiness brought by holding hands together, it is a joy that has been unattainable at any moment in the past.
A group of people wearing doctor's uniforms walked past them among the crowds of patients. They loudly talked about the situation of a certain patient's surgery. The result might not be good. One doctor said regretfully that it would have been better if he had been sent to the hospital earlier.
Another doctor said, if you have money, who wouldn't want to come earlier? This is the tragedy of the poor people. They finally collected the cost of the operation, but still couldn't save it, and the money was wasted.
When Gong Xue heard this, she subconsciously turned her head and looked towards the hospital building behind...
The veteran lives in that white building. During the visit just now, the veteran deliberately avoided his illness. During the entire visit, the veteran always smiled and talked to her about Dehong, about the village where he was raised, and about soldiers.
His cheerfulness, his talkativeness, and his heartfelt gratitude all proved to her that he was living a good life now and would live a good life for the people who loved him in the future...
But what’s the real situation?
In fact, before Gong Xue's visit, she first met with an expert who performed kidney transplants on veterans. Experts said that although the veteran's surgery was successful, the patient's survival time after kidney transplantation varies from person to person, depending on the veteran's physical condition.
, which is about five years at most. When the five-year period is up, if the next kidney transplant is not performed, the patient is likely to die.
Gong Xue didn't know much about medical knowledge, but she knew that the experts were not alarmist, but five years, five years would be too much for a retired veteran who devoted his youth and blood to the border defense of the motherland.
So cruel...
She asked the expert if the veteran knew about this. The expert said that he already knew. Just after the operation was successful, the veteran made a fuss because the expert concealed the postoperative survival time according to Qin Mo's request.
Even experts feel sad when they say it's a big deal.
The veteran cried bitterly and told Qin Mo and others that if he had known that it would cost so much money to live for five years, he would not have had the surgery. Wouldn't it be more meaningful to leave the money to the families of the martyrs who sacrificed their lives?
Gong Xue thought of this, took out a roll of old white paper from the inner pocket of her clothes, and handed it to Gao Lie: "This is what the veteran gave me. Take a look."
Gao Lie opened it and was stunned.
This roll of yellowed white paper is actually a picture of lifelike scenery.
They were all hand-painted, including landscapes and figures. He saw the words "join the army" and numbers similar to coordinates that soldiers could understand at a glance were marked at the bottom of the sketch. Then, he also found the plaque of the Qinghe Town Post Office on the painting.
Qinghe? Join the army?
"The veteran's name is Bi Congjun. He has learned painting from an old painter in the village since he was a child. He said that if he had not been a soldier, he might have become an ordinary painter now. These are all the things he learned as a soldier in Qinghe
When I was painting to relieve my boredom in my spare time, he told me that the scenery of Qinghe River was very beautiful.
Very primitive. Whenever he takes a vacation, he will go into the woods to find some places with no traces of artificial development and draw them as souvenirs. Well, look at this picture, Ariel, does it give people a very special feeling?
." Gong Xue picked out a picture page with the most dog-eared corners and the most worn one to show Gao Lie.
The scenery in the painting is indeed quite special.
There is only one tree and a cliff that is almost at right angles. The big tree with twisted branches grows on the top of the cliff, rooted crookedly between the cracks in the rocks, looking willful and lonely...
The first time Gong Xue saw the painting, the poet Zeng Zhuo's "Tree on the Edge of the Cliff" came to mind.
I don’t know what kind of strange wind it is
Blow a tree over there━━
the end of the plain
On a cliff near a deep valley
It listens to the noise of the distant forest
and the singing of the brook in the deep valley
it stands there alone
Seems lonely and stubborn
its curved body
Leaves the shape of the wind
It seems about to fall into the deep valley
But it seems like it’s about to spread its wings and fly┅┅
"It seems to be about to fall into the deep valley, but it also seems to be about to spread its wings and fly..." Gong Xue murmured the poem in his mind.
"The tree on the edge of the cliff? Zeng Zhuo's?" Gao Lie added without thinking.
Gong Xue looked at him in surprise and admiration, thinking, how come this man knows everything...
There may be something he doesn't know.
She flicked the drawing paper and asked with a smile: "Then can you see anything special about this painting?"
"Where are you taking the test on me?" Gao Lie squeezed her hand, then pulled her away from the crowds of people around her, toward a relatively quiet corner, and concentrated on studying the painting.
When Gao Lie focuses on one thing, he will habitually frown and be highly concentrated, able to ignore the noisy environment around him in a very short period of time.
This is also a special skill that makes Gong Xue admire her. She has worked hard to learn from him and get closer to him, but she still seems to be unable to reach that state of selflessness...
Gao Lie looked at the drawing paper from side to side, then put it up and looked at it carefully, pointed to the upper position of the landscape painting and said: "I found it."
Found it? So fast!
Gong Xue was a little excited and leaned over to see if the position of his finger was correct.
Gao Lie pressed the tip of his index finger on a very light black trace under the big tree. The black line was invisible unless you looked carefully. He stretched it up and down several times, frowning and said: "This should be a rope. Qinghe Town
The older generation relies on mountains to make a living. In order to save time and energy, smart people hang sutras on the trees on the cliffs.
Crossing a rope made of special materials and climbing over cliffs and mountains. This trick was good, but because it was too life-threatening, it only belonged to those brave people who were not afraid of death. Later, Qinghe Town became a place of sin, and no one entered it again.
The mountain is struggling to make a living, so over time, most of this convenient and exciting rope has been forgotten."
Really! Really... let him say it right...
Gong Xue can't accept it...
"It seems like nothing can trouble you. Have you been to Qinghe?" Gong Xue suddenly asked him.