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Chapter 230

"Well, you go see your wife now. I live here. Come here after you see your wife. You'll probably be fine by then," she said.

To be honest, once a man's passion for a woman is over for a few minutes, he no longer has much interest in it. That's the case for me now. She who was so beautiful in front of me just now has become normal now, so I don't want to agree.

She, so I started to hesitate. Fortunately, my cell phone rang at this time and I hurriedly answered it.

"Feng Xiao, Teacher Kang passed away. I really can't move. Could you please go and have a look? See if there is anything he needs to deal with." Kang Demao's weak voice came from the phone.

I was shocked, "When did it happen?"

"I don't know. Teacher Kang's wife called me just now. It probably happened just now. Feng Xiao, my whole body is sore now. Please," he said.

"We are both his students, and he was kinder to me before. Can you please stop being so polite? I'll go right away," I said.

He hung up the phone, and I stood here in a daze, muttering: "How is this possible? Why didn't you listen to me in the first place?"

"What happened?" Hong Ya asked me.

"My former head teacher passed away. He was in a military hospital in our provincial capital. Kang Demao was drunk, and he asked me to go there immediately," I said.

"I'll give it to you. Isn't it just right? We'll come back together later. I may not be able to help you with anything else," she said.

"Isn't this bad? He is my class teacher." I said.

"Does he know your wife?" she asked.

"..." I was speechless.

"Haha! They are all dead, so what if we know each other? It scares you!" She laughed, "What? Are you stupid again? Get dressed quickly?"

I suddenly woke up, yes, why are you thinking so much now? The most important thing is to get to that place quickly.

There were not many cars on the road at night, so Hong Ya drove very fast.

"Feng Xiao, this matter seems a bit troublesome." Hong Ya said to me while driving.

I didn't understand what she meant, "What's the trouble?"

"In the case of military hospitals, it may be difficult to get compensation," she said.

"If it was really a medical accident, wouldn't it be very troublesome?" I asked.

"You don't know that military hospitals are not under local jurisdiction. I guess it will be very troublesome," she said.

"The People's Liberation Army is the people's army, how can their hospitals be so unreasonable?" I said disapprovingly.

"Forget it, you'll find out later," she said.

Hearing what she said, I felt a little nervous because I thought of Teacher Kang's family situation. He has two children and seems to be still in college. How can he be like this now?

I arrived at the hospital soon. When I arrived at the ward, I found it was empty. I suddenly remembered that he was dead and the body should not be placed here. So I hurriedly called Kang Demao, but it was his wife who answered the phone, "He drank."

He was drunk and fell asleep. Dr. Feng, didn’t you drink with him? Why are you okay?”

"I drink a lot." I replied with a wry smile, "Please look up the number in front of his phone. I'm in the hospital now and I can't find Teacher Kang's lover."

"Wait a minute," she said.

She called after a while and immediately told me the number, "Dr. Feng, please explain to your teacher's lover. De Mao really can't come."

"I know." I said, remembering the number in my mind, and hurriedly hung up and started dialing.

It turned out to be in the pathology department. I suddenly remembered that it must have been Teacher Kang's wife who asked the hospital to take responsibility for Teacher Kang's death, so his body was sent to the pathology department. That's where the autopsy was done.

"Feng Xiao, go ahead. I'll wait for you in the car. I'm a little scared," Hong Ya said to me.

I think so. After all, she is a woman and rarely comes to places like the hospital. "You go back first." I said to her, "I will take a taxi back later."

"No. What if you run home later?" she said.

I had no choice but to say, "I promise you, I will come to the hotel."

"You have to keep your word." She said with a slight smile at me.

I nodded and suddenly remembered something, "Hong Ya, how much cash do you have on you? Lend it to me and I will return it to you tomorrow."

"More than 20,000. What do you want to do?" she asked.

"You lend it to me first. I'll return it to you tomorrow." I said.

"Who wants you to pay it back?" She chuckled at me, and then took out two stacks of money from her bag, "I still have some in my wallet. It's about more than three thousand. Do you want it?"

"Only 20,000 yuan is enough. My teacher's family is very difficult. This can be regarded as my part of being a student." I sighed and said.

But she retracted her hand, "Feng Xiao, you can't do this. Think about it, there are so many people in this world who need help from others. What will you do if another teacher of yours encounters this situation next time?

Or what about your relatives? If you give money to your teacher, this matter will spread quickly, because the recipient will regard your kindness as a favor but cannot repay it, so he can only spread it everywhere

Publicize your kind deed. So what will you do if you meet the next acquaintance who does the same thing in the future? How much money do you have to give them?"

"This..." I thought what she said seemed reasonable, so I hesitated for a moment.

"Just give me a few thousand yuan at most. Don't be so generous. Sometimes good intentions may not necessarily pay off," she said.

I nodded, "Okay. Forget it. I still have several thousand dollars in my wallet."

"Feng Xiao, don't get me wrong. I'm not stingy. As long as you ask for money, I will give it to you as long as I have it." She said to me seriously.

"I believe. Hong Ya, what you said makes sense." I said.

Not to mention, not long after, an acquaintance actually came to our hospital and was hospitalized. As a result, I really offended him. As Hong Ya said, good deeds may not always be rewarded.

That was a colleague from my mother's workplace. His family also lived in the small courtyard where my parents lived. When I was a child, I often listened to him telling us stories.

He called me before he came to our hospital, and then my mother called me and told me to take good care of this person. "Are you going home during the Spring Festival?" my mother asked me after the incident.

"I was on duty during the Spring Festival. Now I am the deputy director of the department." I replied, feeling a little proud.

"Do you and Zhao Menglei have a child?" the mother asked.

My heart suddenly sank because I had never told my parents about Zhao Menglei and I, let alone my marriage to Chen Yuan.

"Ask you." My mother didn't hear my answer, so she asked me again.

I felt that this matter could no longer be concealed, "Mom, Zhao Menglei is dead. It was suicide."

"Ah?" My mother's surprised voice came from the phone.

"Feng Xiao, tell me what happened." My father's voice came immediately over the phone. I felt panicked.

I had no choice but to tell my father everything about Zhao Menglei. My father was silent, and after a while I heard him say: "Then what are you going to do in the future?"

"Dad, I'm married again, and I'm going to have a child soon." I said.

"You had another woman before you divorced her?" My father's cold voice came from the phone.

"Dad, I..." Only then did I realize that I had spilled the beans, and I felt even more frightened.

"Your mother and I are going to visit you tomorrow. We want to see what you do all day." The father said, and then hung up the phone.

Holding the phone, I immediately stood there.

It turned out that my parents and the patient came to our hospital together. I had arranged the ward and contacted the doctor. However, the patient died not long ago because of terminal brain cancer. This matter had nothing to do with me.

, but later my father called me and severely criticized me. Because after the patient died, his family went back and spoke ill of me everywhere, saying that I did not contact them with experts, and even said that I visited too many times.

few.

But my parents immediately fell in love with Chen Yuan after they met her. I think it may be because of her life experience, as well as her simplicity and beauty. Of course, the more important thing is Lin Yi, who grew up alone with my father.

After talking about it once, my father's attitude suddenly changed. Later I found out that it was Lin Yi who praised me severely in front of my father, and also talked about the relationship between Zhao Menglei and me very objectively." Feng Xiao said

It's good enough. It can be said that they will never leave. At that time, his relationship with Xiao Nan was also caused by impulse. Isn't it good now? He and Xiao Nan are married, which shows that he is a responsible man.

"

Of course, these words were told to me by Lin Yi later.

My parents didn't stay in the provincial capital for a few days because they had to go back to work. "When you have a child, your mother and I will come to take care of it for you. Don't hire a nanny." My father said to me when he left.

"It's a good thing that you come to live with us. But we still need a nanny. After all, it's much more convenient. And I don't want you to be too tired," I said.

"If you hire a nanny, that's the capitalist way of life," my father said.

I almost laughed, but couldn't say anything else.

Of course, this is what happened later. But that day, when I sent Hong Ya away and went to the pathology department, I suddenly saw a miserable scene.

Teacher Kang's lover was sitting on a bench outside the pathology department. Her eyes were red but there were no tears. I knew that she had already shed her tears, and the only thing left was the sad look on her face.

"Teacher's wife..." I walked up to her and called softly.

She looked up at me blankly, but didn't speak, as if she didn't recognize me.

"Teacher's wife, it's me. I'm Mr. Feng Xiao. Kang's student. Don't you recognize me?" I said to her softly. (To be continued)


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