Chapter 362: Destiny Concrete
"Why don't you let Qian Qian go?" she asked.
"There is nothing wrong with her health. Is there anything to check?" Jiang Nian paused, turned around and said, "By the way,
Remember to keep it a secret."
Song Xiyun was following him step by step, but when she heard the word "confidential", she suddenly felt guilty.
This wording seems to be stealing.
But she probably wasn’t such a person, so she stopped and stood still.
"What do you mean by keeping it secret?"
"Heaven knows and earth knows and your mother knows. Don't tell Xu Qianqian that I took you there." Jiang Nian gave her a warning look and didn't explain much.
"Hey...\n..\n..\nWhy are you still swearing?" Song Xiyun muttered softly.
Hearing this, Jiang Nian was speechless.
"What your mother knows means that your mother also knows. It is exclusively authorized by parents, and it is not an illegal activity."
Song Xiyun didn't know how this person got the authorization, he just felt it was very outrageous.
"Then why can't you tell Qian Qian."
"Because I didn't tell her, wouldn't it hurt me if you said it?" Jiang Nian asked, "I'm doing it for your own good,
You betrayed me backhand?"
For a while, Song Xiyun couldn't find any loopholes in Jiang Nian's logic.
She stood on the road and was stunned for a while, and then she suddenly came to her senses. I ran after him, not knowing what to say.
A BYD parked on the side of the road.
Jiang Nian, who was squatting on the street, stood up and patted Song Xiyun on the shoulder.
“Let’s go, get in the car.”
The hospital where Zhou Yuting’s relatives are staying is not on the south long street of the town. It's not impossible to walk there, but it's a bit laborious.
"Oh, okay." Song Xiyun followed suit, her mind still a little confused, and she sat in the back seat with him in a daze.
After the car started moving, I watched the car turn in a strange direction. Only then did she remember to ask where she was going, and turned around to ask.
"Where are we going?"
"The Third Hospital." Jiang Nian just replied to WeChat and fiddled with his phone, "When we get there, someone will take us in."
Hearing the word "we", Song Xiyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At least she didn’t go in alone. Especially for someone who is a little confused, it would be embarrassing to run around the department with the list.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital.
Soon after the two got off the car, they saw the person who responded at the entrance of the hospital. A middle-aged man named Zhao has an enthusiastic personality.
After all, it is indeed paid to do things, and it was introduced by my niece. The other party is also very ethical and has arranged everything.
Some queue-jumping techniques were also used in the process, but the locals are not used to it, and it is okay to bring a little girl to see the doctor.
After a series of inspections, the results came out one after another.
It’s eleven o’clock in the morning.
Jiang Nian sat on a stone chair outside the hospital, holding up the description of the lungs on the checklist and looking at the sun.
A moderate disease in the heart can actually become a focus?
He has verified that Song Xiyun’s future illnesses were all caused by this disease. It occurs intermittently and repeatedly.
Maybe after procrastinating it, it becomes a new disease.
I didn’t care because I was young, until one day I completely exploded. Perhaps due to various circumstances, the condition worsens.
Song Xiyun on the side stood like a quail and asked nervously.
"I...what's wrong?"
Jiang Nian gave her a warning look and put away the list.
"Pneumonia."
With a ding, the task panel popped up.
[Task: Find out what’s wrong with Song Xiyun. Reward: Skill: Winning (refreshed once every five days)
Has been issued. ]
“Huh?” Song Xiyun was at a loss like a child, “How could it be...my cough has obviously been cured.”
There was a big dead tree above the two of them, with a few birds perched on the dry branches. Chirping and jumping under the warm winter sun.
"There are no physical education classes." Jiang Nian said.
"What?" Song Xiyun asked subconsciously.
"I said...\n.\n.\nTreat the disease." Jiang Nian stood up and took a photo of the list for backup. "If the disease is found, treat it. What else can you do."
"Wait!!" Song Xiyun pulled him and begged, "Can we not treat him first? Maybe the diagnosis is wrong."
"Are you more professional than the doctor?" Jiang Nian put his hands on his hips and pretended to be an adult.
No, he is eighteen years old.
You are now an adult who can do whatever you want with your ID card. You can have sex with anyone, provided you find someone.
It is indeed difficult to find people in double queues at Internet cafes.
"What if?" Song Xiyun bit her lower lip and stiffened her neck, "And I do seem to be fine."
"Okay, if you say there is no problem, then there is no problem." Jiang Nian took a step back.
Hearing this, Song Xiyun breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you.
But before I finished speaking, I heard Jiang Nian suddenly say something.
"Send it to your mother."
‘Don’t! "Song Xiyun suddenly became anxious like a cat with hairy fur, and pressed Jiang Nian's hand with his hand.
The two of them immediately stacked themselves on the stone chair and became awkward immediately.
A person passing by was amazed.
The heartache is reflected in reality, and another girl who has lost her footing is threatened by Huang Mao with photos. The world is really in decline,
People’s hearts are not as old as they used to be.
Jiang Nian pushed Song Xiyun away and stood up calmly.
"I'm not scaring you, the doctor said it. If your disease is not cured, you will have no chance when you want to be cured in the future."
Song Xiyun was immediately frightened. People are afraid of death.
She would even hold her breath when passing by the house number 404, let alone hearing such a scary statement.
As expected, the girl was already dazzled and asked weakly.
"How long can I live?"
"Then it depends on you. Your disease is indeed not simple." Jiang Nian looked like he was about to use Japanese threats.
"Then can I...\n...\n. wait for two years before treatment?" Song Xiyun lowered her head, "I want to use the money I earned for treatment, but my family has no money."
"It's better to treat it now. In two years, your money may be spent on your boyfriend." Jiang Nian told the truth.
"How is that possible!" Song Xiyun raised his head and retorted!
Jiang Nian’s eyes were clear without blinking, and his mind was parallel to time and space. Your gold coins were spent by your brother. Can you not know this?
When you go to college, I will trick you into giving you some gold coins.
Just kidding, people shouldn’t...:.\n. At least not just a little bit. You can get it all by cheating, transfer it to your own account and manage it.
"No, it's not a serious disease. It might only cost a few thousand yuan to get medical insurance." Jiang Nian was puzzled.
Hearing this, Song Xiyun immediately lowered his head and stopped talking. He stood in front of the stone chair in silence for a while, and then he spoke.
"My mother doesn't like to stay in Zhennan either. She does it all because of me...\n:.\n. When I graduate, she will be free."
Jiang Nian listened to all her words quietly. Fortunately, he had no sympathy, otherwise he would have been controlled for a while.
Then Asasi asked her about her difficulties and various past events.
In fact, it’s useless to ask, he can’t pay. It's not that the money can't be paid, but that's not how the money is given.
Giving money is also a kind of pressure.
So, Jiang Nian stood up, took a look at the sky and said, "It's getting late, my leave request has expired. Let me tell you a way, see if you can accept it."
"What way?" Song Xiyun became nervous.
Outside the lottery station outside the supermarket.
Song Xiyun looked at the shop and then at Jiang Nian. His face was in disbelief, and he couldn't say a word for a while.
“Is this your approach?”
"Well, leave the choice to God." Jiang Nian looked at Song Xiyun and asked, "Do you agree with the probability of scratch-off tickets?"
"Nor...\n..\n.\n.\n" Song Xiyun was about to shake his head, "It mainly depends on whether the boss is black or not, most of them are.
< br>Jiang Nian pointed at her, "I didn't hit much."
"It was indeed quite random." Song Xiyun withdrew a ban, "However, the probability is not high."
Jiang Nian nodded and said bluntly.
“I’ll buy a scratch-off ticket. If I don’t win anything, then I’ll listen to you and don’t tell your mother,
I keep my mouth shut. "
"What if you win?" Song Xiyun swallowed.
"The money you win is yours, but I have to tell your mother." Jiang Nian spread his hands and his tone didn't sound like a discussion.
Song Xiyun hesitated for a long time and asked in a low voice.
"Who will pay for the scratch-off tickets...\n.\n.\n.\nWho will pay for it?'
"You said that the winning one is yours." Jiang Nian stretched out his hand and handed it to her, "Money or transfer?"
Hearing this, Song Xiyun felt heartbroken.
But after careful consideration, I still paid the money.
The two of them came to the shop, ready to choose the corresponding scratch-off tickets, and there were several people and a young couple in front of them scratching.
Jiang Nian didn’t hesitate much. He chose a promising one among a bunch of votes, paid the money and handed it to Song Xiyun.
“Here, you bought it, you can shave it yourself.”
“Oh.” Song Xiyun was a little ambitious.
It was the first time in her life to buy something like this, and she knew she couldn’t win it. You may make a profit if you buy less, but you will definitely lose if you buy more.
If you are lucky, you can win 500, but most of the time you will not be lucky.
She was already prepared to lose money, so she just listened to Jiang Nian. After all, it was not easy for him to take time off and juggle a lot.
Several people on the side used plastic boards to scratch the prizes, and almost all of them gathered around and shouted. One moment fifty, another moment twenty.
What Song Xiyun was holding was a lottery worth twenty-one, with a maximum first prize of 800,000. This probability was basically impossible.
followed by second-class five thousand, one thousand, five hundred.\n..\n.\n.\n: and so on.
She is not short, but she is not very courageous. I couldn’t squeeze into the prize-scraping area, and I couldn’t get the plastic scraper.
I’m embarrassed to speak.
I had no choice but to stand there and wait, watching those people finish shaving. Finally they dispersed, leaving debris on the ground.
At this time, Song Xiyun quietly moved over. She picked up the plastic scraper and started scratching the prize carefully and seriously.
The young couple next to them were relatively quiet and did not participate in the commotion just now.
The final prize scraped out was neither profit nor loss, just enough to save one's capital. I earned 20 after playing a dozen, which is considered good luck.
They did not leave, but watched Song Xiyun scratch the prize with great interest.
"The little girl only bought one piece, why don't you buy a few more?"
Song Xiyun lowered his head, "I didn't buy it."
The two young lovers didn't take it seriously, and looked at each other and smiled after hearing this. I just felt that this sister was a little introverted, so I stood there and looked at her for a while.
Song Xiyun finished shaving awkwardly and was completely confused.
"Jiang Nian, please help me take a look...\n.
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Hearing this, Jiang Nian walked towards her. His face was calm, he was not curious about the result, [
Winning] plus [Accurate].
If this fails, he will show off his ambitions behind the shop owner’s back.
Groove, it’s fake, right?
"Well, let's take a look at it for you." The young couple said enthusiastically, still smiling, "Yes, we often play."
The two of them came over to take a look, and their eyes changed instantly.
"The probability of winning this one is actually...wait, win...\n.\nDid you win?"
“It’s a hit, it seems to be five thousand.”
“Damn, it’s true!”
Ten minutes later.
Song Xiyun stood on the roadside and looked at the passing cars. Looking at the extra 5,000 yuan in the phone, I felt a little confused.
She turned her head and looked at Jiang Nian who was squatting under the tree waiting for the bus.
“Did you already know that you would win?”
Jiang Nian gave her a warning look, put away his phone and stood up.
"Do you think I am a god?"
Under the sun, Song Xiyun looked at the golden sunlight cast from the sparse old branches and leaves. Hit the cement floor to form strips of light.
The young man in front of him has a faint look in his eyes, his black hair is fluffy and floating slightly in the wind.
For the first time, she had a concrete feeling about her destiny.