Chapter 8: Still treating me like a servant

"This old man is Zhiqiang Zhuang and is indeed a 'nail-biter'."

Half an hour later, the staff of the rescue station under the Civil Affairs Bureau came and thanked the medical and nursing staff and Qingcheng Xie's group while explaining the situation.

Xue Xie and Jing Bai, who insisted on squeezing along, also came up from the underground garage and sat on the couch in the infirmary, listening to the specifics of the situation.

" Zhiqiang Zhuang old man ...... alas, his situation is somewhat special, is our rescue station has not been solved." Staff rubbed his hands, sip the nurse with a disposable paper cup of tea, smashed his mouth and sighed, "about ten years ago, he came to Shanghai, said to look for his daughter, but we checked his account, he is an old man living alone, home in Shaanxi kiln, the place is so poor that even birds can not stay, he simply have no neighbors, a water have to walk two miles, our people We also made a special trip to visit their village people, all said that the old man is very isolated, do not understand his situation all. We have also sent him back home, but soon he will run back to Huzhou to ...... over and over again."

"That's not a reason for you to shirk your responsibilities, this kind of dangerous person, shouldn't you arrest him? He affects the appearance of the city, and may also attack people!" Jing Bai couldn't help but yell.

"Little girl, it's like this." The staff looked difficult, "We can't arrest vagrants, they are also citizens of society, we can only arrange accommodation and send them to the doctor for treatment ......"

Jing Bai hated: "I don't care, the mentally ill should all be compulsorily detained, these abnormal things, shouldn't they be quarantined?"

Yu He originally had nothing good or bad about this woman, his moral bottom line is relatively low, it can also be said that the tolerance scale for all kinds of people is relatively high, Qingcheng Xie and he told those things, in his opinion, there is nothing to say. Everyone has their own way of living, everyone has their own choice.

But Jing Bai's yelling about mental illness is really bouncing around Shao He's minefield.

The corners of Yu He's mouth suddenly took on a cold smile, bowing his head and not saying a word.

The rescue station staff wiped the heat out of the sweat, said: "Little girl, you do not get emotional, I assure you, because now it seems that Zhiqiang Zhuang old man's condition is indeed the possibility of aggravation, do not rule out the loss of partial civil capacity, so when his side of the situation is better, we will take him to a cooperative psychiatric hospital custody and Treatment ......"

Qingcheng Xie suddenly asked, "Which mental hospital?"

"According to this current situation, it is estimated to go to Chengkang. Although the facility management is a bit behind, but the Wanping side and our cooperation with the capacity of the collection has been full, it can not be helped."

Jing Bai listened and was finally satisfied, muttering, "That's more like it ......"

As we speak, the Emergency Department doctor arrives.

The doctor talked to them about Zhiqiang Zhuang's resuscitation and that it was life-threatening because it was administered in time. If you want to go in and have a look, you can enter one to have a look.

"Preferably a girl, the patient is still unconscious and keeps trying to find his daughter."

Xue Xie got up, "I'll go."

She followed the doctor.

Yu He was lazily leaning on the parlor sofa, elbows back on the sofa backrest, head bowed indifferently as he listened to their conversation. Now when he saw her leave, he tucked his long legs away and prepared to get up after her.

Qingcheng Xie with a very obvious scrutiny and wariness: "You stand still."

"What's wrong?"

"What are you doing following my sister all day long."

The boy sat back on the sofa, quiet for a moment, seemingly in a gentle and polite discussion, in fact, the almond eyes are full of sarcasm and flirtation: "Then you see, how about I follow you all day long?"

"......"

Yu He Wen Shen said: "Here are you and your blind date, I sit how bad. Leave a place for you. Save the trouble."

Jing Bai immediately lived up to her expectations and shouted, "I have no chance with him!"

Yu He laughed lightly, did not look at Jing Bai, he turned his head sideways, with only Qingcheng Xie can hear the voice, said in a low voice: "Dr. Xie, you see whether you are older, charm is not enough, so a little girl can not get."

"......"

The lack of virtue stuff.

His family's ancestral tomb is not transformed into a latrine, how to give birth to such a beast.

Qingcheng Xie's face was cold, and his lips moved slightly: "You hurry up and get out."

Yu He smiled and suddenly got up and raised his hand, propped himself up behind him, Qingcheng Xie was startled, did not know what this unconventional gentleman scum was going to do, only to smell the adolescent hormones of the boy's body when Yu He leaned over, did not touch can feel the heat of the chest.

This sense of oppression belonging to the young male makes Qingcheng Xie, who is also a man, very uncomfortable, he is very manly, and immediately produces a sense of annoyance that the male territory has been invaded.

Qingcheng Xie was just about to push him away when the male student, who had invaded his safe distance, stood up straight on his own. In his hand was a large bag of coffee brought from the tea table behind him.

--The takeaway that Yu He just ordered and hasn't been divided yet.

"Brother, I'll just get a drink."

Yu He looked at the man's ugly face, the corners of his mouth topped with the teasing more obvious, the coffee in the paper bag divided, handed to the aid station people, doctors and nurses, and let people to Xue Xie side also took, even Jing Bai also have a cup.

But -

"Tch, look, I'm so sorry I forgot about you."

After a pause, he handed his cup of iced coffee to Qingcheng Xie: "Why don't you have my cup?"

But he is obviously not sincere, the straw has been poked in, just hold it in your hand, straight to Qingcheng Xie lips.

He had thought Qingcheng Xie would refuse.

The light-colored lips opened slightly, then he stared up at Yu He and slowly took in the straw that Yu He was poking at his lips.

Lips on, then he just stared at him and took a hard, nonchalant suck.

Qingcheng Xie throat knot rolled, full of provocation swallowed.

"Put it on the side." Then he loosened his mouth, his lips moist, his eyes all sharp, "Count on your filial piety."

"......"

Yu He watched him lower his head and open his mouth to hold the straw action, always feel a burst of annoyance in the heart, as if annoyed, think this person is really indescribable lack of tossing, he had wanted to see him embarrassed and embarrassed, or annoyed and angry.

But he actually gave him a posture of being unperturbed and condescending.

Yu He had a momentary urge to splash ice chai on his face, and then look at his face full of water, wet clothes embarrassed look.

But he finally just smiled and put the iced coffee gently on the coffee table, and for a moment he looked down and whispered to Qingcheng Xie, "Well, since you asked for it, don't waste a drop. Drink up, drink up, call me if you don't have enough, I'll bring it back to you."

"This is not a good idea, one night is also a driver and delivery passbook, and now is still a delivery boy." Qingcheng Xie sneered, took the cup of coffee, slender fingers stroked over the body of the cup condensed with ice beads, "go busy with your own."

He said and shook the glass at him.

Yu He walked away with a black face.

A circle of people around them to see them so verbal sparring, but also see that they do not deal with each other, more or less embarrassed, but Qingcheng Xie did not take it seriously.

He got up directly under the attention of the crowd threw the coffee in the trash can, the boy ordered coffee only at night, he was this old so tossed do not want to sleep?

Qingcheng Xie re-sit down, a calm face to look at the aid station staff: "Sorry, the client child does not understand, let you laugh."

"No, nothing."

Two dry laughs.

Qingcheng Xie: "Speaking of which, oh yeah... are you sure Zhiqiang Zhuang doesn't have a daughter?"

The staff member returned: "Yes, no, Zhiqiang Zhuang, the old man does not even have relatives. We are to help vagrants to contact their relatives or their units, but this old man has no one to contact."

Qingcheng Xie was silent.

In his experience, he felt that Zhiqiang Zhuang's reaction did not seem to be hysterical for no reason, and that his "daughter" must be what was on his mind.

.

"Daughter ......" the old man in the hospital bed with oxygen tube still murmured in his sleep about the person who might be in his imagination, "Great girl, old man saw you grow up as a child, saw you study with a small school bag on your back, saw You got into college and went to the big city ......"

He paused for a moment, and a muddy tear leaked out of his wrinkled eye.

The old man's sleepy talk brought aggravation and choking: "How come you ...... can't come back to see your old man again ......"

Xue Xie soft-hearted, listening to the side of the straight tears, with the permission of the nurse, took the initiative to hold Zhiqiang Zhuang's hand, in his bed next to say: "old uncle, you do not cry. I ...... I'm here. I am with you oh. You have to hurry up and get better ......"

She couldn't stay in contact with the patient for too long. After relieving the delirious old man for a while, the doctor said to her that it was almost time to go out.

Xue Xie came out of the emergency room after disinfection and took tissues out of her bag to wipe her tears, but found that she had run out of tissues.

At that moment a pretty hand handed her a man's handkerchief.

Xue Xie lifted her eyes, which were a little red and swollen, to meet Yu He's gentle smiling face.

Yu He in Qingcheng Xie face a face of scum beast-like, in Xue Xie face but still quite human dog-like, handed to the handkerchiefs are particularly delicate and sophisticated, snow-white silk cloth, a little extra creases are not.

"Rub it in."

"Thank you, thank you."

"It's okay."

He had known Xue Xie would react this way.

Xue Xie was born soon after her parents left and her grandparents were long gone. She grew up envying others who could shout out loud to her parents and grandparents, which were the few words she could whisper to the cold, wet stone monument every year at Qingming time, standing under the black umbrella propped up by Qingcheng Xie and holding a gentle bouquet of white chrysanthemums.

That's why she can't stand to see people of her father's grandparents' age without their children.

"Doctor." She wiped her tears and spoke to the Emergency Department's doctor again, "When the old grandfather is transferred to the psychiatric hospital, will you talk to me? I'll stay with him."

Yu He frowned slightly, "What are you doing in which kind of place."

"That's okay, it just so happens that the school is going to have me talk to a couple of prisons and mental hospitals about taking students on visits. It says they want to give the students in the choreography class some more special social experience. But I haven't even had a chance to talk about it yet." Xue Xie sniffled, "It's all by the way."

She has put it to this point, Yu He also can not say anything else, only to go to the side to pick up the stray little yellow dog.

The little puppy was held up in front of Yu He by his fleshy armpits, and his yellow and white legs stirred twice in the air. The dog's black bean nose met his almond eyes, and the dog froze a little.

Yu He gently asked, "I will give you a dog license, you temporarily live in my house, and when your owner is well, I will send you back."

Puppy trembling and shivering: "Ooo ......"

Animals often have what is called a sixth sense, they can tell when a person is smiling underneath the oppressive and sickly, so the dog, scared and wanting to please him, stretched out its soft tongue and gave Yu He a nervous lick.

Yu He smiled, stroking his knuckles over the dog's head, letting the dog lick his fingertips, his eyes shifty: "Good boy. You know better than that man."