Chapter 109

After solving Li Yonghai's problem, it was already dark. After having dinner in Taihua street, ye Mo was ready to go back for a walk with his box.

Recently, I've been taking the bus a little frequently, which inevitably lacks a certain amount of exercise.

The Dongjiang River at night has a special charm. Different from the dry heat in the day, the night wind winds the water vapor on the Qingjiang River, blowing passers-by walking and taking away their depression on the surface.

Ye Mo walks to Donghua street, where Deng was unconscious. He and Xia Bing gave first aid together to save Deng's life.

Thinking of Xia Bing, ye Mo smiled. At the beginning, she forced a group of gangsters to come forward with an iron drill for barbecue. It seemed that Qingji was just yesterday.

Ye Mo is unavoidably disappointed. In the past three years since he joined the Lin family, he has lived in a muddle because he agreed to master's request and lived with forbearance, coupled with the shadow of the Yanjing incident.

In the three years since I first arrived in Dongjiang, there is nothing worth remembering.

It was not until the expiration of the three-year period that ye Mo opened his heart knot and came out of the shadow.

Dongjiang, a small city in the south, is a little more vivid and free than Yanjing, a place where three religions and nine streams of fish and dragons are mixed.

Walking to the stall near the municipal hospital, ye Mo ordered a cold noodle, put the box on the table set by the stall owner, and prepared to eat supper.

Such small stalls are often found in places where people gather more, day and night, such as schools, office buildings and hospitals.

In addition to the nurses and doctors who work overtime at the stalls near the municipal hospital, there are also some patients and their families who are fed up with the big pot of food provided by the hospital. It is quite common for their families to bring food for patients.

For example, at the table next to Yemo, a burly man is eating noodles, while a little girl who looks four or five years old is looking at Yemo and his box curiously.

"Nannan, it's impolite not to stare at others so straight."

The burly man saw the little girl's behavior and scolded.

Then he smiled at the simple and honest.

"Children are curious about these things. Forgive me."

The burly man was supposed to be on the construction site in his clothes, and he had participated in the army. His poor work clothes were washed white. When he sat there eating noodles, his waist was straight, and there was no doubt about the soldier's bearing.

Ye Mo smiled and waved his hand. He is not a movie. He won't depreciate if he is watched more. What's more, the other party is very polite.

"Did you step down?"

Yemo asked.

"Hahaha, you can't help it. At that time, the monitor was strict. Later, he got used to it. He felt bad if he didn't sit straight!"

The burly man is also a straightforward man, not indifferent, and smiled at Ye mo.

The little girl is still looking at Yemo's box and seems very interested.

Yemo simply opened the box and showed the little girl.

As soon as the little girl's eyes lit up, she was about to stand up according to the table, but her hands were soft but didn't support it. The burly man had sharp eyes and helped the little girl.

Ye Mo frowned. The little girl was four or five years old. Although she was thin, her arms should have strength. Just then, she looked like she didn't have any strength at all.

After being picked up by the burly man, the little girl lost interest as soon as she saw that ye Mo's box was full of some herbs.

Seeing that the little guy was quite interesting, ye Mo grabbed a handful of his homemade plum for relieving summer heat from a kraft paper bag in the medicine box and said.

"This is Wumei. It's delicious. Come on, take it."

The little girl didn't answer, but looked up at the burly man.

The burly man smiled and said.

"Take it quickly. Thank you, uncle."

The little girl stood upright, bowed and said in a crisp voice.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Then he stretched out his hands to take the black plum in Yemo's hand.

Ye Mo was amused by the little guy's appearance. He touched her head and smiled.

"You're welcome!"

As he spoke, Yemo was about to put black plum in her hand. His eyes glanced at the arm exposed above the little girl's wrist. Yemo suddenly changed his face, then lifted the little girl's sleeve and shouted.

"What's the matter? Why is her arm full of needle holes left by injection!"

This time, the little girl was frightened. She drilled into the man's arms and was about to cry.

Ye Mo stares at the big man and his eyes turn colder. He can't believe whether the other party is the little girl's relative now. If the man doesn't give him a result, he won't want to go!

Just at that glance, the cold hair on Ye Mo's back stood up. That's a four or five-year-old child. His arm is as thin as a banana. Needless to say, his blood vessels are not much thinner than a needle, but now his arm is full of needle eyes!

There is a little bruise at the eye of the needle. The whole arm can't find a good place. The eye of the needle is connected with the eye of the needle. All the places where the needle can be pierced have been pierced. Such a small child, standing still with such an arm, wants to know what kind of pain it is.

The big man squeezed his fist, looked painful in his eyes, sighed heavily and said.

"My daughter is ill. This is the eye of the needle left by the injection and injection."

"Fart your mother!"

Yemo couldn't help scolding.

"I'm the doctor. Tell me, what disease needs so many injections!"

"Brother, believe me, I'm really Nannan's father. Here's Nannan's treatment certificate."

The big man was caught by Ye Mo's eyes. He knew that the other party meant well, and if he didn't give the young man a satisfactory answer, he couldn't go today.

So the big man turned out a pile of documents and receipts from his bag and handed them to Ye mo.

Yemo took it in doubt and checked it carefully.

"Brother, I know you mean well. My heart as a child's father is even worse. Every time I want these needles to pierce myself, but when the child is ill, I have to be cured!"

The burly man looked painful.

He was an eight foot tall man. He couldn't help crying when he saw the pinhole in the child's arm. The child was too young. This crime really shouldn't be borne by her age.

Ye Mo turns over the information and looks more and more ugly. After a few deep breaths, ye Mo suppresses his emotions and returns the document to the man.

"Sorry, I misunderstood. My name is Ye Mo, a traditional Chinese medicine. What do you call it?"

Yemo asked.

These documents are true. These pinholes are really caused by hospital injections. Ye Mo keeps this in mind. He must go to a miracle doctor who can prescribe these things!