Chapter 234

"How's it going?"

Mother Zhang opened the door and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Qingfeng opened his eyes, leaned over toward the bed, and carefully stretched out a finger to touch the woman's clean forehead.

It seems a little hot

He turned his head and looked at his mother in silence. Zhang's mother understood, took out a basin of boiling water from behind and went to the edge of the bed to put it down. Zhang Qingfeng got up and went to one side with his back to the two women sitting and lying.

Mother Zhang rubbed the dry towel in boiling water, took it out and wrung it dry. She wiped the woman's forehead, chest, back and arms carefully. Feel the towel cool, put it back in the boiling water again. Mother Zhang's hands are full of thick calluses. Even if she reaches into the boiling water, she doesn't feel much. It seems that a woman's delicate skin can't stand such a strong wipe, and it turns red after a while.

The woman in a coma seemed to be in severe pain, groaning gently from her lips, which had become dry with fever. Zhang's mother relaxed a little, but her words were not so friendly.

"At first glance, it's the big lady in the city. She's delicate and tender. I don't know what's the use of coming here. I need to have another mouth..."

Although she complained, the kind-hearted mother Zhang went to bring the black medicine juice that had been stewed for a long time and took two more medicine. Zhang Qingfeng turns around, and they hold the woman up and hold her head together. Little by little, they pour the bitter medicine to the woman. After all this, Zhang's mother wants to put the woman back on the bed and lie flat. However, Zhang Qingfeng raises her hand to stop her, takes a pillow and raises the woman's head, so that the woman will not choke because of the backflow of the liquid medicine. Zhang's mother was surprised. Her son, who is not good at talking to women except fishing, can make such a kind move.

"Son, do you like the women from this city?" She asked carefully, seeing that her son just sat back in the original chair, did not nod or shake his head. In a hurry, she reached out and patted her son's broad shoulder: "Mom asked you something, but you said it!"

Zhang's mother's voice couldn't help raising a little. Zhang Qingfeng turned her head and looked straight into her mother's eyes. Her dark, warning eyes made Zhang's mother afraid to be angry. She stepped back and walked out, muttering in her mouth:

"I've raised this big man for nothing. What's the matter with my daughter-in-law. ”

Zhang Qingfeng turned a deaf ear.

Zhang's mother closed the door and turned around, but she was startled by the old lady who came out of the corner. "Ma! What are you doing here in silence! I'm scared to death! "

There seems to be something misty in granny Zhang's cloudy and yellow eyes.

"This woman, Xiao Feng can't marry."

"What kind of mess have you figured out?" Mother Zhang rolled her eyes. It's not enough to have a son who is regarded as a fool in the family. There is also a mother-in-law who doesn't know what to think all day. She really feels sorry for herself. "Yesterday morning, before Xiao Feng went out, what did you calculate for him to go out early? What a toss. As a result, I picked up a woman, and you said that I couldn't marry her. It's not a mess. "

Granny Zhang's eyes didn't turn. The daughter-in-law's complaint seems to her like the silver hair on her head and the age spots on her hands.

"You know something." On the old man's wrinkled face, the kind of smile that made mother Zhang's hair stand on end. "If this woman wants to prosper our family, she is a Bodhisattva. Of course, she can't marry. We have a good life. "

"True or false..." Granny Zhang has been calculating for so many years, but she has never spoken well. If her father and mother hadn't been careful and polite, they would have offended everyone. Counting yesterday, this is the second time to say a good thing. Is it hard to do it? The bad one doesn't work. The good one?

Mother Zhang had some expectation in her heart. She coughed a little, dragged the old man's arm to her arm and wrapped it around her. She walked into the room with half help and half drag: "I'll take care of her. Don't worry about it. Go to bed and don't look at the time."

They didn't notice that the door of the room behind them was closed.

Zhang Qingfeng looks at the woman on the bed.

Grandma said, she is a Bodhisattva. Then she is a Bodhisattva. She has to give a good confession.

The woman slowly curled up her hands and feet again in her sleep. Zhang Qingfeng went over and put his finger on his forehead. The temperature made his heart jump again. He drew back his hand, slowly shook his fist, and finally made up his mind.

He went to the front of the wardrobe, opened the door, reached in and pulled it out again and again in the corner of the cabinet. Soon he took out a tightly packed women's purse. That's what his mother asked him to save for his wife's marriage. Now that "Bodhisattva" is in trouble, what else does he want to do with these things?

After pouring out the money in his wallet and counting it, Zhang Qingfeng repackaged it and stuffed it in his coat pocket. Then, he picked up the woman on the bed and wrapped her tightly from head to foot with his coat. As a big cat, he slipped out of the room, rushed into the hall, grabbed Zhang's car key and ran outside the door.

Zhang's mother just helped her mother-in-law lie down. When she walked out of the room and closed the door, she saw her son was ill. She usually held the woman in her arms and rushed to the door. She couldn't help shouting and chasing her."Son! What are you doing! Don't drive your father's car

Zhang Qingfeng doesn't answer. He starts the pickup truck and rushes out of the yard with one foot of accelerator, leaving Zhang's mother to jump angrily behind him.

There was only one thought in his mind. Faster, faster, we must quickly let the doctor cure his family's "Bodhisattva"!

Xiao Chen drove back to the small fishing village.

Zhang Qingfeng doesn't have money to operate on Yu Chu. Will he take her home?

Maybe someone like him will make such a decision so directly.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen immediately returned along the original road. In the vast night, the headlights can only barely light up the road ahead, but the moisture in the daytime has not completely dissipated. Some foggy, Ren Xiaochen's eye is as sharp as an eagle. In this place where there is no traffic order, he can only restrain his anxiety and slow down a little.

There are two big yellow circles on the opposite side. It's the light of a car. Xiao Chen dodges to the side. At the moment of dodging, his heart suddenly jumps wildly. He quickly steps on the brake and looks back at the tail light of the van, which is disappearing rapidly. He feels uneasy for the sudden palpitation.

He didn't think about it any more. He started to speed up again. He no longer cares about the many cars, whistling and rolling up the dust.

The keen intuition cultivated in the rain of bullets told him that I'm afraid things will change, and he must arrive as soon as possible!