Save the tragic villain in progress!

Xiao Jinang left the clinic like a gust of wind, no one could figure out where he went.The nurse opened the curtain and came out, and was about to ask them which treatment plan to choose, but saw Ming Zhou sitting alone on the bench in the waiting area, thinking about something.

The nurse looked around and asked in confusion, "Doctor Ming, where is your friend?"

Ming Zhou raised his head when he heard the words, and slowly turned around and said, "He...he has something to do, so he left for now."

The nurse heard some movement inside just now, and subconsciously asked, "Did he go out to ask a friend to borrow money?"

To be silent in the morning is the default.

The nurse felt strange. Ming Tian was a senior psychological counselor and also worked in a private institution, so her salary was only high but not low.Although the pet's treatment fee is expensive, it is nothing to him.If Xiao Jinang wants to borrow money, he should ask him to borrow it, why bother to look far away, or is it that the relationship between these two people is not that familiar?

The nurse thought about this, glanced at the door, and gently persuaded: "I don't think your friend will come back, a stray cat, who would be so stupid as to throw money in it, and give it a simple wound later Do some processing and put it on the side of the road."

Hearing from her tomorrow that Xiao Jinang would not come back, Xun Sheng looked over, and although both eyes were blind, the eyes behind the sunglasses seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, tilted his head slightly, seemed a little puzzled, and asked with a frown, "Put it to the side of the road?"

The nurse sighed and explained: "Doctor Ming, taking care of a pet is a very troublesome thing, let alone a sick pet. Even if I want to give it to a kind person, it is not in good condition, and it is not healthy at all. There's no way anyone would collect it, and the best thing to do is to put it on the roadside."

The doctor was treating the cat's wound inside, and the thin meowing was painful and weak, which made people restless.The nurse finally asked after deliberation: "Doctor Ming, what are you going to do with this cat? If we decide to treat it, we will give it an infusion now."

Xiao Jinang hasn't come back yet.

No one knows if he will come back.

Sitting on the bench tomorrow, he suddenly felt a secret tingling pain from his accidentally injured knee last night. He unconsciously clutched his knee, trying to suppress the annoying pain, but the more he It hurt more and more, and finally let go of the hand with a pale face, and the meowing inside became weaker and weaker.

Separated by a curtain, their situations are somehow similar, as if they have become abandoned items.

Ming Zhou finally took out the wallet from his pocket slowly, took out a bank card and handed it to the nurse, saying only two words: "Cure it."

The nurse was a little surprised by this, but did not dissuade him any more, and returned the card to him after swiping the card: "If you are not convenient to take care of, you can temporarily foster with us, and you will be picked up when you recover."

She thought that she wanted to adopt the cat tomorrow, but Ming Zhou didn't say a word, didn't respond to the matter, and after a while, she fumbled to get up, opened the door and left the clinic.

Seeing this, the nurse asked from behind, "Hey, Doctor Ming, where are you going?"

Ming Zhou paused slightly when he pushed the door, and said calmly: "I'm going out to get some air, and I'll be back soon."

In fact, he didn't know where to go tomorrow, he just felt a little out of breath, and wanted to leave the environment full of disinfectant water for a while, but after walking around a few times, because of the faint thorn on his leg Pain forced to stop.

On the other side, after Xiao Jinang borrowed money, he stopped by the bank and took out all the cash on the card.Although Jiang Weimian persuaded him to just swipe his card and not to carry a thick stack of banknotes in his pocket like a bumpkin, Xiao Jinang just refused to listen, he felt that the money was safest in his hands.

"Then you have something to call me, it's late, I'll go back first."

Jiang Weimian's gaze fell on Xiao Jinang's bulging pocket, touched the tip of his nose, and finally couldn't help but reminded: "Be careful, don't be stolen."

Xiao Jinang clutched his trouser pocket like a baby, and nodded vigorously: "Yeah! Don't worry, I will definitely not be stolen!"

Who steals who!

Seeing this, Jiang Weimian wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, only feeling that the system was so stupid that it made people worry.He covered his mouth and yawned, waved his hand as farewell, walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi to go home.

And Xiao Jinang didn't delay too much, and immediately rushed back towards the clinic with the money in his pocket. However, when he arrived at the clinic out of breath, he didn't even see tomorrow's figure, not even the one who took the dog to the doctor before. Pairs of men and women also left.

Xiao Jinang looked around, feeling a little dazed. He found that there was a nurse on duty at the front desk, who happened to be the one who had talked to Ming Zhou before, and hurried over and asked, "Excuse me, do you know where Dr. Ming is?"

The nurse was filling out the medical records, and when she heard the words, she raised her head subconsciously, but saw Xiao Jinang who had gone and returned, and said in surprise, "Didn't you leave, why are you back?"

Xiao Jinang took out a stack of thick red banknotes from his pocket, waved them in front of the nurse's eyes, scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I'm sorry, I borrowed money from a friend just now, how much is the treatment fee?"

He was sweating from running, but he was still smiling when he spoke, like a warm sun, inexplicably softening the heart.

The nurse didn't expect that he would actually go to borrow money, so she came to her senses and looked back at the cat who was being transfused: "It's okay, Doctor Ming has already settled all the expenses just now, so you don't need to pay any more."

Xiao Jinang didn't expect to pay the money tomorrow, he blinked, a little at a loss: "What about others?"

The nurse said: "Doctor Ming said he wanted to go out to get some air, maybe he should take a walk nearby, why don't you look for it?"

When Xiao Jinang heard that he was leaving tomorrow alone, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. He said thank you and hurriedly opened the door and left the clinic.He was about to turn on the positioning system to see the coordinates of Mingri, but just as he went out, he saw a familiar figure slowly walking out from the supermarket next door, with a bag of things in his hand.

It's tomorrow.

Seeing this, Xiao Jinang's heart, which was still hanging just now, fell down by accident. For some reason, he stood still and didn't make a sound.Seeing Ming Zhou using his guide stick to explore the way, and walking towards his direction step by step, he finally couldn't help calling out to him:

"Doctor Ming—"

Ming Zhou paused when he heard the words, and subconsciously turned towards his direction, as if he didn't quite believe his ears, and asked slowly, "Xiao Jinang?"

Seeing that he recognized him, Xiao Jinang immediately beamed with joy, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, it's me."

After saying that, he walked quickly to the front of Ming Zhou, then took out all the money in his pocket and stuffed it into Ming Zhou's hand: "Look, I just asked a friend to borrow money, and I borrowed so much. "

Enough steamed buns for him to eat for nine years!

Ming Zhou was still carrying something in his hand, so he was caught off guard by Xiao Jin'ang stuffing a pile of money into him, he was inevitably a little dazed.He subconsciously grasped the thick pile of money, made a rough estimate, and found that it was about eight or nine thousand, and asked in surprise, "These are all the money you borrowed just now?"

Xiao Jinang nodded: "I originally wanted to borrow a little more, but he didn't have much money, so he only had 1 yuan. Doctor Ming, is the money enough to treat the kitten? If not, I'll borrow it again."

Hearing Xiao Jinang mention the cat, Ming Zhou suddenly became quiet.Holding the heavy money in his hand, he guessed in his heart that it was probably all Xiao Jinang's savings, and asked slowly: "Do you really want to save that cat?"

Xiao Jinang hardly hesitated: "Help."

These two words came out of his mouth, inexplicably taking it for granted, and taking it for granted, as if it should have been done.

Ming Zhou couldn't hear the emotion and asked: "But that cat is blind, and it will never be cured in the future. Do you still want to raise it?"

He didn't know why he had to ask Xiao Jinang this question repeatedly, and he didn't know what kind of answer he wanted to get.

Xiao Jinang scratched his head: "Is it difficult to raise a cat?"

Ming Zhou said, "It's hard, because it's sick and still alive."

If a dead cat is sick, it will not cause so many troubles, just as a living person will always cause more troubles than a dead one.

Xiao Jinang still doesn't think it's a big problem: "It's okay, I can go and learn how to raise a cat, let's treat its disease first."

After he finished speaking, he looked down at the bag in Ming Zhou's hand: "Doctor Ming, have you done your shopping? Let me carry it for you."

The bag is full of snacks, and I don't know who bought it for, but first of all, tomorrow can be ruled out, because he doesn't have the habit of eating snacks.

Ming Zhou did not refuse, and handed the bag in his hand to Xiao Jinang, as well as the stack of money, and whispered: "Take it well, don't drop it."

Xiao Jinang took the bag, but not the money. He shook his head and said, "Doctor Ming, the nurse told me just now that you paid for the kitten's medical expenses, so let's treat the money as being returned to you."

Ming Zhou paused when he heard the words, and felt more and more that Xiao Jin'ang was as innocent as a piece of white paper.He slowly tidied up the messy pile of money in his hand, and stuffed it into Xiao Jinang's trouser pocket: "It's okay, just treat it as the cat that we picked up together, and the medical expenses are not so much."

When he bent down, the tip of his hair accidentally touched Xiao Jinang's nose, which made people feel a little itchy.

Xiao Jin'ang blinked his eyes when he heard the words, he just felt that Ming Zhou was really kind, so he couldn't help but stretched out his arms and hugged him.He seemed to want to tell Ming Zhou a secret, and then whispered in the other party's ear: "Doctor Ming, you are so kind~"

You are Little King Kong's favorite human being~

Xiao Jinang hid the latter sentence in his heart, but did not say it, the hot air sprayed on his neck, causing a shivering light itch.Ming Zhou was already sensitive, so he was caught off guard by Xiao Jin'ang's arms, and he was stunned. He only felt his ears were red and hot, and an inexplicable itchiness spread all over his body along the tailbone.

When Xiao Jinang hugged Ming Zhou, he was inexplicably reluctant to let go, so he maintained that position and did not move, wanting to wait until Ming Zhou pushed him away before letting go.

However, Ming Zhou didn't know why, as if he had been cast a body spell, he remained motionless.His heart was beating like a drum, he was at a loss, thinking that Xiao Jinang was probably just excited for a while, that's why he hugged him, the fingertips hanging by his side moved, after a few hesitation, he didn't push Xiao Jinang away, and wanted to wait for the other party to let go .

There was a moment of silence in the air, and in a trance, someone's heartbeat was out of rhythm, and it overshadowed the cicadas on the tree for a moment.

The scorching sun shines through the sycamore trees on the side of the road, casting light spots of different sizes, and the shoulders are covered with light if you don't pay attention.They were all waiting for each other to let go, but none of them moved. They stood in a secluded corner in an embracing posture, just like the old telephone poles beside the road, which remained unchanged year after year.