Chapter 57

Muran served a bowl of rice from the restaurant, added some vegetable soup, poured in some pickled vegetables he brought from home, and sat at the kitchen door for lunch.

Wang Qin scolded Li Ping from the living room behind the house. Occasionally, there were a few words of Li Ping's confrontation with a crying voice, which were suppressed by Wang Qin's louder voice.

This is not the first time the mother and daughter have quarreled. Li Ping did not get into school in the college entrance examination, and she had no intention of studying anymore, so she wanted to learn makeup. Wang Qin opened her own house and thought that Li Ping could not study, and she could also help in the restaurant. As for what makeup to learn, don't even think about it.

The two mothers and daughters quarreled over the past few days. At first, Muran persuaded her, but later she was blocked by Wang Qin's words "What's your turn to take care of my family's affairs." From now on, Muran consciously hid far away whenever the two mothers and daughters quarreled, and only asked for a question.

As Wang Qin scolded him sharply, a sound of plastic bags suddenly came from outside the courtyard. Mu Ran was stunned, and then immediately stood up and ran out of the courtyard.

The garbage bag piled by the wall fell to the ground. Most of a wild cat leaned into the bag and rumbling to find food. When he heard the footsteps of people, the wild cat stretched out his head vigilantly and his ears moved slightly.

Mu Ran had just run to the door when he saw the cat's feet cushion, jumping onto the high wall and disappearing in an instant.

There was not a single person around. Muran felt a little disappointed when he looked at the garbage that was overturned all over the floor. After so many days, he had never seen the child again. He had also looked around when there was no one in the shop during lunch break, nor did he see anyone. Sometimes he would guess whether she was found by his family or whether she had a place to settle down, but every time he comforted himself like this, he felt more and more uneasy.

Perhaps because of his own background, he could never be indifferent. Every time he thought of the child eating cakes with his head buried in his mouth, he felt uncomfortable. Moreover, she was too young, if she was still wandering or being caught by some uneasy and kind-hearted people... Muran was a little afraid to think about it.

"Murran! Where is the person?!" Wang Qin's unhappy voice came from the room. Muran put the broom that he had taken from the yard to clean and entered the room in response.

It was almost eight o'clock when I finished my work in the restaurant in the evening.

Wang Qin had a fight with her daughter today. In the afternoon, Li Ping went out in anger and has not come back yet. Wang Qin has been in a bad mood and has no good expression on Muran. Muran did not take it to heart and helped to clean up the things, so she left the restaurant.

Now it is the most lively time outside. Students gather in groups of three or five, laughing and making noises everywhere. Mu Ran walked through the crowd and was occasionally hit by crazy students. Amid the other party's slightly panicked apology, he would also laugh and say it's okay.

He had such age and such time, but he never smiled so happily as they were. In the days before, he was busy worrying about tuition and living expenses, gritting his teeth and saving little by little, and finally he could barely hold on. In the days after, he met someone in the days after...

Thinking of this, Mu Ran laughed, always like this. When inadvertently, without any warning, this person would jump into his mind, and the memories that were pressing deepest in his heart would also churn.

In fact, he left the sanatorium half a year ago. At that time, Secretary Jiang said that as long as he did not stay in the city, no matter where he wanted to go, how much money he would cost, or any other conditions he had, he could meet it.

But he didn't want anything. He lived in the sanatorium for 2 months. The doctor, nursing, food and accommodation were the best, and the Yi family didn't owe him anything.

Secretary Jiang did not force himself, but only gave him his own contact number, and arranged for him to come to the south according to his wishes. After many twists and turns, he finally stayed in Jinxi District and found a job in a small restaurant next to the school.

In fact, the economy here is not developed, and when mentioned by outsiders, it always brings the words backward and poor. However, the mountains and rivers are green, and the pace of life is very slow. Muran feels that this is a place suitable for him to spend the rest of his life.

After a while of random thoughts, Muran closed his thoughts, took out the key, opened the door, turned on the light, and entered the room.

The house is a bit old and not big, just one living room and one bedroom. The closed balcony has been converted into a kitchen, and next to it is a simple and narrow bathroom. The fire is burned in the house, which is the stove that many people use here. A pipe is connected to the side of the stove and straight out of the house. Usually, just add some coal or honeycomb coal to the middle of the stove and cover the fire. The room will be baked very warm and the gas will be discharged along the pipe, without leaving a heavy smell.

Muran took off his coat and took the tongs hanging under the stove to pick up some coal to burn it. But as soon as he walked to the coal shed, he saw a broken woven bag in the coal shed. The bag was very big, usually used by students to load books when carrying luggage. Muran put down the tongs and reached out to pick up the bag strangely. But he just opened the bag and saw a child sleeping in a bunch.

The coal shed was dark and I couldn't see the child's appearance clearly, but Muran recognized the black loose coat. Muran quickly pulled open the bag and tried to reach out to hug the child. The child did not resist, and did not even react at all. He was shocked and reached out to touch the child's face, and the tentacles were hot.

Muran no longer cared about anything else and quickly carried her into the house. Only by using the light did the child's face turn red, his mouth was open, and his breath was full of hot heat. Muran took off the coat that was obviously wet and wet with water. He grabbed his coat and wrapped the child tightly, picked up the wallet and key, picked up the child and ran out of the door as fast as possible.

The hospital was too far away, and Muran went to the clinic on the street nearby. This was the peak period for colds and illnesses. At this time, many people in the clinic were still hanging water. Dr. Liu, who was pulling out the needle, heard the sound behind him. When he turned his head, he saw Muran panting and sweating. She turned around and continued to move her hands, but kept comforting her mouth: "Don't panic, I'll come here right away."

Mu Ran gasped and couldn't speak, so he stood there in his arms holding the child and nodded.

After Dr. Liu finished pulling the needle for the patient, he turned around and sat down on the bench in the room with Muran. While unbuttoning the coat covering the child to take her body temperature, he asked Muran about the specific situation. When she heard that the child was a wandering child that Muran picked up, she looked up at Muran in surprise.

The child was burned to 39 degrees and was drowsy and unconscious. The doctor did not dare to drag her down again, so he directly gave her medicine to drip water. The two beds that could sleep in the room were all living there, and Muran could only sit on the bench and hugged the child. The child had smelly smell. The woman sitting next to Muran looked at him unhappily, moved her butt away a little. Muran held the child's hand tightly and moved to the side again.

Time passed little by little, and fewer people in the clinic were there, and in the end they were only the two of them. Muran looked at the doctor who seemed a little tired and kept saying sorry.

Dr. Liu didn't mind. She came over and tried the temperature of the child. Seeing that the situation was getting better, she comforted Muran a few words and even started chatting with Muran with a smile.

Her own child is not a few years older than the one Muran is holding. After hearing Muran picking up the child, she was a little moved. She thought for a while and said to Muran: "Let's do this, if you don't worry, when the child has finished hanging water, I will take her to the house to take a shower and check her by the way." After a pause, Dr. Liu continued: "These wandering children will have some unfortunate experiences. I don't know if there are any other injuries on this child."

Muran listened to her in a daze, and then almost immediately wanted to stand up and thank her. But he had just moved, and he realized that he was holding the child in his arms. He hurriedly sat down carefully, blushing with a hint of embarrassment. The doctor saw that he was so excited that he couldn't help laughing, and sighed in his heart that he had encountered such a good person that he could only meet on TV news.

The author has something to say:

I have decided to update the holiday, so I won't talk nonsense. But it's really... that's it. I wrote about Muran and the child to show how much Virgin or Holy Father he is. I just want to find someone who never lets him down and doesn't make him sad. I sincerely treat him from beginning to end and only protect him. This kind of setting is impossible. Yi Tian will not be able to shape the second attack. It's just a part of being cannon fodder. It's boring. His love will never be perfect. His family affection has been seriously injured but at least warm and expectant. So let it be for him.
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