Chapter 875 The Tea Exudes a Refreshing Fragrance (More Updates)
The man saw a medicine box on the cashier counter, and a look of caution flashed through his eyes.
Have you prepared the medicine kit early, waiting for his arrival?
Tang Huai was immersed in writing the receipt, when a girl came to the cashier: "Tang Huai, pay the bill."
"Okay." Tang Huai looked up. When she saw the man, she was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Are you here?"
After paying the bill for the girl in front of him, Tang Huai came out of the cashier with a medicine box, and then called Li Feixi: "I have to go out for a while, you come and collect the money."
Li Feixi nodded: "Okay."
Tang Huai asked the man: "I just came back from seeing a patient. I wanted to go to the Xinghui Hotel to find you, but I made a mistake yesterday. I didn't ask for your boss's name, nor your name. I don't know where you live." Room No. ”
The man looked very sincere and honest: "They are all called Yacai, you should follow them and call me Yacai."
"Okay." Tang Huai nodded generously, but smiled coldly in his heart. After Li Feipeng's investigation, he called A Ming: "Yacai, let's go treat your boss."
"You get in my car." Yacai said.
"After seeing your boss, I also want to visit a seriously ill old woman." Tang Huai smiled brightly at Yacai, and his smile was warmer than the sun today. She looks so innocent and beautiful. "I have a car. It's more convenient for me to drive myself."
Yacai's eyes fell on her face for a while, then nodded: "Okay."
Two motorcycles, one behind the other, were driving on the road.
Yacai drove in front, and Tang Huai followed behind him.
They were getting further and further away from the city. When they reached a remote section of road, Tang Huai speeded up the car slightly and drove alongside Yacai.
She asked Yacai: "Yacai, isn't your boss at the Xinghui Hotel? We have already left the city. The Xinghui Hotel is in the city."
Yacai replied: "Last night the boss suddenly wanted to live in the suburbs. He thought his time was running out and wanted to spend his last days in a quiet place."
"Don't be too discouraged, your boss. Some cancer patients can still be cured. We don't know whether your boss's disease is cancer. Don't give up so easily." Tang Huai said words of encouragement.
"You are absolutely right, but the boss likes quiet places all his life."
"A quiet environment is indeed a good place to recuperate, but it depends on the situation. If the disease occurs and you need to go to the hospital for life-saving treatment in time, it is more convenient to live in the city. By the way, which quiet place did your boss go to?"
"We'll be there soon, Zhongxing Village."
"Oh." Tang Huai nodded clearly.
Yacai turned to look at her, "Have you been to Zhongxing Village?"
"No, but there are classmates in my class who are from Zhongxing Village."
A strange look flashed across Yacai's eyes, "Zhongxing Village has a beautiful environment and beautiful mountains and clear waters. It is a good place to spend your last days."
Tang Huai will spend her last life in Zhongxing Village this time. Today is the day of her death!
No. 66, Zhongxing Village.
Although this place is under the municipal administration of K City, it is a suburb of K City and has not been developed yet. The environment here is similar to that of the countryside.
It’s just that there are more buildings in this area than in the countryside. At present, houses with mud brick roofs can be seen everywhere in rural areas. There are very few villages like Zhongxing Village where small buildings can be seen everywhere.
Room 66 is a large tile-roofed house. The walls are cut out of mud bricks, and the roof is one wooden beam after another.
The houses are in a row, with two bedrooms on the left and right, and the main room in the middle of the bedrooms.
The yard is small and filled with firewood.
Seeing that the yard was so small, Tang Huai didn't drive her motorcycle in.
The car stopped outside the yard. She carried the medicine box and followed Yacai into the yard.
Yacai said: "The owner of this house has taken his wife and children to live in the city. He only comes back during the holidays to burn incense and worship Buddha. My boss chose to live here."
Tang Huai looked at the house. There was a lot of firewood pushed in the yard. Although she didn't see any clothes of adults or children hanging out in the yard, she didn't believe what Yacai said.
There are always people living in this house.
A house that has been unoccupied for a long time has a different atmosphere than one that is occupied every day.
Tang Huai couldn't tell what kind of different aura it was.
Entering a bedroom on the right side of the hall, Yacai walked to the bed and said to the person inside the bed: "Boss, Tang Huai is here."
There is a black linen mosquito net hanging on the bed. When I stand outside and look inside, I can't see clearly, and I can only see the person in a hazy way.
A very weak male voice came from inside: "Well, you go down and boil the water and make a cup of hot tea for Tang Huai."
Yacai listened and nodded with a respectful tone; "Okay, boss."
Yacai turned around and went out. When he passed by Tang Huai, he smiled gratefully at Tang Huai: "Tang Huai, I'll leave the boss to you."
Tang Huai just smiled.
She put the medicine box on an old wooden table in front of the bed, took the initiative to move a chair and sat in front of the bed, and asked the person in the bed: "Is it convenient for me to hang the mosquito net? Before I treat a disease, I have to observe the other person's face. , this is the most common way of seeing, hearing and asking.”
The person inside said weakly: "Okay."
Tang Huai stretched out her hand to hang up the mosquito net. Only then did she see the true face of the patient on the bed.
The opponent was sallow and thin, so thin that he was just skin and bones.
The eyes also narrowed down, becoming two deep eye sockets.
You can tell from the other person's skin color that the other person is seriously ill, and that it is incurable.
The man was already in a very weak state. Tang Huai couldn't guess his age because he was so thin that he was just skin and bones.
But there is nothing "boss" about him.
Tang Huai knew that the man on the bed was not the man staying at the Xinghui Hotel.
Yesterday she asked Yacai how many years his boss had slept, and he replied that he was twenty-eight years old. But the man in front of me looks like he is forty years old, right?
Tang Huai carefully observed the man's face and said, "Judging from your face, you have been ill for a long time, from a mild illness to a serious illness."
The man nodded: "Yes, at least ten years."
"Mild illnesses are easy to treat. Why didn't you see a doctor in the first place?" Tang Huai asked, looking at the man.
"It's just because of the minor illness that I don't let it go..."
"Tang Huai, the tea made with boiling water last night is not very hot anymore. Just have a cup to warm yourself up. I am boiling water now and will go out to buy noodles and cook them in a while. You can stay here to eat and go back now. "At this time Yacai came in with a cup of tea and interrupted the man on the bed.
Tang Huai did not turn around to look at Yacai, but looked at the man on the bed with a serious look at the doctor: "Okay, I happen to like noodles."
After Yacai put the cup on the table, he turned around and went out.
When he turned his back to Tang Huai, he raised his lips and revealed a successful sneer.
The hot tea in the cup exudes a faint fragrance...