Yao Jingjing has no concept of gray matter fibrosis in the brain, but she knows exactly what leukemia is and is deeply afraid of it. So she decided to have a bone marrow transplant first. As for the brain lesions, she will find a way to treat it after the operation is over. She secretly told her father about this matter, and his father had the same opinion.

The question now is, where can she go to collect a million?

Mother Yao has been diagnosed with leukemia for a long time. She has been to the hospitals in Chuncheng and Yangcheng and spent more than two hundred thousand yuan. Although Yao Jingjing's salary is not low, her working hours are short and her savings are not much. Her father originally had a decent job. After her mother fell ill, he basically half-retired at home.

Cuanzhou is known as the second largest city in Yunnan Province, but it is not even a third-tier city in the country. Two hundred thousand yuan is a lot of money for ordinary people living here. Yao Jingjing's savings have already been used up, and relatives and friends have also borrowed a lot of money.

Yao Jingjing intends to return to the company tomorrow and apply to the company. It should be possible to advance a little salary and bonus in advance, and ask her colleagues to borrow a little, plus classmates and friends here in Cuanzhou. But this number is still far short, and even the part that can be reimbursed by medical insurance is still not enough. If it is not enough, you can only sell the house secretly behind your mother's back. But the house price in Cuanzhou is not high, and their old house is probably worth five to six hundred thousand yuan.

At about noon, Yao's mother urged Yao Jingjing to go on a blind date, saying that she was in a bank and the conditions were good. Yao Jingjing smiled and said, "Mom, you just want to sell me, right?"

Mother Yao said anxiously, "What are you talking about? I'm not doing good for you! Also, don't tell anyone about my illness. Who wants to have a leukemia mother-in-law? !"

Yao Jingjing said, "Mom, you don't know anyone!"

Yao's mother said: "The introduction of what I know has been done a long time ago, don't you all look down on it! This is introduced by your Aunt Zhao. She has a wide range of people and knows many people."

Yao Jingjing shook her head and said, "She is not reliable!"

Mother Yao said: "Oh, you go and have a look first, and come back if you don't see it fit, and see if it's okay."

Yao Jingjing couldn't help her mother, so she went to a cafe in the south of the city according to the agreed meeting address.

The cafe is not big, but it has a great atmosphere. It is located on an old street in the south of the city. There are blue bricks and gray tiles everywhere, and lush old trees block out most of the sun and bring some shade to the street.

Because of instinctive resistance to blind dates, Yao Jingjing deliberately walked a little slower when she came, trying to leave a bad impression on others by being late. If she fails because of this, she can give her mother an explanation.

But she went into the cafe and looked around and realized that the man who was supposed to be waiting for her was not there. Yao Jingjing laughed at herself, thinking she was late, but she didn't expect someone to be later than him.

It's not always the same idea! Yao Jingjing thought so.

Ordered a cup of coffee, sat down in a corner by the window, and immersed in the laziness of the old jazz. For some reason, Yao Jingjing suddenly remembered the guy in Chuncheng who seemed lazy in everything.

There are few pedestrians in the old street outside the window. A figure walked past the alleyway in the distance. Yao Jingjing just glanced over there and saw the figure of the man wearing a windbreaker, slightly hunched, hands in his trouser pockets, a pair of laziness Yangyang's appearance, only flashed into the alley.

Yao Jingjing got up from the chair with a squeeze. She subconsciously wanted to chase her out. Her belly hit the table, the cups on the table clashed, and the coffee splashed on her skirt.

She didn't realize it, her heart was beating all the time. After a while, she sat back slowly and rubbed her temples.

You must be mistaken, this is Cuanzhou, how could it be him!

I don't want to say it anymore, why do I remember it again! Yao Jingjing almost despised herself a little.

...

In an alley at Laojiekou, a few gangsters gathered together. One of the thin, tall men with a sun hat had only **** on his right hand.

"Big Fingers, can't we make it? Just wait like that?"

"That's right, it's so hot this day! The things are done well and go to Mahjong."

Several gangsters couldn't stand the heat of the sweltering heat, and urged them all together.

Tang Bazhi sharpened his eyes and raised his right hand, beckoning them not to make noise.

Tang Bazhi actually only has seven fingers. Since only the thumb and index finger remain on the right hand, whenever he stretches out his hand, he seems to be expressing the meaning of "eight". Refers to "such a mixed number."

Tang Bazhi is famous in Cuanzhou. His three missing fingers were not because of an accident, but were alive when he was gambling with people in the casino. He didn't blink his eyes when he chopped his fingers. He was only sixteen years old that year.

"Wait again." Tang Bazhi checked the time, "Wait another twenty minutes. If Master Ma doesn't call, we will withdraw."

"Brother Bazhi, why are you withdrawing? Didn't you say that if Master Ma doesn't call, let us clean up this girl?"

Tang Ba said, "You are stupid! If you don't call, it means that he has something wrong. He has something wrong. What kind of girls are you helping him with! Do you think the police are all eating dry food?"

"Yes, yes, Brother Bazhi thinks far. It's a pity, I heard that this girl is a flight attendant, and I really want to do it last time. If there are fans in the prison, it's worth the meal!"

"Fuck you in a plane!" Tang Bazhi tapped the obsessed guy with his eight fingers, "There are so many women! Well..." He glanced towards the cafe. , "Damn, wait until the limelight is over before trying to find a way, sooner or later get to the brothers' bed!"

Tang Bazhi waited for a while to see that the time was almost up, and said, "Withdraw!"

As soon as they turned around, they saw a person standing right in the alley. The man's hair was messy, like a chicken coop, and it seemed to have been blown by the wind when he had just passed the car, and he stood up. He was wearing an old gray windbreaker, a pair of flared trousers, not like flared trousers, cropped trousers, not like cropped trousers, broken trousers. , With a lazy look all over his body, looking at them with a smile.

Tang Bazhi was stunned for a moment, and cursed: "Fuck~lightnovelpub.net~ neurotic!" Then he walked around. His little **** also swear swear words, and filed from both sides.

Just a few steps after they walked, they suddenly heard the person behind them say: "Ma Fuqing is dead."

Tang Bazhi was taken aback, turned around and turned around and asked in surprise, "What did you say?"

"Ma Fuqing is dead, he asked you to accompany him." Aoki slowly turned around, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked towards them lazily.

Stepping on the bluestone slab made a crisp tapping sound, which echoed in the long alley. Tang Bazhi saw the light of the alley behind Aoki getting brighter and brighter, while the backlit Aoki's figure became darker and darker.

The long and narrow alley gradually became dark, and the light in front became more dazzling, and Tang Bazhi found that he was standing in a tunnel.

Accompanied by the long sound and rumbling vibration of the siren, a high-speed train, like a behemoth traveling through time and space, suddenly rushed out of the bright light and rammed into the tunnel entrance.

Tang Bazhi stood there still unable to move, and watched the train collide.