Chapter 162

Yao Jingjing has no concept of cerebral gray matter fibrosis, but he knows what leukemia is and has a deep fear of it. So she decided to have a bone marrow transplant first. As for the brain lesions, she would find a way to treat them after the operation. She secretly told her father about it, and his father had the same opinion.

The question now is, where does she get a million?

Yao's mother has been diagnosed with leukemia for a long time. She has been to Chuncheng and Yangcheng hospitals successively, and spent more than 200000 before and after. Although Yao Jingjing's salary is not low, she has short working hours and little savings. Her father had a decent job. After her mother was ill, she basically semi retired at home.

Cuan Prefecture is known as the second largest city in Yunnan Province, but in the whole country, it can't even rank as the third tier city. More than 200000 is a lot of money for ordinary people living here. Yao Jingjing's family savings have long been used up, and her relatives and friends have borrowed a lot of money.

Yao Jingjing plans to go back to the company tomorrow and apply to the company. She should be able to advance a little salary and bonus, and then ask her colleagues to borrow some. With her classmates and friends here in Cuan Prefecture, she can probably get together more than 100000 or 200000. But this figure is still far from enough. Even if you include the part that can be reimbursed by medical insurance, it is still not enough. If you can't, you can only sell the house secretly behind your mother's back. However, the house price in Cuan Prefecture is not high. The old house of their family is probably worth $5.6 million.

At noon, Yao's mother urged Yao Jingjing to go on a blind date and said that he was from a bank and how good the conditions were. Yao Jingjing smiled and said, "Mom, you can't wait to sell me!"

Mother Yao said anxiously, "what are you talking about? I'm not for you! Also, don't mention my illness to others. Who is willing to share with my mother-in-law who has leukemia!"

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

Mother Yao said, "I've already introduced all the people I know. You can't see them! This is introduced by your aunt Zhao. She has a wide way and knows many people."

Yao Jingjing shook her head and said, "she's not reliable!"

Yao's mother said, "Oh, go and have a look first. Come back if it doesn't fit. It's OK to have a look."

Yao Jingjing couldn't resist 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 green bricks, grey tiles and lush old trees everywhere, which block most of the sun and bring a little shade to the street.

Because of an instinctive resistance to blind dates, Yao Jingjing deliberately slowed down when she came, trying to make a bad impression by being late. If it fails, she might as well give her mother an explanation when she goes back. People don't like her this time.

But when she went into the cafe and looked around, she found that the man who should have been waiting for her here was not in there. Yao Jingjing laughed at herself and thought she was late. Unexpectedly, someone was later than him.

It's not 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 old jazz. For some reason, Yao Jingjing suddenly remembered the guy who looked lazy in Chuncheng.

There were few pedestrians on the old street outside the window. A figure passed by the alley in the distance. Yao Jingjing just looked over there and saw the figure of the man in a windbreaker, slightly hunched back, his hands in his trouser pockets. He looked lazy and flashed into the alley.

Yao Jingjing got up from her chair and subconsciously wanted to catch up. Her lower abdomen hit the table. The cups on the table clattered and coffee splashed on her skirt.

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

You must have read it wrong. This is Cuan state. How can it be him!

I said I didn't want to. How can I remember again! Yao Jingjing almost despises herself.

……

In an alley at the old street corner, several gangsters gathered together. One of them, a tall and thin man with a sun hat, had only two fingers on his right hand.

"Brother Bazhi, can't we go up? Just wait?"

"Yes, it's so hot that day! When things are done, go to mahjong."

Several gangsters couldn't stand the heat and hurried up.

Tang Ba pointed his eyes, raised his right hand and motioned them not to make noise.

Tang's eight fingers actually have only seven fingers. Because only his thumb and index finger are left in his right hand, whenever he reaches out his hand, it seems to express the meaning of "eight", so there is a mixed name of "eight fingers" in the Jianghu.

Tang Bazhi's ruthlessness is famous in Cuan Prefecture. His three missing fingers were not cut off because of an accident, but when he fought with people in the casino. He didn't blink when cutting his fingers. He was only sixteen that year.

"Wait a minute." Tang eight fingers looked at the time, "wait another 20 minutes. If Ma Ye doesn't call, we'll withdraw."

"Brother Bazhi, why did you withdraw? Didn't you say that if master Ma didn't call, he would ask us to clean up this girl?"

Tang Bazhi said, "you're stupid! If master Ma doesn't call, he has an accident. He has an accident. What girls do you help him clean up? Do you think the police eat dry food?"

"Yes, brother Bazhi just thinks far. Unfortunately, I heard that this girl is a stewardess. I really want to do it once. If there is powder in prison, it's worth eating in prison!"

"Make your mother a plane!" Tang eight fingers knocked on the head of the lusty guy with his eight fingers. "There are many women! This......" he glanced in the direction of the cafe, "fuck, wait until the wind is over, and find a way to get the brothers to bed sooner or later!"

Tang Bazhi waited for a while, looked at the time, and said, "withdraw!"

As soon as they turned around, they saw a man standing in the alley. The man's hair was messy, like a chicken nest, and he stood up as if he had just been driven by a high wind. He was wearing an old gray windbreaker. A pair of bell bottomed trousers were not like bell bottomed trousers, and the nine point trousers were not like the broken open thread trousers of the nine point trousers. There were a pair of pull plates under his feet. His hands were inserted in his trouser pockets, slightly hunched over his back, and he looked at them lazily.

Tang Ba Zhi was stunned and scolded, "shit, psycho!" and walked around the man. His little gangsters also scolded dirty words and fished past from both sides.

They just walked a few steps, and suddenly heard the man behind them say, "Ma Fuqing is dead."

Tang Bazhi was startled. He quickly turned around and asked, "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 lazily towards them.

The pull board trampled on the bluestone board, making a clear sound of tapping, echoing in the long alley. Tang Bazhi saw that the light at the entrance of the alley behind Qingmu was getting brighter and brighter, while the shadow of Qingmu against the light was getting darker and darker.

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

With the sound and rumble of the siren, a high-speed train rushed out of the light like a giant beast passing through time and space and crashed into the tunnel entrance.

Tang Bazhi stood there and couldn't move. He watched the train crash.