The sad Xiaobai also subconsciously had the urge to beat the foreign doctor.

As the attending physician, he has filled so much ink in his stomach, so many patients have practiced his hands, and is still famous. How can he not cure Teacher Meng's arm? 555~~

Meng Junyao stood up, bowed respectfully to the medical team to express his gratitude, and apologized on behalf of Wu Hai.

The nurse quickly told him that Mr. Wu had instructed him to ask Mr. Meng to continue to do rehabilitation treatment here, with the cost exemption and he would do it as long as he wanted.

Wu Hai interrupted next to him: "My brother is just saying something human."

Sometimes I can't tell whether Wu Hai is praising his brother or scolding him, but he absolutely does not allow others to scold his brother.

After someone else went out, Xiaobai and Wu Hai asked Meng Junyao what plans were.

"I still have one arm and two legs, so many things can be done," Meng Junyao said gently as usual, "Brother Hai, please help me rent a house near a public hospital."

Wu Hai slapped his thigh in anger: "Well, what house are you renting? What public hospitals are you going to? Can public hospitals have the conditions here? Our Wu family hospital's rehabilitation center is the best in the country. Brother Meng, please live here down-to-earth!"

He shouted and looked at Xiaobai, meaning why didn't you speak for me?

But I never expected Xiaobai to say, "No, I'd better help Teacher Meng rent a house."

Because she understood Meng Junyao's noble self-esteem.

If you don’t receive any rewards, how can Teacher Meng live here be down-to-earth? What’s more, the relationship between Wushan and himself is burdened with a heavy psychological burden, and it will be bad if it affects his recovery.

Meng Junyao felt very comforted when he heard this, but Xiaobai understood him best.

Wu Hai blurted out: "No, no, Brother Meng, you don't have a wife, I'm not at ease living alone!"

Meng Junyao's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he had finished it, he had finished playing all the time, and secretly glanced at Xiaobai.

He was worried that Wu Hai and Xiaobai would come together. Brother Hai was straightforward and rarely spoke in his brain. Besides, there was no need to think too much about the brothers' speech.

Now, Wu Hai is making trouble again. His expression is like a child who is at a loss when he has done something wrong, his eyes keep slipping across the wall and searching for cracks in the ground.

Xiaobai's expression was unexpectedly calm. She felt that things had come to this point, so it would be better to speak out and everyone was comfortable. He must have felt uncomfortable when he asked Teacher Meng to keep lying.

"Wu Hai, thank you for coming. Why don't you go there first? I'll accompany Teacher Meng for a while."

After Wu Hai was tactfully bombarded, Xiaobai said, "Actually, I knew it a long time ago."

Meng Junyao asked nervously: "What do you know?"

"I know you haven't gotten married, and that sister-in-law doesn't exist at all," to avoid him feeling embarrassed, Xiaobai quickly added, "You say that for my own good. I know, I was too ignorant at that time, but I understand everything now."

Next, there is a terrifying silence.

I thought I kept the secret very well, but I knew it a long time ago, but I didn't tell you. This really made me look a little dull. Meng Junyao lowered his head in frustration: "I'm sorry Xiaobai, I lied to you."

Unexpectedly, Xiaobai replied frankly: "It's okay, I lied to you too!"

"Um?"

Meng Junyao cast inquiring eyes.

Xiaobai smiled: "When I saw the photo, didn't I praise you for being married? Now I admit that I was talking nonsense at that time hahaha. Who is that girl? Are your friend or student or neighbor?"

When Meng Jun thinks of her, she feels like she is a different life.

A woman who was forced to wander under the pressure of life didn't know what happened after the earthquake. After all, she had done her so much favor and treated herself sincerely and tolerantly, so Meng Junyao was willing to call her his friend.

Xiaobai also wanted to ask if she knew why you wanted to take a fake photo, but she still didn't ask later, because she was also afraid that Teacher Meng would be embarrassed.

Xiaobai: "Okay, we have deceived each other and have a balance. From now on, we will not mention unpleasant things, we must be happy every day."

Meng Junyao stretched out his good hand and hooked her to hang her for a hundred years, just like many years ago.

He knew that this was the step that Xiaobai had found for him, and she was very considerate.

Xiaobai looked at this man who had become a middle-aged man and had nothing again, which made him heartbroken: "Then you have to promise me that if you need help in the future, you must speak to me. Don't be afraid of trouble me. Did I have too few troubles to you before?"

When she was young, Meng Junyao often visited the welfare home to visit their children, especially the young man with great artistic talent.

If she wants to eat sweet food, she buys chocolate, if she wants to learn harmonica, if she wants to learn harmonica, if she wants to learn painting, she buys the best quality brushes, let alone fish, Meng Junyao personally went to catch a lively big carp in advance, and took her the opportunity to take art classes or harmonica classes at home to make her the most delicious dish in the world, and even spoiled her, an orphan, into a little princess that everyone envied.

The past scenes appeared before my eyes, as clear as yesterday. This kind of love like a father and a brother undoubtedly supported the sky for the unfortunate young Xiaobai at that time, and also gave her the courage to face the world of love.

At this moment, after hearing her words, Meng Junyao's Adam's apple moved slightly: "Okay, I promise you that I will trouble you often in the future."

Xiaobai was very happy and hoped that he would "trouble" herself. She was thinking about how to help him return to normal life as soon as possible, regardless of manpower, money, and time.

She really looked for a one-bedroom apartment in Chaoyang next to a famous public hospital for Meng Junyao. The location was very good. There were supermarkets, banks, etc. downstairs, and there were also old men and uncles gathered to play chess.

She also helped him contact the rehabilitation training room of the public hospital. The prices of public hospitals are indeed much more reasonable.

Needless to say, mobile phones and daily necessities, the most worth mentioning is that Xiaobai also thoughtfully helped him buy a complete set of tools for painting and harmonica, which were brands he used to using.

Because Teacher Meng, who lives with art, must not miss these things, otherwise he would not be Meng Junyao.

Before leaving the private hospital, Meng Junyao bowed deeply 90 degrees to the medical staff who had served him for two months to express his gratitude.

The nurses couldn't bear to leave him because the patient was optimistic, funny, respected them very much, and loved to tell jokes. After he was discharged from the hospital, there would definitely be a lot of fun here.

However, no healthcare worker would want patients to stay in the hospital forever.

Before being discharged from the hospital, Meng Junyao insisted on swiping his card to pay for the surgery and hospitalization, but the charging department did not dare to charge it. It was just because Wushan had ordered that all the fees in the 1910 ward were exempted.

But Meng Junyao insisted on not accepting free treatment, so the charging office had to give him half price, but just didn't tell him.

Wushan was silent for a long time after hearing about this incident, and said to himself: "Why are you so stubborn? Just as stubborn as Xiaobai."

Meng Junyao was originally a smoker. Because the hospital prohibited smoking, he had never touched cigarettes in the past two months. He was very self-controlled in this regard.

After paying the rent for one year, Meng Junyao still had savings on his card, but he decided to try to find a job no matter how he tried to find a job. It would be better to have a low income than to live in vain. Men should not support themselves.

But before starting to find a job, he had to wait for a replacement ID card to be sent.

So, during this waiting period, we hurry up to carry out rehabilitation training, although the hope for rehabilitation is extremely slim.

Meng Junyao was originally a free and casual person, so he did whatever he wanted. He put the bowl on a few days and then brushed it. He put the smelly socks on a few weeks and then washed it after washing it. Anyway, no one has been in charge of him all year round.

Only in his creation of fine arts and music, he has been so precise that he is strict.

Now, he has applied this rigorousness to rehabilitation training. If he doesn't do a good job of one exercise, he will rework it 10 times and hundreds of times until it meets the requirements. The motivation behind this is that he does not want to become a useless person.

For artists like Meng Junyao who have strong self-esteem, if they cannot support themselves and cannot paint anymore, they will basically lose the meaning of living.

So, when he got home at night, he seized the time to practice drawing with his left hand.

When I first started practicing at Wushi Hospital 2 months ago, I couldn’t even draw a decent circle with my left hand. After unremitting efforts, I can now sign it neatly with my left hand.

There are many inconveniences on one hand, such as it is difficult to zip, it is difficult to peel apples, and it is also very difficult to cook. If you use a kitchen knife to cut a vegetable and a meat, you can't even press it while cutting it. Therefore, Meng Junyao often buys instant noodles to eat in order to save trouble.

Sometimes, he also tried steaming fish at home. Although the fish was cleaned up by the supermarket, he still needed to rinse it, marinate it with seasonings, and put it in the pot.

However, the fish skin is very slippery and often cannot catch one hand, and his fingers are often poked. It takes a lot of effort to complete these.

As a result, when it was out of the pot, one hand was difficult to hold, and once the whole plate was slammed on the ground.

That time, Meng Junyao cleaned up the end of the game for a long time, then took out the cigarette he bought without telling Xiaobai, sat at the window and started smoking without saying a word.

Did you really become a useless person like that?

One day, it was raining, and Xiaobai ran to Teacher Meng again. Not far away, he happened to see him walking home from the supermarket with a large bag of things in one hand.

Because the right arm is unconscious and cannot swing naturally like a normal person to maintain body balance, it looks particularly difficult. Even in midsummer, the figure looks like a bleak feeling in late autumn, and it is even less likely to take a hand to hold an umbrella, so it can only be wet.

Perhaps some product in the bag I was carrying had sharp corners, but suddenly the plastic bag broke into a hole, and the things inside scattered all over the ground, attracting the attention of countless passers-by.

He didn't have a spare pocket on his body and only had one hand to use. Meng Junyao in the rain didn't think about what to do for a moment, and seemed a little helpless.

Bags of instant noodles, as well as vegetables, fruits, a small bag of rice and an umbrella were scattered on the ground. Perhaps the plastic bag was pierced at the tip of the end of the umbrella support bone.

Facing Meng Junyao's helpless look, Xiaobai, who was watching from a distance, felt that his depressed emotions for a long time had finally found an outlet for venting: "Teacher Meng!"

She rushed to him desperately, hugged his waist with both hands, put her head on his shoulder, and started crying without saying a word, not caring about whether she cried or not, not caring about other people's fingers...
Chapter completed!