Chapter 4

  Qin Mo held Yan Lang for two seconds, lifted up Yan Lang's occipital bone and pressed his forehead against his to check his temperature, saying: "He has a fever, is this child sick?"

  I immediately came back to my senses from the shock and hastily said: "Yes, yes, appendicitis has burst."

  He wondered: "Huh?"

  I was stunned for a moment, and hastily waved my hand: "No, no, I wanted to say that this child has appendicitis, and also wanted to ask if Qin teacher's car didn't have a flat tire, could you save us from death and injury, first send the two of us to the hospital. When I'm nervous, I speak incorrectly."

  I hadn't finished speaking, and he had already opened the car door, pushed me onto the passenger seat, put Yan Lang back on my lap, sat back in the driver's seat, and seeing that I was holding Yan Lang inconveniently, leaned over to help me fasten my seatbelt.

  A whole set of actions flowed like clouds and water, and neither I nor Yan Lang had time to express any opinions.

  I thought to myself, today I really met a good person, and hastily expressed gratitude: "Thank you, Teacher Qin, T University Hospital."

  He started the car and said with a tilt of his head: "Let's go see that doctor over there, he's quite skilled."

  I looked at Yan Lang with concern and said: "No need, no need, going to T University will do, I can borrow a student medical card there, which can be used for half price."

  He looked at me and didn't say anything.

  Qin Mo's car shot out like an arrow off the string. I had a feeling of sitting on a cloud and flying.

  Yan Lang, who had been enduring the pain in his stomach without making a sound, finally couldn't bear it anymore. He said, "Mom, I think I'm going to throw up."

  As a qualified mother, I should have said to him: "Baby, spit it out, let go and spit it out, if you want to spit it out." But this is Qin Mo's car, this car is very high-end, if Yan Lang really dirties this car, I estimate that selling the two of us together won't make up for it. I thought for a moment, took off my jacket and put it under Yan Lang's mouth and said: "Spit on this."

  Qin Mo, who was concentrating on driving, freed up one hand to rummage through the car seat and pulled out a white paper bag, saying: "Use this." I took the paper bag and thought that this car was indeed high-end, with very humanized design, even such detailed facilities were fully equipped, it was really incomparable to Santana 2000.

  After vomiting, the situation of Yan Lang seems to have improved slightly.

  Qin Mo's empty hand rubbed Yan Lang's hair and turned to ask me: "What is the child's name?"

  What's frightening is that he maintained a speed of lightning while doing this action.

  "Yan Lang, Yan Liao's Yan Qing Lang's Lang, Teacher Qin you look at the front, you look at the front."

  Qin Mo nodded and finally shifted his gaze to the highway ahead, saying: "This name is quite good, it's clean and neat."

  I think so, it's not bad. My mother always thought that the name Yan Lang was well-chosen, easy to read and with profound meaning. I'll have to write a letter to tell her that even famous people praise her for choosing this name. This news will definitely add a bright touch to her dull prison life.

  Yan Lang moved in my arms, I wanted to hold him up a bit, but he started struggling. My heart sank to the bottom, trembling and saying: "Teacher Qin, can you drive faster? Yan Lang seems to be in more pain."

  It's estimated that if this car goes any faster, it'll take off. Qin Mo said: "Tell Lang Lang a story to distract him, by the way, does he like listening to stories?"

  He doesn't like listening to stories, he likes listening to jokes.

  "He said: 'Then you tell him some cold jokes.'"

  I sadly said: "I won't tell cold jokes."

  He fell silent for a moment, one hand grasping the steering wheel, and said thoughtfully: "Once upon a time, there was a swordsman. His sword was cold, his expression was cold, his eyes were cold, and his heart was also cold. In the end... he died of cold."

  Yan Lang indeed stopped struggling.

  The car stopped in front of the doctor.

  Qin Mo didn't listen to my rational advice and drove the car recklessly to the hospital. I held Yan Lang and stumbled out of the car, feeling like the entire world was spinning with my feet as the pivot point.

  Yan Lang was indeed diagnosed with acute appendicitis, and the doctor suggested surgery. The hospital, which was recommended by Qin Mo, charged 4,000 yuan just for the surgical fee.

  I said: "Is this surgery necessary right away? Will delaying it for two days have an impact on the child?"

  The doctor said, "Actually, there's no big impact, we can start by prescribing some medicine to control the child's condition, but whether we do it now or later, it's all the same, putting it off for two days won't make a difference."

  I said: "This time is actually still meaningful, enough for me to transfer hospitals."

  Last year, Zhou Yueyue went to T University Hospital to have his appendix removed. The total cost of the surgery and hospital stay was 2,500 yuan, but because he used a medical card borrowed from a classmate at the Medical College, he got a discount and only paid 1,200 yuan. Moreover, during his three-day hospital stay, the hospital also provided him with three meals of boxed lunches for free. Zhou Yueyue is 24 years old, which is three times older than Yan Lang, so his appendix must be at least three times bigger than Yan Lang's. It doesn't make sense that Yan Lang had to pay more than three times as much to have a smaller appendix removed. As a poor student who has to support and raise an 8-year-old child and take care of a 70-year-old grandmother, I couldn't possibly afford to pay 4,500 yuan at once. Although we can't choose whether or not to be "slaughtered" in this market economy, fortunately, we can still choose where to be "slaughtered". So, I decided to take Yan Lang to T University Hospital to get "slaughtered".

  But Qin Mo insisted that Yan Lang have the surgery immediately. I think he probably thought that only by having Yan Lang undergo surgery right away would make his trip tonight not a waste.

  As a celebrity, Qin Mo obviously doesn't understand the world of poor people who will absolutely not use paid toilets when there are free ones available.

  I let out a sigh and said, "Teacher Qin, it's like this. Have you ever heard of the phrase 'People's Hospital slaughters people'? Oh right, you probably haven't heard of it since you've been abroad all along. The doctors at People's Hospital are highly skilled but also very bold in their fees, so they charge a lot. Except for particularly foolish ordinary people, we generally don't casually come to People's Hospital to see a doctor."

  Qin Mo hugged Yan Lang who was sleeping after getting an injection and said: "Whenever I'm sick, it's always others who come to take care of me."

  I swallowed my saliva and said: "Haha, I'm not talking about you, you're definitely not stupid, you see, you're not a local, you don't understand the situation, haha ~~"

  Qin Mo didn't mind and said: "I have a VIP card from their hospital here, it's said that minor surgeries can get a discount of one to two folds."

  I said: "Oh, no wonder you want to take care of them. It's really market-oriented now, even a public welfare institution like the hospital is starting to do promotions."

  Qin Mo said calmly: "Since they slaughtered so many people, it's only fair that we slaughter them a few times in return."

  I said: "Right, you're absolutely right, Teacher Qin."

  Thanks to Qin Mo's VIP card, Yan Lang was able to perform surgery on Ren Yi immediately.

  Qin Mo said he would go out for a bit.

  I once heard Zhou Yueyue say that many people who study architecture are fans of Qin Mo. The fans even established a folk organization on the internet to support Qin Mo, called the Beast Club. As the name suggests, every member of this club is a beast, regardless of gender. When I first heard her say this, I was taken aback and thought that Qin Mo must be quite a beast to have such charisma to gather beasts from all over the world. Later, I realized that "beast" is a nickname for Qin Mo's fans, which is a popular way of speaking in today's society, just like if you're a fan of Zhou Yueyue, you'd be called Mooncake, and if you're my fan, you'd be called Colorant.

  In short, after Qin Mo left, a beast immediately came to chat me up. I judged her as a beast mainly because she asked me three questions, all of which were related to Qin Mo.

  My conversation with her was like this.

  "She said: 'Miss, was the person who just left with you Qin Mo?'"

  I said: "Huh? Who is Qin Mo, little girl you're wearing sunglasses maybe didn't see clearly, that person isn't called Qin Mo."

  She pulled her sunglasses down a bit and said, "Don't think you can fool me. If that person wasn't Qin Mo, I'd write the three words 'Zheng Ming Ming' backwards. You two seem pretty close, what's your relationship with Qin Mo?"

  This is not good, I met a connoisseur. Fortunately, Qin Mo is not a big celebrity, except for those who are engaged in architecture and friends of architects should know him, ordinary people do not recognize him is also normal. Just like all Zimbabweans should know that their president is Mugabe, we Chinese only need to know that the country called Zimbabwe is not called Zimwe Buba is okay.

  I said, "Ah, so that person's name is Qin Mo. I don't know him, really, he and I are just passerby A and passerby B. But the Zheng Mingming you mentioned, I do know her, a superstar of land, sea, and air, haha, my son is even her fan! By the way, why did you write Zheng Mingming's name in reverse? Did she offend you or something?"

  She pulled her sunglasses down a bit: "Don't try to talk your way out of this, someone with Qin Mo's personality would never be so friendly and affectionate with some random person on the street? Forget it, if you won't tell me I'll go ask him myself. And another thing, do you really know Zheng Mingming? I am Zheng Mingming." After finishing speaking, she clicked her high heels and ran off in the direction Qin Mo had left.

  I was stunned for half a day, thinking that today's makeup technology is truly superb. This star looked completely different before and after removing her makeup, like two people molded from the same template. I also thought that today was really an auspicious day, being able to run into a celebrity on a deserted street, and then running into another celebrity outside a similarly deserted operating room. Is it possible that all of C City's celebrities have collectively come out to experience life?

  But Yan Lang's intuition was indeed sharp, and there was something between Qin Mo and Zheng Mingming. Although Yan Lang had always been strongly opposed to Qin Mo and Zheng Mingming being together due to personal bias, objectively speaking, I think Qin Mo and Zheng Mingming are more suitable for each other than Yan Lang and Zheng Mingming. If Qin Mo and Zheng Mingming were really dating, and as a passerby, I inadvertently became Yan Lang's accomplice, directly triggering the couple's family conflict, this sin would be too great. So until Qin Mo returned, I was very nervous.

  He took off his windbreaker and slung it over his hand, holding a shoe box in his right hand. He walked up to me, sat down, opened the shoe box, and pulled out a pair of women's sneakers.

  I think he really did offend Zheng Mingming, and now needs to buy a pair of shoes as an apology gift to win back the heart of that young girl. Influenced by TVB's anniversary drama "The Gem of Life", I thought celebrities would give their women imported pure-blood horses or diamonds as gifts, and those diamonds had to be particularly large, top-grade ones. But it turns out that in reality, just a pair of Adidas sneakers can win over these socialites - how cruel is that?

  Qin Mo said: "Come on, give it a try."

  When I came to the hospital with Yan Lang, I was annoyed by my high heels and took them off directly, throwing them on the side of the road. For the whole evening, I only wore a pair of cotton socks to travel around. At this time, the white cotton socks could no longer show their original color.

  I demurred, "No, no, you'd better get a salesgirl to help you try on the shoes. I've tried them and they're so accurate that if you give them another brush before giving them to your girlfriend, they'll be perfect. Actually, there's no need to try them on - with your good taste, just looking at them is enough to know how great they look. They'll definitely look even better on your girlfriend's feet. When she sees how great the shoes look on her own feet, she'll be especially delighted and happy, and will forget all about anything that's been bothering her."

  Qin Mo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled. People say that those who don't often smile are especially beautiful when they do, which shows that Qin Mo doesn't usually like to smile. After this one smile on the day of spring's return and the blooming of hundreds of flowers, he untied his shoelaces: "Just now the doctor told me that wearing only socks without shoes is prohibited in the hospital, so you wear these shoes for now."

  I examined the shoes for a while, and with an amateur's eye, I judged that they were definitely not counterfeit. The exquisite workmanship must come with a luxurious price tag, which made me feel like it was daylight robbery. I said: "Teacher Qin, why don't you keep these shoes to give to your girlfriend? I'll just go out and buy a pair of casual sneakers later."

  He frowned: "Don't be reckless."

  "Huh?"

  He himself was stunned for half a day, and after he came to his senses, he picked up his shoes and said lightly: "Sorry, Miss Yan, you look very much like an old friend of mine. I unconsciously took you for her."

  There's a common saying that goes, "A good deed done to the end is like sending Buddha to the West." In reality, Qin Mo only needed to send me and Yan Lang to the hospital entrance to be considered a good Samaritan. But he ran back and forth, putting in more effort than if his own son was ill. He even went out of his way to buy a pair of running shoes, leaving me utterly bewildered. I've heard that some celebrities enjoy drinking, some enjoy taking drugs, some enjoy being the third party in someone's relationship, and some enjoy beating their wives. But I've never heard of any celebrity who particularly enjoys doing good deeds, let alone doing them with meticulous care. Qin Mo is truly a unique celebrity.

  Qin Mo said: "Liang Liang still needs to have this surgery for a while, let's go, I'll take you to find that pair of shoes you threw away."

  I hesitated for a moment, he didn't say anything else, picked up his shoe box and started walking out.

  A middle-aged nurse who pretended to be busy but was actually observing from the side quietly approached me: "Girl, don't follow him, that person is not related to you but helps you so much, it's obvious he has ulterior motives, if you follow him, you'll definitely lose out."

  I deeply realize that society is no longer as simple as it used to be, because doing good deeds without being criticized by public opinion has become so difficult.