The two girls who took her to the hospital quickly went up and hugged her and coaxed her for a while, and she finally calmed down.

After Cheng Boyan handled her, she grabbed the badge on his white coat and looked at it: "Cheng Feiyan! Good name!"

Then he turned his head and asked her female companion: "Hey, have you left his phone number?"

"Stay, stay." Another girl quickly helped her out, and then smiled at Cheng Boyan: "Sorry, doctor."

"It's okay," Cheng Boyan also smiled, "The precautions are written on the piece of paper I just gave you. Go back and watch and pay attention."

Listening to the girl's humming song, Cheng Boyan sat on the chair, breathed a sigh of relief, leaned his neck back, and moved his legs.

Xiang Xi returned to Zhaojiayao, but did not go to Uncle Ping's place. Uncle Ping's family had not left yet. If he went there, Uncle Ping would definitely be angry.

But he didn't plan to go there. He basically grew up in Zhaojia Kiln. This piece felt as familiar as his crotch. If Dajian hadn't been the accommodation designated by Uncle Ping, he would have found at least ten places to stay in Zhaojia Kiln.

For example, Tongkui Hutong, which is three streets away from Dawali.

It is said that it is an alley, but in fact, it is impossible to see the alley. Just like in the big hole, all kinds of old houses and even illegal buildings are old. Some people even put chicken coops on the side of the road, and the road is almost no longer found.

The streets on the back street of Tongkui Hutong are already full of dangerous houses, and no one lives in them, and they are all used to pile up debris.

Xiang Xi walked around, walked to one of the doors, reached out to pull a thin rope clipped under the window and pulled it. The window opened, and he reached in and opened the door lock.

He put the rope, so he tied a knot and placed it in the window. When opening the window, just pull the rope, and the knot will open the window, and it will not be visible even if it is closed.

This room belongs to an old man. When Xiang Xi was a child, he was called Grandpa Luo.

The first time I came here was that Old Man Luo brought him. He pulled his pants and wanted to touch him. Xiang Xi was scared away. The second time, Xiang Xi called the old man and stuffed him with a mouthful of poop.

After that, Old Man Luo never looked for him again. When he saw him, he walked around. Old Man Luo never came in the room again.

Xiang Xi comes often.

Something he has hidden here.

They are all worthless things, movie ticket stubs, rings picked up, I don’t remember who gave him the slingshot, and many books, but Xiang Xi has never read it.

Each of these things has its origins, like the band-aid on your face, Xiang Xi persistently carries them, as if without these things, he will forget a lot of things, or... he will forget who he is.

But he didn't know who he was.

Today, Xiang Xi is not nostalgic. He is here to get the money, eight hundred.

Cheng Boyan exchanged the money for the car window glass.

Xiang Xi took out a cabinet in the corner for a long time and took out an iron box.

There are a few rolls of money in it, which he secretly saved. He doesn't have an ID card and cannot apply for a card. He doesn't have a safe use of another ID card to apply for a card, so he used the most primitive method to hide the money.

After counting eight pieces, he rolled the money back and stuffed it back.

Cheng Boyan felt a little dizzy when he walked out of the hospital gate. He stood on the side of the road for a few seconds before he remembered that he should go to get the car first.

He lowered his head and walked forward two steps, quickly walked up from behind, and turned around and stopped him.

He almost bumped into him, frowned and raised his eyes, and saw clearly that it was Zhan Hongtu who stopped him.

"Can you not be so shocked every time?" Cheng Boyan looked at him.

"I screamed several times and you didn't hear this look," Zhan Hongtu also frowned at him, "I don't know that I thought you were getting big..."

"Is there something wrong?" Cheng Boyan interrupted him.

"Yes," Zhan Hongtu unzipped the down jacket, took out an envelope from the inner bag and handed it over, "I don't know if it's enough, it's not enough for you."

Cheng Boyan sighed: "Don't you say it's not necessary? Take it yourself."

"Don't worry, I earn more than you do every month," said Zhan Hongtu.

Cheng Boyan didn't say anything, Zhan Hongtu's somewhat provocative and a little stubborn look looked interesting.

However, when he thought of the lies that the kid made up before, he immediately became a little disgusted. Fortunately, he had sympathized with these lies for a long time because of the "brother".

"Okay, big shot," Cheng Boyan pulled out the envelope from his hand, took out his cell phone and looked at the time, "Follow me to repair the car, what if it's not enough."

"Okay." Zhan Hongtu answered very simply.

Cheng Boyan took Zhan Hongtu to get the car. He originally wanted to go to the car repair shop he was familiar with to change glass, which was cheap, but Zhan Hongtu's virtue... He decided to go to the 4S store and let others cheat.

There was a box of milk in the car, and he took a box and drank it: "Do you drink it, take it yourself."

"No drink," Zhan Hongtu shook his head, "stomach hurts."

"Have you grown a tumor?" Cheng Boyan glanced at him, "It's very disgusting?"

Zhan Hongtu was happy: "So revenge."

"It's a miracle that you don't have stomach problems," Cheng Boyan pointed to the back seat, "There is a hand warmer there, just put it in for a while."

"Where do you put it in?" Zhan Hongtu took the hand warmer, "In the cigarette lighter?"

"Yeah." Cheng Boyan responded.

"So advanced..." Zhan Hongtu inserted the hand warmer treasure, and after a while, he said again, "Doctor Cheng, you are a pretty good person."

"Is that true?" Cheng Boyan smiled, "It's a misunderstanding to see who you are right."

Zhan Hongtu was not angry, but just tickled: "Whatever, but because you are a good person with someone else, I will tell you a secret."

Cheng Boyan ignored him, he pinched the handwarmer, turned to look at the cracked car window: "I'm not called Zhan Hongtu."

"Oh." Cheng Boyan was quite calm. Now even if Zhan Hongtu told him that he was actually a woman, he would not be surprised.

Zhan Hongtu put down the handwarmer, rubbed his hands, and reached his right hand in front of him: "Xiang Xi."

"You want to obtain the scriptures?" Cheng Boyan glanced at him, "Now we are heading east, and we will get the scriptures and wait until the car is finished."

"I mean my name is Xiang Xi," Zhan Hongtu withdrew his hand, "My name is Xiang Xi."

Xiang Xi? This name is better than Zhan Hongtu, and it is quite consistent with the way this kid looks when he doesn't speak.

But he didn't intend to believe it.

When I arrived at the store, the repairman looked at the car window and said that he could change it immediately, and there was glass.

"One thousand one." The worker took the price list and said.
Chapter completed!