"Who ordered the flowers?" Liu Qingqing asked doubtfully.

"The guy who bought the flowers said it was a mysterious man, and he ordered one bouquet per year for a year." Wenjie said as he saw the ambulance had left the community. He stared at the ambulance and said, "Let's go.

Follow me and have a look."

Liu Qingqing looked at the ambulance that was slowly driving away, followed Wenjie in two steps, and tugged on his shirt: "Take a taxi!"

Wenjie walked forward quickly, and when he heard Liu Qingqing's words, he said without looking back: "If we take a taxi, we can only get one room at night, or..."

As he said that, he turned to look at Liu Qingqing. He thought that Liu Qingqing would call him a gangster after hearing what he said, but when he turned around, he saw Liu Qingqing's lowered eyebrows.

As if she felt Wenjie looking at her, she raised her eyes slightly and said coyly: "Then you can only sleep in the corridor."

After saying that, she raised her hand and said hello to the passing taxi, but that taxi was carrying guests, so she put down her hand in frustration.

She was on the roadside, glancing in both directions on the road from time to time. She waved her arms vigorously when she saw the shadow of a taxi in the distance.

With her efforts, a taxi driver turned around and drove towards them. The driver pressed the "empty taxi" sign and called Wenjie and the others to get in. He saw Liu Qingqing's straight and graceful long legs.

, and took a special look at it.

This made Liu Qingqing become cold and cold, and rolled her eyes at the back of the driver's head.

"Guys, where are you going?" The driver locked the car. Seeing that the long-legged woman kept fanning herself as soon as she got in the car, he closed the window and turned on the air conditioner in the car.

"Go to the emergency building of M Central Hospital," Wenjie said briefly.

When he was just staring at the ambulance, when he saw the hospital logo printed on the body, the words "M City" flashed in his mind.

It turns out that this happened in M ​​City twenty years ago.

The last mission failed within a short period of time, and they didn't even have time to ask where the system had taken them.

I remember that at that time, Zhang Zhipeng only mentioned a time, not a location. Then the system by default only went back twenty years on the timeline, and the location remained unchanged.

Wenjie thought for a while, Zhang Zhipeng himself was a patch carrier, and he must be aware of the rules of the system. Since he didn't say where to correct his life path, he must have felt that there was no need to say it.

The taxi was driving quickly in the middle of the road. The taxi driver was a familiar taxi driver. From the rearview mirror, he saw Liu Qingqing being attracted by the scene outside the window. He laughed twice and said:

"Why, it's my first time to come to M city. Let me tell you, M city has developed very fast in the past two years. Look at these buildings. They are all newly built. It is said that this place is going to be built into the Nancheng business district. Look there, there are

Build a wetland park..."

After listening to the driver's introduction, Wenjie and Liu Qingqing looked at each other, with a slightly embarrassed smile on Liu Qingqing's face.

Needless to say, Liu Qingqing must have compared the scene in front of her with M City twenty years later, and felt that it was all kinds of old-fashioned and super backward.

It’s hard to imagine that the Nancheng business district was still such a pile of ruins twenty years ago.

But the driver said he was proud of it and kept recommending this and that to them, which seemed like a free tour guide for foreign tourists.

Wenjie was not in the mood to compare them. He glanced at the jumping numbers on the meter and asked, "Is it still far?"

Liu Qingqing didn't recognize Wenjie's voiceover, mainly because she didn't know how much Wenjie's watch was worth. She just thought it was Wenjie who was afraid of losing him, so she wanted to rush there quickly. It would be best if she could

Rush to the hospital in front of the ambulance.

"Almost! Just five more minutes."

Wenjie estimated that it would exceed the starting price in one or two minutes. If the price is calculated according to the journey, if the starting price is six yuan, it is estimated that the price will be nine or ten yuan.

Then they only had 40 yuan left, and they didn't know what the price of the guesthouse here was. At this time, in their hometown in the countryside, it was estimated that they could find a simpler hotel for 15 yuan or 20 yuan.

Soon Wenjie saw the building of M Central Hospital, and Liu Qingqing naturally looked towards the hospital.

From her position, she looked towards the hospital without any obstruction. She turned her head and leaned into Wenjie's ear and said, "The ambulance is parked over there."

"Um"

Wenjie seemed to have remembered something again at this moment. After he responded to Liu Qingqing, he asked in a low voice: "Is Zhang Zhipeng injured?"

Liu Qingqing was stunned for a moment by this question. She rolled her eyes slightly and didn't speak for a second or two. She was obviously trying hard to remember.

Then, she answered firmly: "No, you are worried..."

"Yeah" Wenjie nodded.

He did have this suspicion that the Li family, who were eager to save people, might be involved in the trafficking of human organs in order to save Li Charmaine.

It is even said that a matching organ has been found. As long as the family can support it, he may spend a lot of money to purchase and transplant an organ for his precious daughter. Sometimes, he will do anything to save his life.

However, Liu Qingqing’s answer obviously denied this.

Wenjie recalled the innocence and confusion in Zhang Zhipeng's eyes when he said he didn't know what Li Charmaine had done to him, as if he was facing an unknown world.

It seems that it is not a matter of human organ trafficking, otherwise Zhang Zhipeng could just lift up his coat and show the wound to them.

If it’s not a matter of organs, then what is it?

With this question in mind, Wenjie and Liu Qingqing came to M Central Hospital. Wenjie paid the taxi fare of 9 yuan before getting off the car.

Liu Qingqing looked at the colorful bills in Wenjie's hand and insisted on grabbing them to take a look.

"I haven't seen four sets of RMB in a long time!" Liu Qingqing cheered a little: "My father likes to collect ancient coins, stamps, and old versions of RMB at home. The third set was five yuan away, so I collected it.

It’s all ready.”

"Don't say there is no fourth set of RMB! Wenjie heard the overtone of Liu Qingqing's words and retorted first.

"That's what I mean. My family has a fourth set of RMB, but I don't have the new one you have. Give me these cash notes. I will take them home to my dad. He will definitely be happy."

"Don't even think about it!" Wenjie coldly rejected Liu Qingqing.

I cursed in my heart: I want to be beautiful, but even if I give you money, it’s not enough!

"Let's go quickly, don't lose us in a moment." Wenjie waved to Liu Qingqing, who reluctantly handed back the eleven yuan that the driver gave to Wenjie.

I muttered in my heart: How stingy, even for Young Master Wen, I can't bear to spend more than ten yuan.

It seems that this man is a tough guy who never plucks out his hair!

The two of them walked all the way to the emergency room, and in the corridor saw Li Shiman's mother - the lady holding lilies in her hands - waiting outside the emergency room.

At this moment, she was even more haggard than when I saw her downstairs just now, with red eyes and undried tears on her face. She was holding the bouquet of lilies tightly in her hand, and the flower seemed to be more than just a flower.

A bouquet of flowers is her spiritual sustenance.

If you hold this bouquet of flowers tightly, you hold your daughter's life tightly.

At this time, something beeped, like a pager or something.

Many people may not understand things like pagers. It was a product introduced into the domestic market from abroad. It was actually a failed commercial product. When it was introduced into the country, it had basically been eliminated in foreign markets.

The function of this thing is very simple. The small screen can display the number of the incoming call and can also receive short messages.

But don’t think that this kind of thing has similar functions to a mobile phone. In fact, it’s not the same at all. PHS is way ahead of it.

Its messages are all manually operated, which means that this industry is supported by tens of thousands of operators who manually enter the information into computers and then display it on the pager after computer processing.

At this time, the woman's pager rang. She took out the small black box from her pocket and looked at the caller number on it.

After staring at the screen for a moment, the man next to her took her into his arms and asked in a low voice.

This man is about 180 centimeters tall, with handsome features and piercing eyes.

At this moment, due to anxiety and worry, the eyes were slightly red, and the right eye was still red and bloodshot. It seemed that he had not slept well last night.

His forehead and expression look a bit like Charmaine Li. It seems that this person should be Charmaine Li's father.

Li Charmaine's mother's tears that had just dried up came out again. She looked at the man beside her with tearful eyes and couldn't stop crying.

The man glanced towards the corridor, put his arm around the woman's shoulder and walked towards the corridor on the other side of the operating room.

Wenjie winked at Liu Qingqing, who followed him knowingly, walked through the door of the operating room as if passing by, and walked in the direction of the two people.

Wenjie stepped back along the corridor and stared at the hospital distribution map on the wall of the hall.

After a while, Liu Qingqing didn't come back. Wenjie felt a little strange and walked over there.

But after turning the corner in the operating room, I saw Li Shiman's father and mother standing at the window talking, but there was no sign of Liu Qingqing.

He seemed to realize something and stopped the urge to ask. He walked straight past the two people and heard them mention two words: Jiong Po.

Grandma Jiong?

Sounds like a personal name.

Would anyone be called by such a strange name?

Wenjie pondered in his heart, and when he passed by the two of them, he didn't stop at all and walked directly over.

Seeing Wenjie walking over, the two of them closed their mouths in a tacit understanding.

After Wenjie had gone far away, the man said to the woman: "This man is in the same group as the woman just now. I saw this man downstairs. He followed the ambulance."

There was a sad look on the woman's face. Apart from the method of saving her daughter, there was no other information that she could pay attention to. She said lightly: "I know, just now the two people were standing in the corridor looking towards us.

.”

Seeing the woman's despair, the man held the woman in his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said in her ear: "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

After hearing this, the woman burst into tears. She held the man's hand and held it tightly.

Desperate people will cling to the life-saving straw that appears in front of them.
To be continued...