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Chapter 127 Revisiting Xiaojing

"Ding!"

The convoy blocked behind BMW was getting longer and longer, and some people started to yell.

Sima Chaofeng glanced at Che Long behind him, and then looked at the young BMW with panda eyes, steamed bun face, and donkey lips.

Sima Chaofeng shook his head with a sighing expression on his face, "Oh, good intentions are always not rewarded these days, and good people are always not understood. You see, I think of you sincerely but don't appreciate it very much, and I treat you kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs!"

Seeing Sima Chaofeng's appearance, the young man probably wouldn't beat him up anymore, so he quickly opened the car door and prepared to get in the car.

"Slow!" Sima Chaofeng patted the young man on the shoulder.

"No, no!" The young man quickly turned around and crossed his arms to block his head.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you so excited?" Sima Chaofeng asked him with a harmless expression with a human and animal smiled.

"Please stop hitting me again! I agree to everything you say, please stop hitting me again!"

"If you don't fight, why should I hit you!"

"Then what do you want me to do before you can let me go? I have educated everything I need to teach, and I have done what I need to do!"

The young man was so sad that he was extremely helpless. His face was so painful that he saw phantoms of people. There were golden flowers in front of him, and his fingers were trembling in pain. Now he just wanted to find a hospital to relieve the pain and relieve the swelling first.

Sima Chaofeng did not answer him directly, but turned his gaze to the old lady who was rubbing her ankles next to her, and she was still rubbing her.

"Oh, I want to add something to you. In addition to what I just said, there is another very important thing I forgot to tell you. A man should have breasts as broad as the sea and his heart as loving as Lei Feng. He should have love! Look at the old lady, her ankle was hit by you. Now she is unable to move and is injured. She always gets to the hospital for a look. This is an opportunity to show love. How can you, a good child, miss it?"

Sima Chaofeng looked quite calm on his face. He looked at the young man who was beaten to the point of a blue face and swollen from his nose. He thought of a pig that had not woken up and wanted to laugh.

"All right!"

The young man had completely lost his temper. At this moment, he knew that he could only do it except to do it. Who told him to walk today to memorize! He lowered his head, endured the pain in his fingers and head helplessly, and went over to help the old lady beside him into his car.

BMW started to move again and the crowd dispersed. They felt it was fresh and satisfying, and they scattered to various intersections with satisfaction.

The car dragon that had just been blocked slowly became smooth after the BMW disappeared, and the streets returned to normal.

The BMW car drove to the Municipal People's Hospital. The young man took the initiative to open the car door and stroke the old lady out of the car. Sima Chaofeng was still sitting inside.

"Can I leave?" the young man bent over and asked Sima Chaofeng softly. This time he did not dare to act rashly, and he had been beaten into a pig's head and did not want to grow horns again.

"Yes, but you seem to have forgotten the most important thing!"

"The most important thing?"

When the young man thought about it carefully, what other important things could be done? After thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't figure it out.

"I can't think of it, please make it clear!"

Sima Chaofeng stretched out his palm and clenched it into a fist, "Look, the old lady has to spend money on medical treatment and medicine, and the hospital has to spend money on cultivation. Her children will definitely feel sad when they see her hurt. Although this is not financial, it is also a loss in spirit, and there are also... "

Sima Chaofeng popped up a finger every time he said it, looking very serious.

"I understand!"

Before Sima Chaofeng could finish his fingers, the young man understood what Sima Chaofeng meant. He took out his wallet and took out a bank card and headed towards the nearest bank.

Sima Chaofeng sat in the car and waited quietly.

After a while, the young man came back, holding a small bag in his hand, which was bulging.

The young man handed the bag to Sima Chaofeng. He now felt that as long as he could use money to eliminate disasters, it would be easy to say anything. "It's 100,000 yuan. Look at the old lady's foot injury and compensation for the losses you mentioned should be more or less! I can leave now!"

The young man sat in the car, and Sima Chaofeng still sat still without moving.

"What else is there?"

He was very afraid that Sima Chaofeng would become like at the intersection again, and he would punch him at any time, but don't beat him again.

Sima Chaofeng sat quietly, and he really didn't want to beat him up this time.

"It's gone, I'll tell you something off topic. In the era of competing with your father, there's nothing wrong with being rich. Who makes you lucky? But if you're arrogant and domineering just because of a rich father, it's your fault. You already have the resources that most people don't have, and you'll be past it if you run out and bully others. I hope you can do it yourself!"

Sima Chaofeng got out of the car without waiting for the young man to say anything and helped the old lady walk into the hospital.

The old lady kept saying thank you to Sima Chaofeng, saying that she had met a great person today!

Sima Chaofeng lent his cell phone to the old lady and asked her to notify her son.

"It's you?"

Sima Chaofeng was standing next to the old lady, and the doctor was giving her a cast, and a young man in his twenties came in at the door.

"Haha, I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence!"

The old lady quickly waved to her son, "Nail, thank you very much!"

It’s really a coincidence that this person Sima Chaofeng knew was Zhang Ding who had met in the food stall of Gaozhi.

Zhang Ding thanked Sima Chaofeng and said that he would definitely treat him tonight. Sima Chaofeng happened to have nothing to do tonight, so he agreed.

Sima Chaofeng stuffed the 100,000 yuan to Zhang Ding, but he refused to accept it. Sima Chaofeng said, "This is given by the rich second-generation who drove a BMW. I deliberately asked for it too much. Anyway, he came easily. You don't have to feel embarrassed to hold it. If you rude away, it will be unreasonable."

Zhang Ding accepted the money and was even more grateful to Sima Chaofeng from the bottom of his heart.

Sima Chaofeng has been here twice before, and Xu Ling's daughter Xiaojing was hospitalized here.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong"

There was a knock on the door outside the ward. Xu Ling opened the door and it was Sima Chaofeng.

Xiaojing sat up happily. Every time she saw Sima Chaofeng, she would constantly remind him that when she was cured of illness, he would teach her kung fu.

Xiaojing was very happy today. In addition to her mother, two uncles also came to see her.

Xiaojing was wearing a hat, her forehead was bare and her hair was completely gone. Sima Chaofeng looked at her and felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing Sima Chaofeng looking at his daughter with compassion, Xu Ling felt sad, and she told him that Xiaojing was still relying on chemotherapy to maintain her life.

"This child is very strong and chemotherapy is very painful, but she comforted her mother and told her not to worry!" Zhang Jingming said, his throat sore and he felt very uncomfortable.

Looking at this strong and smart little girl, Sima Chaofeng was powerless. Many times, money could not solve the problem in time. It had to rely on luck. For example, this matter must have a kidney source that matched Xiaojing!
Chapter completed!
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