Chapter Two Brother and Sister
It is nearly ten kilometers from Wusheng Mountain to the hospital.
Half an hour later, Wang Cheng was sent to the hospital. The blood donation on his forehead had been cleaned. His eyes were closed. The emergency doctor hurried to check it. He was relieved. He said to the Taoist priest, "It's nothing. It's just a skin injury. It didn't hurt the bones. Go to take a film and check it again. It's no big problem."
Several Taoists also relaxed. The Tibetan Tripod Temple is the focus of Jiangzhou City. If there is a major casualty accident, they should be responsible.
"But, doctor, when will he wake up?"
The Taoist asked.
The doctor said helplessly, "I don't know. I need to see the film to see if there is a concussion or something. But in my experience, it should be nothing serious."
"Please sign your name."
The Taoist signed a letter, saw the family column, turned to a Taoist and said, "Go to inform his family to take care of him, and our medical expenses are included."
Wang Cheng was sent to be examined.
Several Taoists also called Wang Cheng's relatives, that is, a phone number filled in the work materials.
The person answering the phone was a very crisp girl with a childish voice: "Hey, who are you?"
Taoist Qingsong was stunned for a moment, because the sound was beautiful, but he seemed a little young? After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Is it Wang Cheng's family?"
"Well, yes, I am. What's wrong with my brother?"
Hearing Wang Cheng's clear voice, he asked anxiously.
Taoist Qingsong said, "It's OK. I fell down while cleaning and passed out. I'm in the city hospital now. Come and have a look."
"Ah, passed out? Is everything okay?"
The clear voice immediately brought a little cry: "You stinking Taoists must have bullied him, didn't they? I said I wouldn't let him go... Sobbing..."
Taoist Qingsong was stunned and panicked when he heard the cry, He said hurriedly: "No, no, little sister, we didn't bully your brother. Your brother's work performance is very good. Today, when we went to clean up the Tibetan Tripod, he accidentally fell down, hit his head, and suffered a slight injury. Our Tibetan Tripod Temple will be responsible for the medical expenses. The doctor said it's no big deal. Just have a rest."
The cry was suppressed, but with a trace of sobbing, "Really? You didn't cheat me? You didn't bully my brother?"
Taoist Qingsong felt overwhelmed and just wanted to end the call earlier. He said, "No, I swear to Taoist Sanqing, I'm sure not. Your brother is obedient and has done a good job. My master praised him for his intelligence, good sanitation, orderly collation of ancient books, and many Taoist collections."
"We won't bully your brother. Your brother has gone to check now. Come and have a look."
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In a relatively shabby residential building, a teenage girl with a pair of tears, holding an old Nokia phone, said: "OK, OK, I will go right now, you don't go."
After saying that, the girl hung up the phone, crossed her arm, wiped her tears on her face, picked up the key and ran out of the house. She went downstairs and rode on a clean Phoenix bicycle, which was a little old. She stepped on it vigorously and ran towards the city hospital. Her beautiful white face was anxious, so she had to write a few words about my anxiety on it.
"Wang Yuanyuan, where are you going? Do you want me to take you?"
Not far away, an uncle in the community sat in a Santana, stretched out his head and said to the girl.
The girl Wang Yuanyuan, with a serious face, shouted: "No, Uncle Li."
"Yuanyuan, I think you have something urgent. If you have something to say, your uncle Li is not an outsider."
Old Li caught up with Wang Yuanyuan's bicycle and said enthusiastically that he had almost watched Wang Cheng and Wang Yuanyuan grow up and their families change dramatically, so he was almost able to help these two brothers and sisters. He was not polite, and everyone in the community was like that.
However, the two brothers and sisters have never received help from others in the community. This is true of Wang Cheng and Wang Yuanyuan.
Wang Yuanyuan, with a tight face, said to Lao Li, "Uncle Li, no need, we are all right. Go ahead."
My brother said, don't accept help from others and don't talk to strangers. Fortunately, it was Lao Li from a small community who would say a few words. If it was a stranger on the road, Wang Yuanyuan estimated that Li would not care.
The two brothers and sisters have lived together for seven or eight years. Wang Yuanyuan has been very clever since she was young. She keeps in mind her brother Wang Cheng's words and does not do anything that makes her brother unhappy.
If my brother says no, that's no good.
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Lao Li shook his head and looked helpless. The two brothers and sisters were not the same family. They were both stubborn. The elder brother was like this, and the younger sister was like this. They were not taught by their parents. They didn't know how to form it.
Alas, if only the boy in our family was so obedient and strong. No, half of them could be relieved.
Lao Li said again: "Yuanyuan, my uncle is not an outsider. If you have something to do, you can tell me that I still have something to do."
Wang Yuanyuan nodded, and Lao Li drove away.
Riding a bicycle, Wang Yuanyuan was not very tired according to the breathing rate and hand and foot movements taught by her brother. After half an hour, she relaxed all over, seemed to enjoy it, and felt warm all over. She has gradually become accustomed to this feeling, and she insists on going to school every day.
It took a full hour to arrive at the city hospital.
After putting the bicycle away, Wang Yuanyuan trotted to the front desk of the hospital to ask about her brother's ward. The patients sent by Zangdingguan were easy to check, and soon got the location of his brother's ward. Wang Yuanyuan hurried again to the senior ward on the fourth floor.
At the door of the ward, Taoist Qingsong was left alone, and the others went back to work. In fact, they went back to watch the excitement. Because they saw just now, Liu Qing from Liuhe Boxing Hall came to compete with Martial Uncle Changhe again. Nobody wanted to miss the excitement. Taoist Qingsong also wanted to go back quickly, but he didn't personally give Wang Cheng to his family, so he didn't dare to leave, This is responsibility, but it is virtue.
Seeing a girl in a white shirt and blue trousers running anxiously, shaking her black ponytail and looking worried, Taoist Qingsong knew that he could finally get rid of it, and could go back to see the wonderful contest as soon as possible, but he did not know how much more could be seen, but it was not over.
As she was about to speak, the girl spoke first. Although she ran quickly, her face was red, but her breath was even, which surprised Taoist Qingsong.
"Taoist Priest, where is my brother? Where is my brother?"
Wang Yuanyuan asked hurriedly when she opened her mouth.
Taoist Qingsong opened the door of the ward and said, "Come inside. I wish you had come. If you take care of him, I can go back to work with confidence."
Wang Yuanyuan ignored Qing Song, turned and hurried into the ward. She saw that Wang Cheng was sleeping quietly on the bed, his face was calm, and a circle of gauze was wrapped around his forehead.
Seeing her brother, Wang Yuanyuan finally calmed down. Although her brother's eyes were closed, as long as she saw him, her heart would be quiet, as if everything was no longer terrible.
"How is my brother? Has he been examined? What did the doctor say? When will he wake up?"
Wang Yuanyuan asked a few questions as soon as she opened her mouth. After a careful look, Taoist Priest Qingsong was not that kind of villain and should not bully his brother.
Qingsong smiles bitterly. Wang Cheng has been in the Taoist Temple for nearly three months. He is also familiar with it. He seldom talks but works quietly. Unexpectedly, his sister is not like this. Maybe it is because of concern that he is confused.
"It's OK. I just took a film. The doctor said it's OK. It's just that the skin has been abraded and bandaged. I haven't woken up yet. I don't know why. I may wake up later."
Qingsong said doubtfully.
The doctor said that it was OK, just like people who fall down and knock their heads when walking. Ordinary people would probably cry and wipe the blood.
But the boy has passed out for more than two hours and hasn't woken up.
Maybe the boy's body is too weak, but Qingsong remembers that the boy's appetite is not small, and he eats a lot every meal. The only thing is that his body seems very thin, and he doesn't know why. It may be a congenital problem.
Wang Yuanyuan was relieved. Now that the doctor said it was OK, it should be OK.
"Oh, thank you, Taoist Priest."
Wang Yuanyuan showed a good tutor: "Thank you for sending my brother to the hospital."
"It's OK. He was injured at work. It's a work-related injury. I have paid the medical fee, which is enough for your brother to cultivate for a week. My master said that your brother's salary will not be deducted. It's OK to settle his salary directly after leaving hospital. Your brother has performed very well. If your brother wants, my master will accept him as a closed disciple, but he doesn't want to."
Qingsong looks at Wang Cheng who is unconscious and says regretfully.
He and his master, Taoist Changxu, both like Wang Cheng, a temporary little Taoist. They work very hard and almost rush to do it. They are also very interested in Taoist classics. At a young age, they can stand loneliness, organize boring classics, copy them, and work hard. They are almost born to cultivate Taoism. In time, they will definitely become a new star in Taoist circles, The Taoist Priest Changxu had the idea to accept Wang Cheng as the door closing disciple and become his successor.
Unfortunately, Wang Cheng firmly refused.
Wang Yuanyuan said casually, "My brother will definitely not become a Taoist. He still has me."
Qingsong smiled bitterly. It was really the two brothers and sisters. The content and tone of their words were the same.
At the beginning, Wang Cheng also said with such understatement, "I still have my sister to take care of."
Taoist Temple is a place of pure cultivation, and Tibetan Tripod Temple is also a cultural holy place in Jiangzhou. It is impossible to live in women for a long time, so it is impossible to let Wang Cheng live here with his sister, so Taoist Priest Changxu will not mention it later.
Seeing that Wang Yuanyuan didn't care about herself, she sat directly in front of Wang Cheng's bed and straightened the quilt. Then she looked at Wang Cheng quietly. Qing Song had to turn around and gently close the door of the sick room, and then left the hospital in a hurry. She also wanted to see the competition between Martial Uncle Changhe and Liu Qing.
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