Moji looked at the two wretched men and continued with a bad smile: "How do you want to be private?"

The wretched man thought for a moment and said, "Give me back the money, and she will be yours from now on." He purred at the young woman. At this moment, he was still dreaming about getting a piece of the pie.

Moji dragged the two of them to the young woman and said to her jokingly: "Sister, they said that if I give them the money, you will be mine?"

The young woman's eyes were filled with tears at this moment, and she sobbed: "Give me back the money, that's money for my husband's medical treatment."

Moji still had that evil smile on his face, and said in a leisurely manner: "It seems that the secret is out of the question. Let the four of us go to the police station together."

The wretched man wanted to die at this moment. If Moji hadn't pulled his arm and couldn't move, he really wanted to slap himself a few times. He was a frequent visitor to the police station. Didn't he show up immediately wherever he went? At that time, he could

It's like stealing chicken but losing rice. He quickly turned to Moji and said with a sad face: "Brother, we don't want anything anymore. Why don't we go to the police station?"

Moji said with a smile: "Then how can it be possible? Others will say that I am a pretty boy who only eats soft rice?"

The wretched escort said with a smile: "Brother, we were wrong. We wanted to extort money from this eldest sister."

Moji said "Oh", as if he had just realized it at this time. "Is there any remedial action?" Wouldn't it be an advantage for them to let these two animals go so easily? You must know that Moji is also a little scoundrel.

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"We still have some money with us, so we can give it to her together." The wretched man said quickly.

"I'm not forcing you." Moji said with a smile.

"We did it voluntarily, voluntarily." The wretched man said with hatred, thinking that he had already greeted all the women in Moji's family.

They released their two hands that were holding tightly together. The two wretched men quickly dug around for a while, took out a handful of money and threw it in front of the young woman. They ran away as fast as a mouse in despair.

Seeing that Moji was young and handled things very simply, everyone applauded him. After a while, everyone dispersed.

The young woman sat on the ground sobbing and had not yet recovered from the shock.

Moji picked up the scattered coins in front of her and counted more than two thousand. He grabbed the young woman's hand from behind and helped her up. She felt so limp that he could only half-hug her body. The evil smile was already there.

Disappeared, with a look of concern on his face, and said: "Sister, where do you live, do you want me to take you back?"

The young woman was confused and really frightened this time. She nodded slightly and said timidly, "I live near the People's Hospital."

Fortunately, the People's Hospital is only about 500 meters away. When Moji half-carried and half-supported her to the gate of the People's Hospital, the young woman's consciousness became much clearer, but her body was still limp and unable to walk. She whispered

He said: "Little brother, my family lives in the 'Xiangyang Hotel'." After saying that, he pointed to the front. About 100 meters away, the four words "Xiangyang Hotel" could still be clearly seen on the signboard.

Moji helped her into the "Xiangyang Hotel" and walked into the basement under her guidance.

There are many small rooms separated by wooden boards, probably multiple rooms. Coughing, children crying, and noises can be heard from time to time. The smell of cigarette smoke, sweat, feet, and urine permeates the entire basement.

The young woman led him to one of the rooms, and he helped her push the door open, which was unlocked.

It was so dark inside that Moji didn't even know where to put her.

At this time, a low, labored voice sounded: "Chunxiang, you are back."

The light was on, it was a 15-watt incandescent lamp. The room was a little brighter, and the furnishings in the room could be seen clearly: a small table with some clothes scattered around; a wooden bed, and he was sleeping.

A man, occupying almost the entire bed.

The young woman steeled herself, broke away from Moji's support, and sat on the other end of the wooden bed, leaning against the wall and breathing heavily. Apparently, the shock just now had not passed for her yet.

"Chunxiang, you...what's wrong with you?" Hearing her rough breath, the man struggled to get up.

Twisting the bun around her ears with her hands, the woman named Chunxiang forced a smile on her face and said: "Zhongsheng, don't make a fuss. I'm just tired from walking and have no strength. This little brother sent me home."

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Moji then looked at the man on the bed. His head was bald, but his eyes were dull. There was no trace of fleshiness on his thin face. He could be described as "skinny".

The man named Zhongsheng looked at Mo Ji and nodded slightly, as if he was saving all his energy to speak, as if he was talking to Chunxiang.

Chunxiang said painfully to Moji: "This is my husband. He has been suffering from lymphoma for almost two years. The doctor said he only has two months left."

"Why don't you go to the hospital for treatment?" Moji said puzzledly.

Chunxiang said with a wry smile, "Without money, it's difficult to get into the current hospital. The whole basement is like this. We go to the hospital for some selective treatment during the day, and then come back and sleep here at night."

I once heard Wu Laoer from the village say that this was the same situation when his father was hospitalized in the provincial capital for lung cancer. At first, he didn't believe it and thought he was making a fool of himself, but when faced with the facts before him, he had to believe it.

Moji handed the money he got back to Chunxiang and said, "Sister Chunxiang, take the money."

Only then did Chunxiang remember the money thing. She took the handful of banknotes he handed over and looked at Moji with gratitude. This little brother had helped so much, but she had never looked at him in the eyes. It was dim.

Under the bright light, there was a hint of melancholy on a rather handsome face, and his body was taller and stronger than the average person. I couldn't help but feel a little lost, thinking: If I really had such a younger brother, I wouldn't need to be frightened every day.

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Thinking like this, I suddenly realized that I still didn't know his name. I asked crisply: "Little brother, my name is Fan Chunxiang. I still don't know your name?"

A naive smile appeared on Moji's face and he said: "My name is Moji, you can also call me Xiaoji."

Fan Chunxiang burst out laughing. At first, she thought she was not in a hurry.

This laughter was filled with the spring breeze, her face was as bright as pink, and her eyes were full of bright sunshine. From the moment he saw her, Moji had never seen her smile like this until now. It was so natural and beautiful that he couldn't help but

A little crazy.

Perhaps she felt that such a smile was not suitable for the current environment, so she immediately restrained herself, her face looking as sad and sentimental as before.

Farewell to Fan Chunxiang, Moji was walking on the way to the "Drunken Yuanyang Restaurant". There was a lot of traffic around him, and he seemed to have no feeling. Fan Chunxiang's spring-filled smiling face always appeared in front of his eyes, but the burden of life pushed her natural
Chapter completed!