Perfect Life [Rebirth]

Chapter 120

Chapter 120

Zhou Qingfu? Xiao Zhenyue was stunned for a moment. Compared to Yang Xinglin, who was deeply familiar with this name, Xiao Zhenyue was undoubtedly a little unfamiliar with it...

Zhou Qingfu and Xiao's mother Zhou Xiuxiu, the eldest sister, are fifteen years apart in age. What's more, they have the same father but different mothers.

After Zhou Qingfu was born, the two siblings didn't spend much time together. In fact, because she didn't like Zhou Qingfu's biological mother, Zhou Xiuxiu was also quite cold to her only brother.

Compared to the strong-willed Zhou Xiuxiu, Zhou Qingfu is a kind-hearted boy who is kind to everyone.

When the situation was turbulent, the Zhou family suffered a great disaster like other noble families in Zhongdu.

At that time, Zhou Ruitong was nearly 70 years old, and his health was in a worrying state due to a series of blows.

But in this situation, I still insist on quietly helping those old friends.

Zhou Ruitong was physically weak, so Zhou Qingfu volunteered to help him. Relying on his young age and sweet mouth, he went to the cowshed more than once to help diagnose the patient's pulse. If he couldn't determine the relevant symptoms, he would go back and relay the specific situation to Zhou Ruitong. Zhou Ruitong would then prescribe the medicine, boil it, and secretly send it over.

In the eyes of those old people in Zhongdu, Zhou Qingfu, who shared the joys and sorrows with them and always had a warm smile on his face no matter how difficult the environment was, was the only remaining warmth and comfort in their miserable situation. His status was no less than that of their own children and nephews, and even more important.

Therefore, when they heard that something had happened to this family of three, all the old veterans who had once been so powerful on the battlefield and had never changed their expressions in the face of hail of bullets, burst into tears and were unable to contain their grief.

Later, the situation changed and the grievances of the Zhou family were redressed. Because Zhou Ruitong's ashes could not be found, Zhou Xiuxiu built a cenotaph for her father next to her mother's grave in her hometown.

Zhou Xiuxiu didn't care about the funeral of Zhou Qingfu and his mother...

She was just a stepmother, she had no grace to raise me. Besides, it was enough to have my mother accompany me in the underworld, so what was the point of my stepmother getting involved?

As for his younger brother Zhou Qingfu, according to the customs of their hometown, the death of an underage person who has not married or had children is equivalent to premature death and is not eligible to be buried in the ancestral tomb.

Unexpectedly, on the day of erecting the monument, Ying Lao and many other people who had received favors from Zhou Ruitong all rushed over.

What's worse, when he heard that there was only Zhou Ruitong's cenotaph but no tomb for Zhou Qingfu and his son, Ying Lao's eyes turned red and he became furious.

Zhou Xiuxiu was obviously frightened. After all, the old man usually treated her like his own daughter and was always kind and gentle to her. He had never lost his temper like this before. In desperation, she could only express her wishes hesitantly or choose another place to build a new grave for the mother and child.

But unexpectedly, Mr. Ying refused.

When he turned around, he was holding his chest and crying, repeating over and over again:

"Qingfu, such a pitiful child, how could he be like this..."

After returning to Zhongdu, everyone discussed and decided to buy another plot of land for Zhou Qingfu's mother in Zhongdu Cemetery, renovated the tomb, and erected a tombstone. They originally wanted to build a tomb for Zhou Qingfu as well, but they were still reluctant to believe it. How could such a good child just disappear like that?

With a glimmer of hope, he took his horoscope to someone for inspection, but the fortune teller said that Zhou Qingfu was still alive.

Even though the hope was slim, everyone was ecstatic and sent a large number of people out to search. Unfortunately, there were so many people and no clues were found.

But perhaps because they wanted to have some hope in their hearts, no one mentioned repairing Zhou Qingfu's tomb again.

After digging out this name from his dusty memory, Xiao Zhenyue's expression became a little subtle. He was stunned for a moment, sighed heavily, looked at Yang Xinglin and said:

"Principal Yang, I know you and my uncle have a deep relationship, but this is a serious matter and it is not something you can talk about casually..."

Xiao Zhuo, who was standing next to him, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot. He thought Yang Xinglin had come in a hurry to support him, but he turned against him and even brought up his father's uncle. Isn't that his great-uncle? If he said so, then Ye Qing, the daughter of his enemy, would become his elder?

Yang Xinglin pressed his chest. After so many years, he thought that even if he knew the news about his junior brother, whether he was dead or alive, he would be able to take it lightly. But he never expected that he would still be heartbroken. It took him a while to suppress the surging tears:

"I think so. I am not mistaken... Ye Qing's adoptive father Zhou Qingfu is my junior fellow apprentice..."

"I found my teacher's belongings at the Ye family..."

"For the specific situation, you can ask Ye Qing..."

I finally got some news about my junior apprentice brother, but I never expected that I would never meet him. What's worse, his daughter and the only remaining bloodline were in dire straits because of me...

Yang Xinglin was so exhausted from remorse and guilt that he was completely exhausted:

"I have already informed Mr. Ying and the others about this matter. They should be here soon..."

Xiao Zhenyue's jaw tightened suddenly... Considering how much the elders valued his junior brother, they would probably arrive soon.

His tone was a little bad: "It's just your guess. The truth is still unknown. How can it alarm Mr. Ying? Mr. Ying is so old..."

Yang Xinglin seemed to have lost his soul, staring at the police car, obviously not listening to Xiao Zhenyue's words at all.

Xiao Zhenyue's face turned cold, and before he could say anything else, a few cars drove over. He glanced at the license plate numbers and hurriedly trotted over to meet them.

Xiao Chao glared at Yang Xinglin and ran over.

The car door opened and two old men with silver hair got out of the car.

Judging from the age of the two elderly people, they are probably over 80 years old and they walk with a limp.

"Mr. Ying, Mr. Hong..." Xiao Zhenyue had already run closer.

"Grandpa Ying, Grandpa Hong..." Xiao Chao usually claims to be "inheriting Zhou Ruitong's legacy", which makes him quite popular with the old men. Whenever the old men need to recuperate, he will accompany them on the pretext of studying. Seeing the old man, he hurried forward to support him, muttering in dissatisfaction, "Principal Yang is usually a very stable person, why is he so reckless today? He just heard something from someone, how dare he disturb the old men?"

"It's really related to my great uncle, so I just said it. There's no reason to trouble the grandfathers..."

As soon as he said this, Xiao Zhenyue felt that something bad was going to happen, but before he could say anything to stop him, Elder Ying and Elder Hong had already looked over at him, their expressions were obviously a little angry. Xiao Zhenyue was startled, because when he found out that his mother did not build a tomb for Zhou Qingfu and his son, wasn't the expression on Elder Ying and others' faces the same?

Xiao Chao felt so dazzled by the gazes of the two old men that he felt as if he had been shortened by half a head. In a daze, he was pushed to the back by the medical staff accompanying him. But for some reason, he didn't dare to move closer.

Seeing that it was Elder Ying and Elder Hong who came together, Luo Jiaming and Rong Heng also went to greet them.

The two of them obviously had no intention of greeting everyone, and only said anxiously:

"Where's the person? Didn't they say they've already found him?"

"The person is over there," Rong Heng pointed to the white police car not far away, "Because Ye Qing has superb medical skills and has solved problems that others cannot solve, he is suspected of being the creator of the virus and was arrested here..."

Luo Jiaming didn't expect Rong Heng to be so ruthless, so he felt a little embarrassed, but he insisted:

"…Although there is no definite evidence yet, what Major General Rong said is biased. There is no evidence to prove that Miss Ye can really extract the virus…"

He then handed over the stack of documents that Kong Fengchao had sent over:

"It's a matter of great importance, and we have no choice but to do this..."

"If you are not sure, can you let the little girl demonstrate it on the spot?" Mr. Ying read the document quickly, frowned, and then continued, "Since the situation is critical, we should let Xiaoye try it. How can we just casually suspect that she is a criminal..."

"If she is really the successor of Ruitong, she will definitely be able to do it even if others can't." Old Hong was undoubtedly more direct.

"Okay." At this moment, Luo Jiaming clearly realized that the previous idea of ​​isolating Ye Qing and those children was obviously not feasible, but he insisted, "...We can go in, but Elder Ying and Elder Hong have to agree to one condition of mine, that is, you can't get close to them..."

Right now in Zhongdu, there are only a few respected Chinese pioneers left, namely Mr. Ying and Mr. Hong. It was really a lack of precautions that allowed the two of them to be infected. Luo Jiaming really felt that even death would not be enough to atone for his sins.

"Yes," Xiao Zhenyue also looked anxious, "After all, the virus is unknown, we must not take this risk..."

The documents have been handed over to the two elderly people's health care doctors. Looking through the shocking pictures and text explanations, the accompanying medical staff have turned pale. Looking at their expressions, they almost want to carry the two elderly people away...

The doctors who could serve as the health care doctors for Mr. Ying and Mr. Hong were all experts. But it was the first time they had seen such a terrible disease.

Seeing everyone looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy, Elder Ying and Elder Hong were also extremely helpless. However, Rong Heng said:

"That's easy. Just install a camera at the place where Ye Qing rescued people..."

In order to prevent the Xiao family from doing anything bad, it is necessary to have the two old people be witnesses.

"Okay, okay, this method is good." Ying Lao said directly, as if he just realized Rong Heng's existence at this moment, "You are..."

"Rong Heng, currently you hold the rank of major general, and Ye Qing is my fiancée." Rong Heng was very respectful to Mr. Ying and Mr. Hong, and said directly.

If they had just reported a name, the two old men might still be a little unfamiliar with it, but when they added the military rank, they immediately thought of a person:

"It's you……"

"Sure enough, a hero comes from a boy!"

At the China National Celebration last year, the navy, army and air force greatly enhanced the country's prestige and greatly deterred foreign hostile forces. It also shocked foreign media, who speculated on how much manpower and financial resources the Chinese military had invested to build such a powerful army. At that time, Mr. Ying and Mr. Hong were also very excited. After the celebration, they made a special inquiry and found out that it was largely due to the military's number one "secret weapon", a peerless genius who was less than 30 years old, Rong Heng.

Since the two elders had already made the decision, how could Xiao Zhenyue dare not agree? He quickly called Xiao Zhuo to have people prepare.

Soon, Ye Qing, who had his handcuffs removed, got out of the police car holding Hanghang. Rong Heng, who had been waiting outside, immediately went over to them, ignoring the many gazes from the people around him, and hugged Ye Qing and Hanghang tightly.

"Uncle..." Hanghang had suffered too much in the past, and being kicked and beaten was a common occurrence. Although he was young, his emotions rarely fluctuated. When he saw Rong Heng, his mouth pursed, but he didn't cry in the end. "Uncle, I listened to you. I was accompanying aunt just now..."

Rong Heng loved Ye Qing so much that he was afraid that Ye Qing would suffer any injustice if he was not around. With this mentality, he would threaten and bribe anyone he met. The two children were Ye Qing's sweethearts, so Rong Heng naturally did not dare to use the old tricks. Instead, he took advantage of the situation, especially for Hanghang. Whenever he had time, he would instill in them, "Aunt is a girl, and Hanghang is a boy. You must remember that boys should suffer and girls should enjoy happiness... Suffer first, enjoy later, and be ready to carry bags and block bullets for aunt at any time..."

I didn't expect that when I was talking, this kid acted like a big boss and ignored me. In fact, he remembered everything. He raised his hand and poked Hanghang's chest:

"Well, uncle thanks you, Hanghang, you are such a great man..."

Hanghang suddenly felt shy after hearing such naked praise. He buried his head in Ye Qing's shoulder, too embarrassed to look at Rong Heng anymore.

Elder Ying and Elder Hong saw this scene from afar, and smiled unconsciously...

As expected of a soldier, Major General Rong is not only a scientific genius, but also a responsible man.

Although Xiao Chao was reluctant, he did not dare to disobey the old man and his father Xiao Zhenyue since they had spoken.

Everything was ready now, and he trotted over to invite everyone in.

"I'll accompany Qingqing into the laboratory." Rong Heng said directly, and glanced at Kong Fengchao again, "The document that Professor Kong brought said that this disease is highly contagious, but my fiancée's judgment is the opposite. It may be contagious in Country M, but not here. I believe my fiancée..."

Xiao Zhuo secretly hated himself and subconsciously touched his neck again...

It would be best if Rong Heng got infected, and then the couple would suffer a fate worse than death...

Knowing the current situation, Ye Qing breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't bother to exchange pleasantries with Rong Heng, and directly raised his leg and said:

"Let's go."

Judging from Hanghang's appearance, it was obvious that he would have another attack soon. In order to reduce the child's pain, they had to force out the new grown filariae as soon as possible.

After everyone was seated, the power was quickly connected, and Ye Qing, Rong Heng and Hanghang, who were standing in the room, caught everyone's attention.

Staring at Ye Qing on the screen and Hanghang who was placed on the operating table, Elder Ying and Elder Hong looked extremely anxious.

When they saw the long golden needle in Ye Qing's hand, they were even more excited...

At that time, apart from the advanced Chinese medicine, wasn't acupuncture what Zhou Ruitong was best at?

Xiao Zhuo had also learned it, but his ability to identify acupoints was a little poor. How could he compare with Ye Qing's smooth and flowing manner?

I watched Ye Qing apply medicine on Hanghang and feed him a cup of Chinese medicine. Then, he raised his hand and inserted the needles. The needles seemed to have life and sank into Hanghang's acupuncture points one after another. His technique was so agile and his movements were so graceful that it was a real pleasure to watch.

"When I had severe leg pain, Qingfu also gave me acupuncture..." Old Hong suddenly said.

"Yes," Elder Ying's eyes turned red again, "Qingfu was still young at that time, and Ruitong was old, and couldn't stand his torture. That silly kid was afraid that he couldn't acupuncture correctly and couldn't cure our illness, so he tried on his own acupuncture points..."

Mr. Ying didn't know this at first. It was only when he accidentally saw a few blood spots on Zhou Qingfu's body that he became anxious and insisted on asking. Only then did he know that those blood spots were actually caused by Zhou Qingfu practicing acupuncture on himself. At the beginning, he didn't use the right technique and couldn't find the acupuncture points, so he poked himself and bled...

Looking at Ye Qing's skillful posture, it is obvious that he has been practicing since childhood. Looking across China, besides Qingfu, who else can train such a great acupuncture master?