diskusbooks Chapter 142 Shaobing's Death
Chapter 142 Shaobing's Death
Inside the theater, warm yellow lights slowly lit up, illuminating the entire stage.
The actors, dressed in gorgeous costumes, walked to the front of the stage one by one, with humble smiles on their faces, and bowed to the audience. The audience stood up one after another, and warm applause and cheers intertwined.
After the show, Cheng Yuntao and Jiang Yu were caught in the crowd and slowly walked out of the theater. A cold night wind suddenly blew, making Cheng Yuntao shiver.
Looking up, the originally bustling streets are gradually becoming deserted, street vendors are starting to close up shop one after another, and passers-by are walking in an increasingly hurried pace.
Jiang Yu frowned and muttered in a low voice with some displeasure, "Shaobing is so unreliable! He clearly promised everything, but he still hasn't shown up. Yuntao, I think we shouldn't wait here foolishly. It's late at night, let's go home first."
Cheng Yuntao shook her head slightly, looking towards the end of the street with a worried look in her eyes: "I always feel that Shaobing is not the kind of kid who would break a promise. Maybe he ran into some difficult trouble and was delayed. Let's wait a little longer."
The two stood side by side at the theater entrance, waiting quietly in the howling night wind.
After a while, Cheng Yuntao sighed helplessly as she looked at the increasingly deserted streets. There was also a hint of loneliness in her voice: "It seems that Shaobing can't come today. Let's go back first."
Just as the two turned around and were about to leave, Cheng Yuntao's gaze inadvertently swept to the corner of the street, and a familiar figure came into view.
Looking closely, it was sesame cake!
He was seen limping towards them, his steps unsteady and he used up all his strength in every step. But before he could reach them, his legs suddenly gave way and he fell straight to the ground.
"Shaobing!" Cheng Yuntao's heart suddenly tightened and she rushed over as fast as she could.
She quickly squatted down, gently cupped Shaobing's cheeks with both hands, and patted them anxiously, calling out, "Shaobing, wake up! Wake up!"
Shaobing closed his eyes tightly, his face was as pale as paper, and he did not respond.
Cheng Yuntao was extremely worried. She turned to look at Jiang Yu and said anxiously, "Jiang Yu, hurry up and carry him on your back. We must find a clinic to save him immediately!"
Without saying a word, Jiang Yu immediately picked up the pancake and turned to run towards the clinic in the distance. Cheng Yuntao followed closely beside him, looking anxious and walking hurriedly.
Dou Qiaohui, who was about to close her stall, happened to look up and caught a glimpse of the two figures hurriedly running past.
She was filled with surprise and was about to ask, but in the blink of an eye, the two men had disappeared around the corner of the street, leaving her standing there in confusion, muttering to herself, "What happened? They ran so fast..."
The bumpy feeling made Shaobing regain some consciousness. His vision was a little blurry, but he saw Cheng Yuntao's anxious profile at a glance. Her brows were furrowed, and the worry in her eyes was clearly visible.
A warm feeling surged in Shaobing's heart. In the first half of his life when he was constantly despised, this warmth seemed particularly precious. However, his weak body made him unable to support himself, and he soon fainted again.
Medical clinics are not like those places for entertainment and recreation. Most of them close very early. Cheng Yuntao and Jiang Yu ran wildly on the cold streets and went to several places. Every time they came to a medical clinic with closed doors, their hearts sank.
Until she found a dimly lit clinic at the corner of the city, Cheng Yuntao hurried forward and banged on the door: "Doctor, open the door! Save this child!"
After a while, there was a sound of dragging footsteps in the house, the door slowly opened, and an old doctor with gray hair and a kind face appeared before him.
The old doctor had sharp eyes. He first looked up and down at the anxious Cheng Yuntao and Jiang Yu who was carrying Shaobing on his back, and then his eyes fell on Shaobing's bloodless face.
Shaobing had his eyes tightly closed, his forehead covered with cold sweat, and his body limply lying on Jiang Yu's back. The wound on his leg was still oozing blood, staining his worn trouser legs red.
The old doctor frowned slightly, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, then he turned sideways and said in a calm tone with unquestionable composure: "Come in quickly."
Jiang Yu and Cheng Yuntao hurried into the clinic. The old doctor pointed to the wooden bed beside him and asked Jiang Yu to put the sesame cake on it. Jiang Yu moved gently, fearing to hurt the unconscious sesame cake. The old doctor then quickly walked to the cabinet and skillfully took out various tools and herbs.
As he prepared, he asked, "What's wrong with this kid?"
Cheng Yuntao quickly recounted the entire situation, her voice trembling when she mentioned that Shaobing might have been assaulted. The old doctor listened, nodded silently, and without saying anything, he focused on examining Shaobing's injuries.
After a careful examination, the old doctor said solemnly, "This child has been malnourished for a long time and has a very poor physical foundation. He has injuries of varying degrees all over his body, the most serious of which is his left leg, which is fractured."
Cheng Yuntao was shocked. She found it hard to imagine what Shaobing had experienced that day and who on earth could have done such a cruel thing.
While the old doctor was carefully treating Shaobing's wound, he casually asked Cheng Yuntao, "Miss, I see this child is just a beggar. In this world, making money is not easy. Are you really willing to pay for his treatment?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the room instantly became quiet, with only the sound of the old doctor pounding medicine.
At this time, Shaobing's consciousness had gradually recovered. His eyes were still closed, pretending to be unconscious, but every nerve was tense, his ears stood up straight, and he was nervously waiting for Cheng Yuntao's answer.
The scene of his biological mother abandoning him kept appearing in his mind like a nightmare. He kept saying to himself in his heart, if his biological mother doesn't want him anymore, how can he expect others to spend money on his medical treatment?
Reason told him that he should get up now and leave silently with his wounded body, but there was a small voice in his heart that stubbornly hoped that Cheng Yuntao could give a different answer.
Cheng Yuntao didn't hesitate for a second and said firmly, "Treat him! He must be treated! Shaobing is still so young and has a long way to go in the future. If he becomes disabled because of this injury, it will ruin his life."
Her voice was crisp and firm, and every word she spoke was like a ray of light, shining straight into Shaobing's dark world.
Shaobing's heart trembled suddenly, his eyes became moist in an instant, and tears quietly slid down from the corners of his tightly closed eyes. He never thought that in this indifferent world, there were still people who cared about him.
The old doctor was slightly startled, then looked up at Cheng Yuntao with approval in his eyes.
He stopped pounding the medicine and said with emotion, "Girl, it's rare for you to have such a kind heart. In this world, it's rare to find someone like you who doesn't expect anything in return."