Cheng Boyan looked at the clock on the wall, and it was half past five.

It was already dark outside, and you could see bare branches through the window, which were blown by the north wind and shaking like you were about to borrow from the sky for another five hundred years.

The weather forecast shows that there is snow on the day. Judging from this, it is estimated that it will be falling tonight.

Dr. Liu from the clinic next door was half yelling and talking to a patient with his ears. After talking for a day, he yelled for a while and his throat sounded like he was about to slash.

Cheng Boyan quickly took a piece of throat candy and stuffed it into his mouth, and called into the next patient.

An old lady was helped in and sat down, and one leg could not touch the ground. Oh oh oh oh oh, the expression on her face was quite painful.

After sitting down, she stared at Cheng Boyan for a while, and before Cheng Boyan asked her, she rushed to say, "Is the older doctor next door available? Can I let him see?"

"There are patients on his side. If you want to choose a doctor, you have to choose a doctor when making an appointment," Cheng Boyan smiled, "Are you hurting your leg?"

"I can't make an appointment, and I can't know that my leg is going to break a few days in advance," the aunt pointed to her legs. "Can't you change a doctor? I'm older and can't break a few times. Older doctors have more experience, right?"

Cheng Boyan was a little helpless: "Can I show you first? Don't delay your illness."

The aunt looked at Cheng Boyan, probably in pain, so she didn't say anything more, just said, "Young man, please pick me up."

"Auntie," Cheng Boyan got up from the chair and squatted in front of the aunt, "Is it a pain in his calf?"

"Yes," the aunt frowned, "You said it's not gods, so I just watched TV and broke my legs! What's this?"

"What do you think?" Cheng Boyan was stunned for a moment, very impressive. He reached out and wanted to gently push the aunt's trouser legs up to see, but the aunt wore too much and failed.

"I put my legs on the coffee table. After reading the "Today's Word" in the Central Committee, I thought I would sleep for a while before going out to buy vegetables. There was no vegetables at home, so I had to buy them. After I was ready, I would serve those foodies..."

"Auntie," Cheng Boyan had to interrupt her, "Sleep for a while, then?"

"Then? No, I raised my leg," said the aunt, slapped the table, "Crack! The leg is broken! I can't touch the ground! I'll send me over when my girl comes home. Oh, it hurts so much. Doctor, please pick me up."

Cheng Boyan understood what was going on, and told the daughter of the aunt who was with him, and then issued a list to make a movie first.

"Doctor, what's wrong with me? I exercise early every day and hit trees, bang bang! How can I fold it by raising my leg? Have you ever seen me like this? This must be the only one, right?" The aunt didn't understand her situation very much.

"I'm old and osteoporosis, it's not uncommon for you," Cheng Boyan smiled, lowered his head and opened the order quickly. "In the morning, there was an older sister who got up and turned over and folded her thighs. But you usually have to pay attention. That hit the tree... It's still a clang, so don't hit it. Use this to shoot a movie, which will make you more urgent."

Before the aunt's film came out, Cheng Boyan finished watching the last few patients and was already at the get off work. He looked at the time and agreed to go to grandma's house for dinner today. It was estimated that the meal would be almost ready by now.

He could only take the time to send a text message to his mother quickly saying that he would be late.

Fortunately, not many people were filming at this time, so the movie that the aunt expedited was released. Cheng Boyan watched the movie and the fracture was not too serious, so he just had an external fixation.

"Doctor," the aunt sat in the treatment room and looked at Cheng Boyan, "Have you delayed your get off work?"

"It's okay, I'll get off work after you finish it here," Cheng Boyan looked at her, "I have to give it to you..."

"I know I know, wait for me to take it off," the aunt waved her hand immediately. Her daughter came over to help her take off one of her trousers. "I want to know that if I can watch a broken bone on TV, I will definitely not wear these thin-legged pants."

The aunt talked a lot. When Cheng Boyan was silently doing her fixed order, she kept asking questions: "Doctor, how old are you?"

"It's almost thirty." Cheng Boyan replied.

"Oh, that's not small anymore, I can't tell it, it's only twenty-eight or nine out of twenty-nine." said the aunt.

"...Is that true?" Cheng Boyan smiled.

"Are you married?" the aunt asked, staring at his face again.

"No." Cheng Boyan fixed the plywood for her.

"Where is my girlfriend?" said the aunt enthusiastically, "You are so busy, you must have no time to fall in love, right?"

Cheng Boyan was afraid that the aunt should enthusiastically arrange his marriage matters if she continued, so he replied: "I have a girlfriend."

"Oh..." The aunt turned her head to look at her daughter with some disappointment, "The girl next door, the old Chen family has no chance. How handsome this doctor is."

"You don't have a girlfriend or a girl in the Chen family, what kind of play is it?" Her daughter was helpless. "Mom, don't ask nonsense. How rude. The doctor is busy, don't interrupt."

After finally sending the aunt away, Cheng Boyan breathed a sigh of relief, changed his clothes and locked the door, and quickly walked out of the hospital gate.

When he went to the parking lot, he called his mother: "I'm here now."

"Well, buy a few bottles of oil in the supermarket at the door, but your grandma still eats big oil. She said she is useless, so you bought it for her and brought it with you." My mother explained on the phone.

My mother, the former nutritionist, will be counted everywhere she goes, and grandma's house is always a key position.

"I understand." Cheng Boyan pulled his collar, the wind was so strong.

The north wind blew very fast, and it blew over the body like a rushing reincarnation, causing pain on people's face.

It seems that it will snow soon. It is dark very early today. It is like a shadow puppet before six o'clock, and it is already dark now.

Xiang Xi leaned against the wall, staring at the cars passing by occasionally on the road, feeling the north wind pouring into his collar and blowing people through, and felt a little panicked inexplicably.

The Chinese New Year will be in one month.

It's been another year.

"It's the New Year soon?" The steamed bun, who had been squatting beside his legs to shelter the wind, asked in a very sensible manner.

"Yeah." Xiang Xi responded, looked down at the cigarette butt in his mouth, and it was already destroyed.

Xiang Xi stretched out his hand and flew away from the steamed bun's mouth.

"How long will it take to celebrate the New Year?" Mantou stood up and shrank his neck, "Where can we go?"

"I don't know." Xiang Xi pulled her collar and turned around and walked along the street in the direction of the leeward.

"I don't know? Do you don't know when the New Year will be, or where to go?" Mantou limped behind him.
Chapter completed!