MTL - Paper Plane-Chapter 42

According to the route Yang Xuan said, Chen Xing drove a Buick around the winding mountain road halfway up the mountain. He is not much younger than Yang Chengchuan. He is a veteran. After he came out of the army, he was introduced by his relatives to work as a driver for Yang Chengchuan. He drove for several years.

Before coming to Lushan, he called Yang Chengchuan to explain the situation. On the phone, Yang Chengchuan just said, "If you see them, ask Yang Xuan to call me back", and hung up without saying anything.

As the deputy mayor of Runcheng, although Yang Chengchuan had no outstanding achievements in the past two years, because of his youth and good image, he attracted the attention of the citizens of Runcheng as soon as he took office. In front of the camera, he has always been personable and courteous, but once he returns to his private life, the actions of the deputy mayor cannot be mentioned publicly.

Chen Xing worked as a driver for Yang Chengchuan for several years, and knew his private life well, but he never thought of telling other people about these things, not even revealing the slightest to his wife.

The car drove up the mountain, and the sun just jumped out from behind the mountain, hanging vigorously in the east. From a long distance, Chen Xing saw two people standing halfway up the mountain, one tall and one short, half a head apart. He stepped on the gas pedal a little harder, speeded up a little, then released the gas pedal when he was approaching the two people, and parked the car on the side of the road.

Chen Xing got out of the car and trotted over to help them carry their travel bags. Seeing him coming, the two brothers called "Uncle Chen" politely.

"Knocked?" Chen Xing looked at the wound on Tang Junhe's forehead, "Oh, it's still oozing blood all night, probably need stitches, the clothes are knocked like this... let's go, get in the car and talk about it." He said, rushing to pick up two travel bags, "I'll come, I'll come, you guys get in the car."

According to where the two brothers were sitting when they came, Chen Xing opened the back door of the driver's seat, and was about to put the two travel bags on the right side of the back row, when the younger one suddenly spoke behind him: "Uncle Chen, I'm sitting here. "

"You sit on the left." Chen Xing turned his head and said to him kindly.

"My brother also wants to sit in the back row." Tang Junhe looked at him seriously and said.

Chen Xing was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan had already opened the door on the side of the co-pilot, but he didn't rush to get in. He just stretched out his hand towards Chen Xing. Seeing that he didn't move, he reminded him, "Uncle Chen, hand me the bag."

"Oh, good," Chen Xing finally came to his senses, and handed the two travel bags to Yang Xuan one by one, "Then you all sit in the back row."

Yang Xuan took the two travel bags and put them on the passenger seat, then closed the door and sat in the back row.

Before driving, Chen Xing couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror—although he was injured, Tang Junhe's mental state was much better than when he came here.

Chen Xing started the car, drove out slowly, and asked with concern: "Did Jun He knock his foot too? I see that you are a little limping when you walk."

Tang Junhe let out a "hmm".

"What about the body? Is it severely knocked?"

Tang Junhe shook his head and said, "It's not serious."

To outsiders, the two brothers are a bit taciturn, which is not like Deputy Mayor Yang at all. Thinking of this, Chen Xing turned his head and said to Yang Xuan: "By the way, Xiao Xuan, call your father quickly, When he heard that Jun He was injured, he was very worried, so please tell him that he is safe."

Yang Xuan responded with "En", but did not move for a long time. Based on his usual experience, Chen Xing knew that he couldn't make this call. He sighed inwardly, and planned to call Deputy Mayor Yang back when he got to the hospital.

"Why didn't you call me last night?" Chen Xing said while driving the car, "The knock is so severe, it will be terrible if you get infected."

"My brother put some medicine on me." Tang Junhe said.

Chen Xing was slightly taken aback, feeling that there was something wrong with what he said, but he couldn't tell why this feeling came from for a moment.

Thinking of this, the backseat suddenly spoke again, not to him: "Brother, did they celebrate your birthday last night?"

I only heard Yang Xuan say slowly: "No, what's the matter?"

"Didn't you say that camping is for your birthday?"

"It's not a good day."

After hearing a few words from them, Chen Xing realized that something was wrong. It should have come from the rather intimate "Brother". It seemed that he had never heard Tang Junhe call like that before. Also, Tang Junhe's tone of voice seemed to be different from before, and there was no trace of indifference in what he said. Chen Xing was a little surprised, but he always knew not to talk too much, whether it was facing his superior, Yang Chengchuan, or facing these two young masters.

The car stopped in front of a tertiary hospital, Yang Xuan declined Chen Xing's kindness to follow in, and took Tang Junhe to the hospital for an emergency call.

"It was sterilized last night, right?" The doctor removed the band-aid on Tang Junhe's forehead, observed the wound and said, "It's a bit deep, but it's not a big deal. The stitches will heal faster, but there may be scars. I think it’s okay to not sew.”

Tang Junhe turned his head to look at Yang Xuan, waiting for him to make up his mind.

"Will there be no scars without stitches?" Yang Xuan asked.

"That's not true. Since it's a wound, it will definitely leave scars, but stitches will still leave scars from pinholes. In fact, they will disappear slowly, if it is not a serious scar constitution."

"Then don't sew." Yang Xuan made a decision.

"Okay, then I'll bandage the wound for you," the doctor took the toolbox brought by the nurse, and told Tang Junhe while bandaging the wound, "Don't touch the water, and don't touch it with your hands. When the wound heals naturally, it will It won't leave too serious a scar."

"It doesn't matter if you have scars." Tang Junhe said suddenly.

The female doctor laughed when she heard the words: "Don't say that, I can't bear to see such a delicate face with scars." She said and looked up at Yang Xuan, "Brother must also not bear it, right?"

Yang Xuan didn't make a sound, just watched the skillful movements of the doctor's hands.

After bandaging his forehead, Yang Xuan said: "Isn't there also a broken place on the body, let the doctor take a look together."

Only then did Tang Junhe turn his elbow towards the doctor: "Here."

After disinfecting the back and knees in turn, Yang Xuan took Tang Junhe to the orthopedics department to take a film. After the doctor saw the film and said that there was no fracture, he led Tang Junhe out of the hospital with the medicine .

Chen Xing drove them to the downstairs of the community, and then returned home.

As soon as the door was opened, Tang Xiaonian, who was sitting on the sofa by the door, immediately stood up and walked over. Without waiting for Tang Junhe to change his shoes, he frowned and pulled him over and asked, "What's going on, so careless?"

Tang Junhe didn't speak, Ren Tang Xiaonian pulled him to look left and right, his forehead and body after reading, and he even pulled his tattered T-shirt to look, but he didn't dare to touch it.

"How did you get knocked like this!" Tang Xiaonian was both distressed and angry, and looked at Tang Junhe with tears in his eyes, "Does it hurt? Ah? Why didn't you tell me when you called last night?"

"It's okay," Tang Junhe pulled off the T-shirt, "It doesn't hurt."

"Can it not hurt? The clothes are knocked like this. If I knew I shouldn't let you go, those few..." Tang Xiaonian turned his face away and wiped his tears, glanced at Yang Xuan who was changing shoes, and put Swallowing back the remaining half of the sentence, he asked Tang Junhe pointedly, "Did you knock yourself or did someone else trip you up?"

"I knocked it myself." Tang Junhe said, and then comforted Tang Xiaonian as if nothing happened, "Mom, it really doesn't hurt."

"There is also the forehead, which was broken again." Tang Xiaonian became angry when she mentioned this. When Tang Junhe, who was 5 years old, was sent back, she scolded Yang Chengchuan head and face, with a little 6 The year-old Yang Xuan didn't fall behind either, and now he was knocking in the old place again, new and old grudges piled up together, Tang Xiaonian turned his head and yelled into the room, "Yang Chengchuan, come out and see how your son is knocked out!" I just told you to follow Xiao Chen to take a look, you said it’s all right, you’re all right!”

Yang Chengchuan was in the private guard of the room. Hearing this, he hurried out and met Yang Xuan who had changed his shoes and was walking towards his room. He grabbed Yang Xuan and said, "What's going on? Didn't you ask you to take care of your brother? "

"Look at your forehead, it's been bumped here before, and it's hard for the scar to fade and it's bumped here again," Tang Xiaonian said while picking up Tang Junhe's T-shirt, pulling him to turn his back towards Yang Chengchuan, " Look at the broken back like this, it was fine at first, but now there are scars all over the body... and on the legs, the knees are also broken..." Tang Xiaonian was about to cry when he said that, and his voice was also mixed in cry.

After all, it was his youngest son. Yang Chengchuan took a closer look and felt a little distressed. He turned his head and asked Yang Xuan: "Yang Xuan, tell me how your brother knocked you down? Before leaving the house, I specifically told you to take care of your brother , have you listened?"

Before Yang Xuan could speak, Tang Junhe spoke first, and said in a low voice, "It's none of my brother's business."

As soon as the words fell, Tang Xiaonian looked up at him almost in disbelief: "What did you say?!"

"I did it myself." Under Tang Xiaonian's almost shocked gaze, Tang Junhe continued.

Tang Xiaonian sensitively sensed the meaning of "to cover up" from Tang Junhe's tone, tears froze in his eyes for a moment, anger and resentment surged up in his heart, and he looked at him with a tense face.

At first, Tang Junhe opened his eyes and pretended to look at her calmly, but after a while, she felt guilty after seeing her, and turned his face away. He couldn't mention Feng Bo, he knew in his heart that as soon as he mentioned it, Tang Xiaonian would definitely blame Yang Xuan for it.

Seeing him avoiding his eyes, Tang Xiaonian said angrily, "You did it yourself, and you told me where you did it? Why did you do it when no one else did it?"

Yang Xuan watched all this with cold eyes, and never said a word from the beginning to the end.

Yang Chengchuan frowned, turned his face to look at Yang Xuan: "Your brother won't tell, you can."

"No one needs to tell," Tang Xiaonian wiped away his tears, stood up and said, "I will figure it out myself."

"What are you going to do again?" Yang Chengchuan was almost afraid of Tang Xiaonian. This woman was stubborn when she was young, but now she has become crazy. He felt that sooner or later he would be ruined by the mother and son. Seeing Yang Xuan turn around and go back to his room , He lowered his tone to persuade Tang Xiaonian, "Okay, look at what you said just now, it's just Jun He knocking if others don't knock it down, it's just a fall, and the whole class can't knock it together, right? You Stop messing around with your conspiracy theories."

"It's just a fall!" Tang Xiaonian turned up the volume instantly, "I have to let you see if it's just a fall!"

What Tang Xiaonian was determined to figure out, no one could stop her. The next day, when the school started after the holiday, Tang Xiaonian asked for leave in the afternoon to go to Runcheng No. 1 Middle School, and found Qiu Li, the head teacher of the third class of science.