Chapter 50 Blood Footprint

"Master, our seats are here!" Feng Junyang held two tickets in his hand and stood by a window, shouting at Ye Xuanji, who was walking behind him. Passengers got on the bus one after another, and Feng Junyang looked into his carriage and was disappointed.

Three or five people in the carriage are old ladies and old men who are full of teeth. At this time, they have occupied the position by the window and doze; there are also two middle-aged mothers with children, breastfeeding their children with loose breasts open. The two children are also strange, thin and shriveling, and not better-looking than monkeys; and some are some good. Workers who moved from here to start a new project, holding a hazel, wrench and other tools are talking about the next phase of the project with enthusiasm.

"What ticket did you buy!" Feng Junyang waited for Ye Xuanji to come over and muttered, "Look, there is no young man!"

"You just said that there is no young woman, OK?" Ye Xuanji and Feng Junyang learned this English. At this moment, he seemed to be in a good mood and took it out to show off.

"What kind of gentleman are you wearing a hat!" Feng Junyang complained, "In this hot day, people think you are a monster."

Since Qianfo Town took a car to this railway station, Ye Xuanji bought this strange hat in the station's shop. The hat is gray, black, and there is a huge brim in front of it, covering most of his face, and only one chin can be seen.

Ye Xuanji ignored him, and Feng Junyang ran around in the carriage like a child. For a while, he walked to the junction of the carriage and lay on the window to look at the hawkers outside. He hasn't been far for a long time. He wants to take this opportunity to relax and take the moldy thoughts in his heart to the sun.

"Have you never taken the train? What a shame." Under the huge brim, Ye Xuanji's chin showed his dissatisfaction, "Go down and buy something to eat and drink..."

"I'll see the scenery, you go."

Ye Xuanji didn't say much. He stood up and pulled down the brim of his hat. When he passed the dozen workers, those people made waves of boos and felt that this person was strange. Ye Xuanji ignored it and got out of the car. After a while, his figure disappeared into the crowd.

Feng Junyang walked back and forth several times, convinced that the train was not for himself - except for the elderly, women, children and workers, there was not even a young man of his age, let alone a young and beautiful girl. It seems that this "trip" is destined to be spent sleeping while reading newspapers and watching the scenery.

"Hey! Excuse me, is there anyone else sitting next to you? A sweet voice sounded behind him and immediately activated his nerves that were about to fall asleep!

He looked up and saw a young woman talking, dressed in a blue national costume inlaid with lace tassels. Her ornaments jingled, and her eyes were bent like the moon. At this moment, this pair of talking eyes are looking at him expectantly, waiting for his answer.

He wants to say that there is no one, you can sit down.

Isn't the annoying master going to stand for a while?

"I'm sorry, there's someone." He squeezed out a smiling face and answered unhately.

"Sit down! I walked around to get some air. Ye Xuanji didn't know when he had come back. He held a big bag of snacks, nuts, melon seeds, almonds, and his appetite. He took it over. It was so good for the master to buy so many delicious things for himself, and he could understand his thoughts and take the initiative to give up his seat.

"No, it's still uncle, you sit down, and I'll find out if there is a free seat."

"Sit down. I'm carsick." Ye Xuanji said lightly.

"Thank you, uncle." The woman thanked her sweetly, "I only got off three stops."

The mouth under the brim of the hat pouted to Feng Junyang, and turned to another carriage.

"Your master is so good." The woman said politely, "Thank him. Hey, what's your name?"

"Feng Junyang! What about you?"

"Blue! Does it sound good?"

"Wu Landuo, it sounds good! Which nationality are you from?

"Guess!" Wu Landuo smiled beautifully, like a vibrant sunflower, exuding vigorous vitality all over her body, driving a handsome mood. He was infected by her smile, and the haze in his heart was swept away.

"Let me see, your clothes and accessories look like Yi••••••"

"Wrong!" Wu Landuo smiled skillfully, "I'm from Miao."

"It's no wonder!" Feng Junyang won't praise people. The implication of his words is that you are so beautiful and generous. It turns out that you are a Miao girl who dares to love and hate!

"Real?" Wu Landuo seemed to pierce his mind and accepted all the praises he didn't say.

"This is a Han nationality. You can't get to Miaojiang even if you only take three stops." As soon as he said the words, he couldn't wait to slap himself. Who said he was going home by train? Isn't it obvious that you want to stay a few more stops?

"I'm not going home." Wu Landuo's smile has not dissipated, as if the sunflowers under the sunset have been following the sun to show their smiling faces. "I'm going back to school."

"Are you still reading?"

"Didn't you read?" Wu Landuo was surprised, "I thought you were a student at which university."

"I graduated." Feng Junyang said melancholy, "I study clinical medicine."

"Wow! It has a lot to do with what I learned!" The blue one exclaimed.

"Are you also a medical student?"

"I study sculpture." Wu Landuo said with a smile.

Feng Junyang couldn't laugh or cry: "Classmate, these two subjects are relatives who can't beat each other, right?"

Wu Landuo showed a naughty expression, stuck out her tongue, and explained with a smile: "I learn human sculpture, and occasionally I also learn to make wax statues. Aren't you more proficient in the subject of human medicine?

"I was abducted by you like this, and this medical and sculpture have become close relatives." Feng Junyang smiled and said, "I didn't expect that such a lively and cheerful person like you can calm down and make sculptures and wax statues."

"What about you? You are so free to say that a wild horse can calm down and hold a scalpel to control a person's life and death?

Is it difficult to tame wild horses? Feng Junyang muttered in his heart, when did I become a beast? It seems that this blue flower has not been here for a long time and does not quite understand the local dialect.

"Haha! You are serious!" He deliberately looked around with a guilty heart, "You talked about our doctor like a butcher. How can it be as horrible as you said? We are all good people who save lives and heal the wounded.

"Which hospital are you in?" Wu Landuo was giggled by the handsome words.

"Oh, this, you don't know." Feng Junyang suddenly looked like a wither eggplant and told Wu Landuo that he was actually a ghost catcher? It's strange not to scare people away.

Feng Junyang, have you seen it? Young people like you devote themselves to their favorite academic work, and you travel thousands of miles on the train to catch a devil and find a secret related to your life?

Will you waste your time so much? He saw his face from the glass, vicissitudes, depression and death. Let's take a look at Wu Landuo. She is young, optimistic and virious.

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Landuo saw him and didn't say anything, "Are you carsick?"

"No, I'm thinking about the treatment plan for one of my patients." He found that he didn't blush when he lied. What a thick face!

"You are really dedicated. Your patient is so lucky. Wu Landuo smiled and took out a small notebook from a diagonal hanging bag embroidered with a peacock around his waist and handed it to Feng Junyang. "Write me the address of your hospital. If I have any questions, I can ask you for advice."

Feng Junyang has a heart to cry, the address of his own hospital? I have never worked in the hospital at all! Now it's exposed. He holds a pen and doesn't know how to do it.

"Write it, and I'll wash my hands." Wu Landuo stood up and left with a tinkling ornament.

Feng Junyang exhales a big breath. He has to write it in front of him. He will write it now, and he may show his feet. Fortunately, she left and gave herself a time to make up.

He thought about it and wrote: Junyang Private Hospital, No. 10 Ping'an Road, Wanhu City Wine Lane.

After writing, he couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Wu Landuo came over and took the notebook, "Your handwriting is so good! Wow, the name of this hospital is so auspicious. It turns out that you have run a private hospital by yourself. You are really amazing! What a young man!"

Feng Junyang can't wait to find a seam to get in. He looked to the ground and saw that the blue and beige shoes were stained with bright red blood! Looking behind her, there was a long string of blood footprints in the aisle!

"What's wrong with your feet?"

Wu Landuo followed Feng Jun's eyes and screamed, "Ah"!