Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

Song Yaze has lived in Sidon for half a year. He destroyed his so-called mobile phone and got used to this kind of life surrounded by one person every day.Caesar is very satisfied with this living condition, and his work efficiency is much higher than before.

Kaiser has a physical examination at the end of each year, and this year's physical examination is a little different, because Song Yaze is also his attendant.

This is the highest-standard hospital in the country, with the largest number of registered people. Due to its superb medical skills, there are patients from four countries in the world.It was crowded and noisy, and patients with intractable diseases regarded it as a place of hope.

Caesar's special status saves him the trouble of queuing.Some of the medical staff who were proud of their patients were all as quiet as chickens after meeting Caesar, and they couldn't exert their domineering energy.

Caesar entered the VIP room on the highest floor, and Song Yaze had to wait outside for 15 minutes.He was addicted to cigarettes, so he took advantage of this time to leave the hospital gate and smoked slowly on the side of the road outside the gate.

"You can't even keep your back steady, what's the use of you?!" It was a middle-aged man's voice, very hoarse and extremely uncomfortable to listen to.

Song Yaze turned his head, and in the mist, he saw a medical worker in a white coat with a visual inspection of [-] kg, who was teaching a thin, bald man with a violent expression. The two stood at the door of the emergency room on the first floor.The bald man was carrying a man on his back. The man was lifeless and blue, like a dead man.

Song Yaze was stunned, so shocked that he didn't even care to smoke the cigarette in his hand.Although the bald man had changed too much, he recognized it immediately.

"Uncle Lian? Why are you here?!" Song Yaze snuffed out the cigarette, threw it in the trash can, and hurried over.That bald man is Lian Darong!He had lost too much weight, and he was already lean and strong, and he was almost in a stale figure.

Lian Darong raised his head in surprise, and when he saw that it was Song Yaze, he was even more stunned. His eyes were cloudy, and he met an acquaintance in a foreign country when he was down and out. It was really kind and embarrassing.

"Why are you still so slow?! Hurry up and lift him into the car! I was really blind back then, how can I use an old thing like you!" The medical staff on the side spoke harshly, and their expression was extremely impatient. In his eyes, It seemed that even Da Rong had pus and sores all over his body, like a rotting worm.

Lian Darong didn't speak again, and quickly carried the person on his back to the car beside him.He moved with difficulty. How could a man in his sixties still do this kind of physical work?By the time he got out of the car, he was sweating profusely, out of breath, and his physical strength had been exhausted.

"Here's the money this time!" The fat doctor reluctantly handed him a few crumpled pieces of money, his eyes were vicious, and his words were not pleasant, "Don't come next time! Damn, I can only do it!" Half a person's work, but also one person's money! Knowing that you are old, don't come out to embarrass yourself!"

The fat medical staff had enough of cursing, glanced at the doormat-like Lian Darong, then dragged his heavy body into the car, swearing and galloping away.

Seeing Lian Darong being reduced to such a situation, Song Yaze couldn't help but sigh, and asked, "Uncle Lian, what are you..."

Lian Darong raised his eyes to look at Song Yaze in embarrassment, being seen by acquaintances in embarrassment made him very embarrassed to lift his head.But now, what else can he hide?What else can I show off?

"Ah!" He lamented, sad and helpless, "I shouldn't have come to Sidon! I regret it to death!"

The wrinkles on his face were much deeper, and when he sighed, his features were crowded together, like walnut skin.The previous radiance was long gone, and now there was only pain and bitterness on his face.

"Oh! I immigrated to Sidon, and Dongxia's qualification certificate is useless here, and I have to take the exam again. I am already 60 years old, and I have been living in Dongxia for more than 30 years! How can I take the exam? Ah! Things are expensive here, and the rent is barely paid. If I don’t come to carry the corpse, how can I support myself and your aunt..." Lian Darong was talking, with muddy tears pouring out, along the pitted road. The face rolled down.

"Aunt Liu? Where is she now?" Song Yaze thought of that enthusiastic middle-aged woman. She was really a good person, but it was a pity that she married Lian Darong!

"Oh...don't mention it! She works part-time every day! She is busy from morning to night... Alas, I didn't live up to it, and I got her into trouble too..." Lian Darong sighed, looking really pitiful.

Song Yaze was a little sad. He thought for a while and asked, "Uncle Lian, how long have you been in Sidon? How was Dongxia when you left? Did anyone die?"

Lian Darong shook his head: "I have been here for more than three months. When I left, the safe zone was disbanded, and everyone inside went home. I don't know what happened to other places. Alas... I really don't know. It's time to come to Sidon! In Dongxia, there are houses and money, and life is stable, unlike here! This Sidon is too impersonal!"

Seeing his miserable appearance, Song Yaze was not surprised, it was his own fault.But Liu Fang, that kind and warm-hearted man, was also implicated by her husband, and her situation was regrettable.Song Yaze didn't like Lian Darong, but he thought about Liu Fang and felt sympathetic.He took out his wallet, counted the money and handed it to Lian Darong: "Uncle Lian, I don't have much money with me, only 1000 yuan, not much. Take it!"

Lian Darong took the money tremblingly.When a person is extremely sleepy, even ten yuan is cherished. He can only earn 50 yuan each time he carries a corpse. This 1000 yuan can be regarded as a relief.He thanked him very gratefully, and left with heavy steps.

Seeing Lian Darong's dejected back, Song Yaze sighed, lamenting the impermanence of the world.He lit another cigarette and smoked slowly.

"Why did you run downstairs?"

Song Yaze turned his head and saw Caesar's anxious face, with blame in his eyes.

"Do you know how long I've been looking for you? I found someone to call the surveillance video, and I saw you here leisurely!" Caesar said in a reproachful tone, with faint worries.

"Sorry, I won't do it next time." Song Yaze extinguished the cigarette he just lit again.He knew Caesar didn't like to smoke himself, and he always avoided him when the addiction came up.

Seeing that he offered to apologize, Caesar's anger subsided a lot, and he said sullenly, "Who was that old man just now? The one who saw him in the surveillance was the one from Dongxia, right?"

"Yeah." Song Yaze nodded, "He's my neighbor. I used to always complain about Dongxia's bad behavior, and I wanted to come to Sidon with all my might. But when I came here, I didn't even have a job and my life was hard. "

Caesar snorted coldly, disapprovingly: "I've seen a lot of people like this. Not only from Dongxia, but also from North Munanluo! Even if they say good things about Sidon all day long, I still look down on them from the bottom of my heart! People are not as good as those who stick to their own country! Anyway, those people still have a little courage."

Song Yaze chuckled: "Didn't you say that stubborn people should die? Now you're praising them for their courage..."

"Of course!" Caesar's voice was much higher. "At least they are loyal and dare to die for the country. The man just now is a moth wherever he goes. He can hate Dong Xia, and he will hate Sidon sooner or later." , as long as life doesn't go his way, he always has a reason to fire cannons!"

Song Yaze agreed: "Your ideas are the same as mine. I didn't expect that we would reach a consensus on this aspect. It's really not easy."

"The consensus will gradually increase." Caesar walked up to Song Yaze and whispered, "Tomorrow I will take you to a confidential meeting. Only high-level political leaders are eligible to participate."

Song Yaze was surprised and said, "Why are you taking me there? You know my identity..."

"That's already in the past tense!" Caesar interrupted him, full of confidence, "In the past six months, you have cut off contact with Wu Hao, and you have been obedient to me without any disagreement. The reason why you stay here , is nothing more than trying to persuade me to withdraw my troops, I understand all of this. Let me say it again, I believe in you, and I hope you will not doubt my trust!"

Song Yaze's mind was complicated. He looked at Caesar's firm look, and after a long silence, he said, "Of course I don't doubt it. Thank you for trusting me so much."