Mr. Mo smells so good

After Chu Qing finished speaking, he picked up the can and raised his glass to the person opposite. Mo Yuhui also raised his hand to clink the glass with him. He never thought that one day he would be able to sit at the table as Mo Yuhui Drink with him like this.

Chu Qing drank the remaining half of the wine in the can, and wiped the wine on his mouth with the back of his hand indifferently. The white smoke from the hot pot echoed between the two of them, just like the white smoke between them. Like an invisible barrier.

Seeing his movements, Mo Yuhui was even a little dazed, as if the person in front of him was the same young man who was sitting with him on the roof of an East African village, drinking and chatting facing the starry sky.

But five years have passed and the person on the opposite side is no longer the bewildered young man at the beginning, he sighed softly

"You must have a lot of experience in these years, can you tell me about it?"

Chu Qing took a big mouthful of beef, it was so spicy hissing hahaha, he withdrew the corners of his mouth when he heard his words, and glanced at the person opposite

"Compared to staying in a domestic hospital after graduating, these five years of experience are really rich. In fact, when I first went there, I was not used to eating and living. Most of the places I went to were remote areas or armistice zones where wars were fought. In places where there is a lack of medical care and medicine, when the supply of medicines is not available, we can only watch those people struggling helplessly in front of us, and finally going to death."

He has studied medicine for six years and has been a doctor for five years. He is used to seeing death and parting, but as long as he thinks of those people who desire to live but they can't do anything, he still can't let go.

In their eyes, those people are just irreparable patients, but in the eyes of their relatives, it is hopelessness that cannot be resolved.

He raised his hand and opened another soda can, and took a sip. Mo Yuhui's eyes flashed. There was once a young man with immature facial features who shed tears in front of a mother and daughter who were infected with the virus and were unable to rescue them. That scene gradually overlapped with the person in front of him who was drinking with his head up.

"Did you feel sad at the time?"

Mo Yuhui asked him softly, and picked up the wine glass to accompany him.

Chu Qing suddenly looked up at him

"I cried at that time, do you believe it?"

Mo Yuhui paused and sighed.

"letter."

Chu Qing just smiled and didn't continue, looking at the sumptuous table of wine and food, he was a little sighing

"At that time, I didn't have meat for three meals. I just thought about when I could eat enough meat and drink enough. I didn't expect my wish to come true very quickly."

Mo Yuhui saw that the plate of mutton on Chu Qing's side had bottomed out, and smiled and pushed him another plate

"Eat, enough for today."

Chu Qing ate all the hairy tripe that had been cut up on a plate, and then went to pick it up but found nothing. Then he looked down and saw that the hairy tripe on the plate was gone.

Mo Yuhui smiled and said

"You order the beef first, and I'll cut some for you later."

After saying that, he got up and went to the kitchen. Chu Qing ordered another batch of mutton, vegetables, and fish balls for the non-spicy side.

Mo Yuhui brought him a plate of cut hairy belly and venetian leaves, and Chu Qing beckoned him to sit down

"Eat more of that fish ball. When I bought it, I saw that the fish ball was made by their family, using fresh fish."

"Your side is too spicy, you should also try this side, it's also delicious."

Mo Yuhui was afraid that his stomach would not be able to take it, but Chu Qing waved his hand, it's okay, I'm used to it.

"I know a person who loves spicy food better than me."

Mo Yuhui picked up a fish ball and asked him

"Is that Qin Zheng?"

Chu Qing shook his head with a smile, took a sip of wine, and the third can also ran out

"It's not him, he can't eat spicy food just like you."

"Who is that?"

"You should have seen him, the one who deliberately raised the price of that watch at the auction a few days ago."

Mo Yuhui recalled the young man who talked with Chu Qing that day and said softly

"Is it the son of the Shen family?"

Chu Qing raised his head in surprise now, Shen Yan should say that he has only returned to Shangcheng not long ago, this person doesn't leave the gate all day, how can someone who doesn't walk through the door know him?

"How do you know him? He should say that he just returned to Uptown not long ago."

Mo Yuhui shook his head

"I don't know him. I knew his father a few years ago. I only remembered that day when I heard that he was Mr. Shen. How did you know him?"

"I met him when I was aiding Southeast Asia. He likes spicy food and can drink, so we got along pretty well."

Naturally, Chu Qing couldn't reveal Shen Yan's identity, but it wasn't a secret that he knew him in Southeast Asia, so he would reveal it.

"You should be about the same age, and you should have some common topics."

Mo Yuhui looked at the young man that day, he should be Chu Qing really big.

Chu Qing remembered Shen Yan's previous identity and did not speak. Naturally, there is a common language, but obviously he does not have the courage of Shen Yan. He is just suffering. After all, he is just a doctor who cures diseases and saves people. He doesn't have to risk his life all the time. , and that person's work really makes him admire, after all, who can say that he can really see death as home with a gun on his head?

Mo Yuhui knew how he got here all these years, but today he suddenly couldn't help asking, his voice was unspeakably difficult

"It's been so hard outside for a few years, have you ever thought about coming back?"

They all knew why Chu Qing insisted on going to the Middle East back then, but today Mo Yuhui only asked him if he thought about coming back, but kept silent about why he left back then.

Chu Qing paused for a moment when he heard this, shook his head and killed the can with the bottom left, opened another can casually, lowered his head, and his voice was a little hoarse

"To be honest, the experience of these years is something I never dreamed about when I went out. When I first went there, I couldn't eat well and live poorly. I can bear it, but that's the depression of people dying in front of my eyes every day..."

Chu Qing smiled wryly, raised his hand and took another sip of wine, and said lightly

"I did regret it at that time, but one person said to me, 'The reality here is like this, this is something a doctor will have to face sooner or later, after passing this hurdle in his heart, even if the road is full of obstacles Even thorns will become smooth roads.'”

There was no words between the two for a moment, Chu Qing and Mo Yuhui's thoughts seemed to be drawn to that night at the same time, that small village where seven people died overnight.

I don't know how long it took Mo Yuhui to speak

"Is this also what Qin Zheng said to you?"

Chu Qing nodded, he looked at the opposite person with some stubbornness, at this moment he didn't want to think about whether Mo Yuhui and Qin Zheng were alone, he just wanted to speak out what was in his heart

"He was the first friend I met in East Africa, but he didn't know if he was going to save me. I searched for him for a long time, but I still couldn't find him."

I don't know if it's the effect of alcohol, but Chu Qing's words are very aggrieved, like a child who can't find a way out.

The author says:

It's been a long time since I wrote this chapter

They are short of a drink, a meal of frankness even through their identities

In fact, even for Chu Qing and Qin Zheng, five years is a gap that cannot be crossed

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