This time, it's my turn to pursue you

?In a quiet small bar, Lu Licheng and Song Yi sat opposite each other.

"If Malatang saw you like this, he would definitely say that you did it to yourself." Song Yi looked at Lu Licheng, who was in a slightly depressed mood, and spoke first.

"Isn't it the same for you? With Malatang, your status has plummeted, right?" Lu Licheng shrugged and sighed. "You are laughing at fifty steps."

"Lu Licheng, your character is really like Wall Street." Song Yi shook his head helplessly when he heard the words, "Do you have to be so direct?" Su Man and Malatang are like sisters, and Song Yi falls downstream when they are together .

Lu Licheng smiled without saying a word, took a sip from his wine glass.Song Yi seemed to have thought of something, and straightened his expression.

"Lu Licheng, thank you."

Lu Licheng was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled lightly. "That's my duty, you don't need to thank you. Besides, I won't do things that hurt one thousand enemies and eight hundred harm to myself."

Song Yi laughed, "You are very humble now."

"Don't mention the past again." Lu Licheng took a sip of his wine and changed the subject. "What do you plan to do? When will you return to England?"

"I have already resigned from the company." Song Yi's answer was somewhat unexpected. "The doctor said that Manman's condition is not completely stable, and even if it is stable, there is a risk of recurrence. I checked the information, and it is more convenient to treat this disease in China. Besides, Manman is more adapted to life in China." Song Yidun After a pause, he drank the wine in his hand, "I plan to take Manman to relax and travel."

"That's good, everyone in China is there to take care of you." Lu Licheng nodded, hearing that Song Yi can consider everything for Su Man now, Lu Licheng is also very happy for Su Man. "You know, I welcome you back anytime you want."

Song Yi was taken aback, then picked up another glass of wine from the bartender.

"Cheers!"

In the blink of an eye, it was almost Qingming, and Lin Ningxin had been gone for more than two months.A week in advance, he accompanied Lin Xiaochen to pay homage to Lin Ningxin's mother. The night before the Ching Ming holiday, Lu Licheng boarded the plane to Maputo overnight.There is no direct flight from Shanghai to Maputo. After [-] hours, Lu Licheng set foot on the land of Maputo.

It is said that Mozambique is one of the poorest countries in the world. After arriving here, Lu Licheng realized that this is absolutely true.As a former colony, most people here speak Portuguese with a weird accent. After searching around the airport for a long time, Lu Licheng finally negotiated with a driver and chartered a dilapidated van.

"Where do you want to go?" The driver spoke English with a strong accent, and his tone of voice was also very strange.Lu Licheng took out a note with the address of Lin Ningxin's hospital and handed it to the driver.

The driver waved his hand when Lu Licheng handed over the note, trying to say that he couldn't read.Lu Licheng frowned, but the next moment, he saw the driver pointing to the address on the note and nodding in surprise, and then started the car.

After bumping for two hours, the car stopped at the door of a row of small houses.There was a sign hanging on the house, Lu Licheng looked at the sign in English, it was the hospital where Lin Ningxin was.

"The people here are very nice and help us." The driver explained in a stumbling manner, and Lu Li deliberately understood.After getting out of the car, he walked directly into the row of houses.

The scene in the room surprised Lu Licheng a little. Even though he came out of the countryside, he never thought that there are hospitals like this in this world.On the right hand side of the gate is the place where wounds are treated, and it is crowded with crying children and sick patients at the moment.However, unlike ordinary hospitals, there are seven or eight trauma rooms here, but there is only one dilapidated monitor.Lu Licheng had only seen that machine in the county hospital in his hometown.On the left hand side of the gate are consulting rooms, which are also overcrowded.

"Sorry, I want to find Dr. Lin, where is she?" Lu Licheng stopped an Asian-faced nurse in white overalls.

"Dr. Lin, I'm sorry, Dr. Lin is not in the hospital now, can I help you with anything? Do you understand Chinese?" The nurse frowned and asked.

"I'm Chinese, and I'm Ningxin's husband. I'm here to see her." Lu Licheng nodded hastily and switched to Chinese.

After more than ten minutes, Lu Licheng was taken to a small doctor's lounge in the backyard of the hospital. Even though it was time to eat, there were not many doctors resting here.Because Lu Licheng never told Lin Ningxin that he was coming, it was inevitable that Lin Ningxin would catch up with the time when Lin Ningxin went to a nearby tribe for a visit.Lin Ningxin's medical skills are well-known here, so when they heard that the husband of Dr. Lin, who has always been known as a cold beauty, came, the doctors inevitably became curious.From time to time, a few doctors came in to take a look.That is to say, Lu Licheng is used to the life of being watched, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

The cholera epidemic areas in Haiti, the armed conflict battlefields in the Congo, and the barren tribes in the African desert, Lu Licheng finally understood why Sans Frontières asked Lin Ningxin for support three times, because in Sans Frontiers, Lin Ningxin was not just a heart Surgeons that simple.

"She was very strong and very brave. The bomb went off right outside the door of the operating room and she was badly injured, the shrapnel pierced her chest. At that time, the conflict blocked the road and we didn't have enough medicines in stock, but she left the antibiotics behind. It was given to the patients. Many of our colleagues were injured or even died in the explosion, and our manpower was not enough, and the patients were continuously carried in from outside. She was very strong and kept treating the patients. Until the road was opened, we got At that time, she had a high fever, and to be honest, I was really very..." Lu Licheng was listening to the doctor on the opposite side lamenting Lin Ningxin's last experience in the Congo. The voice of the person opposite rose slightly. "Dr. Lin, you are back!"

Lu Licheng turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Lin Ningxin standing behind him in a white robe slightly stained with dust.

"Success!."