The craziest doctor

Yunhe Road, along the river.

It was already late at night, and there were no pedestrians on the road.

Dimly illuminated by the street lamps, the streets look extraordinarily desolate and lonely.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps from a distance.

At the end of the line of sight, a middle-aged man in a black suit walked slowly. The man was pushing a wheelchair, and there was another person sitting on the wheelchair, wearing a down jacket.

This is very abnormal. In summer, even though it is night, there is absolutely no need to wear a down jacket.

The man has been walking along this riverside path for more than ten minutes, and there is still nothing unusual.

This person is none other than Zhao Youfu.

The person in the wheelchair is his son, Zhao Weitian.

According to the agreement, Zhao Youfu brought his son to Yunhe Road. He wanted to know the truth of all this. He wanted to know why the other party treated him like this, including the strange disease his son had, which was probably caused by the other party. hand.

"Dad, I... what are we doing here...?" Zhao Weitian said in a trembling voice.

Since he got that strange disease, his body has been abnormally cold, and his body temperature is no longer around 37 degrees Celsius like ordinary people.

It had been going on for several days, and Zhao Weitian was tortured by this strange disease.

"Cure." Zhao Youfu said concisely.

"Treatment, there is no hospital here, how to treat illness?" Zhao Weitian was full of doubts.

Zhao Youfu didn't answer, but took out his mobile phone and tried to call that number, but he still couldn't get through.

He tried countless times during the day, but the call couldn't get through no matter what.

Zhao Youfu also suspected that this was a prank by others, but Zhao Youfu had to believe it again, because this might be his last chance, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he had to come here.

Zhao Youfu was just about to take back his phone when he received a text message.

He glanced at it before putting the phone back into his pocket.

Then he continued to push his son forward.

After walking for a few more minutes, suddenly, Zhao Youfu found that there seemed to be a faint light of fire ahead.

At first he thought it was because of his dazzled vision, but as he got closer, he could see more clearly. It wasn't dazzled, it was really a fire.

Along the river, there is a breeze.

A figure in white was facing away from them, paper money was burning on the ground, and the breeze blew up the ashes, fluttering.

The fire that Zhao Youfu saw was exactly what the paper money emitted when it burned.

This scene is a little creepy.

At around 12 o'clock in the morning, it was quiet and deserted. When I suddenly saw someone burning paper money in front of me, any normal person would unconsciously have some associations.

And if Zhao Youfu remembered correctly, today happened to be Ching Ming Festival.

"Dad, this...this is a person...is...a ghost!" Zhao Weitian also saw the scene of someone burning paper money in front of him, and said in a trembling voice, not sure if it was because of fear, the coldness of his body, or both. Have.

Zhao Youfu's hand holding the handle of the wheelchair tightened slightly, and then he said with a firm face: "There are no ghosts in this world! It must be a human being."

"Yes, definitely...it must be a human!" Zhao Weitian also said, "Just...even if it is really a ghost, someone is pretending to be a ghost!"

Zhao Youfu was just about to push his son back, when a cold voice came.

"You are here!"

Both Zhao Youfu and Zhao Weitian turned pale, and their legs trembled slightly.

The source of the voice was the person burning paper money in front of him.

The man slowly got up, then turned to look at Zhao Youfu and the two of them.

With the help of the dim street lights, Zhao Youfu and the others could clearly see the face of the person in front of them.

About twenty years old, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome face, dressed in white, with an unspeakable aura.

"It's you!" Zhao Weitian recognized Xu Qingyun.He still remembered seeing Xu Qingyun at the police station that day, but that was all he remembered.

Zhao Youfu looked at the young man in front of him, he felt a little familiar, he seemed to have seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it.

"Do you still remember this place?" Xu Qingyun looked at the two and asked softly, with no emotion in his tone.

Zhao Youfu didn't answer, but asked instead: "Did you send me a text message to ask me to come over?"

"It's me." Xu Qingyun didn't deny it, but admitted it directly.

"Who are you? Why are you targeting me!" Zhao Youfu stared at Xu Qingyun with a pair of eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

Xu Qingyun didn't answer this time, but continued to ask the question just now: "Do you still remember this place? Zhao Youfu, Zhao Weitian."

"It seems that you don't remember it, so let me help you remember it well. Let me tell a story." Xu Qingyun said lightly.

"Three years ago today, during the Ching Ming Festival, at this time, an ordinary father finished the mechanical maintenance work on the factory production line, and walked home along the riverside as usual..."

"But at this moment, a blue Ferrari sports car galloped from a distance at a speed of more than 150 kilometers per hour and hit this ordinary father."

"The owner of the car didn't choose to call the police and an ambulance immediately. He drove away in a sports car as if nothing had happened. The ordinary father was dead after being discovered by others."

"The car owner's family is powerful and powerful. After some operations, there was no sentence. After paying tens of thousands of yuan to the deceased's family, he was still at ease, as if nothing had happened."

"This father has an ordinary son. He knows that things are not that simple. He refuses to accept this sentence. He wants to avenge his dead father. But what can he do as a young high school student? He goes to the police station To make trouble, he went to the court to make trouble, he tried to gain public support on the Internet, just when he was about to succeed, suddenly a group of vicious gangsters rushed out and killed him to silence him!"

"Actually, as early as when the boy started to act, he received many threatening phone calls and letters, but the boy did not give up avenging his dead father because of fear."

"Everyone thought the boy was dead, but he wasn't."

"Okay, the story is over, do you remember?" Xu Qingyun looked at Zhao Youfu and his son with a faint smile on his face.

But in Zhao Youfu and Zhao Youfu's eyes, that smile was like a devil grinning.

In fact, as early as when Xu Qingyun was halfway through speaking, Zhao Youfu and Zhao Weitian had already remembered everything.

And he finally knew who the boy in front of him was?

He is Xu Qingyun.

Zhao Youfu did not expect that he was not dead.

Three years have passed, and he has come back again.

At this moment, Zhao Youfu understood many things.

Xu Qingyun came to seek revenge from them. The company, his son, and everything tonight were all carefully planned by him.

"Xu Qingyun, what do you want? Your father's death was an accident, we can't blame us!" Zhao Weitian looked at Xu Qingyun and said.

"Accident? Can't blame you?"

"Hahaha!"

Xu Qingyun laughed out loud when he heard the words, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.