In March, early in the morning, Cihe Hospital of Wanling City.

The early morning mist had just lifted, and in front of the garage south of the hospital, Mo Yan was holding his mobile phone while talking while wiping the ambulance's rearview mirror with a rag.

"I listened to you early in the morning, and I said, don't you editors sleep late and wake up late?" Mo Yan put down the rag, leaned against the car door and lit a cigarette.

"You and I are willing to get up so early, isn't this a promotion, and the schedule has changed......"

The voice in the mobile phone is sweet and lazy, with a somewhat nasal voice, which makes people can't help but think of a beautiful picture of Yiren who wants to wake up from sleep in spring, but is reluctant to open his eyes.

Mo Yan smiled: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot, the editor of Mai Da has been promoted to the anchor of Mai." ”

"The officials laughed, there is a way that nobles forget things, and the officials can still remember the slave's surname Mai, and the slave family is already flattered......"

The voice of the anchor Mai is extremely magnetic, and deliberately low, with some soft procrastination and teasing, and the charm and charm revealed between the words, even if they are thousands of miles away, they can also jump in front of them.

It's a pity that Mo Yan is too familiar with her, and said with a smile: "The day before yesterday, I scolded me for being a bald donkey, and today I will become a big official?" Okay, courtesy to others will ask for something, say, what are you looking for me? ”

"Ha, the little comrade is quite smart, okay, then I'll just say it......"

The full name of the anchor Mai is Mai Sui, and she is Mo Yan's senior sister. She was two terms taller than Mo Yan, but it wasn't until her senior year that the two knew each other.

As the vice president of the student union and the editor-in-chief of the school newspaper, Mai Sui's university career can be described as colorful. Although Mo Yan has the reputation of being the first monk of H University, it is limited to a very small range. According to probability, it is difficult for the versatile, youthful and beautiful wheat ears to intersect with Mo Yan, who spends most of his time in the library. But the world is really wonderful, hundreds of times passing by, no one in the eyes, it seems that there is never an intersection, but maybe when, a casual gaze, the eyes will be intertwined from then on.

It was an interview that was not planned, and Mai Sui, who was the editor-in-chief of the school newspaper, saw Mo Yan at a glance by the H-sized Moon Lake, among the group of shining bald heads.

In the fourth year of Mai Sui's senior year, several male students from the philosophy department established a Buddhist club, although there were few members and the theme was very strange, but on the day of its establishment, all the members shaved their heads, which attracted the attention of some people, including Mai Sui, the editor-in-chief of the school newspaper at that time.

Mo Yan is not a student of the Department of Philosophy, but he is very interested in Buddhism, and when he was pampered by a few glasses men from the Department of Philosophy who often go to the library together and call themselves old men, he simply shaved his head and obeyed several old men.

On the day the club was founded, they took a group photo by the Moon Lake in the south of the school. On that day, the breeze was breezy and the lake was shining, and seven or eight shiny bald heads wearing moon-white monk robes borrowed from the school troupe were lined up by the lake with their hands together, attracting a large number of onlookers.

Mo Yan is 1.82 meters tall, and among a group of 'old men' with an average height of no more than 1.72 meters, he definitely stands out from the crowd, so he has the reputation of being the first monk.

As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty and filial, this phrase originally refers to women, but when it is used on men, sometimes it works.

On that day, the moon-white monk's robe was worn on the tall Mo Yan, which was moist and elegant, and indeed had a bit of the taste of a pretty monk.

The lake is gorgeous, the fake monk Mo Yan, the clothes are fluttering, and the Ami tofu ......

The wheat ears that came in a hurry saw Mo Yan for the first time, and then they didn't turn their eyes away. She really couldn't understand how a man's eyes could be so clear......

At that moment, it was frozen in Mai Sui's camera, and it was also fixed in her memory.

At that moment, she seemed to see the seemingly ruthless but affectionate Fahai in "Green Snake", and as if she saw the suave demon monk Wuhua in the ancient dragon book......

From that day on, Mai Sui began to approach Mo Yan in the name of a manuscript.

Mo Yan writes a good hand, the style of writing is fresh and natural, and in the words of Mai Sui, it is very literate.

She had already thought that if she had always looked at this guy who was very pleasing to the eye, she might as well find an opportunity to eat him in one bite to commemorate her college career and end her long history of lovelessness by the way. But as the contact deepened, she began to hesitate, it was not that Mo Yan was not good enough, but she always felt that the closer she got to this guy, the more she couldn't see through this guy......

Have you ever seen a guy who never reads a professional book, but takes credits?

Well, such geniuses, although rare, do exist.

So, have you ever seen a guy who can deduce that you went to SkyPlaza, drank two cups of coffee, and slapped some pervert on the way because of a new pair of shoes?

By the way, have you ever seen a guy who disappears mysteriously for three days every month, and everyone doesn't know where he is?

Also, have you ever seen someone who has been in school for four years but never mentions their family and never comes home during winter and summer vacations?

Finally, have you ever seen a person who holds a golden H University diploma, but refuses to be recruited by many companies, and goes to a hospital thousands of miles away to apply for an ambulance driver?

This last point, in particular, simply drove the ears of wheat crazy.

…… She left H University two years ago, and because of hesitation, she didn't eat Mo Yan after all. After that, the two still kept in touch, talking on the phone every week, and if there was enough time, she would even return to H University and take Mo Yan to eat and go shopping together. When she is happy, she will call Mo Yan the little monk, when she is unhappy, she will scold him for being a little bald donkey, and when she is full of spring, she will also call the phone in the middle of the night, like a rabbit, tired of Mo Yan and called 'Elder Tang'......

Everything seems like yesterday, and nothing seems to have changed.

But in fact, the moment she walked out of the school gate, Mai Sui had already begun to regret it.

A creature like a man finally meets someone he likes, and he can't see through it for a while, so what does it matter!

Women are like water, men are like books, although Mo Yan's book is a little thicker, you can read one page a day, and there will be a day when you finish reading it. Before that, every time you turn a page, it is a new expectation, and with it, it will be a new mood. There is such a book...... Isn't it enough to get rid of yourself?

Therefore, long before Mo Yan graduated, Mai Sui, who was already the deputy editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine, began to plan to include this junior in his clutches. Mo Yan's writing is good, and the magazine needs such a person to draw him under its own banner, which is to take into account both public and private interests, and benefit him without expense.

However, Mo Yan had a plan, and on the day of graduation, he turned off his mobile phone and disappeared. It wasn't until a month later that the two reconnected.

At this time, Mai Sui knew that the book she was going to collect on her pillow, cover it with a private seal, and then spend her life slowly reading it had actually become an "Ambulance Driver's Work Manual" in the blink of an eye......

Mai Sui gritted her teeth hatefully, no wonder the old lady couldn't see through, this special little bald donkey is definitely the home of the idiot Mountain Nerve Temple!

She had the heart to ask why the dignified H college top student wanted to be a driver, and he was also an ambulance driver. But the few times the words came to her lips, she held back. Mo Yan's character, Mai Sui couldn't be clearer, what this thing wants to tell you, he will definitely say. If there's something he doesn't want to tell you, if you point a gun at him, or if you strip naked and lie on the bed, he won't say a word.

As a result, Mai Sui kept hypnotizing himself: the ambulance driver saves lives and helps the wounded, with a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan, which is deeply loved by the people and is the national idol of the toiling public. A man who doesn't want to be an ambulance driver is not a good man, he is rotten, he is depraved, and he will never find a sauce bag when eating instant noodles...... In the face of such a glorious profession, do I need to ask why!

In this way, the two have spoken on the phone dozens of times in the past six months, but they have a tacit understanding that they did not mention it.

“…… Two things, first, I'm going to Wanling next week, and I'm on a permanent basis. How, do you feel excited and looking forward to hearing this news? ”

Mo Yan was taken aback and asked, "Really?" ”

Mai Sui said: "Of course it's true, don't you know, the headquarters of Tianyi Media where I work is in Wanling......

After a slight pause, he said, "Hey, I listen to your tone, it seems that you are not welcome?" ”

Mo Yan immediately let out a hearty laugh and said, "How is it possible...... Senior sister is loved by everyone, flowers bloom, just like me, it is a blessing to be able to visit the senior sister at close range, how dare I not welcome it? ”

Mai Sui snorted and said, "Okay, okay, how fake your laughter is." Anyway, I'll be here next week, if you dare to play missing, my mother will hate you for the rest of your life. Well, let's talk about the second thing. The show I have at hand is mainly about women, and the first episode is the most critical, and the director intends to use the most concise language to interpret the difference between women in the new era and the old era, which can be regarded as setting a tone for this show. She found a number of scholars, writers, artists, and so on, but none of them were satisfactory......"

After a slight pause, she suddenly laughed out loud: "Originally, I didn't plan to look for you, I counted it, the scholars and artists who the choreographer and director found have been married one or eight times on average, and even they can't say why, what can you say, a little virgin with five girls?" But there is no way, the corners of the choreographer's mouth are bubbling in a hurry, and he wants to drag the old lady to hang himself, so I have to treat the dead horse as a live horse doctor......"

Mo Yan smiled: "This topic should be interpreted from the perspective of humanity and life, and it has nothing to do with whether I am a virgin or not." It's not a little monk bragging, I really have a little experience on this topic. ”

Mai Sui smiled: "Say you're fat, you're still panting...... Okay, go on, I'd like to see what you have to say. ”

Mo Yan opened the car door, patted the seat, chose a comfortable angle to sit down, and said: "If you divide it by the times and interpret it from the perspective of life, then for women in the old era, life is a grand practice." From the day of birth, the practice has begun, and the faith has long been predestined. They never live for themselves, but at home they obey their fathers, their husbands in marriage, and their husbands obey their sons. Fathers, husbands, and sons are their heavens, and at a certain time, these men are the only Buddhas in their hearts. It is not until you leave this world that this practice is over. The stories of Mulan's father's joining the army, Wangfushi, and Meng's mother's three migrations must be familiar to you. No matter what their moral may be on the surface, what they reveal in their bones is the bitterness of women in the old days......"

For women in the old days, life was a grand practice?

On the other end of the phone, Mai Sui's eyes couldn't help but shine, worthy of the man that the old lady had been staring at for a few years, and sure enough, there were two brushes......

Mo Yan continued: "As for modern women, to be honest, I don't even bother to comment. If I had to give a definition, I can only say that for the vast majority of modern women, life is just a grand show. They show beauty, wisdom, husband, son, measurements, beautiful buttocks, and godfathers...... Everything that is beautiful, ugly, useful, and boring, they can show it, and dare to show it. In short, you can love me, respect me, admire me, hate me, scold me, insult me, but you must not know me! ”

Hearing this, Mai Sui couldn't help but smile and said: "This paragraph is good, it is very incisive, but it belongs to the map cannon, beware of the female doctors and nurses in your hospital biting you." ”

Mo Yan sighed and said: "In the past, the Buddha cut meat and fed eagles, although the little monk was immoral and incompetent, he was also willing to give his body in exchange for many female donors. A skin bag, can be favored by jade teeth, fortunately, what is the luck, what is the fear of abandoning it......"

Mai Sui's smiling branches trembled, and said, "You are so beautiful, and you still give to your flesh......"

After laughing for a while, she said again: "By the way, there is another topic in this episode, which is about male guests." As a man, which era do you most admire women? If you had a choice, which era would you choose as your life partner? ”

Mo Yan replied without thinking: "Of course, the women I admire the most are the women from the twenties and thirties of the last century, and more strictly speaking, it should be the female students of that era." Qingqing campus, short hair flying, black cloth shoes, white cotton socks, black pleated skirt, white shirt. They have just emerged from the old era, and there is no shortage of ideals, passions, beliefs, talents, dignity, independence and pride. In my opinion, all women for thousands of years should consider them as their idols......"

"However, women in this era are not suitable for partners. Because of ideals or beliefs, they are sometimes too young and intense, and if you want to be the man behind them, you have to be prepared to sacrifice. If I had a choice, I would choose a woman from the late '70s to the early '90s, and the words would be white shirts, blue jeans, canvas shoes, bicycles, and long hair fluttering in the wind on the back seat of the bicycle, or a ponytail. In my opinion, they are the most perfect women who combine intellect and youth, they are unpretentious, natural and simple, and believe that there is true love in the world. They are not old-fashioned, and sometimes they are naughty and even play some ambiguous games, but they will keep chastity as the best gift for their husbands. ”

…… Mai Sui gritted his teeth when he put down the phone, what a little bald donkey, say that you like a certain senior sister who attaches equal importance to wisdom and beauty in this century, you will die!

Mai Sui gritted his teeth in a city thousands of miles away, eager to poke a straw man desperately, and Mo Yan, who put down his mobile phone, also had his own troubles...... Today is the last day of the probationary contract, do you want to renew it again?

Mo Yan has been at Cihe Hospital for half a year, and two three-month probationary contracts have been signed. According to the regulations, he either became a regular employee and signed a formal employment contract with Cihe Hospital. Either pack up and fuck off. He has signed the probationary contract twice, and the so-called thing is only three, and it is basically impossible to renew it. Otherwise, not only will it be unruly, but it will also bring criticism to the vice president who accepted him......

He clearly remembered that when he came to Cihe Hospital to apply for an ambulance driver half a year, Section Chief Luo, who was in charge of recruitment, looked at his graduation certificate with an extremely wonderful expression, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. Mo Yan later learned that two thoughts flashed in Chief Luo's mind at that time, the first was to call the police directly, and the second was to call the psychiatric hospital. Because in Chief Luo's opinion, the young man in front of him is either a liar or a madman.

It makes sense for a liar to send him to the police station, and for a madman to send him to a psychiatric hospital.

Later, Chief Luo told him with a smile: "At that time, I thought, what kind of joke is this Nima, the top students of H University will come to apply for ambulance drivers?" This thing is not scientific, if I believe it, I must not be scolded as a mallet! Hey, it's funny to think about it now, but fortunately it was Liu Yuan passing by, otherwise I would have designated the security guard to take you down. ”

Liu Yuan, who was in Chief Luo's mouth, was the administrative vice president of Cihe Hospital, and that day, he happened to pass by and was very surprised when he saw Mo Yan's graduation certificate, because twenty years ago, he also graduated from H University.

When the seniors see the juniors, the tears are often in their eyes. After some twists and turns, because of the appearance of President Liu, Mo Yan successfully applied for the job and signed a three-month probationary contract with Wanling Cihe Hospital. After the expiration of the contract, it was renewed again at the instruction of the dean.

Of course, Mo Yan also gave a reasonable explanation for why the high-achieving students came to apply for ambulance drivers. He passionately told Dean Liu that he was a liberal arts major and that becoming a professional writer was his biggest dream. And a good work requires life accumulation and material accumulation, so he came here and chose to become an ambulance driver.

Such an attitude towards life and dedication to ideals made Dean Liu very appreciative, and after a few words of encouragement, he made a decision to settle the matter.

Of course, Dean Liu would not know that the reason why Mo Yan came to Cihe Hospital to apply for a job instead of going to other hospitals was precisely because there was an administrative vice president who graduated from H University. The so-called people in the DPRK and China are easy to do, and nepotism is a shortcut to the end of the country in any era. And the facts have also proved that if it weren't for the appearance of Dean Liu, Mo Yan might not have been able to successfully apply even if he proved his identity. The reason is very simple, you are a dignified H college graduate who came to grab the driver's master's job, believe it or not, Lao Tzu smacked you in the face!

Because of Dean Liu's passing, Section Chief Luo didn't let the security guard take Mo Yan down, let alone smack Mo Yan's face, but he also didn't know that the reason why the vice president passed by his office was because ten minutes ago, someone mysteriously called the vice president to tell him that a staff member suspected of a certain focus program was making an unannounced visit here......

Of course, it turned out that this was actually a 'misunderstanding'. Except for Mo Yan's strange thing, there were no accidents that day.

So, is Mo Yanlai Cihe Hospital really to accumulate materials and write a masterpiece?

If Dean Liu that day was replaced with an ear of wheat, she would definitely smack Mo Yan in the face.

God is pitiful, she approached Mo Yan in the name of a manuscript appointment, although the drunkard did not mean to drink, but until she stepped down from the society, she did not receive even a short article of 100 words from Mo Yan.

Mo Yan's writing is indeed good, but what he writes is all some records and thoughts when he reads. In Maisui's words, this product is very Wenqing, but he never does Wenqing's business.

Therefore, Mo Yan's purpose in applying for an ambulance driver at Cihe Hospital was never to become a writer.

"It's just the last one...... Mo Yan leaned back in his seat and whispered to himself: "Although the contract expires today, if you talk to Rocco, it should be delayed for a few days." It's really not good, Lao Tzu will be a volunteer, and after ninety-nine bows, he can't change another hospital, right? Besides, if you're lucky, you might be able to get the last one today! ”

Mo Yan came to Cihe Hospital, and his purpose was just like Mai Sui asking him for a manuscript at the beginning, and he was also a drunkard who did not mean to drink.

It's just that this purpose is so incredible that it can't be said to anyone, and it can't be known!

To be honest, he doesn't really like the environment of the hospital, and watching patients struggle on the line of life and death every day is actually a kind of torment for a person who is not a doctor. Doctors and nurses can endure and even enjoy this environment because they can bring hope to patients, while Mo Yan can only watch silently.

But, for that incredible purpose, he had to endure.

In the past six months, his work performance has been more blue-collar than that of blue-collar workers. Especially in some sudden disasters, he always rushed to the front line. In the case of certain car accidents, fires, and geological disasters, the horrific shape of some of the remains is unbearable even for medical personnel who have undergone professional training and are accustomed to seeing life and death. At this time, Mo Yan was always the first to stand up and assist the medical staff in cleaning up the remains. Two months ago, when an explosion occurred in a certain industrial mine, he single-handedly cleaned up all 12 bodies, totaling 23 parts and organs. The female medical staff in the same car all vomited and burst into tears, but he kept running back and forth without a trace of complaint......

"Beep ......"

Mo Yan was thinking about going to Rocco to talk about life and ideals later, and by the way, instilling the concept of volunteering, the communicator on his waist suddenly sounded.

For the ambulance driver, this 'beep' sound is like a charge on the battlefield, and he must react at the first time. Of course, there is an essential difference between the two, the former is a signal to kill, and the latter is a signal to save people. Whenever the communicator sounds, it means that someone's life is in danger, and as an ambulance driver, Mo Yan must start the vehicle as soon as possible and rush to the outpatient building to stand by.

Mo Yan immediately sat upright, closed the car door, and then started the car and drove away from the garage quickly.

In front of the outpatient building, the ambulance team had already been prepared, and when they saw Mo Yan, a fat man in the lead pulled the car door, jumped into the passenger seat, and said, "Little Mo, hurry up, Highway 113 ......"

Route 113?

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Rocco, is it a car accident?" ”

This fat man is the chief of Section Luo, he nodded and said: "Car accident, one dead and one injured, it is said that the injured one is also in a severe coma, and he is only hanging in one breath." ”

Mo Yan's heart couldn't help jumping, but there was no expression on his face.

After all the medical staff got into the car, he skillfully stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel, and the white ambulance was like a fish in water, sliding out lightly, and then merging into the rolling traffic outside the hospital.

At this time, it is the rush hour for work, and the traffic is rolling and shuttling back and forth. The ambulance drove away from the hospital, but instead of sounding the alarm, it followed the traffic and drove forward without stopping. In a one-way driving environment, as long as the speed is fast enough and the timing is accurate, there is no need to sound the alarm.

Ambulances weave through traffic, occasionally slowing down, but more often staying in the fast lane. If someone watches from a high altitude, they will find that the trajectory of the car seems to have a rhythm, slowing down, speeding up, overtaking, always at the most appropriate time, even if there is a block in front of it, or when it encounters a curve, it still does not stop, as if it can foresee the road and vehicles ahead, and always make the most appropriate response.

"Xiao Mo, it's a pity that you don't want to be a racing driver, this car is ...... Tsk, there's nothing to say. After the ambulance drove away from the city, Chief Luo couldn't help but praise: "When Lao Lin and Xiao Lu encounter rush hour, they completely rely on the alarm to open the road, and sometimes the louder the alarm, the worse the traffic situation, which is completely counterproductive." Last time Lao Lin went on a mission, he met a few hairy children driving a sports car, guess what, these hairy children don't give way, they just want to race with Lao Lin. You say, are these guys all sick in the brain? We are ambulances, and every minute counts human life...... Specially, when I think of this, I get angry, if there is really a kind of thing, you are racing with police cars and military vehicles! ”

Mo Yan smiled, he didn't pick up the stubble, he drove an ambulance in this city for half a year, what haven't you seen?

Twenty minutes later, the ambulance drove up the second ring road and turned right fifty meters ahead, which is the junction that leads to Highway 113.

Mo Yan hit the turn signal, then raised his foot slightly, slowed down the car, and asked, "By the way, Rocco, how can you personally lead the team today?" ”

Section Chief Luo pointed to his watch and said, "When I set off, it wasn't the time for the morning shift, Lao Hu didn't come, so I had to go into battle in person." Speaking of which, I have a meeting in the morning......"

While he was talking, a terrible siren suddenly sounded behind the car.

Mo Yan tilted his head slightly, and in the rearview mirror, a black off-road police car was clinging to the ambulance, and it was constantly honking its horn rapidly, trying to overtake.

The alarm came suddenly, and Chief Luo was startled.

He looked back and couldn't help but say angrily: "What kind of quality is this Nima, the police car is amazing!" You are arresting people, Lao Tzu is saving people, who is more important? ”

After a slight pause, he said angrily: "Mo Yan, don't let it ...... The world is big, and human lives are the greatest, so we are not used to these policemen. ”

Mo Yan was about to speak, but saw that the right turn signal of the police car was flashing and going out, and persuaded: "Rocco, there is no need to be angry with them." If you look at their turn signals, they are also going to Highway 113. We don't let it now, but we still have to let it go to the front. Everyone is on official business, so there is no need to take it seriously. ”

Highway 113 is actually an abandoned old national highway, not to mention the potholes, and in some places it is even only accessible to bicycles. Although the performance of the ambulance is good, it is impossible to outrun the off-road vehicle in such road conditions. Since you can't run, there's no need to stand in the way.

While Mo Yan spoke, he had already slowed down again to get out of the way, signaling the police car to go first.

The black police car whistled unceremoniously past, then sharply turned to the right, and the whole body drove almost sideways into Highway 113.

Chief Luo was dumbfounded, and muttered, "Nima, you are driving so fiercely, is this going to catch aliens?" ”

The moment he was overtaken, Mo Yan glanced at it.

On the right seat of the police car was an old man with white hair, his face was a little solemn. The driver was a girl, because the speed was too fast, her face was not clear, and she only saw a huge sunglasses and a ponytail slightly raised in the wind......;