"How long will it take?" It had only been a few minutes. The young man next to him seemed a little impatient.
"Are you in a hurry?" Wang Yao asked coldly.
"Yes," the young man said.
"Sigh!" The middle-aged man sighed. He didn't know what to do with his son.
"Wait a minute. I'll give you a prescription." Wang Yao gave him a prescription. He told him how to take the medicine and what to pay attention to.
"Be sure to control your emotions. Don't be angry," Wang Yao said while looking at the young man.
"Hey, what do you mean by looking at me like that?" The young man felt that Wang Yao's gaze seemed to be meaningful. He also heard what he said just now, so he stopped.
"Let's go." His father couldn't stand it anymore and pulled him.
"Why are you so arrogant?" The young man's tone was very aggressive. It was as if he wasn't talking to his father, but a servant or an enemy.
"Hey, young man, how can you talk to your father like that?" The doctor next to him couldn't stand it anymore.
"It's none of your business."
"Bastard."
"Let's go, let's go!" The face of the man with heart disease became a little ugly.
"I shouldn't have come if I knew."
Tsk.
With a bang, he slammed the door hard.
"What kind of person is he? How can he talk to his father like that?"
"Yes."
"Young people nowadays!"
"Ah, Dr. Wang, I'm not talking about you."
"It's okay. Continue."
It was just a small episode that didn't affect Wang Yao's mood. However, he felt a little sad for the middle-aged man. It was impossible for him not to be sad and angry when he had such children. It seemed that he had been angry for a long time. Most likely, he was just sulking. It was impossible for people to not be angry in their lives. However, anger had to be vented in time. It was best not to sulk in time. That was the most harmful thing to the body.
The room was full of patients. It didn't take long.
Unknowingly, it was afternoon. The sky was dark.
In a house in Lianshan County.
"How was the visit?"
"It's okay." A middle-aged man sighed.
"You … It's good when you're good, and bad when you're not. What do you mean by nothing?" His wife was a little angry.
The man didn't say anything. He lowered his head and returned to the room.
"I'm talking to you, what's going on?!"
The man was alone in the house, lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling.
He thought of his son's attitude toward him and his wife's attitude toward him this afternoon. He thought of the past half of his life. He couldn't raise his head at home. His wife never gave him a good face, whether at home or outside. His son didn't listen to him. He endured it. He endured it all these years, thinking that it would be worth it if he could see his son get married and start a family smoothly.
But was it really worth it?
Sigh, what's the point of this?
He had been a good-for-nothing for half his life, and he didn't want to be a good-for-nothing anymore.
In the middle of the night, there was a sigh.
"The medicine is ready. Come out and drink it." His wife's impatient voice came from outside.
She waited for a while, but didn't hear anything.
"What's wrong? You still have a temper, don't you?"
She tried it and found that the bedroom door was locked from the inside.
On the bed in the bedroom, the man stared at the ceiling. His vision was a little blurry.
It was as if he could see himself when he was young, and he could see his parents who had passed away with him.
"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry. Your son is useless!"
"What are you doing inside? Open the door!" The woman waited until 10 o 'clock at night and found that her husband hadn't opened the door. This had never happened before.
"You've given me face, haven't you?"
"OK, you can stay inside."
There was more than one bedroom. The woman went to sleep in another one.
The next morning, she woke up and found that the door of the other bedroom was still locked from the inside.
"Humph, forget it if you don't want to get up."
The woman carefully dressed up and went out.
She usually didn't cook breakfast. All these years, her husband had cooked three meals a day. Since no one cooked, she went out to eat.
"As long as you have money, you can eat anything." This was a sentence she often said to her husband.
She earned more money than her husband, and a lot more. Therefore, she had the final say in the family. Whether at home or outside, she didn't give her husband any face at all, even in front of her in-laws. In this family, the woman was in charge of the outside, and the man was in charge of the house. In her opinion, this was the way it should be.
"Are you going out?"
"Yes."
"You're so beautiful today."
"Is that so? Thank you."
She was a completely different person when she was outside and when she was at home. To outsiders and neighbors, she always greeted them with a smile. At home, she rarely smiled to her husband. Just like last night, when she brewed medicine for her husband, it was a sudden idea that she rarely encountered. It was precisely because of this that she was very dissatisfied with her husband's performance last night.
She went to a nearby restaurant. After breakfast, she didn't go home. Instead, she went to a friend's house to play mahjong. Yes, mahjong.
Now, she was living a very comfortable life in this small county just by collecting rent every year. She relied on demolition and compensation to start and make a fortune. After accumulating capital, she invested in the stock market and accumulated capital. It was hard to imagine that such a woman had an extraordinary sense of smell in the stock market. Or, it could be said that she was blessed by the stock market. In more than a year, she made money that others might not make in a lifetime. Then, she could enjoy life to her heart's content.
"Is your husband getting better?"
"He's still the same. He's half dead. Last night, he got angry and locked himself in the room."
"Actually, your husband's life is not easy. You should treat him better."
"Am I not good to him? He eats my food and drinks with me."
"Doesn't Mr. Zhao have his own job?"
"What can he do with his little salary?"
"OK, OK, let's not talk about this. Let's play mahjong."
After a few rounds of mahjong, it was lunchtime unknowingly.
"Let's go out to eat together."
"No, let's go home."
The woman returned home and found that there was no cooking. The bedroom door was still locked.
"How long are you going to be stubborn?!" She raised her leg and kicked the door.
There was still no response.
Humph!
She went out to eat by herself.
She ordered a few dishes at the restaurant. Halfway through the meal, her face suddenly changed. She put down her chopsticks and hurriedly ran out.
"Hey, you haven't paid yet!"
She threw a few bills and ran home. She rummaged through the cabinets to find the key to the bedroom, but she couldn't find it. She was a little panicked. Her head was full of sweat.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Her son hurried home because he had received a call from his mother. He had never heard such a panicked voice.
"Your dad, your dad …"
"What's wrong with him?"
"He locked himself in the room!"
"So what? Let him be! "
"Hurry up and find a way to open the door. He's been in there for more than a day!"
The young man also realized something and was about to break the door.
The door was a solid wooden door. Since he had money, he naturally had to change it to a better one.
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