Chapter 54: Switching from Bird Guns to Cannons
After opening the trunk, Wang Jue took out a folding bicycle, pulled it to the side of the road, and unfolded the entire bike. Then he reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out a stack of money, stuffing it into my bosom.
It's a bit inexplicable, I don't understand what he means. But he is not flustered, while taking out his notebook and writing and drawing on it, he says to me: "The highway is congested, we can't drive back according to the original plan. This place is close to Wangcheng Airport, you follow the route on the map, ride a bicycle to the airport, the next flight to Xiangcheng takes off an hour later, you use half an hour to ride to the airport, and half an hour to buy tickets and go through security checks. The plane to Xiangcheng only takes 45 minutes, after getting off the plane, you take a taxi directly to the hospital, so you can make it on time."
My eyes lit up with excitement! Wang Ke was indeed impressive. Every time something like this happened, he would come up with a calm and collected plan.
"It's possible that you might run into a problem, the small bottle is **, you put it in your jacket pocket and walk through security. It's best if it doesn't get detected, but if it does, just say it's medicine you're carrying with you, take a sip to show the security personnel." As he spoke, Wang Jue tore off the page of the map he had drawn on his notebook earlier, folded it up and put it in my jacket pocket, then pointed at the road signs and explained the general direction and distance again.
Wang Jue's words I remembered in my heart. Thanked him, checked that the money, ID card, small bottle and map were all on me, got on the little bicycle and rushed to the airport.
Riding a small bicycle over long distances is a painful thing. I usually ride 26 or 28 inch wheels, but Wang Jue's miniature bicycle has only an 18 inch wheel and no gearshift! Heaven knows where he got this treasure from, normally men wouldn't ride such a bike.
Normally, when riding a bike, pedaling once would make the bike move 4-5 meters forward. But with this thing, pedaling once only makes the wheel roll forward 1-2 meters. Plus, after days of exhaustion and lack of sleep, my legs are completely out of strength, and the pain is unbearable. I feel like my legs are getting heavier and slower with each pedal, as if they're filled with lead.
I gritted my teeth, faced the sun, and pedaled desperately forward. Until I was panting, my legs aching so much that I couldn't lift them up anymore, but only half of the journey had been covered. I really wanted to throw away my bike and walk there myself, but looking at the time, the plane would take off in over 40 minutes, so I had no choice but to continue gritting my teeth and pedaling desperately.
Apart from the traffic jam, the road to the airport was surprisingly good. Cars whizzed by one after another, with many being taxis. I had an idea and jumped off my bike, standing on the side of the road and making a gesture to hail a cab.
In less than two minutes, a taxi stopped. Although there were people in the car, because I was also going to the airport, the driver was willing to take me and the passengers had no objection. So I folded up my bicycle and stuffed it into the trunk, got into the taxi and headed for the airport.
The journey was much easier, with the wind blowing outside the window and music playing on the radio. It only took seven or eight minutes to arrive at the airport. Lately, planes have been taking off after security checks, so I bought my ticket and followed Wang Jue's arrangement to pass through security. As I boarded the plane with my medication, I suddenly remembered a phrase: "When the mountains are exhausted and the water is drained, there is no road; when the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, there is another village." I don't know how my sister is doing, but I know we'll definitely get through this disaster! I have confidence in her and myself.
