Chapter 7: Wang Changqing is angry

"Dr. Zhao, I think I can still save it. "

Chen Yu was a little uncomfortable being stared at by everyone, shook his head helplessly, spread his hands, and said with a smile.

This sentence woke up everyone who was stunned. They all looked at Chen Yu with complexity.

Zhao Feng looked at Chen Yu, who was still in the mood to laugh, and his face became even darker.

Silently walked behind him, in a small space surrounded by a transparent glass cabinet.

Leaning down, he took out a small vial of medicine from the glass case.

Because the distance was too far, Chen Yu couldn't read the words written on it.

Zhao Feng didn't procrastinate, opened the bottle cap, shook out two pills, took a cup of boiling water with a paper cup, and walked back.

Now I think I'm young, I don't treat my body as a body, and when I'm old, you'll cry!"

Zhao Feng stuffed the medicine into Chen Yu's hand, then returned to the table surrounded by a glass cabinet and took out two bottles of glucose solution.

Chen Yu, who was waiting for the water to be cold, grinned when he saw it.

She hates infusions the most.

What a waste of time.

But looking at Zhao Feng's tightly pursed lips, he didn't dare to say anything without infusion.

"Second Aunt Wang, Aunt Lan, you go back first, I think I'll definitely have an infusion later. "

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he threw the medicine in his hand into his mouth, and sent a mouthful of water into his stomach.

After drinking it, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Damn, it's burning me!

"Okay. Then we'll see you later. "

Aunt Wang gently patted the back of Chen Yu's hand, got up, walked in front of Zhao Feng, bowed her head and said a few words to Zhao Feng, and then left with confidence.

In the town, in the village, not compared to the city, almost all of them know each other, and if you count up several generations, it is very likely that they are still related to each other.

Therefore, the child has been in a free-range state since he was a child, and he is never afraid of losing it.

Not to mention, Chen Yu is 17 years old and will be an adult next year.

"Go inside and find yourself a bed to lie down. "

Zhao Feng was obviously annoyed by Chen Yu's indifferent attitude, and his speech became concise.

Chen Yu's personality was originally light, and when he saw that Zhao Feng didn't want to pay attention to himself, he didn't speak, pursed his slightly pale lips, covered his stomach, and entered the inner room.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the inner room, the people in the inner room all looked over and stared at Chen Yu directly.

It turned out that the inner room was a large room, with more than a dozen single beds, and in front of each bed there was an iron frame, and at the top of the iron frame, there were three or four branches.

It is used to hang a drip bottle.

Of the dozen or so beds, only three were occupied, and the others were empty.

Looking at the positions of the empty beds, Chen Yu silently walked to the bed on the very edge, made it, lowered his head, and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Zhao Feng came in with something.

Chen Yu didn't speak, lowered his head, and followed Zhao Feng to infuse himself.

It was only after the needle pierced the blood vessels that he reacted and looked up at Zhao Feng.

"You pick up your clothes, I'll rub some medicine and wine for you, you girl!

Zhao Feng said as he put down the cloth on a rope in front of the bed, covering the figures of the two.

"Chen Zong, you kneel down for Lao Tzu!"

At the door of Chen's house, everything is not so harmonious.

Wang Changqing glared angrily, looking directly at Chen Zong with a gloomy face.

"Uncle Wang, you're afraid it's not right, my family Chen Zong just said, it was Chen Yu's little girl, who kicked Chen Zong first, and Chen Zong fought back, and now it's a legal society, how can you make Chen Zong kneel? Isn't this an insult?"

Zhou Lili was the first to sit still, choked Wang Changqing, said, and raised her head arrogantly.

Wang Changqing looked at this vulgarly dressed woman, and his face turned a little blue.

"Chen Zong, if you don't want to come back, you will die for me, and you don't have to come back in this life. Forget it if you marry some indiscriminate women, and now when I talk to you, she dares to come and question me. Do you have a little bit of a heart for my uncle? Do you have a little bit of guilt for your daughter who was left at home because you lost her mother? Do you feel a little guilty about your mother lying in a coffin?"

"I,"

Chen Zong also knew that this Wang Changqing was really angry.

Thinking of the reason for coming back this time, I don't pretend to be dumb and want to explain.

"What are you, don't explain, you really don't know about me? You haven't come back, really I don't know? Didn't you want to give you a step before, if you admit your mistake, I won't say anything, but you, amazing! Dare to lie, dare to do it? That's how your mother taught you?"

Wang Changqing was angry, coupled with the fact that he was older than Chen Zong, and he was also Chen Zongqin's uncle, so he had a bit of hatred in his words!

I also can't figure out why this Chen Zong, who was in the top few places in the town before, why Boss Chen has degenerated into what he is now!

"Uncle Wang, don't talk about robbing me!"

Chen Zongdu was dying.

This Wang Changqing doesn't look at his age, he speaks like a machine gun, and he doesn't stay for time to let Chen Zong say it.

Wang Changqing gave Chen Zong a roll of his eyes.

The dissatisfaction in my heart became more and more serious.

"Don't say it! Tomorrow, send your wife to the mountain for me to be buried, if you have anything to say, wait until Xiaoyu comes back!"

After Wang Changqing finished speaking, he took the two cloth shoes that Wang Chenglin picked up at some point, put them on his feet, and went towards his house.

Just now, Aunt Wang said when she came back that Chen Yu was on an infusion, and it is estimated that it will be midnight when she comes back tonight.

Wang Changqing was not in the mood to wrestle with Chen Zong in the middle of the night.

"Humph!"

After seeing Wang Changqing leave, Chen Zong snorted viciously, and took Zhou Lili back to the hotel on Xinjie, not caring about the messy home.

Looking at Chen Zong, who was leaving, everyone's faces had a touch of disgust and a little contempt.

His mother was lying in the coffin, and he could go back to sleep and eat.

It's really amazing.

On the side, Chen Qi, who had not spoken, looked down at Xiaoyu's coat in his hand, with a relieved smile on his face.

After that, he put his clothes on the table in the living room.

He returned to the mourning hall and knelt down.

looked at the coffin with straight eyes, but the corners of his mouth were uncontrollably sneered, with a touch of sympathy in his eyes.

"Whew!"

Chen Yu has been lying on the bed for a full three hours since he came to the present!

The second bottle of drip is lost to the end.

Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, she still wanted to rush home to see the excitement.

"Doctor Zhao, Doctor Zhao. "

Chen Yu called Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng, who heard the voice, walked in.

Only this time I didn't come in empty-handed like last time, but walked in with two bottles of drip.

One bottle is big, and the other bottle is small.

Looking at the two bottles of drips, Chen Yu's face instantly darkened.

"Don't look at me like that, who told you not to take good care of your body? Look at the blood vessels in your hands, you can't find the thin ones, I give you an infusion, I only dare to get you the smallest drop, so the infusion is slow, and you haven't had an infusion? I don't know if the infusion is four bottles? You, just lie down slowly!"

Zhao Feng couldn't help but smile when he saw Chen Yu with a black face.

Well, it's schadenfreude.