Countless strings of copper coins fell from the sky, do you think this thing is interesting?

Skewers, do you understand?

It's not a few copper plates that are fooling you.

A string of money, theoretically 1,000 copper plates, how to calculate it in the Southern Song Dynasty...... Zhao Xiaolei won't pursue it - he can't pursue it.

But, who are you going to do with this car money to smash me?

In modern times, he paid much attention to this banknote car, what time it was, and where the car went, he calculated.

But for various reasons, it didn't follow through very well.

But when you talk about the Great Song Dynasty, suddenly a money cart arrives in front of you, and it also throws that pile of money directly on you, this thing......

I'll just ask you if you have any ideas!

Really, who will be stoned to death with money?

Anyway, Zhao Xiaolei is a little uneasy......

Who wouldn't be able to slander people? What's more, it's the owner of the money and cart who is slandering!

It's easy to characterize this accident, right?

Let's not talk about what it was, let's just say the essence of the accident that he collapsed on the shoe stall - even if a pile of cow dung smashed on Zhao Xiaolei, should there be some compensation?

Zhao Xiaolei's idea at that time was very simple: adjust monitoring, survey and assess damage, and share responsibilities!

There is no ambiguity in this!

I didn't recruit anyone and didn't provoke anyone walking on the road, and suddenly an accident vehicle came, and I hit myself directly, and the most annoying thing is that I ...... after the collision Or a bunch of money strings to hold themselves down!

If it was really cow dung, Zhao Xiaolei might have endured it!

Call 122? Zhao Xiaolei took out his mobile phone! But there is no signal, nonsense, even if there is a signal, there is no service......

Saying that, this fat man is a righteous man, and immediately squatted in front of Zhao Xiaolei, who was half-sitting, and said with concern: "This little brother, is it damaged?"

Zhao Xiaolei even hummed and chirped, saying hey, no, we have to go to the hospital......

The fat man said suspiciously: "Little friend, what is a hospital?"

Zhao Xiaolei said with a sad face: "Ouch, but it cost me my life...... I can't do it, I mean ...... Hospital?"

The classic section of the 21st century, Zhao Xiaolei caught up, this is a genuine porcelain. Belch...... This is not touching porcelain, it is really hitting people's homes!

It's going to cost some money.

Zhao Xiaolei is short of money, and the fortune teller just said that there is a small wealth in the northeast.

Isn't this little rich coming!

The fat man panicked when he went out, and hurriedly said, "Xiaoyou hurts your muscles and bones?"

Zhao Xiaolei: That's an educated person!

What kind of education? That's what we have in modern times -- touching porcelain and slandering people, "bad guys are old" theme education!

So Zhao Xiaolei said at the time: "Let's go to the hospital to shoot a film first, shall I'm sure I'm ......."

The fat man said anxiously: "Wait a while, make a film, what does this mean, little brother?"

Zhao Xiaolei was angry and shouted: "You knocked me like this, I now feel like my ribs are broken!"

The fat man naturally whispered: "Okay, good, there is a medical hall not far ahead, let's go for diagnosis and treatment, and the cost of soup and medicine naturally don't have to worry about Xiaoyou!"

Ay...... That's right, that's the routine!

Presumably, when the medical hall saw the bitter master and the owner, the lion must open his mouth widely, and it would be okay to get a few taels of silver.

Zhao Xiaolei was supported by a few guys, and rubbed to the door of the medical hall where the "bruises" were hung, and the fat man was busy explaining the reason, so Zhao Xiaolei lay on the bed of the "medical hall".

……

The doctor understood the situation, touched and pinched, asked Zhao Xiaolei how he felt, and said to the fat man: "What's wrong with this son?"

The fat man said: "Hey, the right person is frightened, and I am afraid that there will be some bruises, and I hope that Mr. will break his pulse ......."

The doctor looked puzzled and said, "This son is fine, and there is no bruise?"

The fat man nodded and said, "Ouch, that'...... So good, very good!"

"What are you good at?" Zhao Xiaolei quit!

"Hey...... I can't do it with this waist!"

"Ouch...... Look at my legs, I can't lift them......"

Zhao Xiaolei was pretentious, but the doctor who beat him was righteous and strict, and after diagnosis and treatment, he said: "This minister is fine, his words are deceitful, I am afraid that he will be disturbed, and there is no need to be nervous." ”

The fat man thanked him and asked, "How much is the diagnosis?"

But seeing the bruising doctor, he smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, let's go!"

Zhao Xiaolei listened, what is it? This is all right for you?

If you want to say that you, a bone-busting doctor, can't make money by opening a store every day?

Can't you see what's going on with me, I'm pretending?