The warmth of the family made Luo Zhaoyang drunk this night, but he was still drunk, and he didn't even remember what he said and did that night.

The morning light shone loudly, warming everything in the world, and also warming Luo Zhaoyang's heart, when he slowly woke up from his deep sleep, headache, dry mouth and tongue and all the side effects of drunkenness all came up at once.

Luo Zhaoyang propped up his heavy body, he shook his head, as if he wanted to shake back all the things of last night, he only remembered that he had poured Wang Jianhui down, and he seemed to have been killed by Liu Anguo again, and the memory that seemed to be broken was shaken back little by little.

"This time, there will be no next time." Luo Zhaoyang patted his head, although wine is a good thing, but like last night, he felt that it was better to forget it, and he could avoid it, after all, his body was not consumed by this alcohol, otherwise he would be sorry for his grandfather's good intentions in those years.

Luo Zhaoyang stretched his waist, so he didn't get up, he knew in his heart that this was in someone else's house, he was better than at home, and the most important thing was that he remembered Wang Lao's illness, remembered that he only cared about drinking last night, and forgot to give Wang Lao an acupuncture.

When Luo Zhaoyang rushed out of the house and was about to go over to find Wang Lao, he found that Wang Lao, who was carrying himself on his back, was in the middle of the courtyard at the moment, playing his Tai Chi very casually.

"Up?" Wang Lao played Tai Chi and asked without looking back, Luo Zhaoyang looked around, except for himself, there was no one else, for Wang Lao to find himself like this, the only thing he could explain was that his steps were heavy.

"Hmm, Mr. Wang, why are you so early, you don't feel any discomfort, if you don't feel well, you'd better take a break." Luo Zhaoyang walked over and asked worriedly, yesterday's medicine had not been applied yet, could he take an acupuncture to suppress Mr. Wang's condition.

"Let's put it this way, I made you rush to rejoice yesterday, and I suddenly feel much better about this illness." Old Mr. Wang laughed, and he slowly turned around and said to Luo Zhaoyang after closing the momentum.

Let Mr. Wang say this, he was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect that even this Mr. Wang had learned to joke, although Mr. Wang made jokes about himself and Liu Ruxin, but he felt happy, after all, his relationship with Liu Ruxin was approved by his parents.

"That's good, I'll give you a pulse image so that I can arrange today's treatment." Luo Zhaoyang helped Mr. Wang, slowly walked to the edge of the stone bench, and then gave Mr. Wang a pulse portrait, when he was joking, he was so professional at the moment that people felt a serious expression, so that Mr. Wang had to cooperate.

After the examination, Luo Zhaoyang said while holding the device: "Now the condition has been controlled, because yesterday's external application was not done, so your recovery is still a little slow, if you want to make your illness better, then I must make up for the medicine that was missing yesterday, only the internal and external cooperation can have the best effect, so the missing course of treatment must be made up." ”

"You arrange this, as long as it doesn't affect my military exercise this time, I can do whatever you want?" Wang Lao's topic returned to his work, although he got up in the morning to do Tai Chi, but he didn't want Luo Zhaoyang to misunderstand that he had put down his work and was in a state of recuperation.

"Why are you soldiers like this, even if you are standing guard every day, the world is not the same as peaceful, why are you so persistent?" Luo Zhaoyang said that in his opinion, there is no need to damage this body for a long-term plan like theirs, after all, the body is the capital of the revolution, and without the body, there will be no hero, let alone stability and prosperity.

"You always have your crooked theories, go, I still have some time in the morning, and I'm going back to the army in the afternoon, at this time, you can take a good look at it and see if you can help me apply medicine and acupuncture at home, or follow me back to the army and continue treatment?" Wang Lao asked Luo Zhaoyang's opinion, and as soon as he finished speaking, he began to walk towards his study again, because he still had a lot of documents to review.

"Okay, I'll go out and get you medicine right now, and I'll get you back to the army again, so that you won't feel uncomfortable." Luo Zhaoyang said with a smile, he didn't know that since he and Wang Meixin had that kind of thing, he found that his physiological needs suddenly became stronger, and even the words he said made him have an inexplicable misunderstanding.

"You're out again? Aren't you afraid to be like yesterday again? Wang Lao was worried, he thought it was better to let the guards go and get it directly, so he immediately asked.

"Zhao Weiming has been arrested, Deng Jun has also been arrested, the biggest thing on this street is gone, who else will come to trouble me?" Luo Zhaoyang looked confident, and he didn't have any worries.

"Still no, I'll let the two guards go with you, and I'll help you order a set of silver needles for you, and I'll let the guards get it back, and I don't know what to send to you, so I think this kind of thing is more practical for you." Mr. Wang said with a smile, he has always wanted to thank Luo Zhaoyang, but he has never thought of good things, and when he remembered that Luo Zhaoyang gave him an acupuncture two days ago, he saw that Luo Zhaoyang's bun with silver needles was a little worn, and it should have a little age, it was this kind of reminder that made him decide to send a set of exquisite silver needles to Luo Zhaoyang, hoping that he could cure more people and cure more diseases in the future.

Luo Zhaoyang listened to Mr. Wang's words, and there was no part to refuse, after all, this silver needle had been made, he didn't need it, and he didn't necessarily know that this pack of silver needles would be useful to Mr. Wang, so he also gladly accepted such a generous gift from Mr. Wang.

The master who made the silver needle was in the Eastern District, which was ruled by Zhao Weiduo before, and when the car just drove into the boundary of the Eastern District, everything was replaced by the word calm, which was very different from the prosperous scene in the past.

Luo Zhaoyang has only passed half a month since the last time, but after these fifteen days, he found that the streets have become a lot deserted, valet parking seems to have become a kind of past, after the last clean-up operation, there are no more people doing leather and meat business on the street corners, and there are very few special people with dyed hair, and the old ladies and grandfathers who originally played healthy mahjong have also put away the tables, purified the social atmosphere, and hung up the slogans of creating a harmonious society.

Luo Zhaoyang took the medicine and received the silver needle, he once again returned to the street he had fought for last time, I don't know if it was the reason why he came too early, most of the clothing stores have not yet opened for business, standing in front of the clothing store that had clashed with Zhao Lina, the store transfer in red and black is particularly eye-catching.

And just when Luo Zhaoyang was sighing, a figure suddenly rushed over from behind, but before the figure approached Luo Zhaoyang, her whole person was picked up by the two guards behind him.

"Luo Zhaoyang, you bastard, don't let me see you again, or I'll beat you up once I see you." Although Zhao Lina was held like this by two guards, it did not affect her loud scolding.

"So it's you?" Luo Zhaoyang looked at Zhao Lina, he seemed a little surprised, although he was revisiting the old place, but meeting her again was not what he wanted to see.

Looking at Zhao Lina's eyes like she was about to kill herself, he couldn't understand why Zhao Weiming wanted him to chase such a woman, and facing her expression at the moment, Luo Zhaoyang suddenly realized that she was a little pitiful.

"What's wrong with me, are you going to arrest me again, and then lock me up for ten days or eight days? I've just come out anyway, I'm not afraid. Zhao Lina raised her head slightly, looked at the guards on both sides of her, and said unconvinced.

"Although you mean to offend me, for your brother's sake, I won't bother with you today, but I remind you that if you continue like this, you will die on the street sooner or later, don't let your brother take money and say that I will help you collect your body." Luo Zhaoyang looked at Zhao Lina, who was still younger, and his love flooded again.

Looking at Zhao Lina, who is a little down now, he knows that if there is no Zhao Weiming in front of her to block her, she is very likely to be more sad than others in the future.

"Have you seen my brother? How is my brother? Zhao Lina became excited, on the second day of the purge, she was also locked up, in view of her file and she usually did not commit anything too big, the police station only gave him a punishment of disturbing the peace and detaining him for fifteen days.

Originally, he thought that someone would take money to bail him out, but she found that in the absence of her brother, those who had said that they would be loyal to their brothers and sisters suddenly did not know where to go, and she experienced what it means to be unaccompanied in the detention center, and Zhao Weiming's position in her heart was even more important.

She was only released early this morning, and she didn't know at all when she went to Luo Zhaoyang to meet Zhao Weiming and Zhao Weiming sent the news about giving Zhao Weiming one billion to the rivers and lakes.

"I just regret seeing him, the next time you see him, you tell him, I will settle the account with him sooner or later." After Luo Zhaoyang finished speaking, he waved his hand at the guard, showing that he let go of Zhao Lina, he didn't want to waste too much time with her here now, and he had to go back to help Wang Lao apply the medicine.

Listening to Luo Zhaoyang's words, Zhao Lina stopped struggling, her eyes began to become docile, and with his docility, her eyes poured out tears like the reservoir that opened the floodgates at the same time, as if she had been greatly wronged and treated very unfairly.