Hearing Zhou Xing's words, which were both true and false, Du Mingyi's father and son felt a chill in their hearts. Du Xingkang hurriedly nodded and expressed his determination: "Mr. Zhou, don't worry, I will never scream, I will definitely hold back." ”

Hearing the words lifelong disability, Du Xingkang had long forgotten that this leg was broken by Zhou Xing, and at this moment Du Xingkang had only one thought in his mind, that is, when he was treated, no matter how painful it was, he would not scream when he died.

Du Mingyi hurriedly said to Zhou Xing: "Mr. Zhou, please wait, I'll go outside and get a clean towel for my son to bite." After speaking, Du Mingyi quickly ran out of the room.

After a while, Du Mingyi ran in panting with a towel, walked directly to Du Xingkang's bed, and said, "Xingkang, if you can't help it, I'll bite this towel later, you know?" Don't scream, even if it hurts, you have to hold back for me, do you hear? ”

Du Xingkang nodded and said, "Dad, I know everything, I know what to do without you saying it." Dad, don't worry, even if it hurts as much as cutting flesh and scraping bones, I will endure it. ”

Listening to the conversation between Du Xingkang and his son, Zhou Xing was secretly happy in his heart: "Hmph, if it weren't for your father and son who provoked the handsome guy, I wouldn't have treated me like this." ”

"Young Master Du, since you're ready, then I'll start." Zhou Xing said and took the needle to make a posture to be pricked.

When Du Xingkang saw the dazzling burst in Zhou Xing's hand, it was as if he saw Hessesen's muzzle aimed at him, and his heart pulled out the cold.

"Let's go!" Du Xingkang stammered. Du Mingyi also stood aside and looked at his son lovingly.

Zhou Xing no longer talked nonsense with Du Xingkang and their father and son, and went straight to the needle. After the first needle, Du Xingkang only felt as if his leg had been bitten by ants, and there was no pain.

The second and third injections are still the same as the first injection, and there is no pain. Du Xingkang saw that Zhou Xing applied three injections in a row, but it was just like an ant bite, and it didn't hurt much at all. Du Xingkang thought in his heart that some of the pain in Zhou Xing's mouth was like this, and when he thought about it like this, Du Xingkang's nervous expression suddenly relaxed.

Zhou Xing saw Du Xingkang's expression in his eyes, and when he saw Du Xingkang's relaxed face, he was overjoyed: "Grandma, Lao Tzu told you to look relaxed, and I will ask you to cry in pain and call your mother later." ”

Seeing Du Xingkang's face change from nervous to relaxed, Zhou Xing's mind suddenly remembered a story that the teacher told them when he was in elementary school, which was very familiar with Du Xingkang's current performance, and it was similar.

The story goes like this: It is said that there was a rich man who had a son who was old enough to study, so he hired a gentleman to teach his son. The gentleman taught the rich man's son the word "one" on the first day, and the rich man's son felt very simple. The next day, the rich man taught the rich man's son how to learn the word "two", and after the husband left, the rich man's son went to the rich man's house and told the rich man that it was not difficult to read and write at all. So the rich man asked his son what he had learned in two days of study.

The rich man's son happily said that he had learned the words "one and two", and said that the "three" character that Mr. Tomorrow taught him must be three horizontal. The rich man, who was illiterate, was overjoyed to hear that his son was so wise.

The next day, the gentleman taught the rich man's son to learn the word "three", and the word "three" was indeed three horizontals as the rich man's son said. Seeing this, the rich man's son suggested to the rich man not to ask Mr. Jiaoshu, because the rich man's son thought that by analogy, the word "four" was four horizontal, and the word "five" was five horizontal.

The rich man was originally an iron rooster, and it cost money to ask Mr. Teach, but now when he saw that his son was so smart, he immediately agreed to his son's request and dismissed Mr. Teach.

On this day, the rich man celebrated his fortieth birthday, and suddenly remembered the teacher who taught my own son for three days, the so-called one day as a teacher, and a lifetime as a father. So, the rich man decided to give the teacher an invitation as well.

The rich man's son volunteered to write this invitation to the teacher, and the rich man agreed. But when the rich man's son knew the name of the teacher, the rich man's son was dumbfounded, because the name of the teacher was Wan Baiqian.

According to the rich man's son's thinking, just one "10,000" character will be written 10,000 horizontal. At first, the rich man's son wrote one stroke at a time, and it took him half an hour to write less than a thousand crosses, and the rich man's son felt that this was not good. So the rich man's son found a comb and dipped it in ink, and scratched it on the paper, writing one after another.

It took the rich man's son eight or nine hours and more than twenty pieces of paper to finish writing the name.

Now that Du Xingkang saw that Zhou Xing's first three needles were different, he thought that the next needle would not hurt, which was not the same self-righteousness as the rich man's son.

"Ahh It hurts to death......" Du Xingkang suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain in his leg, and screamed, but as soon as he shouted, he remembered what Zhou Xing had said to him, and immediately covered his mouth with his hand, his teeth were clenched, his brows were deeply locked, and the painful expression on his face was self-evident.

When Du Mingyi heard his son's shout, he almost had a heart attack, and he was afraid that his son's shouting would affect the direction of Zhou Xing's needle and prick it wrong, so that his son Du Mingyi would be disabled for life.

Du Mingyi wanted to open his mouth to ask Zhou Xing if he had been affected by the wrong needle, but as soon as he thought of what Zhou Xing had said, Du Mingyi swallowed the words that came to his mouth again, and stood on the side anxiously.

Du Xingkang's face was pale in pain, and the hair on his sideburns was wet. Du Xingkang weakly stuffed the towel that was placed aside into his mouth, in case he screamed the next time he was in pain.

The next few stitches didn't hurt, but just when Du Xingkang's vigilance was relaxed, another burst of heart-piercing pain came, but fortunately Du Xingkang was prepared, and he bit the towel in his mouth and didn't scream.

Du Xingkang bit the towel vigorously and exerted all the strength to feed, in order to alleviate the pain in his feet.

Half an hour later, Zhou Xing finally finished the last injection. At this time, Du Xingkang was already as white as a blank sheet of paper, looking like he was about to die.

Zhou Xing pretended to rub his eyes with his hands, and then stood up. Du Mingyi wanted to immediately ask how his son was? But when he saw Zhou Xing standing up, he said to Zhou Xing with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, thank you for your hard work." ”

Zhou Xing shook his hand and said, "It's not hard, it's not hard, it's just that your eyes are a little tired, and you'll be fine after resting." In fact, Zhou Xing's eyes were fine at all, just by saying this, he could show that he was concentrating in the process of treatment, and he didn't dare to be careless.

After Du Mingyi greeted Zhou Xing, he immediately walked up to Du Xingkang and asked with concern, "Xingkang, how are you?" You okay? ”

Du Xingkang shook his head weakly and said weakly: "Dad, I'm fine, I'm just tired." "It's no wonder that even if Du Xingkang is a good man in Liangshan, he will be exhausted by the pain several times within half an hour, and he looks like he is about to go to see the king of Hades.

"Boss Du, your father and son talk slowly, I'll go first." Zhou Xing said.

"Mr. Zhou, I'll drive you!" As he spoke, he stood up and said to Du Xingkang: "Xingkang, you can rest for a while." Dad drove to see Mr. Zhou off and came back soon. ”

Since someone is willing to drive him, Zhou Xing is also happy to do so, and said: "Since this is the case, then it will trouble Boss Du." ”

"No trouble, no trouble." Du Mingyi said with a smile on his face. There is no way, who is called Du Mingyi's son's leg still needs Zhou Xing, as the so-called demand for others, you must be inferior.