822 The rules of your uncle are the way in the rivers and lakes!
In a 24-hour private clinic near Guilin Road, Huo Zhongxian sat on a dirty operating bed smoking a cigarette, holding his clothes in one hand and folding them into a large stack and pressing them on his face, waiting for the old doctor he had known for many years to prepare for his stitches.
An old man with reading glasses and a lunch box walked in from the back room, and then reached out to Huo Zhongxian's hand, and then took a serious look at the wound on Huo Zhongxian's face, and said, "Who the fuck are you fucking with?" It's been so many years! β
Huo Zhongxian grinned, but because of the wound, his smile was a little ugly, and he said a little reluctantly: "How long has it been since I fought here, trouble you, old grandson?" β
Lao Sun Tou is a barefoot doctor in the early years, and then I don't know what the reason is to live in Guilin Road, at first nothing to help people see hysteria, the whole home remedies, and then slowly save some money and then build a small bungalow here on the flat ground, and then with the old Sun Tou will also treat bruises, plus the people nearby belong to the Chaoyang District within the living standard is very low, so they are willing to go to the old grandson to see a doctor cheaply, after so many years, the old grandson is also a famous doctorβ¦
And Huo Zhongxian's gang of boys have been playing around here since they were children, and they didn't have much money at that time, and the old grandson also took a fancy to these boys, so after so many years, Huo Zhongxian would come over and let the old grandson deal with it if he had something to do with his brothers!
Today, the old grandson was ready to lie down early, but Huo Zhongxian came over and got up...
The old grandson was a little worried after examining Huo Zhongxian's wound, because the opening on Huo Zhongxian's face was too deep! And some contaminants can obviously be seen on the wound, it should be that the thing that hurt him is not clean!
"Sages, don't go to the big hospital, the wound on your face will be disfigured if you get stitched up!" Lao Sun said bluntly!
"Disfigured? Can it be disfigured if it is sewn? Huo Zhongxian was stunned for a moment and asked, maybe Huo Zhongxian's ideology didn't know what disfigurement meant, maybe he thought it was a bad threat to life!
The old grandson looked at the ignorant eyes of the fire sages, and said helplessly, "Your wound has to be sutured with a special flesh thread, I have a big black thread, you hurry up and go to the hospital!" Otherwise, the daughter-in-law won't be able to talk about it in the future, who will take care of you with such a big scar on your face? β
"Ahh What's going on? Didn't you have a little barren scar or come out to play? You will fix the old lamp, grind and chirp, and give you money this time! Huo Zhongxian really didn't take the disfigurement of his face seriously, so after saying a word with a smile, he took his handbag from his brother, took out a wad of nearly a thousand yuan in cash and handed it directly to the old grandson.
Huo Zhongxian didn't mean anything else, it was that the old grandson had taken care of their buddies for so many years, and now that he was getting better, don't work in vain to honor the old man!
Seeing Huo Zhongxian say this, the old grandson pursed his lips and said, "Which big brother who really dances horses and spears can have a whole body of scars, just you young people who don't know the height of the sky, aren't you afraid of disfigurement?" The old grandson asked without even looking at the cash.
"Oh guys, let's do it!" As he spoke, Huo Zhongxian directly lay down and closed his eyes...
"This cub is more tiger than his mother Qiu Gang and Qiu Hu's brothers, otherwise why are you a big brother!" After saying a word with a smile, the old grandson began to open the aluminum lunch box in his hand, and began to take out his treasured local anesthetic medicine and prepare to stitch it up for Huo Zhongxian!
After about forty minutes, the old grandson carefully disinfected the wounds on Huo Zhongxian's face and put them together, and then tried his best to disassemble and thin the surgical sutures before he began to stitch them up seriously!
In the middle of the night, Huo Zhongxian's heart was quite big and fell asleep directly, and the two little brothers he brought also went back to sleep early, and after the old grandson's head was stitched up, the tired old eyes sighed dizzily and whispered to Huo Zhongxian, "You are stepping on a horse, you are as heartless as when you were a child, and you can sleep, you are Guan Erye, you?" The old grandson smiled as if he was praising it, and after saying a word, he reached out and pulled the head of the fire sages, but this time the old sun felt that the head of the fire sages was hot!
"Oh? Got a fever? Come, sages! The old grandson shouted anxiously!
"I'm tired of Uncle Sun, I'll lie down!" Huo Zhongxian opened his eyes slightly and said weakly, then closed his eyes and continued to fall asleep!
"Is this a fucking anesthetic allergy or what? Oh! Lao Sun didn't know what was wrong, so he immediately took off his white coat and covered Huo Zhongxian's body, then turned off the lights and locked the door and took Huo Zhongxian to the hospital...
Just when Lao Sun Tou was about to lock the door, two cars, a Jetta and a Xiali, drove quickly towards his clinic...
Pei Zhuang, who bandaged his head indiscriminately in the car, now sees several shadows of everything, and has been disgusting and wants to vomit...
This is obviously the phenomenon of concussion sequelae, Qinghong saw that Pei Zhuang was so uncomfortable, so he said with concern, "Don't get out of the car, I'll do it for you in a while, you rest for a while, I'll take you back to the hospital!" β
"Hmm... I have to break all his hands and claws! Pei Zhuang said with his head shaking.
A few minutes later, the two cars stopped at the door of the old grandson, at this time the old grandson had just closed the door and had not yet locked, and when he saw two cars stopped outside, he immediately added a little speed to the lock with a "quack" sound!
Then the old grandson turned around with a sense of crisis and prepared to walk out of the clinic room in front of him, and went to lock the back door quickly from the inside! But before the old grandson could take two steps, he heard someone slapping frantically on the door behind him!
Outside the clinic, Qinghong walked down with two or seven or eight people, and then stepped forward and reached out and began to knock on the door...
The door made of iron railings was smashed by these people...
"Old man, open the door!"
"Hurry up Cao Nima's!"
"Fire sages, come out, come..."
"You're scared?"
"Fire sages, grass and mud horses come out!"
The brothers brought by Qinghong and Pei Zhuang were shouting and scolding while kicking the door...
The old grandson walked out of the room quickly without looking back, and then completely locked the fire sages in the house, and he walked out of his back room quickly, and before going out, the old grandson still looked at his bed with a strange look!
Wearing a white hurdle vest, big shorts, and slippers, the old grandson walked out, and looked at these people and immediately understood that this was to find the fire sages, so after thinking for a while, the old grandson opened his mouth and shouted angrily, "What the?" β
This voice made Qinghong and the others stunned for a moment, and their ears were "buzzing"...
"Old barren lamp, who are you shouting to? Roll the calf..."The little brother glanced at the old grandson of the old dragon clock, scolded unceremoniously, and then continued to raise his foot and kick towards the iron fence door, he still didn't recognize this person as the old man they had just seen through the glass door......
When the old grandson saw these young people like this, he pouted his lips with a smile and shouted, "Hey, hey...... It is said that there is a way in the rivers and lakes, the rules are round, you can't enter the official door in life, and you don't understand the truth that you can't enter the medical door in death, what kind of bastard are you still messing with? What about a barren society? β
Lao Sun Tou originally spoke in a straight and round manner, and he was very confident, so after these words came out, he actually felt a little ashamed of Qinghong and the brothers around him.
Qinghong couldn't help but glance at the old grandson, and before he could speak, the brothers next to him opened their mouths and shouted, "What the are you beeping?" β
"Fight you to the death on the rivers and lakes outside, that's to see if you can eat, see if God rewards you or not, don't you chase your family, don't you know? Don't you understand if you don't block the door? If you don't die, you can't support the relationship, don't you understand? Lao Sun shook out a few hard words with a mouth, and immediately said that Qinghong and the little brothers around him were all stunned.
"You're fucking fucking you? This," said a young man, reaching for his waist and touching it.
"Look at you, slamming our door, and scolding and scolding......" The old grandson smiled and didn't finish speaking, because the kid on the opposite side had already walked towards him, and he could see that a large circlip had bounced open in his hand.
"The door to your house? You open it for me! The young man shouted with a glare.
"Can't fight! Rules are rules, and it's my fucking patient who enters my clinic! The old grandson stared at the young man with his hands behind his back and stared at the young man without moving, and said lightly.