Chapter 6, gunshot wounds

Yan Zhengdong got up and stuffed a few copper plates into his arms, and a young boy not far away looked at him with an oil-paper umbrella. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He has seen a lot of people like this, worry-free about food and clothing, and everyone has a trace of compassion, but in fact, who knows the male thieves and female prostitutes behind them. At this time, he didn't even despise the spirit of the young man, and he packed up the broken gun and prepared to leave.

"Jingle jingle bell—"

"Excuse me, thank you."

Ye Han turned his head sideways, and Aunt Thirteen and Joanna were riding a bicycle alone, and an oil-paper umbrella was fixed in the position that should have been in the back seat. It's weird, but it's quite practical.

"Aunt Thirteen." Ye Han opened her mouth to stop Aunt Thirteen, and with a sound of brakes, Aunt Thirteen stopped the bicycle in a panic.

"Ahan, why are you here?" Aunt Thirteen stopped the car and asked, Joanna behind her also stopped the car, seeing that it was Ye Han, she nodded to Ye Han as a greeting, and Ye Han returned the salute with a smile.

Aunt Thirteen turned her head to Joanna and said in English: "You go back first, I will go back to Baozhilin with Ah Han, and we will see you tomorrow." ”

“ok, see you tomorrow, bye。” Joanna replied, boarded the bike and waved at Ye Han: "Bye." ”

“bye。” Ye Han nodded and replied.

"What are you doing here?" The thirteenth aunt saw Joanna go and asked Ye Han.

Ye Han smiled and said, "Wait a minute, do you have any money on you?" ”

"Only a few oceans." The thirteenth aunt was puzzled.

"Give it to me first."

"Oh." The thirteenth aunt answered, took out five oceans from her body and handed them to Ye Han.

Ye Han took the ocean: "Go back to Baozhilin and return you." Wait a minute. ”

Aunt Thirteen just wanted to say that she didn't have to pay it back, but Ye Han turned around and walked away. Standing in place, he looked at Ye Han a little strangely. This person knows the importance of courtesy, treats people with approachability, and never loses her temper, but she always feels that this person has a sense of distance when she comes into contact with people, and she is neither distant nor close. Fei Hong said that Ah Han may have been drifting overseas alone for many years to create this personality, but she always felt that this was not the case.

"It's a reward for watching a show." Ye Han held an umbrella and walked in front of Yan Zhengdong, who was cleaning up, and threw the five oceans to Yan Zhengdong.

"This ......," Yan Zhengdong looked at the five oceans on the ground and wanted to refuse to welcome back, his fists clenched and put down, his eyes were full of struggle: "Thank you Gongzi for the reward." The back teeth clenched their fists and saluted Ye Han. He needed the money so badly to improve his life.

The reason why Ye Han did not hand the money to Yan Zhengdong but threw the money in front of Yan Zhengdong was because the warrior has the pride of the warrior. Yan Zhengdong, as a martial arts master, since he pulls down his subordinates and sells martial arts on the street, what he needs is respect rather than charity. Performing arts and rewarding heaven and earth, giving money to him with both hands is charity, which is the essential difference.

Ye Han said coldly: "This is not a reward, I will reward you for your performance, it is fair, and you don't need to thank anyone." With that, he turned and left. Ye Han didn't want to help Yan Zhengdong because of the task. Throughout the first movie, Yan Zhengdong can be said to be the most tragic task of the first movie, from Shandong to Foshan want to become famous, but no one looks down on him. In the end, he was penniless, but Yan Zhengdong chose to be a street performer instead of a traitor, and was oppressed by life to the point that he had to obey the Shahe Gang in the end. As for the final battle with Huang Feihong, I personally think that it was not because of the relationship with the Shahe Gang, but because Huang Feihong was arrested and did not respond to the battle, and his inferiority complex thought that Huang Feihong looked down on him as a northerner.

Huang Feihong is half a doctor and half a martial artist. And Yan Zhengdong is a thorough martial artist, this person has the arrogance of a martial artist, and at the same time is a little treacherous, as can be seen from the fact that he is mixed with a knife in his braid at the end of the movie. What a pity that such people die under muskets!

Yan Zhengdong watched Ye Han leave, squatted down and picked up Dayang one by one and held it tightly in his hand, his cold face was as relieved. Yes, I am a showman, and I am rewarded by officials, which is fair, and this is what I deserve.

"Miss, miss."

An oil-paper umbrella, a white cloth pierced from the chin to the top of the head, Liang Kuan wore clogs and stepped on the water splash and chased after him. From afar, I saw Aunt Thirteen standing on the side of the road with a bicycle. Liang Kuan excitedly quickened his pace, and then his footsteps stopped abruptly.

A young and tall boy walked to Aunt Thirteen with an oil-paper umbrella, and the two of them talked and laughed slowly in the rain.

Compared with that man, Liang Kuan instantly felt ashamed, holding an umbrella and watching the two leave.

"Childe, *** come to us! There are all kinds of young ladies in the building. The girl upstairs in the brothel sprinkled a few yellow flowers and smiled.

"yes, yes. Come on, Childe. The other girls chimed in.

Liang Kuan just looked at the thirteenth aunt in the distance, where did he have the heart to take care of the girl in the brothel.

Ye Han and Aunt Thirteen chatted back to Bao Zhilin, although Aunt Thirteen had doubts, but Ye Han was not a hairy boy who could be taken out by Aunt Thirteen in a few words.

Time flies, and a few more days pass in the blink of an eye.

Bao Zhilin, pharmacy.

Huang Feihong, holding a medical book in one hand and a hookah in the other, Ye Han sat on a small bench not far from Huang Feihong, holding a medicine book in his hand, stretching and shrinking the medicine with his feet between the wheels, and four pieces of iron tied to his hands and legs. In the past few months, although he has not broken through the first layer of the basic refining body, the comprehensive strength of his hands and legs has exceeded 1,000 catties, and the water tank surrounded by two people can be lifted with one hand.

"Master Huang, Master Huang, help!"

"Oh no, master, someone is hurt!"

Just when Ye Han was still thinking, there was a voice calling for help from the front yard.

"Oh no, something happened!" Huang Feihong was the first to hear the cries for help outside, and with a blank face, he threw the medical book hookah on the table and rushed out of the pharmacy.

Ye Han saw Huang Feihong go out, put down the medical book, untied his hands and feet, put on his shoes and went out. When Ye Han arrived at the front hall, he saw that the entire periphery of the treatment room was full of people. Squeezed in from the outside, and saw Huang Feihong, Ling Yunkai, Ya Chasu and several apprentices around a hospital bed, on which an injured person was lying at this time.

"Master, Uncle Nine was injured by a foreigner's gun on the wrong boat." Ling Yunkai is like a deserted Ou Hong telling how the vegetable seller Ninth Uncle was injured.

"Foreign guns?" Hearing Ling Yunkai finish speaking, Huang Feihong shouted: "Asu, Akai help." Huang Feihong is a part-time teacher of the Black Flag Army or a Black Flag Military Medical Center, this kind of gunshot wound has long been used to it, he just wonders how this kind of gunshot wound can appear on the vegetable vendor.

Soon Ah Kai brought the medical equipment.

Ye Han walked to Uncle Jiu's side and took a look, the injury was not serious, the current musket was not as powerful as in later generations, Uncle Jiu's wound was opened with a blood hole about two fingers large, and when he reached out and touched it, he didn't hurt the bones, but the bullet was stuck in the muscles.

"Han, what do you think?" After a few months of getting along and a lot of clinical treatment, Ye Han's medical skills in traditional Chinese medicine are no longer inferior to him, Huang Feihong has the intention to pass on this treatment technique to Ye Han, I don't know if he is willing.

"The wound is not deep, the iron bullet is stuck in the muscle, and it is not a big problem." Ye Han's left index finger and thumb were separated and pressed down on the two points of Zhongfu and Lingxu, and then his right hand took out the silver needle from his arms, and inserted the silver needle into the acupoint with lightning speed, and the wound caused by Uncle Jiu's shot instantly stopped the blood. The true element cannot be used, even if the acupoint is pointed, once you let go, it will lose its effect, and you can only use a silver needle to seal the acupoint for a period of time.

Huang Feihong nodded, Ye Han's hand sealing technique is even worse than him, and he may not be able to do it, as for this, Huang Feihong guessed that it might be a family study, after all, Ye Han's grandfather is an extremely famous bone-setting grandmaster. Seeing that the bleeding had stopped, Huang Feihong picked up a special sharp knife, disinfected it, and cut open the epidermal wound......

"How could Uncle Nine get hurt?" Ye Han asked how many neighbors Uncle Jiu had to live by.

One of them immediately told the cause and effect of the incident as it was.

At this moment, a loud voice came from the door, "Master! Master! ……”

Huang Feihong raised his eyebrows, and his face changed, "It's Shirong, go and help him open the door!" ”

Hearing Huang Feihong's words, Ye Han separated a few people, stepped forward quickly, and opened the middle door.

Just after Ye Han opened the middle door, a fat figure crashed in. Fortunately, Ye Han had already opened the door, and the fat figure rolled over on the spot and turned back to thank Ye Han, and his body still rushed straight in: "Thank you, Senior Brother Ye." ”

"You're welcome, Senior Brother Lin, the master is in the healing room." This Lin Shirong was frizzy, and in the four months that Ye Han stayed, he broke the middle door twice alone.

Just as Ye Han rushed out, Huang Feihong took the tweezers to clip out the bullets in the meat, picked up the needle and thread to stitch it up, and threaded the thread without raising his head. Without raising his head, he shouted to his teeth: "What are you still doing in a daze, go get the medicine." ”

'Oh, oh,' ran out of the treatment room to get the medicine, and when he came over with the medicine bottle, he happened to bump into Lin Shirong.

"Pig, pig, pig ......" Ya Cha Su fell down with the medicine and Rong kicked him.

"Rou Rong, I'm not fat, and you're called fat." Pork Rong glared at Ya Mo Su angrily, and said as he walked: "It's been so long since I've been back, and I can't speak Chinese." ”

"You, you...... Pig, pig, pig ......" walked a few steps ahead and took the medicine with his teeth to wipe Su was furious when he heard Pork Rong's words, and turned around to scold, but unfortunately he kept knotting.

"Tooth ...... Rub Su! Pork Rong stretched out his hand to reveal a picture of violent teeth, and deliberately learned to rub his teeth against Su's tongue.

Huang Feihong turned his head to look at the two living treasure apprentices, then glanced back at Ye Han, who was seriously undergoing surgery, shook his head, sighed and said, "Asu, quickly bring the medicine." ”

"I can't speak Chinese, what kind of medicine do I take?" Pork Rong snatched the medicine that Ya Mo Su was holding, and squeezed his fat waist out of Ya Mo Su.

"Fellow disciples, what are you arguing about?" Huang Feihong said helplessly.

"Master, I'm teaching him to be Chinese!" Pork Rong stepped forward, looking at Ye Han, who was clipping out the bullet, and said to Huang Feihong.

"Jinchuang Medicine!" Huang Feihong shook his head and said.

"Gold sore medicine, gold sore medicine, it's three words, but why are these all three words?" Hearing Huang Feihong's order, Pork Rong hurriedly flipped through the medicine bottle he was holding in his hand and looked distressed.

After looking for a while and not finding it, when I saw Huang Feihong looking at it, I had to say with a smile: "Master, I haven't studied." ”

"Then you still laugh at people who can't speak Mandarin?" Huang Feihong glared at Pork Rong angrily, and then said to his teeth: "Asu, you come to find it!" ”

Ya Mo Su arrogantly picked out a bottle of Jinchuang Medicine from the plate held by Lin Shirong and handed it to Huang Feihong. Ya Rub Su's Chinese is not good, but English is top-notch, plus this kid is smart, he has long indicated in English after each bottle label naturally will not appear foreign.