Chapter 6: Should I Hate You or Should I Thank You?

The day after tomorrow, Li Youcai agreed to the class reunion.

He lay on the bed and thought about it for a long time, thinking about what kind of image he should present in front of everyone.

Two days later, in the early morning, Li Youcai couldn't take care of sleeping, and when the sky was still bright, he got up, bought a few steamed buns on the side of the road to satisfy his hunger, and then rode a three-wheeled child and knocked a small gong to the street to shout.

Because everyone has to go to work on weekdays, the largest number of people only need to sell scrap in the morning and evening.

"Collect scrap, newspapers, plastic bottles, cardboard boxes, whatever can be recycled, take out and sell!" Under the morning sun, many people go for a morning jog in the sun or take a walk in the park.

The plan of the year lies in the morning, and every qiē seems to be vibrant.

And Li Youcai was used as the best negative teaching material at this time.

On the way to send their children to school, many parents will point with their fingers: "Do you know that you have to go to school well? ”

Many passers-by hurriedly walked by, deaf to Li Youcai's shouting.

But there was also an old man and a middle-aged man who came out of the corridor and wanted to sell scrap, Li Youcai accepted them, but there was nothing of repair value.

Because many people sell waste products, are identified and determined to be useless waste products will be sold, so it is still difficult to find a stamp of Huangshan scenery like last time.

But Li Youcai still has confidence in the business of collecting rags, because he believes that sometimes production is important, but to know how to recycle and turn waste into treasure is also a science that can make money, depending on how you understand it personally.

In the afternoon, when Li Youcai received three more stacks of cardboard boxes, he received a phone call, which was from the policewoman Gan Ting.

Li Youcai was stunned at first, could it be that there was something wrong with the clinic. So he picked up the phone tremblingly.

"Hey, are you collecting scrap? I have some useless plastic and worn-out magazines in my house, can you come and collect them?"

After Li Youcai heard this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Of course you can." ”

Li Youcai hung up the phone and wondered if he should hate Gan Ting for seizing his clinic, or should he thank her for doing a business for him.

At this time, he seemed very entangled.

But if there is business to the door, he always has to go, who made him a ** silk who is willing to move bricks.

......

"Ding-dong, ding-dong. A quarter of an hour later, Li Youcai had already come to the door of Gan Ting's house.

Collecting rags is also a kind of business, and businessmen have to remember everything they do. Li Youcai is one of them, not to mention which room it is, even if there are things in the room, the layout of the room is clear in Li Youcai's mind, like a mirror.

Maybe this is a skill he developed as a doctor and collecting rags.

The door opened from the inside, and although Gan Ting was still wearing the same crimson shirt, her face didn't seem to look good today.

Ding: This woman's foot is broken, which is the root of the disease left by the past.

Repairable.

Repair method: use traditional Chinese medicine massage techniques to dredge and invigorate blood. The specific method is ......

Although this mechanical voice sounded very clearly in Li Youcai's mind, he remained silent.

"You're here, I'm sorry for you. Gan Ting's face was a little pale, and she barely squeezed out a smile, and her left foot was gently touched, as if it hurt when she touched the ground.

Because Li Youcai at this time had already glued his beard and pasted a mole, Gan Ting couldn't tell that this Li Youcai was the Li Youcai yesterday.

"It's okay, I should thank you for adding me a business. Li Youcai saw Gan Ting's pain, and he moved his gaze downward, staring at Gan Ting's exposed smooth ankles for a long time.

After being watched by Li Youcai for a long time, Gan Ting coughed a little shyly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything other than to see if your foot hurts. Li Youcai laughed awkwardly and quickly explained.

"Well, it's an old problem. When I was a kid, I had my foot a few times when I went up the stairs, but I didn't pay attention at the time, so I just went to a barefoot doctor and saw it. Later, as long as the exercise was vigorous, it would lead to zhì崴feet. No, yesterday the police went to the mountains and walked a long way, so be careful. ”

When she knew that Li Youcai was out of concern, Gan Ting couldn't help but feel warm in her heart and explained to him.

"I know a little bit about bruises, I wonder if you can show me?"

Gan Ting shook her head: "No need, a little problem can be taken for a day off." With that, she was about to turn around and go into the room to carry the scrap out. Her left foot accidentally touched the above, and as soon as her ankle turned, she couldn't help but gasp, and at the same time, her pretty face turned pale, and her eyes almost burst into tears.

The soles of her feet slipped, and her delicate body fell backwards uncontrollably.

Li Youcai's eyes were quick, he took a step forward, and helped Gan Ting. It is equivalent to holding her in his arms in disguise.

Gan Ting was frightened and panicked, but after falling into Li Youcai's arms, her body trembled slightly, and then out of instinct, she wanted to struggle away.

"Don't be reckless, now to heal your feet. I just have to be rude. Li Youcai bent down, wrapped his arms around Gan Ting's neck, and picked up Gan Ting's legs and hugged her.

"What are you going to do?" Gan Ting was hugged by him like this, and she was suddenly frightened and panicked, she kept kicking her long legs, struggling to jump off.

"Don't move, trust me, I'll cure you of your frequent broken feet. Li Youcai glanced around the room, and then lay Gan Ting on the sofa on her back.

Seeing that Gan Ting was still kicking and struggling. Li Youcai was afraid that he would hurt Gan Ting in a panic, so he pinched the fingers of his right hand and quickly touched the Quyuan point in the middle of Gan Ting's delicate collarbone......

Gan Ting just wanted to fight back, but she only felt a numbness in her collarbone, and this feeling expanded to her whole body, and the whole person was soft as mud, and her whole body was weak.

"Don't mess around, I'm a policeman. Gan Ting was so frightened that she wanted to resist but couldn't muster her strength, and tears were about to burst out of her eyes.

"Trust me, I can cure your broken foot. Li Youcai looked at Gan Ting, a little unbearable, and hurriedly comforted.

At the same time, he did not delay, lifted Gan Ting's knees, let her legs slowly arch, and then took off the slippers on her left leg, straightened it at the same time, and carefully turned her trouser leg up, revealing her smooth and white little feet.

Gan Ting began to regret in her heart, she shouldn't let the person in front of her collect old goods, so she wouldn't take advantage of it, she didn't expect her to be ruined today on a body that collected rags, and he actually found a reason to help him treat his foot disease, which really made Gan Ting embarrassed and embarrassed.

She even thought that if only she had the strength at this time, then she could get her pistol and kill the scoundrel with one shot.

Gan Ting bit her lip tightly, and her face was faintly desperate.

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