In the regretful voices of the onlookers, Song Yongzhi suddenly snorted and said, "Oops...... I...... I have it in my arms! Big...... Big brother, you ...... What do you want a knife for? ”

Zhan Zhizhan patiently said to Song Yongzhi: "Master Song, your fibula and tibia are fractured. I need to cut your padded pants, put the bones back in place, and fix them before I can go to the hospital! You have to cooperate with me, if you go to the hospital like this, after a long time or if you do it again, you will become a cripple with a long right leg and a short left leg! ”

No one wants to be crippled, it's a matter of course. This is true for millionaires, and it is also true for farmers who work in the fields. Song Yongzhi was frightened, didn't dare to say anything, and took out a dagger from his arms.

Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but be startled when he received it, he really couldn't see that Song Yongzhi looked like a ragged migrant worker, but he had a good knife on his body. This is a very famous SOG S1 American-made military dagger from the Vietnam War. With a total length of 29.74 cm, a blade length of 15.88 cm, and a weight of only 346 grams, the dagger is a good knife that is easy to maintain, easy to hold, and very practical.

In the second brother Zeng's house, Zhan Zhizhan had seen this kind of dagger. According to Zeng's second brother, the name of the SOG dagger originated from the name of Special Ope, a secret special forces unit of the Yankees in the Vietnam War

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Zhan Zhizhan pulled out the sword from the sheath, the leather-faced handle was very comfortable to hold in his hand, and the black blade was faintly filled with a terrifying chill. What a good knife. It is naturally easy to cut Song Yongzhi's cotton pants with the SOG S1, which is as sharp as clay.

After exposing Song Yongzhi's left leg, Zhan Zhizhan held both ends of the fracture with both hands according to the fracture deformity, and forcefully increased the angle of the broken end, so that the bone cortex on the same side was close to each other, and used the apex of the angle as the fulcrum to resist the top, and slowly and steadily folded back to make the broken end align and reunite. After finishing the work, Zhan Zhizhan got Song Yongzhi to the ditch with the help of the onlookers.

The classmates were very enthusiastic and asked Song Yongzhi's co-workers where they were, so as to help Song Yongzhi report the news. Song Yongzhi sighed and said, "It's snowing heavily, I can't do any work, I'll let them all go home after eating!" Alas, it's a bit of a back! ”

"You can't blame the society for a little back!" An enthusiastic student found a trolley, but the trolley at the construction site could not be pushed in. Looking at Song Yongzhi, who was full of wine and covered in mud, the classmates looked at each other, not to mention carrying him, even if they reached out to carry him, they were not willing. In desperation, Zhan Zhizhan had no choice but to carry Song Yongzhi and walk to the trolley.

It is often said that "good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil." "Zhan Zhizhan has never expected to be rewarded for helping others, which is inseparable from his good family style. Those who practice martial arts must first establish morality! Before fighting Zhizhan and being blind, his father taught him to be kind-based and do more good deeds. In fact, there is no certain standard for good and evil. Different classes, different positions, different eras, different time and space, and different objects show different views of good and evil. Zhan Zhizhan thinks so. It is not difficult for a person to do some good deeds, but what is difficult is to do good deeds all his life and not to do bad deeds, to consistently benefit the masses, to the youth, and to the revolution.

Years later, American scientists discovered such a phenomenon in the field of neurochemistry. That is, when people have good thoughts and positive thoughts, the human body will secrete neurotransmitters that make cells healthy, and immune cells will become active, so people will not be prone to illness. In other words, if mindfulness persists, the immune system is strong. And when a person has a malicious heart and thinks negatively, he walks the opposite nervous system. That is, the negative system is stimulated, and the positive system is suppressed, and the benign loop of bodily functions will be destroyed. Although it is impossible to verify the truth of this matter, its purpose is nothing more than to persuade people to be less selfish and selfish, to be a noble person, a pure person, a moral person, a person who is free from low-level tastes, and a person who is beneficial to the people.

Song Yongzhi on Zhan Zhizhan's back snorted a few times from time to time. Although he has a thin body, he is also a big man. Since ancient times, "the road is far away and there is no light load", so Zhan Zhizhan feels that it is not much lighter with him on his back. Fortunately, Zhan Zhizhan is tall and strong, and has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and few people can compare to him in terms of endurance. Fortunately, Song Yongzhi is very thin, and Zhan Zhizhan is still able to hold on with him on his back. Despite this, hot sweat quickly broke out on Zhan Zhizhan's forehead. Zhan Zhizhan pushed Song Yongzhi with a trolley and inquired while walking, and walked for more than an hour before he came to the municipal hospital located in Duan Street, Daoli District.

When Zhan Zhizhan panted and carried Song Yongzhi into the municipal hospital, there were not many doctors in the huge hospital. But also, it's almost midnight, and apart from a few doctors and nurses on duty, where else will there be? Zhan Zhizhan put Song Yongzhi on a bench, and then he felt that the sweat on his body was so cold. Zhan Zhizhan easily turned out the doctor who was flirting with the nurse from a nurse's duty room, and the doctor's face immediately turned from red to blue like a Sichuan opera actor, and he was very impatient.

The doctor glanced at the blood stains on Zhan Zhizhan's body, put on a mask, and said in an official tone: "Patient? What's wrong with you? ”

"Oh...... I'm not a patient. I couldn't find a doctor, so I put him on a chair in the corridor......" Zhan Zhizhan replied hurriedly.

"Then why don't you carry the patient into the emergency room for rescue, and why are you still imprisoned here? Why are you waiting for me to invite you to dinner? This very stylish doctor actually reprimanded Zhan Zhizhan with a fierce voice.

The little nurse standing next to her also changed the frivolity when she flirted with the doctor just now, put her hands in her pockets with a condescending look, glanced at Zhan Zhizhan and reminded: "Doctor Liu, according to the regulations, patients who fight and brawl must report to the police station!" ”

"I didn't fight, I really don't know this injured man, it was our school that installed the sewer." Zhan Zhizhan argued.

"I really can't see that you are still a good student who acts bravely and is ****!" Dr. Liu's words sounded cold.

Although Dr. Liu has a bad attitude and a hateful face, his skills are very good. After carefully examining Song Yongzhi's broken leg, he showed a very surprised look. He looked at Zhan Zhizhan and asked suspiciously, "Where did you treat him?" ”

"Nope! No! It's just that I'm afraid of delay, so I'll give him Zagu Zagu. Zagu came straight to the hospital when he finished. Zhan Zhizhan knew the saying that "peers are enemies", and was afraid that Dr. Liu would not treat Song Yongzhi, so he hurriedly explained.

Doctor Liu stared at Zhan Zhizhan in disbelief for a long time, and his face was much gentler: "This patient is seriously injured, the tibia and fibula of his right leg have been fractured, and he has to be hospitalized immediately. ”

If you are hospitalized, you have to pay money, and it is okay to send a migrant worker you don't know to the hospital, but if you let yourself pay him medical expenses, Zhan Zhizhan can't help but feel a little painful. He was embarrassed and said, "Doctor, can you be hospitalized first, this ...... Do you want to pay later? ”

"No! The rules are the same for every hospital in the country. If you don't pay, you won't be able to make a film, and I won't be able to come up with medicine. I'm a doctor, I'm only responsible for seeing a doctor and prescribing medicine, and I don't have that authority for anything else! Doctor Liu looked at Zhan Zhizhan with a very complicated expression, but explained very resolutely.

Zhan Zhizhan stiffened his head and asked hesitantly, "What's ...... How much do you have to pay? ”

"I don't know about that. You can go to the cashier and pay the price! Dr. Liu regained his indifferent expression.

Song Yongzhi, who was lying on the examination table, suddenly couldn't help the pain and shouted, "Oh, mom...... It hurts me! I still have twenty-one dollars in my pocket, all of which ...... Take it all! ”

It was easy to find the cash office, and Zhan Zhizhan handed over the list opened by Dr. Liu. A middle-aged woman wearing a large mask in the window of the cash register asked, "Is the patient a contract medical treatment?" ”

'What do you say?' What kind of guy is contract healthcare? Zhan Zhizhan asked in surprise.

"Contract medical care is the medical relationship of the patient's unit in our hospital. I told you that you don't understand, and the whole wave is a mountain cannon. Hurry up and pay the money, a total of fifty-three yuan and four cents and six! The middle-aged woman who received the money kept talking like a bean in her mouth, and her hand kept crackling and calculating.

Zhan Zhizhan naturally didn't know what the "mountain cannon" that the middle-aged woman who collected the money was. At that time, there was such a song about "mountain artillery" in the port: "When the mountain cannon enters the city, tie hemp rope around the waist; The mouth is full of onions, and the little face is red; advanced department stores, and then visit joint ventures; watched a movie, I don't know what the name is; If you don't have a toilet, you can do it; was beaten fat, and said it didn't hurt. ”

'What?' What kind of guy is Mountain Artillery? The middle-aged woman who received the money made Zhan Zhizhan very puzzled and muttered to herself while standing in the corridor and rummaging through the money. However, he rummaged through all his pockets, and all he had found was the thirteen-dollar bursary and a few cents of change.

I put together one and two cents of "steel hammers", and it was not enough for fourteen yuan. In addition, Song Yongzhi's twenty-one yuan is still eighteen or nine yuan. Zhan Zhizhan was stupid, and deeply understood what it meant to be "a penny is difficult to defeat a hero": "What the hell is this, I can't pay the money and don't see a doctor." You can't leave Song Yongzhi behind, and you can't run away by yourself! ”