"Master, the unconscious man woke up yesterday!"

On the morning of the second day of treating the patient, Ling Yunkai, who was checking the patient's condition, ran to Huang Feihong's room: "The person who was burned with a soldering iron has woken up!"

"Oh?"

Huang Feihong glanced at the thirteenth aunt beside him, then got up and said, "Let's go, go over and have a look!"

The thirteenth aunt said: "Do you want to call Uncle Xia Ke over?" He seems to be very concerned about this person!"

Huang Feihong said: "You go and call Uncle, I'll go to the ward first." ”

When Li Xiake entered the ward, the patient was lying on the bed and kowtowing to Huang Feihong: "Master Huang, are you Master Huang from Foshan Baozhilin?"

His voice was hoarse and weak, and after kowtowing twice, he no longer had the strength, and he couldn't stop gasping when he bowed his head.

Huang Feihong hurriedly held him up: "Uncle, where are you from, why are you so seriously injured?"

"I escaped from Jinshan, Master Huang. ”

Huang Feihong's body shook, "What?"

During this period of time, there are a lot of compradors who go to introduce people to Jinshan in Foshan, they do not stop advertising in various prosperous areas, and they vigorously say how good the American Jinshan is, saying that Jinshan is full of gold, which attracts many people, but if you want to go to Jinshan to work, you must first pay a referral fee of 300 yuan, and you can't go at all if you don't have money.

But because these compradors collect money, it increases their credibility, and some people grit their teeth and directly sell their property and prepare to go to a foreign country to fight, and then they can really make money, and they can return home.

Therefore, during this period, there were a lot of people who went to Jinshan to work as laborers, and every ten days and half a month, there would be American ships pulling a boatload of people from the port to Jinshan, the United States.

Even Liang Kuan had the idea of going to Jinshan a few days ago, but he had to give up because he couldn't pay the labor fees.

Those compradors portrayed Jinshan as a paradise on earth, and even Huang Feihong had heard these people's words in front of the propaganda tables of these compradors.

Now hearing that the man in front of him had escaped from Jinshan, Huang Feihong's face changed: "Uncle, why did you escape from Jinshan? Is there something wrong there?"

The ragged man on the opposite side was lying on the bed, his eyes showed great pain, and tears couldn't stop flowing: "Master Huang, we have been deceived!"

His voice was hoarse and low, but his face was numb: "After we got on the foreigner's ship, we were locked at the bottom by the foreigner like pigs and dogs in a pigsty, and we were not even allowed to go out to catch our breath, we couldn't eat enough, we didn't drink enough water, and many of us were sick in the cabin. Foreigners are afraid that they will be infected, so as long as they find anyone sick, they will drag them out and throw them into the sea, and many people will die halfway through!"

"When we finally arrived in Jinshan, we found out that everyone had been deceived by those Chinese compradors, and everyone had signed a deed of sale, and I don't know when they still owed a lot of money to foreigners, and they had to work for them to pay back. I can't tell how much I owe them to pay for the passage and the food! They also marked us with soldering irons, numbering us like pigs, and many people tried to escape, but they were beaten to death!"

As he spoke, he seemed to remember his days in Jinshan, and his body couldn't help shaking: "I gritted my teeth and escaped from Jinshan, and it took a lot of hard work to escape from these people's boats to Foshan." Master Huang, I'm ...... I ......"

His voice was choked, his body trembled, and he couldn't speak anymore.

The room fell silent, except for the sound of heavy breathing.

After a while, Lin Shirong shouted: "I said a long time ago, those red-haired ghosts don't have any good things! Master, let's go and burn the foreigners' boats now, kill those big-nosed red-haired ghosts, and then bleed those compradors one by one! These people, it's not a pity to die!"

When the laborer was talking, Li Xiake sat next to him, and when he saw Lin Shirong's angry face, he really wanted to go out to kill people, and said with a smile: "Shirong, do you think your fists are fast, or the foreigners' foreign guns are fast? Can you block the bullets of foreign guns?"

Yan Zhendong, who was on another hospital bed, also said to Lin Shirong: "Don't be impulsive! The firearms of foreigners are very powerful, and if you go over so rashly, it won't work at all!"

"Then watch them bully our people? Being deceived and summoned like pigs and dogs, how many Chinese will be killed?"

Lin Shirong said loudly: "What are we learning martial arts for? Is it just to swallow our anger? People have knives on their necks, do we still have to endure it? How long do we have to endure this?"

Huang Feihong glanced at Lin Shirong: "Shirong, are you very capable of fighting? If you fight with me for a while, if you can beat me, you will go to make trouble, if you can't beat me, then stay in Baozhilin honestly!"

After he finished teaching Lin Shirong a lesson, he said to the laborer on the hospital bed: "Uncle, you can recuperate in Baozhilin with peace of mind, and I will find someone to contact your family and send you home when I go back." ”

The middle-aged laborer's mouth trembled with gratitude, and he wanted to get up and kowtow to Huang Feihong, but was stopped by Huang Feihong: "Uncle, you have injuries on your body, you should not move, you better have a good rest." ”

After he calmed down the patient, he returned to the hall with Li Xiake and the others, called Lin Shirong to his side, and scolded in a low voice: "Shirong, how many times have I told you, you must be calm when you encounter things!

Lin Shirong was submissive, bowing his head and not daring to refute.

At this time, Lin Shirong has great respect for Huang Feihong, whatever the master says, he doesn't dare to disobey it in the slightest, although he doesn't agree with the master's tolerant attitude in his heart, but he can only endure it temporarily.

Seeing Lin Shirong's appearance, Li Xiake smiled and said: "Shirong, listen to your master, don't listen to your master, you can't bear it, then you don't need to endure it anymore! Tonight, you and your master will make a decision, and we will all go to the foreign boat to play." ”

Huang Feihong was shocked: "Uncle Chivalry, the foreigners are strong and the ships are sharp, how can we deal with them? If we really cause a big incident, then we will be sinners!"

Li Xia said: "Then if it wasn't us who caused trouble, but there was a fight between foreigners? This shouldn't be our business, right?"

Huang Feihong looked puzzled: "Why are foreigners fighting?"

Li Xiake thought for a while and said: "That, well, a crew member of the American captain Jackson seduced the woman of the British captain Wiggens, and now it happened that Jishan died, and Wigans wanted to take Jishan's property for himself, so he used this as an excuse, and the two sides fought, and the more they fought, the more they fought, the two sides began to shoot each other, tsk, fought in the middle of the night, more than half of the people died, and finally the Chinese government came forward to mediate. When he entered Jishan's ship, he found out about Jishan's human trafficking, and then this matter became a dispute between the three countries, and it was the two of them who wanted to fight, and the Qing government knelt down and shouted condemnation at most. What does this have to do with us?"

Huang Feihong said: "This wife of Captain Wigans is really having an affair with Ji Shan's crew?"

Li Xiake laughed and said, "When I strip Wigans's wife naked tonight and throw it into Jishan's crew room, won't this become an affair?"

Huang Feihong: "...... Uncle Chivalry, you are very immoral like this!"