Since I am Yu Huanshui

Chapter 547 The perfect cooperation between me and Zheng Juan

Qian Wen was relaxed and at ease, and his heart was very stable. His usual big steps became small steps, and the boy became an old man, and he took a slow pace.

But the person sent by the factory manager Xu Hongbing to call him stared anxiously. You must know that when he ran from the factory manager's office, the factory manager's face was blue, and there were beads of sweat the size of soybeans. Hurry up and call that so-and-so to come over.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are sick, but I don’t know why you didn’t call someone from the infirmary of the factory, but a young boy, and this person doesn’t look familiar to him, this is the newcomer who was just assigned this month?
Thinking in his heart, he disliked Qian Wen's slowness, stretched out his hand and started running.

Qian Wen didn't resist. Whether he can be cured depends not on when he goes, but on whether there is a job that satisfies him.

"What's going on here?"

"I don't know, Bingkun is not causing trouble, what should I do?"

"Why don't we go and have a look, if we can help, at least we won't be bullied.

Bingkun is timid. "

Seeing the back of Qian Wen being forcibly taken away, Sun Chachao and Xiao Guoqing became worried. The factory director just now looked like a serious person, so don't make a fuss the first day.

Speaking of catching up, the National Day two wanted to catch up.

Tu Zhiqiang, who was also a little confused at the side and didn't understand what happened, hurriedly stopped the two of them, seeing that there were other workers beside him, and it was inconvenient to say something, so he dragged the two of them to a secluded place aside, and whispered, "You guys Don't worry, you have to figure out what's going on.

You ran there in a daze, no matter what happened, good or bad, you all had to be scolded, saying that this is a factory, no matter how you say it, you have to follow the rules, even the factory director Xu Hongbing is the same.

You didn't know Xu Hongbing when you first came here, but I do. He's just an average person, he likes to take advantage of petty gains, but he doesn't have the habit of bullying the people in the factory. It shouldn't matter if he asks Bingkun to go there.

Let's wait first, you just came here, if you are too reckless, you will be put on small shoes.

The work of feeding materials is already tiring, and the machines are constantly working. Once these little shoes are worn, it can make people feel exhausted. "

Catching up, National Day glanced at each other and felt that what Tu Zhiqiang said was reasonable, but he was still worried about being a child.

"Are you all right?" Chachao asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, we grew up in the same alley, I can still harm you.

Look at the situation first.

And seeing Bingkun's appearance just now, it should be fine. "Tu Zhiqiang comforted him.

The factory is not big or small, the factory manager Xu Hongbing is still very powerful, and the neighbor Zhou Bingkun in the alley is not stupid, no matter how you look at it, he should not conflict with the other party, after all, he is begging for life under his hands, Tu Zhiqiang planned .

With Tu Zhiqiang, the backbone who is a few years older, and still in the same area, catching up, the National Day two are also a little relieved.

It's just that when I was working with Master Wang, I was always absent-minded, always looking in the direction of the factory leader's office.

And Qian Wen's side.

"Ouch~
Take it easy, it hurts~"

In the office, Xu Hongbing clutched his legs, crying out the pain again and again. It was a cold day, but his forehead was covered with sweat, profusely.

This is frightened, his right leg is really unconscious, no, there is still a little bit, that is, the feeling of touch is reduced, the numbness is heavy, and there is a tingling pain, just like a needle prick, and now he dare not settle down Yes, that feeling is too difficult to describe, it is uncomfortable.

Exactly as Qian Wen described, Xu Hongbing thought he was seriously ill.

Hearing people say it and feeling it personally are two different feelings, one is what has something to do with me, and the other is how it happened to me, life is bitter.

Xu Hongbing was frightened immediately.

Of course, he didn't listen to what Qian Wen had to say. When he was looking for someone to call Qian Wen, he also asked for the factory doctor.

Now he is being examined and diagnosed by the factory doctor.

And Qian Wen was leaning aside, quietly watching their performance.

Well, I have a good pulse, and I am very experienced, professional, and an old Chinese doctor.

Hmm? Do you know how to ask questions in Western medicine?
It’s just that you hold a stethoscope and listen to the lungs. I’m sealing the meridians of his legs, okay?

The combination of Chinese and Western is not such a combination method.

Huh? Why take out a small hammer from the medical box.

Under Qian Wen's gaze, the factory doctor held a wooden hammer and slammed Xu Hongbing's right knee on the knee. Then Xu Hongbing reflexively gave him a hard kick, causing the factory doctor to roll on the ground.

"I am conscious, I am conscious, and there is no necrosis." The factory doctor got up from the ground and said happily.

Qian Wen rolled his eyes. He just closed Xu Hongbing's blood vessels slightly, slowing down the blood flow. In plain English, it means that you are pressing your leg. If you hit the tendons hard, of course you will respond, and even a kick is light.

In fact, Xu Hongbing's current faults may not be able to be accurately detected by inspection with modern instruments.

Because it's not strictly a disease.

Only doctors and academicians who have been clinical for decades can rely on sophisticated instruments to check that the veins compress the blood vessels and make them slightly closed.

Of course, poor medical skills also have their benefits, at least Xu Hongbing doesn't have to suffer anymore.

Otherwise, he would have to resort to some real means, rather than the mere trick of sealing tendons with needles.

"Ah~" Because of the hammer, the conditioned reflex leg movement was too large, and a pain and numbness came to Xu Hongbing's perception, and he wanted to die.

"Can you do it, can you cure it.

If you can cure it, hurry up, if you can't, say you can't, don't experiment with me. "The whole leg felt a strong tingling pain, and the numbness also spread to the waist little by little, Xu Hongbing was furious.

"It can, it can be cured, but..." the factory doctor hesitated to speak.

"It can cure your hesitation, hurry up, I didn't see that I was sweating profusely in pain.

Drug money is not a problem, use good medicine. "Hearing that it can be cured, Xu Hongbing was very happy. He thought he was really seriously ill and was about to die.

Then he looked at Qian Wen, who was watching the show, and said dissatisfiedly, "You can go."

He still doesn't believe in Qian Wen, who is like a brat.

Just now it was just insurance, not now.

At the same time, he faintly felt that something was wrong. He had been fine all along, with no sore waist or leg pain, but he was limped just by letting Qian Wen touch it lightly. It was strange in his heart, but there was no evidence.

Hearing this, Qian Wen nodded, without any regrets.

I just started to think in my heart, is it possible that there are fewer jobs that just want a more relaxed position, and I will add something else later? I haven’t eaten meat for a while...

As for what the factory doctor said could be cured, Qian Wen was not afraid of being turned into a corner. He just watched the other party's work. He was very suitable for the position of factory doctor in the infirmary of the timber factory. He was neither high nor low, just right.

"Factory manager, you should have suffered a leg injury before, but it never happened. Now I don't know what caused the cause, and the leg has a lesion. As for the reason, I have to go to a big hospital. I don't know.

But in my experience, this necrosis usually develops very quickly, I guess... guess..."

"What do you think, just say what you have to say." Xu Hongbing was even more startled when this was not the same.

The factory doctor's mouth was dry, he took half a step back, swallowed his saliva and said, "It may be necessary to amputate to save my life, but the factory manager, don't worry, it will be fine after the amputation, not at all..."

"I'll fuck you." Xu Hongbing couldn't listen anymore. He always paid attention to his own image. He had five people and six people in front of others, but now he can't hold back anymore. Is it okay to amputate? You can cut one and show me Look!
"Ouch~" It seemed that half a step back was not enough, the factory doctor was knocked down.

"Ah~" The kicker used his right foot, and an unbearable tingling pain came to his heart, Xu Hongbing cried out in pain.

"Factory Manager~"

"Are you all right?"

"How about going to the hospital?"

When the factory manager had an accident, how could there be no one around to curry favor with him? In addition to the factory doctor, there were also three leaders, large and small, in the office just now.

"Quickly, call Zhou Bingkun... No, please come back." The person who untied the bell had to tie it, Xu Hongbing understood now.

Qian Wen, who didn't go far, returned to the factory director's office.

"This... this Xiao Zhou, you can see my problem at a glance. You must be able to cure my disease, right? I..." Xu Hongbing wanted Qian Wen to treat the disease, but just now in front of him After pretending for a long time, I couldn't let go of my face, and hesitated.

"Master Zhou." Qian Wen said lightly.

"Zhou Bingkun, what are you talking about? This is the director of the factory. Do you still want to do it?" Before Xu Hongbing could speak, a small leader stared.

Without another word, Qian Wen turned around and left.

"You...what's your attitude?" The little leader said dissatisfied with being refuted.

At this time, a figure appeared behind the little leader, and he was kicked out fiercely. Xu Hongbing roared, "Do you want me to have my limbs amputated~"

Xu Hongbing's mentality has already collapsed. If he really wants to be amputated, the position of factory director will definitely not be able to sit. Maybe the organization will take pity on him and change him from factory director to guard. At this moment, he is worried about his illness and is Worried about his position, he can't control other things, and he can't maintain elegance.

"Zhou Bingkun... Bingkun~Master Zhou~" Xu Hongbing hurriedly called out kindly.

Qian Wen stopped at the door, looked indifferently at everyone in the office room, "I need a quiet environment to see a doctor."

"Get out, get out for me~
No one is allowed to come in without me!" Xu Hongbing started to push people away.

He doesn't know if Qian Wen can cure his illness, but what else can he do at this moment, in fact, seeing Qian Wen so calm and relaxed, there is a glimmer of hope in his heart, he can see his illness, and he can certainly be cured .

As for why not seek help from a large hospital, seek help, there is no order.

The first factory doctor, Qian Wen, is in a large hospital.

As for the illness that won't be cured for a while, Qian Wen, who lied to him, doesn't have to go to work. Before he became a guard, anyone who offends him in sight will die!
Soon, the rest of the office couldn't figure it out and went out in a daze.

Enduring the pain, Xu Hongbing closed the office door with his feet bumped, and looked at Qian Wen with a flattering smile.

"Zhou Bing...Master Zhou, everyone is gone, we are the only ones in the office, look at my legs..."

Qian Wen is no longer judging Xu Hongbing, the fire is almost over, he is just asking for money.

Asking Xu Hongbing to climb onto the desk, Qian Wen reached out his hands to the acupuncture points on his spine and rubbed several parts of his waist, using special techniques to relieve the blocked meridians.

It's just that in the massage room, he felt it was inappropriate and added an insurance policy, because Xu Hongbing didn't look like someone who could easily compromise.

After pressing it for 10 minutes, Qian Wen saw that it was almost done, so he stopped.

Sit on a chair beside you.

It was right that the numbness and tingling pain on his right leg had healed. Xu Hongbing smiled. It seemed that he didn't need to amputate his leg, but his leg was still heavy and his sensation was not as good as before.

"Master Zhou, why don't you press it, I don't feel better yet."

"Director, this disease can't be cured by massage.

If I want to treat it, the treatment will take a long time and must be continued. The next treatment will be six or seven hours later, three times a day, and keep it for a week or two. It depends on the situation.

Or you should go to a big hospital to see it. "

"Yes, yes, there is no illness that can be cured at once, even a cold and a fever will take two or three days to heal.

Let's treat it after six hours, and then treat it again, don't be afraid of a long time, as long as it can be cured, let Master Zhou worry about it.

There is no need to go to a big hospital, I believe Master Zhou. "The person in power speaks human words when he sees people, and speaks nonsense when he sees the devil. He has already mastered it. He must go to the big hospital, so he can rest assured, but Qian Wen can't offend him.

"Thanks to Master Zhou this time, otherwise I really don't know what to do." Xu Hongbing is also thick-skinned, and it is not unnatural to call Master Zhou to Qian Wen, a young man in his 20s.

Qian Wen didn't intend to be a loser, as he would have more chances to get in touch with Xu Hongbing in the future, and he didn't want to set up a person for Xu Hongbing, "Director, look, this material delivery worker is too tired, please change positions for us three."

Xu Hongbing was taken aback, and stomped his feet. It was much better, but it was still tingling, but he could bear it. He thought in his heart that he was not terminally ill, and then his kind smile filled up again, "The material delivery worker is a little tired. How about Master Zhou?" Dry wood processing, first as an apprentice.

As for your other two friends, I really can't help, and I'm not the only one who has the final say on this factory. "

Qian Wen frowned, "Xu Hongbing is not good at all, wood processing is easier than material delivery, but it is also hard work."

"Director, I'm telling the truth. I want an easy job. I'm born weak. I can't lift my hands or shoulders. Look..."

Xu Hongbing was stunned by Qian Wen's plain language. He couldn't carry it with his hands or shoulders? Is there still such a young master now? This kind of young master can't be assigned to them, can he?
"Ahem~" Xu Hongbing didn't want to gain the reputation of killing donkeys, "Xiao Zhou, look at this factory, there are radishes and pits, and the positions are full. I can't help it."

"Well, then I'll be the material delivery worker, so as not to embarrass the factory manager." Qian Wen nodded, what is old fried dough sticks, this is, and Xu Hongbing has to figure it out.

"Don't, don't, we are still apprentices, wood processing, how can we learn a craft, right?

Master Zhou, I'll see you in six hours. "

Xu Hongbing bumped his feet to send Qian Wen out of the office.

Not far from the door, Qian Wen met some small leaders and factory doctors just now, but he ignored them and just passed by.

Just take down the factory manager Xu Hongbing. He's not interested in getting to know these ghosts and snakes one by one, and asking for advice on their moves. Anyway, the timber factory is just a transition.

It's just that Xu Hongbing's choice just now was a bit confused, and it seems that he has to wait for the easier position.

Qian Wen also didn't want to get too stiff with Xu Hongbing, so take your time, anyway, it's only a matter of a few days, Xu Hongbing will have to kneel sooner or later, begging him.

He has already told Xu Hongbing that he can cure the disease, and he will come to him sooner or later if he has nowhere to seek medical treatment.

Just after massaging the acupoints, he gave Xu Hongbing a few more needles, but his leg was numb, Xu Hongbing didn't feel it at all, and now several veins on his leg have been sealed by him.

Xu Hongbing's illness would have healed within a day or two, but now it will only get worse if left untreated, his legs may die over time, and amputation is not out of the question.

As for the improvement just now, it was only because of the special technique that the massage activated the blood, and it took a while.

If Xu Hongbing really gave him an easy job, he would find a reason on the spot, press the button carefully, unseal the thread, and treat it for a few days in a fake manner.

Now, Qian Wen shook his head.

"Kun'er, are you okay?"

"What did the factory manager ask you for?"

Going back to the place where the materials were delivered, on National Day, Catch Up was carrying logs, and when he saw Qian Wen came back, he hurriedly said concerned.

Even when Tu Zhiqiang saw it from a distance, he also came over.

"It's alright."

Qian Wen shook his head, "It's fine."

He didn't explain much, and he couldn't explain clearly for a while. When the matter is over, they can digest it slowly.

Qian Wen didn't go to any wood processing, he was an apprentice, so he stayed here in the delivery area to catch up with them and help.

Only when the clouds are cleared can we see the sun, good things take a long time, first carry the wood, exercise and exercise.

With ease, he carried the wood and sent it to the sawing machine.

After working for a while, looking at Tu Zhiqiang, Qian Wen frowned. He was too busy just now, and now he can take a good look at him.

Now Tu Zhiqiang and Zheng Juan don't know each other yet.

But in the play, Tu Zhiqiang is suspected of being gay, which is not tolerated in this era, so he pretends to marry Zheng Juan to deceive others.

But he thinks that Tu Zhiqiang is rubbish, his fiancée was raped, and he can continue to make friends and play with the person who raped his fiancée lightly, so he will not choose to be friends with such a person.

Even if she is gay, it is because he doesn't love Zheng Juan, but Zheng Juan is relying on him. If something happened to Zheng Juan, for her own family, she endured the grievance and swallowed her teeth, but Tu Zhiqiang can treat her as a Nothing happened and still befriend the abuser?
In the play, seeing Tu Zhiqiang's upright face, when he was shot, he looked righteous and awe-inspiring, but Qian Wen's personal opinion is good, good death, good shot!
He couldn't even protect his own woman, and if he played with the rapist who raped his fiancée, he deserved to be shot, and he was not wronged.

After looking at Tu Zhiqiang for a while, he didn't hide it at all, which made Tu Zhiqiang feel very uncomfortable.

"Bingkun, what do you think of me?" Tu Zhiqiang asked strangely.

Qian Wen paused for a moment, then suddenly told a story, "There is a man who likes men but not women, but no one should know about it.

So he and his friend thought of a way to find a girl from a poor family background and not a city registered permanent residence, and fake marriage with her, so as to achieve the purpose of deceiving others and giving outsiders a false impression.

He did the same.

But one day, one of his friends took a fancy to him and saw his fiancée's beautiful face, so he raped her fiancée while he was drunk.

But when he woke up the next day, he found out all this, he didn't say anything, he acted as if nothing happened, because he didn't love that girl at all, he liked men, so he chose to remain unmoved, maybe compared with his brother's loyalty , this girl is insignificant.

Tu Zhiqiang, I would like to ask, if you were the fiancé of the victim in this incident, how would you choose to treat the perpetrator.

If you were a bystander and learned about this incident by accident, how would you choose to treat the fiance of the victimized girl and the bastard perpetrator?
Um?"

Holding a log in his arms, Qian Wen quietly looked at Tu Zhiqiang to see how he would answer.

Tu Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, his eyes were full of shock, he was Xi Nan, could it be that someone found out.

But after listening to the story carefully, it has nothing to do with him, not him, he looked at Qian Wen strangely.

"Of course the perpetrator was killed, even if he was in prison!" Xiao Guoqing, who was passing by and heard Qian Wen's words, expressed his opinion.

"Yes, if you're not a man, even if you can't protect your own wife, even if you don't like her, that's your fiancée.

Returning brother loyalty, you raped your wife, returning brother? Brainless, mentally retarded, trash!" Sun Chachao, who was carrying the same log with Xiao Guoqing, also scolded.

Qian Wen looked away from Sun Chaochao and Xiao Guoqing, looked at Tu Zhiqiang, and asked him to express his opinion.

Two of his little ones read very little, but San Guanzheng, they have already expressed their views on the story, leaving only Tu Zhiqiang.

Tu Zhiqiang didn't want to get involved in this topic, he felt very awkward, but Qian Wen stared at him closely, not letting go, catching up, National Day also looked at him, his face twitched, looking embarrassed.

"Bingkun, what about you, haven't you said what will happen to you?" Tu Zhiqiang changed the subject.

Qian Wen stared into Tu Zhiqiang's eyes, and said solemnly and seriously, "If I were that girl's fiance, I would not let this happen.

But if it happened, I would beat that bastard to death on the spot.

If I were a bystander and accidentally learned about this incident, I would beat the girl's fiancé violently, and I will see him once, beat me once, and I am not worthy of being a man.

For the perpetrator, I will quietly beat the sap, and then crush the ashes. "

"Hiss~" Catch up, catch up with gasp at the same time, and at the same time give Qian Wen a ruthless thumbs up, but they didn't care too much, because it was just a story, how could there be such a man in the story.

The two greeted them, and they carried the log together and left.

But Tu Zhiqiang saw seriousness in Qian Wen's eyes, as if he saw that the protagonist in the story was himself and he was talking about.

It made him even more uncomfortable, the subject really made him uncomfortable.

"What about you?" Seeing that Tu Zhiqiang didn't want to express his opinion, Qian Wen asked.

Mo Ran, seeing that he couldn't hide, Tu Zhiqiang lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "I value my brother's loyalty very much, and I can do anything for my brother. If I were that girl's fiance, I don't know how to answer you, I can't.

If I were a bystander and heard about this incident by chance, I might choose the same as you. "

When answering, Tu Zhiqiang kept his head down, hiding his eyes.

"Beat the girl's fiancé violently, and beat him every time, thinking that he is not worthy of being a man.

For the perpetrator, quietly knock the sap, and then crush the ashes, right?

Do you agree?" When Qian Wen was speaking, he hugged the log tightly in his arms, and the muscles under the cotton-padded jacket burst, and at the same time, he looked left and right to see if anyone noticed this side.

Tu Zhiqiang was very unhappy with Qian Wen's aggressiveness. He didn't want to talk about this topic, because it seemed to be talking about him.

"Well, I agree with your point of view, let's work quickly." Tu Zhiqiang turned to leave.

Qian Wen retracted his gaze from left to right. This place happened to be in a blind spot, and no one was paying attention. He said silently, "Your choice is very suitable for me." '

Tu Zhiqiang was striding forward, Qian Wenhuai's log had already left the ground, but his rationality stopped his idea of ​​smashing the opponent's log, activated the ability "lucky" for 1 minute, and put one hand into his pocket , called the other party, "Why are you leaving, I can't lift it by myself."

Hearing the sound, Tu Zhiqiang turned his head, just turned half of his body, and his body slipped. It turned out that Qian Wen took out a palm-sized log from his pocket, and threw it precisely at his feet before he turned around.

It was the log that Qian Wen had been using to carve Zheng Juan’s portraits. This was the seventh log, but it was snowing that day, so he kept it on his body without carving. He planned to carve when he had time. up.

There was a pile of logs beside him, with thick snow falling on it, and Tu Zhiqiang plunged headfirst into it.

bang~
Tu Zhiqiang, who was unstable, slammed into the high pile of logs. The snow on the pile of logs swayed and wobbled.

At this time Qian Wen turned around calmly, and kicked hard the log that had just rolled back to his feet, and happened to hit the pile of logs that had been piled up.

It was the straw that broke the camel's back.

wow~
The pile of logs rolled down and became logs.

Tu Zhiqiang, who hadn't gotten up yet, had his eyes bulging in fear.

bang bang bang~
Collision of man and log.

The crystals in his eyes were instantly congested with blood, and when the log hit him, the smell of blood welled up in his mouth.

wow~
The tall logs slid down and collided with each other, crushing Tu Zhiqiang, and there was a burst of earthy smell.

Tu Zhiqiang was buried inside, and the snow that had not been cleaned off the logs covered him.

He passed out without any resistance.

The big log that Zheng Juan used to carve portraits was bumped like a football, and rolled back obediently. Qian Wen bent down and patted the snow on it, and put it in his pocket.

The skills of ancient tricks, the use of martial arts, and the blessing of luck.

Zheng Juan's unformed wood carving perfectly matched with him, and Tu Zhiqiang, a garbage man, was buried in wood.

Qian Wen shouted, "Come on, someone, the rolling log has landslide and hit someone~"

Qian Wen shouted loudly, but his eyes were cold.

At the same time, a person came from the wood factory office, "Zhou Bingkun, where did Zhou Bingkun go~"

(End of this chapter)