A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 1420 Hua Twelve: You Condescend! (Please Subscribe!)

Grandpa Zhuang lay on the ground, his face as pale as paper, expressionless, just like he had passed away.

Grandma Zhuang was completely disoriented, her hands nervously twisting the hem of her apron, her lips trembling with fear, and she kept muttering:

"What are we going to do? What are we going to do?"

Just when she was completely at a loss, hearing Hua Shier say, "She's alright, let's take her to the hospital," she felt like she had grasped a lifeline and suddenly came to her senses:

"Yes, get him to the hospital right away! There's a tricycle in the yard! Quick, get him to the hospital quickly!"

Hua Shier and Zhuang Tunan, one lifting his head and the other his feet, first carried Grandpa Zhuang to the bed and wrapped him tightly in two thick quilts. In such cold weather, it was impractical for him to wear clothes while he was unconscious. If he went out without being wrapped in quilts and got cold again, it would be really dangerous.

Just as he was about to carry it out, Hua Shier looked up and saw the Zhuang brothers, Zhuang Zhendong and Zhuang Zhenbei, still standing at the door, not only not helping, but also staring at him with resentful and indignant eyes.

Hua Shier was immediately furious.

He shoved Zhuang Tunan aside and cursed at the two brothers:
"You little brat, look at your ancestors! Didn't you see Tu Nan fell like this? Aren't you going to come and help? Help your grandpa up in the car! You have absolutely no sense of propriety!"

Zhuang Zhendong and Zhuang Zhenbei were terrified by the beating he had just given them. When he yelled at them like that, their bodies trembled involuntarily. They exchanged a glance, forgetting their murderous glares, and quickly stepped forward to help.

The four of them carried Grandpa Zhuang, who was wrapped in a quilt, out of the house. Sure enough, there was a tricycle parked in the yard, with some miscellaneous items piled up in the back.

Zhuang Zhendong quickly cleared the things away, and the four of them worked together to settle the old man in the truck bed.

Hua Shier glanced at the tricycle, then at Zhuang Tunan, whose pants were torn, and said to the Zhen Dong and Zhen Bei brothers:
“You two take turns riding the tricycle. Tu Nan and I will ride our bikes and follow you. We’re going to the First Hospital; it’s close by.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Grandma Zhuang rushed out of the house:
"Forget the First Hospital! Go to the Machinery Factory Hospital! Medical care there is free!"

Hua Shier raised an eyebrow but remained silent.

The old man's wife and grandson aren't worried, so why is his grandson so anxious?
Besides, he had just checked on Old Man Zhuang's condition; his blood pressure was a bit high, and he had fainted from a sudden rush of anger. If he was left alone for a while, it wouldn't be a big deal.

Grandma Zhuang instructed Zhuang Zhendong, "You two hurry up and go. I'll call your dad and tell him to go to the hospital too."

On the cold night street, Zhuang Zhendong was pedaling his tricycle with difficulty in front, Zhuang Zhenbei was sitting in the back, and Hua Shier and Zhuang Tunan were following behind on bicycles. The dim streetlights cast long shadows of them.

After riding for a while, Hua Shier suddenly asked, "Where is the Machinery Factory Hospital?"

Zhuang Tunan, panting, said, "In the southern suburbs, it takes forty minutes to walk and twenty minutes to cycle."

Hua Shier suddenly realized: "You didn't go there to buy medicine before, did you?"

Zhuang Tunan nodded: "Grandma said that Dad is a retired worker from the machinery factory, and he can get his medicine reimbursed if he goes there."

"Adie" is the Suzhou way of calling one's grandfather.

Hua Shier was speechless. Looking at the ripped knees of Zhuang Tunan's pants, he couldn't help but say:
"You've torn your pants trying to save this little bit of money. Is the reimbursement for your medicine even enough to buy this pair of pants? Ask your grandma if she'll reimburse you for these pants."

Zhuang Tunan remained silent, simply riding his bike with his head down. The cold wind whipped against his face, and he felt the pain from his previous fall, along with a sense of injustice.

After riding for a while longer, Hua Shier suddenly asked curiously, "What medicine did you buy? How much did it cost?"

Zhuang Tunan said sullenly, "Blood pressure lowering No. 0, one box costs 33 cents and can last for a month."

Hua Shier suddenly found it particularly funny and couldn't help but laugh. Then, the more he thought about it, the more absurd it seemed, and he kept chuckling to himself.

Zhuang Tunan was annoyed and embarrassed by his laughter, and slapped his shoulder: "I'm already in such a miserable state, and you're still laughing!"

Because it was late at night, Zhuang Zhenbei, who was sitting on the side of the tricycle, heard the laughter. He turned his head and looked at Hua Shier, his eyes full of resentment.

Hua Shier immediately stopped smiling and glared back: "What are you looking at? Believe me or not, I'll beat you up again!"

Zhuang Zhenbei immediately turned his head away, but Hua Shier still saw that his neck was stiff and his face was full of indignation.

The machinery factory hospital is an old three-story building with peeling paint. One of the lights at the entrance is broken, and the other is flickering.

The doctor on duty was a middle-aged man who looked like he had been woken up from the duty room; he still looked sleepy.

He examined Grandpa Zhuang, took his blood pressure, listened to his heartbeat, and finally said:
"Your blood pressure is a little high. The fainting was probably caused by emotional excitement leading to a sudden rush of heat to the heart. It's not a big problem. Just give you some medication and observe you overnight. If everything is fine, you can be discharged tomorrow!"

Hua Shier felt that the doctors of this era seemed rather irresponsible. If it were in later generations, they would at least stay for ten days or so, give the old man a full check-up, and check if his uterus was healthy before he could be discharged. He remembered a news story from later generations about a guy who went to see a doctor and had his doctor checked like that, which was quite responsible.

While the doctor was writing the prescription, Hua Shier used the hospital's phone to call Li Yiming's family's convenience store.

The phone rang seven or eight times before it was answered. Aunt Li's groggy voice came through the other end: "Hello? Who is it?"

"Aunt Li, it's me, Pengfei. Please call me aunt."

"Pengfei? It's so late. Fine, you wait!"

After a while, Huang Ling's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Pengfei? Have you found Tunan? Why aren't you back? Has something happened?"

Hua Twelve quickly said:
"Auntie, don't worry, it's nothing serious. It's just that the old man, Grandpa, fainted. We took him to the machinery factory hospital. Don't worry, the doctor said it's not very serious. You don't need to come over. It's nothing serious. You and Xiaoting can stay home."

Although he said that, how could Huang Ling be at ease? She asked Song Ying to come and watch over Zhuang Xiaoting, who was already asleep, and then put on her cotton-padded coat and rode her bicycle to the hospital.

Interestingly, Huang Ling, who lived far away, rushed to the hospital, while Zhuang Ganmei, who worked at the machinery factory, only arrived in a hurry. The two met at the hospital entrance.

"Sister-in-law? You're here too!"

Huang Ling gave him a cold look: "My son and nephew brought Dad to the hospital in the middle of the night, how could I not come and see him?"

The two walked into the ward together. Grandpa Zhuang had not yet woken up and was lying on the hospital bed. His complexion was still not very good, but it was much better than before.

Zhuang Zhendong and Zhuang Zhenbei stood by the bed, while Hua Shier and Zhuang Tunan leaned against the wall by the door.

When Hua Shier saw Huang Ling arrive, he quickly stepped forward:
"Aunt, why did you still come? The doctor said it's just that your blood pressure is a little high and you had a heart attack from stress, but there's nothing seriously wrong with you."

Hearing him say that, Huang Ling finally felt a little relieved.

Zhuang Ganmei walked to the bedside: "You were perfectly fine, how could you have suddenly become so anxious?"

As he spoke, he suddenly noticed that his two sons had bruises and swelling on their faces, and frowned: "Zhendong, Zhenbei, what happened to your faces?"

This question had serious consequences. Zhuang Zhendong and Zhuang Zhenbei seemed to have found a powerful backer and immediately began to complain.

"Dad, it was Pengfei who hit us!" Zhuang Zhenbei pointed at Hua Shier, his voice trembling with tears.

Zhuang Zhendong chimed in, "It was because he hit us that Grandpa got so angry!"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Ganmei's anger flared up instantly.

He turned around abruptly, glaring at Hua Shier: "You little brat, how dare you hit my son!"

As he spoke, he raised his fist and charged forward.

Huang Ling couldn't possibly watch Hua Shier suffer a loss, so she quickly stepped in front of him, saying, "Grease me, let's talk this out."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhuang Ganmei swung her arm, causing Huang Ling to stumble.

Huang Ling was wearing cotton shoes, and the ground was slippery, so she fell to the side. If Hua Shier hadn't caught her in time, she probably would have hit her head on the wall.

"Mom!" Zhuang Tunan exclaimed and quickly went to help his mother.

Zhuang Ganmei was taken aback. Seeing that Huang Ling was alright, he swung his fist at Hua Shier again.

Hua Shier's face darkened.

Just as Zhuang Ganmei's fist was about to land on his face, Hua Shier did not retreat but advanced. He raised his left hand and accurately grabbed Zhuang Ganmei's wrist. He took a step forward with his right foot and turned around to execute a standard over-the-shoulder throw!
"boom!"

Zhuang Ganmei was slammed heavily onto the terrazzo floor of the hospital with a dull thud.

The fall was so hard that he was completely stunned. Before he could react, Hua Shier stepped forward with his right leg, straddled Zhuang Ganmei, pressed his knee firmly against his chest, and with his fists clenched, delivered a flurry of Ip Man punches to his face.

The speed of that "日" character's hammer strike was dazzling, leaving everyone dumbfounded; it was the first time they had ever seen someone hit like that.

Hua Shier used the strength of an ordinary person, but his control over the power was so precise that he could hurt people without causing serious injury.

The problem is that seven or eight out of his ten punches are aimed specifically at the nose.

After a few punches, Zhuang Ganmei's nose was split open, blood splattered all over her face, making it look like a crime scene.

"You dare hit my aunt! Just wait and see if you get beaten up!" Hua Shier shouted as he hit her. Zhuang Zhendong and Zhuang Zhenbei had wanted to help, but when they saw this scene, their legs went weak with fear.

Huang Ling was also terrified; she had never seen anything like this before. Thinking Hua Shier was going to beat someone to death, she quickly rushed over to pull him away.
"Pengfei, stop hitting him! Please stop hitting him!"

Hua Shier then stopped, stood up, and didn't forget to comfort Huang Ling:
"Don't worry, Auntie, he just broke his nose, he's fine."

After saying that, he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zhuang Ganmei, who was already stunned on the ground, and said in a serious tone:
"Concession!"

Zhuang Ganmei's mind was buzzing, her nose was sore and sore, and tears and snot mixed with blood were flowing down her face.

Hearing the words "You flatter me," he really wanted to cry—I flatter you, my second aunt!
In the blink of an eye, although the story is quite long, from the moment Zhuang Ganmei made her move to the moment she was beaten down, it only took a dozen seconds.

The commotion attracted the attention of the nurse on duty. When the nurse saw Zhuang Ganmei's face covered in blood on the ground, she screamed in fright and ran to find the security department.

Hua Shier watched the nurse run away and muttered to himself: Shouldn't we stop the bleeding of this idiot on the ground first?
A short while later, two security guards on duty at the hospital rushed over. When they saw Zhuang Ganmei on the ground, both of them frowned.

Zhuang Ganmei, having recovered her composure, pointed at Hua Shier and accused him:
"I am Zhuang Ganmei, an employee of this factory! He hit me! Arrest him immediately!"

The two security guards exchanged a glance and were about to take coercive measures against Hua Twelve.

Before they could speak, Hua Shier preemptively struck:

"Comrades, don't let my height fool you. I'm just a first-year junior high student. Do you really think it's possible for me, a young girl, to beat up a man in his thirties?"

Both security guards were taken aback and carefully examined Hua Shier. Indeed, although he was not short, his face still had the naivety of a young man.

A child beating up an adult employee? That doesn't sound reasonable at all.

One of the older security guards asked, "Then tell me, what happened?"

Hua Shier calmly said:

"Okay, I did hit him, but he started it, and there was a reason for it. He hit my aunt."

"I didn't! I was just rummaging around!"

Zhuang Ganmei struggled to sit up, her nose still bleeding.

Huang Ling said coldly at this moment:
"Yeah, he just nudged me and almost made me fall over. My head almost hit the wall."

Between Hua Twelve and Zhuang Ganmei, she would naturally side with Hua Twelve.

Hua Shier continued, "Is a little shoving not considered hitting someone? My aunt is your sister-in-law, and you, her brother-in-law, are hitting her? Have you no shame?"

Upon hearing this, the two security guards immediately inquired about the relationship between the two parties.

Only then did they realize that Zhuang Ganmei was Hua Shier's second maternal uncle, and Huang Ling was Zhuang Ganmei's sister-in-law.

Zhuang Ganmei was rendered speechless, but when she turned to look at her two sons, she quickly found another excuse:

"I hit him because you hit my son! Guard, look at how he beat my son!"

Hua Shier sneered:
"Then ask your sons why I hit them. Their grandfather has high blood pressure, and instead of going out to buy medicine, they just stayed home watching TV and laughing. Tu Nan rode his bike for forty minutes round trip to buy the medicine and deliver it, tearing his pants in the dead of winter. Tell me, did you think your two sons deserved to be hit?"

Huang Ling then noticed the hole in Zhuang Tunan's knee and how dusty his clothes were, clearly indicating that he had fallen. Her eyes immediately welled up with tears.

The two security guards understood.

The younger, straightforward one glanced at Zhendong and Zhenbei with disgust and blurted out:

"He really deserves a beating!"

Zhuang Zhendong and Zhuang Zhenbei's faces turned bright red.

Zhuang Zhenbei forced a smile and said, "Xiang Pengfei, what are you pretending to be a good person for! You were even smiling on the way to the hospital with Dad!"

Hua nodded: "Yes, I smiled."

“I laughed at how ridiculous this was. Your grandfather was having an attack at home and needed his medication, while you were watching TV at home. Your grandmother called Tu Nan to buy it, and wouldn’t let him go to the First Hospital which was closer to home. She insisted on coming here because they would reimburse the cost here.”

He then turned to the two security guards and the nurse:

"I thought it was some expensive medicine, but when I asked, I found out that Sanmao San could take a month's supply of antihypertensive drug No. 0. For such a small amount of money, they disregarded the patient's condition. Uncle Security, please be the judge. Isn't this ridiculous?"

The nurse nodded repeatedly: "Isn't that foolish? Delaying treatment for three cents? What if something really happens?"

Of the two security guards, the older one said, "Indeed, this was not handled properly."

Hua Shier immediately seized the opportunity to flatter the other party:

"The uncles in the security department are the most reasonable. They can tell right from wrong at a glance, and they don't cover up mistakes even if someone from the same unit makes a mistake."

"Your awareness clearly indicates you've served in the military, right? You must have been influenced by the military environment; you have such a righteous spirit. You truly are one of our soldiers; you're absolutely qualified."

These days, most of the security personnel are veterans, and Hua Shier's words hit the nail on the head.

The two security guards unconsciously straightened their chests, a hint of pride on their faces—see? They've been retired for several years, but their military posture and demeanor are still impeccable.

The older security guard cleared his throat and said seriously:
"It's very clear that Comrade Zhuang Ganmei was in the wrong. How could you just lay a hand on someone?"

Zhuang Ganmei, whose face was still covered in blood, was completely dumbfounded after hearing this: "What? I was beaten up like this? It was my fault?"

"Your casual actions have already affected the next generation, don't you agree?"

The security officer continued:

“Your two sons need to be disciplined more, do you hear me? We’ll just record this incident of you hitting someone and not report it for now. But if you hit someone again, we’ll report it to the factory.”

Zhuang Ganmei felt incredibly aggrieved. She wanted to argue back, but when she looked up, she received a righteous warning look from the two security guards, and she immediately deflated.

He covered his face and timidly said to the nurse beside him, "Um... could you please stop the bleeding first?"

Seeing this scene, Huang Ling finally felt a little better.

Looking at her in-laws' faces, she said coldly:

"Since Dad is alright, and Ganmei, Zhendong, and Zhenbei are all here, then you can take care of him tonight. Tu Nan was badly hurt in the fall, and Pengfei has school tomorrow, so we'll head back now."

After saying that, she took Zhuang Tunan's hand with one hand and Hua Shier's hand with the other, and turned to leave.

Huang Ling was still kind-hearted. The next morning, she got up early again, cooked millet porridge, made two light side dishes, packed them in a lunchbox, and rode her bicycle to deliver them to her father-in-law.

When we arrived at the ward, Grandpa Zhuang was already awake and sitting up in bed. Grandma Zhuang and Zhuang Ganmei were there too; one was peeling an apple, and the other was tidying up.

Seeing Huang Ling enter, Grandma Zhuang's face darkened, and she immediately began to complain:
"So you still know to come? You just left like that last night, leaving your father with Ganmei and the two kids? And Pengfei is staying there, how are you taking care of him? He's unfilial, you need to discipline him!"

Huang Ling ignored her mother-in-law and spoke directly to Gan Mei and his wife. She placed the lunchbox on the bedside table and said slowly:

“Zhendong and Zhenbei are not young anymore. They can’t even run an errand to buy medicine. Isn’t that a waste? You two need to learn from this and stop spoiling the kids.”

These words made Zhuang Ganmei's wife blush and turn pale in turns.

Grandpa Zhuang was so angry he was panting heavily. He pointed to the door and yelled, "You, you get out of here!"

"Okay, Dad, you can rest now, I'm going to work!"

Huang Ling didn't tolerate it and turned to leave.

When she arrived at the nurses' station, she stopped to inquire about the patient's condition. The nurse said the old man had high blood pressure, but it had come down. She would observe him for the day, and if everything was fine, he could go home.

Huang Ling nodded, decided to ignore it, and rode her bike to work.

The Zhuang family was furious in the hospital room.

Grandma Zhuang wiped away her tears: "Look at her, look at her like that! How could Chaoying have married such a daughter-in-law!"

Zhuang Ganmei's face was bandaged, and she spoke with a lisp: "Mom, you have to talk to my brother! That Pengfei is absolutely lawless!"

Grandpa Zhuang said angrily, "Go call your brother! I've been hospitalized and he still won't show up. Tell him to get over here and see me!"

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