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Chapter 144 The One Who Really Cares (Please Subscribe)

"Brother Hai, can I be discharged from the hospital?" Agui asked excitedly after seeing Lu Hai.

Hearing this, Liu Yingchun actually breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, according to the patient's condition, he can apply for discharge from the hospital. As long as he is discharged from the hospital, it will be a relief for him.

It's just that neither of them got what they wanted. Lu Hai said: "The doctor said that the stay will be about 10 days. I have already applied for you and paid the money."

"Brother Hai, I'm really fine." Agui had a bitter face, then excitedly wanted to stand up and continue bouncing on his one leg.

When the nurse Liu Yingchun saw this, her face darkened instantly, and she immediately went to support her. Unfortunately, this time, it might be because he got up too violently, and the center suddenly shifted, and the whole person leaned towards her.

Liu Yingchun sighed, this kind of thing is quite common, but she didn't care too much, and straightened him up in two strokes, as long as he didn't fall, that's the best.

But Agui's face was extremely red, and he looked very embarrassed, and apologized to Liu Yingchun: "I really didn't mean it."

After finishing speaking, he seemed a little incoherent and didn't know how to organize his words. He said to Lu Hai, "Brother Hai. I really didn't mean it. I don't have any thoughts about her. I just bumped into her accidentally."

"." Lu Hai was stunned, not knowing what to answer, what was this guy explaining to him.

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but after he finished speaking, even Liu Yingchun felt embarrassed, it was the first time he had encountered such a speechless patient.

Seeing Agui so lively, he felt relieved. Looking at the situation, the injuries on other parts of his body were almost healed, and now the only thing missing was this foot.

Lu Hai handed the fruit to Liu Yingchun and asked her to help wash it, while he sat by the bed and said to him, "Anyway, the money has been paid. If you live for ten days, give me your salary card."

"I haven't been to work for a few days." Agui frowned.

"What are you going to do with so much nonsense? I'll give it if you're told. There are five social insurances and one housing fund, and the company will pay for it for you. If you have time, replace the rural medical insurance with the urban medical insurance. The reimbursement rate will be higher." Lu Hai said.

Ah Gui suddenly fell silent. Since childhood, apart from his younger sister, no one has treated him so well. The relatives in the family saw their brothers and sisters, just like seeing the god of plague, and worried that they would ask for money.

There is actually a bastard relative who wants to introduce Chunchun, who is still studying, to an upstart, saying that after getting married, the family situation will be different immediately, and that as long as he has money, he can also marry a wife.

Agui refused on the spot, gritted his teeth and returned all the money borrowed from this relative, and severed contact with this relative.

Agui really hates that kind of open mouth and closed mouth. This is for the good of your family. Only by doing this can your parents have money to see a doctor and you can marry a wife.
Although Ah Gui is stupid, he still knows very well in his heart what is really for the good of his family, sacrificing a pure future in exchange for the happiness of his family members will only make this already unfortunate family even more unfortunate.

From the time he stepped into the society until now, Ah Gui has understood one thing. Not everyone who cares about you must be a good person. Some people will really persecute you under the pretense of caring about you.

Until today, Agui met a person who really cared about him, a person who thought of him everywhere without asking for anything in return, and even cared for his family members.

Agui's eyes were a little red, even in the worst days, he never had red eyes, today it was just Hai Ge who said a few words.

Agui felt an uncontrollable emotion that kept surging up, making his whole body tremble, as if the embankment would burst in the next second.

However, he didn't want to embarrass Brother Hai, so he turned his head and pretended to blow his nose. After blowing for more than two minutes, he suppressed his emotions and turned around and said, "I'll send you the account number later." .”

Lu Hai smiled: "That's right."

At this time, Liu Yingchun came out after washing the fruit and put the fruit on the table. She noticed that the corners of Agui's eyes seemed to be crystal clear.

Seeing this, she was a little stunned, this monster who had tortured her for two days could actually cry.

Lu Hai grabbed a jujube queen.

Throwing it into his mouth, he began to babble. He wanted to sit here for a while and chat with Aguiman, but the phone rang.

Looking at the number above, Lu Hai ate the remaining dates in one gulp, then went to the corridor to answer the phone.

at this time.

In a villa on the outskirts of the city.

A few middle-aged people in loose clothes were gathering at a long table, writing calligraphy with brushes, and there was a special girl beside them to help grind the ink.

If it is correct, that inkstone should be Venus Stone Inkstone, this kind of stone is rare and precious, tough and delicate, very suitable for grinding ink, and the price of one set is more than 5000.

The rice paper is old red star rice paper. In recent years, some educated people have stopped writing and started frying rice paper. It is said that the price of old red star rice paper is extremely expensive, and it can be sold for ten to twenty thousand for a knife.

A middle-aged man in linen casual clothes, holding a brush in his hand, wrote such a poem on rice paper.

The wind rushes to the sky and the high monkeys mourn,

All the clear sand and white birds flew back.

Boundless falling trees rustle,
The endless Yangtze River rolls in.

Thousands of miles of sad autumn are often guests,
More than a hundred years of illness alone on the stage.

After the middle-aged man finished writing, a person of his age next to him clapped his hands and praised: "Mr. Liu, your writing is getting more and more elegant, and you have everyone's demeanor."

Liu Qingyun sighed: "The poem is a good poem, but I didn't write it well, and I even wrote a typo. The word Zhu is three points of water, and I wrote it next to the word."

Li Zhengjing looked at the poem with a frown, and suddenly didn't know how to praise it, so he flattered him: "The artist allows typos. If Mr. Liu becomes famous in the future, your typos will be invaluable. Give it to me."

Hearing this sentence, Liu Qingyun was in a good mood instantly.

"Your mouth is strong enough, okay, I'll give you this picture."

He put down the brush, washed his hands briefly in a copper basin, and asked Li Zhengjing, "How's the investigation on the oysters? The higher-ups don't have much patience. They seem to be selling them on the Internet."

I heard President Liu ask about this.

Li Zhengjing gritted his teeth and became nervous. When oysters were re-sold on the Internet, he had already noticed it, and had people grab several oysters.

To be honest, it is really delicious.

But when I searched back along the sender's address, it turned out to be a broken factory with a line of words "Don't look for it, you can't find it."

What made him gnash his teeth the most was that he bought a total of four oysters, each with a different delivery address, and the second address was a pig farm.

A stone next to it was also posted "I already knew there was a ghost in the group, so I didn't kick you on purpose."

Li Zhengjing spent two whole days, using all kinds of means, and complained to the courier company, but the fart was never found. The other party seemed to know that they would do this, and they were all guarded against it.

However, there was a gap between the hundred secrets. Li Zhengjing started from the platform and finally found out that the company selling oysters was not from Licheng.

Li Zhengjing followed the vine and found out that the legal person of this company was a person named Ruan Yinlu. The company's address was in Ludao, and it was a canning factory.

After learning this information, Li Zhengjing finally understood why he couldn't find the source of the goods. The source of the goods was not in Licheng at all.

This afternoon, he had asked someone to go over to check, and it is estimated that there will be news soon. He said to Mr. Liu: "The investigation is almost done, and the news will be brought back soon."

"Very good." Liu Qingyun patted Li Zhengjing on the shoulder and said, "Don't you always want to go back to work at the headquarters, I can recommend it to the chairman this time."

"Then thank you, Mr. Liu." After Li Zhengjing finished speaking, he went out and brought over a cake of tea: "Mr. Liu, this is what I collected when I was in southern Anhui in the early years."

"Why are you being so polite? Am I that kind of person?" After Liu Qingyun finished speaking, he looked at the tea cake in front of him and said, "This tea has a history. It's a genuine red-printed round tea. Give it to me."

Li Zhengjing nodded.

"Then I'm welcome."
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PS: That typo is flattering, because of an event I actually experienced in October, I still remember it so far, I can only say that the "artist" is too powerful.

(End of this chapter)