Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

Chapter 97 Unable to Stop, Transformed into a Jet Warrior!

After a moment's thought, Liu's father nodded: "Alright, then let's go together."

Liu's mother hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping herself. Although unwilling, she had no choice. She pouted and said to Chen Jianguo, "You can come along, but speak less and don't cause trouble!"

Chen Jianguo nodded and bowed: "Mom and Dad, don't worry, I won't cause any trouble. I'll stand far away."

Liu's mother's words were exactly what he wanted to hear. He didn't want to face Chen Deshun, so the Huang family could rush ahead if they wanted. He was mainly following along to keep an eye on Liu Qiang and see when the drug would take effect. A packet of medicine was quite expensive, and the money couldn't be wasted. He also wanted to see how they planned to ask his father for money.

Thinking this, Chen Jianguo glanced at Liu Qiang discreetly, a sly glint in his eyes.

Ha, let's see how long you can hold out!

"Alright, alright, let's go now."

At Liu's mother's command, the group left the ward in a grand procession.

Chen Jianguo followed at the back with his hands in his pockets, whistling a tuneless tune under his breath. His steps were light, and he seemed to be in a rather cheerful mood.

With the departure of the Liu family and Chen Jianguo, the ward finally returned to quiet, and the dappled sunlight filtering in through the window made it feel exceptionally peaceful.

Liu Rui breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body relaxed, and he slowly leaned against the headboard. He felt the whole world was quiet, and even the wound on his back seemed to hurt less.

"My sister searches for her brother, tears streaming down her face; her heart is filled with sorrow at his absence, filled with sorrow—"

She leaned lazily against the headboard, humming the theme song of "Little Flower" sung by Li Guyi, her gaze falling on the window as she watched the birds flying by, seemingly enjoying this rare moment of leisure.

Just then, the ward door was gently pushed open.

Liu Rui assumed it was Chen Jianguo returning and turned around impatiently, but was slightly taken aback when he saw who it was.

"director?"

The visitor was none other than Liu Rui's superior, Sun Mingyuan, Director Sun.

Director Sun was a little over 1.8 meters tall, with a straight posture. He wore a white lab coat, had a high nose bridge, and unusually dark brown hair with a slight natural curl, which made his skin look very fair.

People in the hospital gossip about him, saying that he has some foreign ancestry and looks like he's in his thirties, gentle and refined, but in reality, Director Sun is already fifty-one years old.

"I heard from Wang Li that you were hospitalized downstairs, so I came to see you during my lunch break." Director Sun's voice was gentle and had a comforting magnetism.

"Oh, don't listen to Xiaoli's nonsense, I'm fine now." Liu Rui was a little flattered and subconsciously tried to sit up straight.

Director Sun quickly stepped forward, gently pressed her shoulder, and deliberately put on a stern face: "Don't move, you're still injured. Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll get it for you."

Liu Rui blushed slightly and shrugged, saying, "I've already eaten, I'm fine."

Director Sun withdrew his hand, casually moved a stool to the bedside and sat down. He spoke gently and softly, "I asked the doctor who operated on you. He said your injuries were quite severe. You had several stitches in your back and lost a lot of blood. If you had come any later, your life would have been in danger."

He paused, a hint of pity in his voice, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

The sudden concern was like a warm current, leaving Liu Rui somewhat at a loss.

She paused for a moment, then hurriedly pulled her hand back from Director Sun's grasp and hid it under the covers: "Director, I'm much better now. I'll be back at work soon and won't be late."

Director Sun waved his hand, his face full of disapproval: "If you're injured, just rest and recover. There's no rush to work."

"Thank you, Director."

Liu Rui felt a surge of emotion. Compared to Chen Jianguo's pathetic state, Director Sun was simply the perfect man, possessing both good looks and a successful career.

"These are all minor matters."

Director Sun changed the subject abruptly, sighed softly, looked at her with a puzzled expression, and said somewhat angrily, "I just don't understand, you're so beautiful and hardworking, how could your husband be so cruel to you?"

The topic changed so quickly that Liu Rui didn't react in time.

"What kind of man are you?! You beat me so badly I ended up in the hospital, and then you disappeared without a trace. You have absolutely no responsibility or accountability! You can't give me a good life, and you've suffered so much injustice. Look at all the men out there, don't they all pamper and protect their wives?"

"What kind of man is he if he can't protect his woman and shoulder the burdens of his family?"

Director Sun's words were full of belittling, yet subtly highlighting his own position.

Liu Rui felt increasingly aggrieved after hearing what Director Sun said. Chen Jianguo was indeed irresponsible and utterly incompetent. He couldn't protect her or the family's money.

Thinking about Director Sun, who has always taken care of me at work and is now visiting me in person, his words full of concern and care, I wonder how happy Director Sun's wife must be.

The contrast was stark, and my dislike for Chen Jianguo only grew stronger.

Seeing that Liu Rui was silent with his head down, Director Sun knew that his words had worked and decided to stop while he was ahead.

He stood up and straightened his clothes. "Alright, don't think too much about it. Just cooperate with the treatment and focus on recovering. I have a meeting this afternoon, I'll come see you again next time."

Liu Rui wanted to get out of bed to see him off.

Director Sun reacted quickly, gently pressing down on her shoulder. This time, the touch was clearer than before, his fingers intentionally or unintentionally caressing her shoulder: "Stay in bed obediently and don't move around."

After saying that, he smiled, turned around and walked out of the ward, gently closing the door behind him.

Liu Rui sat blankly on the bed for a long time before she came to her senses.

She subconsciously touched the shoulder that Director Sun had just touched. Even through her clothes, the skin there felt burning hot, making her feel dizzy.

Did Director Sun seem a little too enthusiastic towards me today? My cheeks flushed again, and a strange, inexplicable feeling welled up inside me.

"Jianguo, where does your dad work?"

As they left the hospital, Liu's mother suddenly remembered that they still didn't know how to get to Chen Deshun's workplace.

This might be the only use Chen Jianguo had for coming along.

Chen Jianguo silently rolled his eyes. And they still wouldn't let him come along? He wouldn't even be able to find his way without him.

They then reported Chen Deshun's workplace and address.

The Liu family had rarely been to the city and had no idea where the address Chen Jianguo had given them was.

Liu's mother asked somewhat impatiently, "How long does it take to get there from here?"

Chen Jianguo did a quick mental calculation: "It would take about fifty minutes to walk there, but taking the bus would be faster."

As soon as he said it, Chen Jianguo regretted it and wished he could slap himself.

Sure enough, upon hearing the words "bus," Liu Qiang's eyes lit up immediately, and he exclaimed, "Let's take the bus! Brother-in-law, let's take the bus! It'll take fifty minutes to walk there, and we'll be too tired to even talk to anyone!"

There are no buses in their village, and I heard that it's not cheap to ride one. Since he doesn't have to pay for it, he might as well take it.

Chen Jianguo's heart tightened, and he secretly groaned.

Including him, there are six of us in total. A single bus ride would cost nearly a dollar, which is enough for a dinner.

too expensive!

He was naturally a hundred percent unwilling, but he forced a smile and tried to salvage the situation: "As the old saying goes, 'Walk a hundred steps after a meal, and you'll live to ninety-nine.' We just finished eating, so let's walk around a bit; it's good for our health."

Liu Qiang narrowed his eyes and said with ill intent, "Brother-in-law, you wouldn't be worried about the money and not want us to take the bus, would you?"

The rest of the Liu family all turned to look at Chen Jianguo. His second uncle added sarcastically, "Jianguo, no offense, but we're here to seek justice for you, to help you get your money back. You can't even afford the fare? Isn't that a bit unreasonable?"

Chen Jianguo blushed at the words and repeatedly waved his hands in denial: "How could that be—"

"Oh?"

Liu Qiang persisted, drawing out his words: "So you're cursing my parents so they won't live to be a hundred?"

Chen Jianguo's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. Living to ninety-nine is clearly a compliment, but in his mouth it became a curse to shorten people's lives? What kind of bullshit logic is that!

He finally understood: these people were deliberately making things difficult for him! Walking was like harming them; with their whole family causing trouble, they'd live for a thousand years!

Chen Jianguo was inwardly cursing, but he had to force a smile and explain, "Qiangzi, what are you saying? This is a huge misunderstanding! That's not what I meant—Alright, I'll take you guys on the bus now!"

The more we try to explain, the worse it gets; we've come this far, there's no turning back now.

Liu Qiang only let him go when he saw that Liu Qiang had given in and was willing to take the bus.

The group walked toward the nearest bus stop with smiles on their faces.

Before long, the bus swayed and pulled up, with the words "Serve the People" painted on its side.

Since it was midday, the passenger flow on this route was average, and there weren't many passengers on the bus; there were several empty seats in the back.

As soon as the bus stopped, the Liu family rushed onto it like bandits entering the city.

Liu Qiang ran ahead and plopped down in a seat: "Mom and Dad, Uncle, come quick, there are still seats here."

With a dark expression, Chen Jianguo pulled out crumpled change from his pocket and counted out the fare for six people for the ticket seller.

After he paid and walked to the back of the carriage, there were no seats left.

These guys—

Chen Jianguo mentally sent a series of greetings to each of them, then put on a gentle smile and found a handrail to steady himself.

The bus started moving slowly, its body swaying slightly with the movement of the bus.

Chen Jianguo had nothing to do, his eyes darting around, glancing at the scenery outside the window one moment and scanning the passengers in the carriage the next. As he wandered around, his gaze unconsciously shifted to Liu Qiang.

The medicine took longer to work than he expected, but it was good that it did.

Chen Jianguo's lips curled up almost imperceptibly, his eyes full of anticipation.

If I don't make you poop your guts out today, I'll be doing a disservice to the huge sum of money I spent.

At this moment, Liu Qiang's brows were furrowed, his buttocks shifted restlessly on the long bench, his eyes were somewhat unfocused, and one hand was rubbing his stomach intentionally or unintentionally.

The bus continued forward, and with each bump and the inertia from each brake, it felt like an invisible hand churning inside Liu Qiang's stomach.

He felt as if a small snake was wriggling inside his stomach; it didn't hurt, but it was extremely torturous.

Actually, my stomach felt a little uncomfortable when I first left the hospital, but I didn't pay much attention to it, thinking it was probably because I ate too much at noon and it would be fine in a while. But as time went on, the feeling in my stomach became more and more strange.

Not long after getting on the bus, the little snake slowly evolved into a dragon and began to wreak havoc.

An indescribable feeling of falling, accompanied by a surging urge to defecate, came in waves that grew stronger with each passing moment, causing cold sweat to pour from his forehead.

A little patience brings peace — just a little more patience, and we'll reach our destination —

He tried his best to hold it in, hoping to reach the station quickly, but the surging waves in his stomach were only inches away from breaking through the final barrier of the tunnel.

He trembled, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Brother-in-law, how much longer until we arrive?"

Chen Jianguo had already taken in his condition. Seeing that he had asked the question, he pretended to have just realized what was happening and glanced out the car window: "Soon, about ten minutes."

After saying that, he pretended to be concerned and leaned closer, asking, "Qiangzi, are you alright? Look at your face, oh, why are you sweating? Is this your first time riding in a car and you're carsick?"

Liu's mother, father, and two uncles also looked over upon hearing this.

Liu's mother quickly asked with concern, "Son, are you alright? If we had known you got carsick, we wouldn't have taken this rickety car."

The two uncles chuckled, and the eldest uncle patted Liu Qiang's shoulder heavily: "Young man, your body is just not up to par. You need to exercise more."

That slap almost scared Liu Qiang out of his wits.

He felt as if his tense body had been smashed by a heavy hammer, and the surging torrent within him had crashed against the dam, almost bursting out.

Liu Qiang kept a straight face, his expression extremely unpleasant. He took each breath carefully, as if afraid that he would lose control if he exerted too much force.

Guan clutched his stomach tightly with his hand, forcing out a few words through gritted teeth: "I...I'm fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt his intestines twitching violently, and a strong urge to fart swept over him, pushing that familiar torrent wildly and constantly stimulating the fragile intestinal wall.

The gate showed faint signs of cracking, and the pain caused cold sweat to instantly break out on the gate, soaking the clothes on my back.

He felt a little regretful. Why didn't he tell his family that he needed to use the toilet before getting on the bus?

Why take chances? Why keep thinking you can just bear it a little longer, and then get out of the car and resolve the issue? Now look what happened!

But there's no going back in life. You have to endure the consequences of your own choices, even if it means death!

"Gurgle gurgle gurgle~"

My stomach was cramping again, and my intestines felt like they were twisted into a pretzel.

Liu Qiang almost ground his back teeth to powder, but he forced himself to endure it.

He didn't even bother to cover his stomach; he gripped his waistband tightly with both hands, squeezed his legs together, and tensed every muscle in his body, stubbornly holding on, his heart screaming wildly:

Come on! Let the storm rage on!

I, Liu Qiang, refuse to believe it! I'm confident I can do it, I'm confident I can make it happen!

Liu's mother sat next to Liu Qiang and saw large beads of sweat rolling down her son's forehead, his face growing increasingly pale. Anxious, she asked, "Son, what's wrong? Are you hot? Or is something wrong?"

Liu Qiang's jaw was trembling, and he felt as if the can was about to leak air if he opened its mouth. There was a faint sign that he couldn't stop the flow from his anus, and that torrent could break through the obstruction and pour out at any moment.

"Zhi, get off, get off the bus, I...I want to~"

Before he could finish speaking, a deafening explosion, like a thunderclap, erupted without warning in the carriage.

"puff--!"

With that loud bang, the raging torrent, like a dam bursting or a missile launched, broke through all restraints. Thick liquid gushed out from Liu Qiang's trouser legs and spread rapidly across the sideboards of the carriage.

Once the gate valve was breached, Bianlan was also unable to control her wings. Immediately afterwards, a series of "puff puff puff" sounds rang out, as if a fire hydrant had been turned on, and the contents kept gushing out.

A series of continuous sounds rang out, accompanied by each spasm of the body, as a new torrent joined in, quickly converging into a small stream of yellowish-brown excrement that spread in all directions.

Liu's mother was closest and reacted first. She froze for 0.3 seconds, looked down at the can, and saw that the yellow liquid had already flowed to her feet.

"ah--!

Liu's mother's scream pierced the carriage, scaring her out of her wits. It was as if she had springs under her buttocks; she suddenly jumped up from her seat and scrambled to hide next to you.

Holy crap!

Liu's father and two uncles were also stunned by this sudden scene.

They watched helplessly as the yellow "swamp" continued to expand, and fearing it would splash on them, they quickly fled from their seats and hid far away in another compartment of the carriage.

The nearby passengers were dumbfounded and covered their mouths tightly.

"Is this... diarrhea?"

"Holy crap, who is this?"

"With your pants on, you're still wiping so much down your pants. How many days have you been holding it in? That's outrageous."

"Ugh~ How rude! How could someone do something like that in a train carriage?"

After a brief hesitation, the stench from the tank, comparable to a biological weapon, swept through the entire carriage like a tsunami.

The smell was sour and pungent, carrying the putrid odor of over-fermented stock, mixed with the smell of gasoline from a bus, making people dizzy and nauseous.

"vomit!"

Under the triple impact of sight, smell, and hearing, the closest person to the large sesame seed jar vomited on the spot, almost bringing up bile.

With Liu Qiang at the center, all the nearby passengers scrambled to escape towards the front of the train.

Several women screamed, covered their eyes, and turned their heads away.

Fortunately, the man in the mirror reacted quickly, shouting at the driver, "Master, quick! Stop the car!"

The ticket collector heard the commotion and squeezed through the crowd to see what was happening behind him.

When she saw the pile of excrement on the back floor, she froze, as if wearing a mask of pain, her eyes, nose, and...

Their mouths were all twisted into the can.

This is the worst luck imaginable!

Having worked as a ticket clerk for so many years, I've seen all sorts of strange things, but this is the first time in my life I've ever seen someone poop in their pants pocket while sitting on a bus, and it's completely full!

This is outrageous! This is terrifying!

At this moment, Liu Qiang, having held back for too long and overwhelmed by the immense shame of being publicly shamed, experienced a surge of bloodshot eyes, blurred vision, and dizziness.

The person was already in a state of dizziness, the body went limp, and it fell straight backward with a "plop" sound, falling into the puddle of excrement created by its own wings. The limbs were out of control and the wings twitched, continuing to excrete.

An even stronger stench hit them, and the ticket collector who had just squeezed through the crowd nearly vomited his dinner from the night before.

He scrambled back, shouting hoarsely, "Stop the car! Stop the car right now!"

Chengji was initially puzzled as to why the people behind him were urging him to stop, as if they were rushing to an early morning market.

Stopping directly in the middle of the road wasn't appropriate, so he pulled over to the side of the road. Just as he braked, he glanced in his rearview mirror and was instantly struck by the horrifying sight of the tank.

Without thinking twice, Chengji slammed down the button to open the car door.

The doors opened, and all the passengers, regardless of age or gender, swarmed off the train, running and vomiting while cursing.

After getting off the bus, he ran more than a hundred meters before standing by the roadside, breathing in the fresh air in large gulps, his face still showing the fear of surviving a disaster.

Chen Jianguo mingled in the crowd and got off the bus.

He stood on the side of the bus, not far from the door, watching the chaotic scene before him, the unconscious Liu Qiang, and the Liu family members cursing at the fleeing passengers at the door, trying hard to suppress his laughter.