Siheyuan: I am stupid, I don't want to be a bootlicker

The middle-aged woman also spoke coldly, and the look she gave He Yuzhu was as if filled with poison.

This woman was none other than Pan Changying, Cao Wenbin's mother.

When He Yuzhu heard this, he turned around and left without any hesitation.

"Hey... Pillar."

Zhou Zican grabbed He Yuzhu's arm and turned to look at Pan Changying. His originally gentle face was now tense.

"Brother Zhuzi is the doctor my grandfather hired. Regardless of whether the illness today needs his treatment, at least let my grandfather see him first."

After hearing this, He Yuzhu turned around and stared at Pan Changying.

Pan Changying's face turned pale and his lips trembled with anger, but he finally turned around and walked in.

After a while, Mr. Zhou and Cao Zhongjie came out from the door together, and Mr. Zhou walked straight towards He Yuzhu.

Cao Zhongjie stood at the door, looking at He Yuzhu with a pair of sharp eyes, his expression was very complicated.

The reason why his father suddenly fell ill was because Wenbin was nowhere to be found alive or dead.

The instigator of all this is He Yuzhui in front of us.

However, his father's life was hanging by a thread, and Mr. Zhou was helpless. He said that only the miracle doctor might give it a try.

And, in order to show sincerity, he asked his grandson to invite people in person.

Unexpectedly, the person invited over was He Yuzhu.

"Pillar."

As soon as Mr. Zhou saw He Yuzhu, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Mr. Zhou, long time no see, are you in good health?"

He Yuzhu also greeted Mr. Zhou with a smile.

"It's okay, it's okay. With your medical skills, you're giving me face by coming here. But I really didn't know about this incident today.

It’s up to you to decide whether to watch it or not.”

Although Mr. Zhou didn't know what feud there was between He Yuzhu and the Cao family, Pan Changying looked very unhappy as soon as he entered the door.

After whispering a few words to Cao Zhongjie, Cao Zhongjie's face also turned ugly.

I think the conflict between the two sides will not be too small.

Cao Zhongjie stood at the door, staring at He Yuzhu with his tiger eyes, his eye sockets so red that blood almost seeped out.

His son went to kill He Yuzhu, but now neither he nor his body is known.

His father's life was hanging by a thread. If he didn't bow to He Yuzhu, his father would not survive the night.

"Zhongjie..."

Pan Changying looked at her man, her face turned frighteningly pale, then she turned and glared at He Yuzhu with a ferocious expression, as if she wished she could tear him apart alive.

Cao Zhongjie's face twitched violently, and he finally took a deep breath and looked up at He Yuzhu:

"Doctor He, my father's life is hanging by a thread. Please come in and take a look. If you have any conditions, please feel free to ask."

When Cao Zhongjie said this, he was already mentally prepared to be humiliated in public.

He even thought that even if He Yuzhu wanted him to suffer the humiliation under the crotch, he would have to swallow his anger for the sake of his father.

Pan Changying turned her head to look at her man, tears falling from her eyes.

No one understood this man's pride better than her, and no one understood this man's deep love for his son better than her.

Even when his arm was pierced by a bayonet on the battlefield, he still had a look of determination and was ready to die.

However, now, for the sake of his father, he had to bow his head to this greenhorn and accept his endless humiliation.

He Yuzhu just glanced at Cao Zhongjie indifferently:

"I came here today for Mr. Zhou's sake. I will see the patient no matter who he is."

Mr. Zhou, Zhou Zican, and even Pan Changying couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they heard He Yuzhu's words.

Only Cao Zhongjie clenched his fists tightly, feeling that the breath he had been holding in his chest was about to explode.

in case,

If He Yuzhu made some excessive demands or conditions, he might feel better.

However, he didn't mention anything, didn't say anything, and agreed so easily to treat his father.

The more frank He Yuzhu was, the more crude, gloomy and intolerant Cao Zhongjie seemed.

This kind of silent humiliation is not as satisfying as letting him suffer the humiliation under the crotch.

However, for the sake of his father, he not only had to endure this silent slap, but also had to be grateful to He Yuzhu.

"In that case, thank you very much, Doctor He. Please come in and check on my father's condition."

When Cao Zhongjie said this, Pan Changying saw that he was biting his lips with his teeth and they were bleeding.

He Yuzhu nodded, signaled Cao Zhongjie to lead the way, and the group entered Cao's house.

Old Master Cao was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face pale, and his breathing so weak that it was almost undetectable.

He Yuzhu sat in front of the bed and felt the old man's pulse, then turned to look at Cao Zhongjie:

"My energy has been exhausted. I can only extend the old man's life for another three months at most."

Although He Yuzhu is not a professional doctor, he is well versed in medicine and knows the saying "a doctor is like a parent to his patients". In addition, out of respect for Mr. Zhou, he cannot bear to stand by and watch the patient die.

However, it is naturally impossible for him to expend his energy and perform supernatural powers to treat Mr. Cao like he did to save Mr. Zhou.

"Okay, do you need to prepare anything?"

When Cao Zhongjie heard that his father's life could be extended for three months, the pain in his heart finally eased a little, and he quickly opened his mouth to ask.

He Yuzhu shook his head: "No need to prepare anything, Mr. Zhou and Zican stay, you all can go out."

Pan Changying raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when he was stopped by Cao Zhongjie.

"Okay, we'll wait outside."

As Cao Zhongjie spoke, he pulled Pan Changying out of the house and waited outside.

Old Master Zhou knew that He Yuzhu was trying to teach himself and his grandson, so he certainly wouldn't miss this opportunity. He stood by and watched He Yuzhu's movements intently.

He Yuzhu first took off Mr. Cao's shirt, then took out a silver needle and started acupuncture.

He was very fast, his movements were smooth and seamless, and it looked as if he had practiced them thousands of times.

Half an hour after the acupuncture, Mr. Cao's complexion began to slowly return to normal, his chest rose and fell, and his breathing was much steadier than at the beginning.

"Okay, old man, please stay here and wait until he wakes up before removing the needle. Bangchui, let's go out first."

He Yuzhu walked outside while talking, and Zhou Zican followed him out.

Cao Zhongjie and Pan Changying, who were waiting outside, stood up and came over as soon as they saw He Yuzhu coming out.

"During this period, the patient should not be stimulated, should not be emotionally excited, and should eat a light diet, with liquid food as the main food."

He Yuzhu looked at the couple, said something coldly, and walked away.

Zhou Zican also followed him outside, but Cao Zhongjie didn't care about He Yuzhu's attitude and rushed directly into the old man's room. Seeing that the old man looked much better, he relaxed.

On the way back, Zhou Zican looked at He Yuzhu with a stern face and said nothing. He felt a little scared, but he couldn't help asking:

"Brother Zhuzi, what's the problem between you and the Cao family?"

He Yuzhu did not hide anything and told the story of Cao Wenbin, and then told the story of Cao Zhongjie sending people to kill him.

However, he would naturally not tell anyone about the fact that he killed Cao Wenbin.

Zhou Zican was a smart man. After hearing what He Yuzhu said, he naturally guessed something. When it comes to killing someone, it's either you die or I live, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Zhou Zican sent He Yuzhu back to the steel rolling mill. The two agreed to have a drink together when they had time, and then said goodbye.

As he had nothing to do in the afternoon, he rode his bike home from get off work early. He first wandered around the streets to check on the patrol team, then when he thought it was almost time, he went to the street office to pick up his wife.

When they reached the entrance of the alley, they ran into the second uncle who had just returned from outside. The second uncle was holding a lot of daily necessities in his hands.

Things like washbasin, towel, toothbrush, soap, etc. must have been prepared for Guangtian and his wife.

"Ring ring ring..."

He Yuzhu started ringing the bell from a distance, asking the second uncle to get out of the way.

The second uncle turned around and saw that it was He Yuzhu. His face, which had originally been smiling, suddenly turned gloomy.

He took two steps toward the side of the road, then immediately walked to the middle to block the way, preventing He Yuzhu from passing.

"Ring, ring, ring, ring."

He Yuzhu was not in a hurry. He followed the second uncle slowly and leisurely, and kept ringing the bell, causing everyone in the alley to look over here.

The second uncle felt that the eyes of the people around him were not very friendly, so he quickened his pace and walked back.

Originally, it only took three to five minutes to get from the alley entrance to the courtyard. As he sped up, He Yuzhu also followed him on his bicycle.

"Ring, ring, ring, ring."

The clear sound of the bicycle bell rang all the way, and the second uncle felt that his ears were almost deafened.

He turned around and glared at He Yuzhu angrily, then moved away from the gate less than a hundred meters away.

He Yuzhu didn't hesitate and pedaled his bicycle, passing by the second uncle in a flash, splashing up a cloud of dust.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough."

The bicycle was going very fast. The second uncle just opened his mouth to curse, but when he opened his mouth, all he could hear was dirt.

When I looked up again, He Yuzhu was already at the door, ready to go in. I was so angry that my stomach was about to explode.

When He Yuzhu and his wife came in, Lou Xiaoe couldn't help but laugh:

"Why are you competing with him for no reason?"

"Hey, I'm just going to argue with him. I'm happy to see him angry."

He Yuzhu walked into the yard while talking and laughing, just in time to see the third uncle carrying his grandson Tutu out of the house.

"Uncle, are you taking your grandson out for a stroll?"

"Hey, Zhuzi, Xiao'e, you just came back?"

The third uncle was holding his grandson and smiling so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Oh, you are so lucky. Look how close this grandson is to you. Unlike the one in the backyard, he doesn't even call you grandpa and won't let you hold him."

He Yuzhu watched the second uncle walk into the door and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Hehe, the second uncle's grandson just came back. After a long time, they will get familiar with each other and become close."

The third uncle naturally saw the second uncle as well, and he said something casually while walking outside.

"Hey? Third uncle, what you said is not right. I heard that children are spiritual and they are naturally not close to those who have bad intentions!"

As soon as He Yuzhu finished speaking, the second uncle appeared at the door with a dark face, staring at him with a pair of eyes.

Lou Xiao'e poked her husband and whispered:

"Okay, let's go in. You better stop talking. It's their business whether they are close or not. Just take care of little Jiji."

He Yuzhu walked towards the middle courtyard, saying in a childish tone:

"Humph, that's right. You said my dad is often not at home. The last time he came back, little Jiji wanted him to hug him, calling him grandpa all the time."

The second uncle was angrily trying to retort, but, firstly, He Yuzhu had entered the room, and secondly, his grandson really wasn't friendly to him, so he had nothing to say.

The second uncle returned home with a sullen face. When he saw his eldest grandson Liu Xiangrong and the youngest grandson Liu Xianghui playing in the backyard, they ran into the house to find their mother as soon as they saw him. He couldn't help but get angry:

"Humph, this child is so ignorant, and his mother doesn't even say a word. The child is so old, but he doesn't even call grandpa or grandma.

If this gets out, people who don’t know would think that we, as elders, don’t care about your life or death!”

Liu Guangtian's wife Yu Haifeng was cooking in the house. When she heard these indirect criticisms, her anger suddenly bubbled up.

He dropped the kitchen knife in his hand onto the chopping board with a clang, strode out of the room, glared at the second uncle and cursed: