Liu Muqiao sat on the No. 31 bus and looked at the scenery.
It was still a bit crowded at this time, so Liu Maqiao had no choice but to hold on to the handle and stand in the carriage.
An old man comes up.
He grasped the handrail and swayed.
The girl next to him hesitated for a moment. Apparently, she was ready to give up her seat.
"You, get up!"
The old man shouted.
The girl hesitated again.
"Are you educated?"
The old man shouted again.
The girl stood up, with tears in her eyes and a look of panic and shame.
"Give your seat to the old man, didn't your mother teach you this?" The old man was still mumbling.
Everyone is a little angry.
"What are you looking at! Shouldn't she give up her seat?" The old man was about to sit down. When he saw everyone looking at him, something was wrong with the light in his eyes, he shouted again, "Really, what kind of world is this?"
Ah, the world is getting worse and worse!"
No one answered him.
Seeing that no one answered him, he was about to sit in his seat. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, the seat was occupied.
"You!" the old man was angry.
"Does this seat belong to you? The girl just gave it to me, not to you. I am very tired and need to rest."
The speaker is Liu Muqiao.
The old man raised his hand.
"Don't do it! I'm telling you, if you hit me, I won't respect the old and love the young. You all look at it, it's him who is planning to hit me." Liu Muqiao said loudly.
"Get up!" the old man shouted loudly.
"What's wrong? Am I your son or grandson? I'll get up if you want me to? The bus is public, and whoever sits first gets it."
"It's a rule to give up your seat to an old man."
"Is there any? Is there such a rule? Which law stipulates that one must give up one's seat to the elderly?"
"It is a virtue to give up your seat to the elderly, and you should be virtuous."
"Why should I speak?"
"You should speak up! Driver, it's up to you to judge." The old man asked the driver for help.
"I'm sorry, I can't see. I have to pay attention to the front. You can't be arrogant in the car. Just be reasonable." The driver said, whistling gently, and he was in a particularly good mood.
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"You're not ready to get up, are you?" the old man warned.
"If I don't get up, let's see what you can do to me?" Liu Maqiao smiled.
"You bastard who has no parents to teach you, I'm going to teach you a lesson!" The old man wanted to find something, and he would beat Liu Muchiao if he grabbed a child's sugar cane.
"Hey, old comrade, you can't do anything!"
"You old man, please be reasonable."
"Don't hit people. If they hurt you later, we won't help you."
"That's right. As soon as you came up, you yelled at others to give up their seats for you, which made other girls cry."
"Originally, this little girl was ready to give up her seat to you, but you are too domineering."
"You're not very old. I just saw you chasing the bus, and you were more agile than Sun Houhou. Why can't you stand still as soon as you get up?"
At this moment, the car came to a sudden stop, and the old man jumped forward, quickly grabbed another handle, and stood firmly.
"You damn driver, you did it on purpose!" The old man turned around and scolded the driver.
Another sudden brake, causing everyone in the car to flip forward and backward.
Obviously, the driver did it on purpose.
There was a reason for his deliberate intention, because this old man did not forcefully grab a seat once. He did this every time. If others were a little slower, he would scold them and even hit them.
He specially picks little girls to bully.
Someone recognizes this guy, he is a donkey killer.
Even though he is almost sixty years old, he goes to the countryside once every two days, and each time he helps others kill donkeys. He is such a good job that he can kill a male donkey by himself.
When they reached Erma Road, Liu Maqiao stood up.
"You don't want to take it anymore?"
The old man was embarrassed by the bus driver's sudden stops and starts. After he regained his footing, he saw Liu Muqiao getting up and thought he had won.
"I'm getting off the car."
Just as the door opened, Liu Muqiao took a step forward and was already on the road. He heard an angry shout from behind: "I remember you."
Familiar streets.
Familiar big tree.
Familiar taste.
"Uncle, here are ten slices of stinky tofu."
"Okay, are you back?"
"Back."
"Would you like some rice noodles?"
"I won't eat today."
"Dean Xie bought a lot of meat today. Is there going to be a dinner party at the orphanage again? Meat is so expensive now, more than 30 yuan a pound, which she can't bear."
Liu Muqiao took the stinky tofu and turned around to walk to the orphanage.
The door is not closed yet.
"I'm back!"
As soon as he entered the door, Liu Muqiao shouted at the top of his lungs.
The orphans rushed forward.
Liu Muqiao took off the bag from his shoulder and said, "Here, go pick out what you want to eat."
The orphans carried their backpacks and left.
"Back?" Xie Min came out.
"This is stinky tofu, and it's piping hot."
Liu Muqiao handed the stinky tofu to Xie Min. According to the old rule, the two of them split 40-60, Xie Min got 4 bucks and Liu Muqiao got 6 bucks. This has been the rule for more than ten years.
"Dr. Li in the clinic is injured. You go and see him. It is said here that you are very good at Antai Hospital, right?" Xie Min poured the stinky tofu into the bowl and said.
"I'll tell you in detail later. I'm going to see Dr. Li." Liu Muqiao turned around and left.
When I arrived at the clinic under the tree, I saw Dr. Li's feet wrapped in gauze from a distance, limping there to change the patient's dressing.
It was obvious that he was reluctant to give up his business, so he insisted on going to the hospital to see a doctor.
Seeing Liu Muqiao coming, Dr. Li quickly said: "Come on, it's the best time to come. Help me take a look at these patients. I have a fever and it seems that I can't think coherently."
Liu Miqiao touched Dr. Li's head and said, "You have a fever. The wound is infected. You need to go to the hospital quickly."
"It's okay, I took cefuroxime."
"Open the wound and let me take a look."
Dr. Li has also heard the rumors about Liu Muqiao, especially the famous doctor Xiong Benji, who was also saved by Liu Muqiao, so there are more people talking about it here on Second Avenue.
Dr. Li sat down and untied the gauze from the wound, and there was a slight smell.
"If you have an anaerobic bacterial infection, you are not afraid of tetanus?" Liu Miqiao said as he bent down and looked at the wound carefully.
"No? I have antitoxin here. Why don't you give me a shot?"
"A fight is definitely necessary. Let me help you debridement again. Your surgical debridement skills are not good, Lao Li."
"That just so happens that I have another patient here who also needs debridement."
Dr. Li was jumping to get ready, and Liu Maqiao helped him clear a seat and let him lie down.
"Local anesthesia or block anesthesia?" Dr. Li asked.
"What do you think?"
Liu Muqiao has good puncture skills, and he can also perform anesthesia for puncture. He can also perform block anesthesia.
"Just block the anesthesia and help clean it up."
"They are already infected wounds, so it will be difficult to clean them completely."
However, Liu Muqiao’s debridement and suturing is at a master level. An ordinary infected wound can reach the level of a first-class incision after one debridement.
"Are you Mu Qiao? I've had this wound for several months, can you help me clean it up?" said a patient next to me.
"How many months has it been?"
It has been a chronic infection for several months, and this job is not easy to handle.
This chapter has been completed!