There was silence on the other side of the phone, and then a female voice came: "Mr. Jiang, which hospital did you go to?"
Jiang Hua glanced at the name of the hospital on the ambulance, reported it to the little fat man, and then hung up the phone.
Soon, the ambulance arrived at the hospital, and the emergency doctor pulled Xiao San'er into the operating room and started first aid. Jiang Hua sat outside and waited. After a while, Huo Qigang also came.
"Son, how are you handling it?"
Huo Qigang shrugged his shoulders: "It has been registered with the traffic police. We are fully responsible. I promised to compensate him for a new car. Fortunately, Xiali didn't have much money. I wrote a check and the old car was taken directly to be scrapped.
Already."
Jiang Hua smiled and said, "You are really like a young man. When Xiali's driver meets you, he will laugh like crazy."
"What do you mean?" Huo Qigang asked in confusion: "Godfather, did I do something wrong?"
"I took a look at that car. Although it is serious, it can still be repaired. If he has insurance, it will be easier. And I think the car is not new. If you ask to compensate him for a new car, what will happen to the driver?
Can you be unhappy?"
Jiang Hua shook his head and said to Guo Jingjing: "If you two get married in the future, please bring my godson more down to earth. His life will not be like that of ordinary people."
Guo Jingjing nodded subconsciously, then reacted and said sheepishly: "Who wants to marry him? I haven't agreed yet."
Huo Qigang said anxiously: "Then if you don't promise me, who can you promise?"
"Son, you have to listen to what a woman says. Jingjing, my godson is in your hands. As soon as he touches you, his IQ will instantly drop to zero."
The three of them were joking when a few people rushed in from outside. The leader was Hei Buliuqiu, short and short, and his speed was so fast that Jiang Hua was shocked.
"Hey, where did this black bear spirit come from? Is it trying to steal my precious cassock?"
The little black fat man saw Jiang Hua and came over quickly: "Mr. Jiang, thank you very much. Is the mistress here?"
"It's emergency inside." Jiang Hua pointed to the operating room: "Relax, I think it's not life-threatening. As long as you survive, we'll talk about the rest after we get out."
The fat little black man nodded, and his wife came over and said to Jiang Hua, "Thank you very much, Mr. Jiang. If it weren't for you, my mistress would be in danger this time."
"That's a long way to go." Jiang Hua waved his hand: "What's the relationship between me and Gangzi? Besides, San'er is blessed with great fortune and good fortune, so there won't be any big problem."
The fat little black man’s wife clasped her hands together and said, “God bless me, my third son will get through this disaster safely this time.”
A group of disciples were also milling around the door anxiously. Jiang Hua saw that so many people were blocking the door of the operating room and it was too shameful. He pointed at these people.
"Jin Zi, take your junior brother and the others outside. There are so many people blocking the door and hindering the normal operation of the hospital."
Jin Zi glanced at his master, and his wife frowned: "Jin Zi, listen to your uncle, you go back first. I will inform you when there is news."
After waiting for about an hour, the operating room door finally opened. The doctor smiled and said, "The operation was successful. The child should be fine."
But the little black fat man and his wife were very happy. They thanked the doctor repeatedly and pushed the mistress back to the ward. The teacher's wife took care of him. Only then did the little black fat man have time to come out and chat with Jiang Hua.
"Mr. Jiang, what happened to Xia Li in this car accident? How much compensation do you have to pay?"
Jiang Hua waved his hand: "Forget it, it's just a Xiali. My godson has been taken care of, so don't worry about it. By the way, this is my godson and this is my daughter-in-law."
"A talented man and a beautiful woman." The little fat man praised: "Is your daughter-in-law a world champion?"
"That's right." Jiang Hua smiled and said, "Can my godson show his face to me?"
"That's, that's, what do you call your son?"
Jiang Hua just wanted to say that you could just call him nephew, but when he thought about it, it was wrong. The little black fat guy was born in 1973, and Huo Qigang was six years younger than him.
"My son is only six years younger than you. We all do our own things. You can call him brother."
The fat little black man shook his head: "No, logically speaking, I should call you uncle. In this way, you will be my elder from now on. It is not appropriate for you to have friendship with my equal."
Jiang Hua smiled: "I am still an elder, so I will have to give you lucky money from now on."
Knowing that there was nothing serious about his apprentice, the little black fat man was also happy at the moment: "Then if you insist on giving it, I can only continue, and I can't disobey my elders."
"Gunqiu, you are a junior, why do you have to bow to me?"
The fat little black man said with a smile: "No problem, you are an elder and you saved Xiao San'er again. You also helped me so much before. I won't shiver even if I kowtow to you three times."
"You don't shiver, I shiver." Jiang Hua smiled and said, "There are so many people in the hospital."
The fat little black man smiled: "Brother, how much money do you spend with me, I will pay you back."
Jiang Hua laughed loudly: "My godson has not lived in the world since he was a child. He doesn't know the importance of money. He lost someone a new Xiali car."
In one sentence, the fat little black guy was stunned in place.
"It's really otherworldly."
Jiang Hua waved his hand: "You don't have to think about the money for the car anymore. I won't charge you for it. Develop your company well. I won't give you money when I go to listen to cross talk in the future."
"That's not possible." The fat little black man nodded: "My brother and my younger siblings don't need to accept any money. What would I do if I did? Whenever you come in the future, you will all have a seat."
Jiang Hua smiled and said to Huo Qigang and Guo Jingjing: "This guy said that cross talk is top-notch. Even though the industry is not very prosperous now, he lacks an opportunity. If he really wants to seize the opportunity, he will go to their cross talk garden to listen to cross talk in the future. But
It’s hard to get a vote.”
"I'd like to lend you your kind words." The fat little black man cupped his hands and said, "If such a day comes, I will set up a special seat for you."
"The relationship is good. This matter is over now. You watch here, I'll go back first." Jiang Hua waved his hand: "This mistress needs to be taught a lesson in the future. I heard from the owner of Xiali that he drove the car.
It’s extremely fast. This is in the city. It’s okay to drive so fast.”
"Understood. When he gets better, I will teach him a lesson."
The fat little black man said with lingering fear that he was indeed prepared to teach Xiao San'er a good lesson, but he never thought that this was just the beginning of Xiao San'er's miserable life.
In the words of what the little black fat man will say in the future, it is really unimaginable that he has made one of the safest professions in the world so dangerous.
After getting in the car, Huo Qigang asked with a smile: "Godfather, do you know this kind of cross talk actor?"
"Why can't I get to know this kind of crosstalk actor? Didn't the Eight Banners people like to listen to crosstalk and watch theater in the past?"
