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Chapter 245 Li Kuiyong

Perhaps considering that the threat from the little bastard was too great, Gu Shen took it very seriously, and the news came the next day.

The person who sent the message was Zhang Haiyang.

As soon as I reached the entrance of the courtyard on my bicycle, I was stopped by Xu Damao.

"Brother Haiyang, are you looking for Brother Donglai?"

Zhang Haiyang didn't want to pay attention to Xu Damao. He was not so noble that he looked down on ordinary people. After all, his father was also an ordinary person. He taught his brothers since they were young not to have the wrong idea of ​​being superior to others.

But he simply didn't like Xu Damao.

This kid was bent over with a flattering smile on his face. If he were wearing black clothes and carrying a box of cannons, he would be no different from Ergouzi before liberation.

Well, this aversion is natural.

However, Gu Shen only told him that Li Donglai lived in a courtyard, and did not specify where he lived.

Zhang Haiyang could only say calmly: "Then I'll bother you."

"No trouble, no trouble, it's my great honor to serve Brother Haiyang." Xu Damao took two steps back, turned around and ran back to the courtyard.

Li Donglai had just finished breakfast and was about to wash up and go to work when he got the news.

"Thanks, Damao."

After sending Xu Damao away, Li Donglai asked Ding Qiunan to ask for leave for him, then he picked up a medical kit, got on his bicycle and followed Zhang Haiyang to Li Kuiyong's house.

This is a small alley, filled with cramped low-rise houses. The blue-tiled roofs have long been dilapidated due to the ravages of time, and were covered with dark gray asbestos tiles by comrades from the street office.

Compared with the Siheyuan, this is simply a shanty town in the capital. Most of the residents living here do not have formal jobs and can only make a living by relying on assistance from the street office and doing odd jobs.

"According to the information I received from Zhong Yuemin, this is Li Kuiyong's home. In addition to him, there is also an old lady at home."

Zhang Haiyang parked his bicycle in front of a low house, took off the bicycle wire lock from the handlebar and held it in his hand.

Li Donglai frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Haiyang, what are you doing with that thing? There's no need to fight."

Zhang Haiyang was stunned for a moment, looked at the wire lock, scratched his head, and smiled awkwardly: "...I'm used to it."

Li Donglai: "..."

Knocking twice on the old door panel, the door opened with a "squeak".

A young man with a square face, thick eyebrows and a short crew cut stood at the door. He held a piece of black cornmeal in his hand and his cheeks bulged.

"Who are you looking for..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Haiyang standing next to Li Donglai.

"Brother Ocean?"

Chew a few times, swallow hard, and swallow the steamed bun into his stomach. Zhang Haiyang took a breath and asked in a low voice: "Brother Haiyang, does Zhong Yuemin have something to do with me?"

Zhang Haiyang did not say anything, but turned his attention to Li Donglai.

In fact, Zhang Haiyang had already had this idea of ​​asking the little bastard's address from Li Kuiyong.

But Li Kuiyong is too "off". He tried it several times in person but was rejected.

Li Donglai held the door lintel with one hand and said with a smile: "It's not Zhong Yuemin. It's because we want to know the whereabouts of the little bastard."

When Li Kuiyong heard this, the smile on his face suddenly faded, and he said coldly: "That kid has been wandering around all day long. I don't know where he is. Don't come here again in the future."

With that said, he wanted to close the door, but saw Li Donglai's hand blocking the door panel.

"I heard that your mother is seriously ill and has been to several hospitals but has not been cured. I happen to be a doctor. Can you help her take care of her?"

Li Kuiyong was stunned, his hands standing in the air.

He knew Li Donglai's plan very well.

Suddenly fell into a dilemma.

On one side is an old woman who is bedridden. This young man dares to speak wild words, so he must have someone to rely on.

Maybe my mother's illness can be cured by him?

On the one hand, he has been playing with his brother since childhood. If he is asked to betray his brother, he cannot do it.

Li Dong came to see through his inner hesitation and continued: "You grew up with the little bastard. You should know that if he continues like this, it will be his greatest luck to be able to die on the street. Even if he is caught by us, or...

If you are caught by the police comrades and thrown into the fence, you can save your life. As his friend, you should know which option is better for him."

These words made a crack appear in Li Kuiyong's hard heart.

That's right, the little bastard spends all day looking for trouble with the generals. It looks great, but secretly it's full of dangers.

Are those generals so easy to deal with? The reason why they didn't capture the little bastard was because they didn't want to rely on the power of the public security. They wanted to get to know the little bastard personally and wash away the humiliation of the past.

Maybe as the doctor said, letting him be arrested by the police comrades is the best choice for him.

At this time, the doctor's weak voice came from inside the room: "Dayong, who is at the door?"

"Mom, it's the doctor I found for you." Li Kuiyong turned around and said, then turned to Li Donglai and nodded heavily.

Li Donglai entered the room, and the old lady was leaning on the quilt.

Although she had been bedridden for a long time, her complexion was sallow, but her clothes were very clean, and there was no odor in the house like someone who has been bedridden all year round. It was obvious that Li Kuiyong took good care of her.

It's just that when breathing, the mouth is slightly open, and a whirring sound comes from the throat and eyes.

The old lady tried to struggle to sit up, but due to lack of strength, she lay down again.

Li Donglai sat beside the bed and said with a smile:

"Auntie, I am Kui Yong's friend and a doctor at the steel rolling mill. Stretch out your arm and I will help you feel your pulse."

As he spoke, Li Donglai activated the Barefoot Doctor system.

Patient Li Wangshi.

Causes of senile asthma.

Diagnosis and treatment plan:***【The effect has been enhanced】

Bonus points: 1 point

Current points: 1026 points.

Looking at the light red subtitles appearing in his eyes, Li Donglai felt confident.

Senile asthma was not considered a serious illness in previous lives.

As long as the patient is injected with glucocorticoids through aerosol inhalation, oral administration, intramuscular injection, or intravenous drip, relief can be achieved.

Of course, hormone therapy can cause side effects.

It can aggravate high blood pressure, worsen latent diabetes, accelerate the process of osteoporosis and cause the recurrence of old tuberculosis.

In view of this, Huaxia College of Traditional Chinese Medicine has invented a method to treat both the symptoms and the root cause, called "ba cell immunotherapy".

This treatment method based on the principles of cellular and molecular immunology can cure senile asthma without side effects.

But.

In this day and age, let alone cell therapy.

Even glucocorticoids need to be imported from abroad.

Therefore, even if doctors at the hospital diagnosed Wang Li's condition, they were helpless.

This is not a problem at all for Li Donglai, who has a magical side.

Of course, as a doctor, Li Donglai still needs to consult on his condition.

Slowly putting down Mrs. Li's arm, she asked slowly: "Auntie, did you often cough when you were young?"

Mrs. Li nodded: "Ever since I was a little girl, whenever I catch a cold, I will cough for a while. At that time, there was a war and chaos, and there was no condition to see a doctor."

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