Yan Xiaoliu and Yan Xiaoqi stood at the door of the ward. The nerves in their whole bodies were collapsing. Wu Jin Gao had carefully explained that Shen Wanyuan's mood was very unstable now. Once there was an extreme act of suicide, the two of them would He will rush forward immediately, and if he can't stop him, that's another story.
Shen Sanquan walked over slowly. Shen Wanyuan in the ward was facing away from him, with his head lowered, as if he was thinking about something. The bright scalpel in his hand gave off an attractive light under the sunlight. , the blade is very sharp, thin, and thin, but it touches people's hearts in that way.
"Uncle Wan Yuan!" Shen Sanquan called softly.
Shen Wanyuan didn't react at all.
"Uncle Wan Yuan." Shen Sanquan shouted again, taking the first step into the ward.
"Don't come over." Shen Wanyuan suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly, his pale cheeks full of tears, his chest heaving, unusually excited.
"Okay, okay, okay, I'm not coming. Uncle Wan Yuan, don't get too excited. If you have something to discuss, let's discuss it carefully." Shen Sanquan did not dare to make the slightest move, and hurriedly waved his hands to indicate that he would not step beyond the thunder pool.
"Sanquan, you're doing well." Shen Wanyuan stared at Shen Sanquan and said suddenly: "You clearly knew that I had lung cancer, why didn't you tell me."
Shen Sanquan remained silent. As long as he could save Shen Wanyuan, he would not complain at all, let alone scolding him, hitting him, or kicking him.
"Lung cancer, can I still live with this disease? I don't want to drag you down!" Shen Wanyuan shouted hoarsely, tears falling down his face.
People are all fragile. Shen Wanyuan has always been a strong leader in the eyes of everyone, leading the villagers to get rich and full of motivation. This is because although the village is poor, there is hope after all, but what about lung cancer? The only thing that can be related to terminal illness is death. When Shen Wanyuan thought of this, the pride in his heart disappeared. He even dared not face himself at all. Perhaps ending his life early would be the best thing for his family and himself. of relief.
"Uncle Wan Yuan"
"Shut up, don't say anything, you all go out, I don't want to see you, wuwu." Shen Wanyuan was very excited, his face turned red, and he started crying again as he spoke.
"Uncle Wan Yuan." Shen Sanquan also became angry and cursed fiercely despite his momentum, "Are you still the village chief of our Nangang Village? When we were young, you led us to fight for water from Beigang Village. Take us to the reservoir to pull the net together. Where did your previous courage go? Isn't it just a case of lung cancer? What's the big deal? Don't you even have the courage to fight it? "
Shen Wanyuan kept crying.
"Okay, if you say no, I'll go out immediately. We don't have a coward like you in Nangang Village." Shen punched the horse to death in front of the living horse and cursed loudly.
"Three punches, lung cancer. This, this is a terminal disease and cannot be cured." Shen Wanyuan said intermittently with a runny nose and tears.
"How do you know it can't be cured without trying it?" Shen Sanquan said again: "Uncle Wan Yuan, do you remember? Who taught me how to drive a tractor? The first time I drove it, I couldn't even start it. You They scolded me, said I was stupid, and said I was not born to drive a tractor. But now, take a closer look and see who is my opponent in Shen Sanquan. If I say Shen Sanquan is second, who dares to say first? "The arrogance in the little Diaomin suddenly burst out, and he couldn't help but nod his head when he said Wujin Paste. The old ginger is spicy, but the Shen Sanquan in front of him is really Hunan's Chaotian Pepper, no less inferior to the old ginger. .
Shen Wanyuan seemed to be convinced, and wiped away his tears, "Three punches, uncle, it's useless, I'm making a joke out of you."
"Uncle, as long as you can figure it out, don't worry, Uncle Shugen and I will support you behind the scenes. Whether it's lung cancer or terminal illness, you can always create a miracle and show it to others." Shen Sanquan smiled.
"Three punches, will there really be a miracle?"
"There must be!" Shen Sanquan said firmly. Miracles sometimes appear in people's hearts.
Shen Wanyuan looked outside the window. The warm winter sunshine shone in, making people feel very warm.
Looking at Shen Sanquan, the old village chief asked blankly: "Sanquan, are the vegetables in the greenhouse okay?"
"It's very good. Now our village's vegetables are well-known outside. If you are from Yuncheng, you will know that."
"That's good. When will it be better for people all over the country to know about it?" Shen Wanyuan said with a little longing.
"Yes, yes, Uncle Wan Yuan." Now whenever Shen Wanyuan says anything, Shen Sanquan will agree without hesitation. He is the ancestor now and cannot afford to offend.
"Are the fish in the reservoir okay?"
"Okay, okay, they are all sold. This year everyone has money to celebrate the New Year and buy new clothes. Qingshan is getting married and is planning to buy a TV."
"Qingshan is getting married?"
"Yes, we will get married on the eighth day of the lunar month. The date chosen by Aunt Xiu couldn't be better."
"It's too big." Shen Wanyuan said to himself, then turned to Shen Sanquan and asked, "Sanquan, when will you get married?"
"Uncle Wan Yuan, you have the final say. I will tie the knot whenever you tell me to."
"Good boy." Shen Wanyuan said leisurely: "Three punches, grow good vegetables and build a good reservoir. Nangang Village depends on you. In the future, remember to let the villagers live a good life and strive to become well-off as soon as possible. "
"Yes, uncle, and you, let's build a greenhouse together and plant a few acres of land next year. Good times are not far away from us."
"Three punches, I won't accompany you anymore. Remember what I told you to make the villagers rich, do you hear me?" At the end of the sentence, Shen Wanyuan's voice became louder, and he suddenly grabbed the scalpel and fiercely Wipe it towards your neck.
"Uncle Wan Yuan!" Shen Sanquan was shocked and was not prepared at all. In the end, this stubborn old guy didn't want to make everyone worry about him and wanted to end his life as soon as possible.
The sharp scalpel emitted a cold light, piercing Shen Sanquan's eyes red. He ran out almost instantly. Just as he rushed in front of Shen Wanyuan, a flying knife shot from behind, hitting him accurately. On the scalpel held in Shen Wanyuan's palm.
There was a crisp sound, and the scalpel fell to the ground, but the flying knife still kept flying towards the glass of the ward at a rapid speed.
With a bang, the glass on the wooden window sill was shattered and fell down with a clang.
Shen Sanquan took advantage of the situation and hugged Shen Wanyuan tightly. People outside the ward rushed in and immediately picked up the scalpel on the ground.
"Uncle Wan Yuan, Uncle Wan Yuan, why can't you think about it?" Shen Sanquan shook him vigorously. The old man who had been hit hard finally calmed down and cried silently.
"Dad!" Shen Tian also walked in, and together with Xu Haiying, the family hugged each other.
Shen Sanquan slowly let go of Shen Wanyuan. He knew that the old village chief would not have the urge to commit suicide for the time being. Even if he did, he would not be able to do it under the eyes of everyone.
"Thank you, Xiao Qi!" Shen Sanquan walked over, looked at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and said sincerely. This is the second time this boy has saved someone. Without him, Shen Sanquan would not dare to say anything. Without life, one finger must disappear.
"Haha." Yan Xiaoqi grinned and wiped the cold sweat from his head, "Fortunately, I did it, huh."
Wu Jingao looked at his proud godson and patted his shoulder gently, "What a good boy, Xiao Li's flying knife is nothing more than that."
"Seventh brother, you've made some progress, haha." After the matter was resolved, everyone relaxed, especially Yan Xiaoliu, who was still in a collapsed state just now, and saw Yan Xiaoqi shooting the flying knife without hesitation. , he was really shocked. If the shot missed a little and hit the old village chief, it would really be more than worth the gain.
Li Guolong and all the police officers under him looked at Yan Xiaoqi with a look of astonishment, "My dear, is this the Little Li Flying Knife written by Master Gu Long?"
I have been a police officer for several years. I have seen people who can fight, people who can run and jump, and people who can play with guns and sneak around a lot. But it was the first time that Li Guolong saw someone who could handle a knife to this level. When he went back In the future, his bad mouth will definitely add fuel to the fire and gossip a lot in the office. At the same time, he will look at Wu Jin Gao and Shen San Quan even more differently. What kind of characters are these? Those who are famous and dare to kill people, and now there is a master of hidden weapons. If these people are all together, how can their strength not be terrifying?
It seems that it's time for the underworld in Yuncheng to change its masters, at least that's what Captain Li Guolong thinks in his heart.
Looking at Shen Wanyuan who had calmed down, Shen Sanquan finally understood that no matter how strong a person appears on the surface, he would become vulnerable once the most vulnerable part of his heart is touched.
He, Shen Sanquan, where is the most vulnerable part in his heart? dd