Ever since Xu Damao was mentioned, the atmosphere at the wine table became lively.
Si Zhu and Liu Guangtian saw that Du San was willing to listen, so they counted on their fingers sentence by sentence all his crimes from childhood to adulthood.
"You peed on me when you were little!"
"You even took off a girl's pants!"
"That Gouri's current partner was pried from Brother Zhuzi's hands!"
"And in the last paragraph, he was umming a lot!"
…
As Du San listened, the sense of loyalty in his body started to burn in his chest under the influence of alcohol, almost gushing out.
"It's so irritating!"
He stood up drunkenly, looked at Silly Zhu with red eyes, and said with a strong smell of alcohol in his mouth: "Brother, let's go get him now, do you dare?"
"Whoever dares is stupid!" Silly Zhu was already a very reckless person, not to mention that he was already in a drunken state at this time. He rolled up his sleeves and stood up, full of murderous aura, as if he was going to
A life-threatening attitude.
"Count me in!" Liu Guangtian also started to protest. He had been unhappy with Xu Damao for a long time!
"Be honest with me!"
How could Chu Heng let these drunkards do whatever they wanted? He slowly swallowed the leg slices in his mouth and said to them angrily: "Can you all be smarter? If you look for trouble now, you can guess it with your butt.
Coming out has something to do with Shazhu, isn't it intentional to hit someone's knife edge?"
"It's okay, Mr. Chu." Du San showed a sinister smile on his face and said very experiencedly: "Brothers will never lift a finger on him, just give him a few mouthfuls of shit, even if they are caught afterwards.
, it’s no big deal.”
"Hey, that's a good idea. It's better than beating him up!" Silly Zhu slapped his thigh, pulled Du San and walked out in a hurry: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up!"
"Wait for me, wait for me!" Liu Guangtian chased out with excitement on his face...
Chu Heng stared at the three people running out in shock, and silently put down his chopsticks.
He finally found the reason why he couldn't talk to these guys.
Not perverted enough!
You fucking feed people shit!
What a loss!
"Brother, I see Silly Zhu and the others have left. Have you finished eating?"
At this moment, Qin Jingru suddenly appeared outside the window, with deep concern on her fair and tender face: "Have you drunk too much? How about I make you some sobering soup?"
Chu Heng squinted at the well-behaved and considerate second room, and suddenly grinned: "You should go back and rest first. I will take you to the park for a walk in the evening."
He wants to be more gregarious.
……:.
The next day.
As soon as Chu Heng walked into the shop carrying his three precious fishing rods, he heard some exciting news from an aunt.
Last night, three drunkards masked in black turbans broke into the rolling mill hospital and poured a bucket full of feces into the mouth of an unnamed man named Xu!
"Tsk! You're so crazy!"
When Chu Heng heard that the three goods were actually gone, he almost jumped out. He secretly scratched a few large mosquito bites on his butt without leaving any trace, and hurriedly ran into the office carrying the fishing rod.
Today's morning tea party was so strong that he really couldn't listen to it.
After the handover was completed, the fishing friend from yesterday also came over, and Chu Heng took him straight to the Ming Tombs on his bicycle.
He has no intention of cooperating with that perverted group, and he has no ability to do so.
It's better to just be a fisherman honestly.
From this day on, Chu Heng once again returned to his old life of leisurely clouds and wild cranes.
During the day, if there was no meeting, he would carry his fishing rod and wander around Sijiucheng with Old Man Lian and other fishing friends, looking for various holy fishing spots.
In the evening, he would sometimes have a drink by himself, and sometimes he would invite friends to get together.
Of course, late night snacks are definitely a must.
This moment cannot be left behind.
Although the days are dull, they are also interesting.
The only flaw is that his little girl Ni's return date is still undecided.
Although he is now accompanied by his second wife, Ni Yinghong will always be Ni Yinghong, and no one can replace her in Chu Heng's heart.
Should I miss my mother-in-law? No matter how many midnight snacks I eat, it’s useless!
On the Nth day when Mama Ni is away, I still miss her.
…
Maybe God didn't want the young couple to be separated like this forever, or maybe they just couldn't stand someone's extravagance.
One afternoon, Chu Heng had just returned from fishing in Mentougou when he received a telegram from his beloved wife.
This telegram was more than 300 words long, but the content was not the heartfelt confession he expected, but about the condition of Grandma Ni Yinghong.
After taking the special medicine, the old lady's condition stabilized, but she never got better. The expert named Ivanov tried several treatments on the old lady with no results, so he proposed to do a lung transplant on the old lady.
Excisional surgery.
This was the last resort he wanted to use, but it was also the last resort.
This treatment plan is quite risky. It doesn't matter whether it involves removing a lung lobe or even pulling out a few ribs. With the old lady's body and bones, she may not even be able to get off the operating table.
But without surgery, the old man's physical condition is almost exhausted. No matter how much special medicine he uses, he won't be able to survive for long.
Therefore, Ni Yinghong wanted her husband to find experts in Sijiucheng to see if they could come up with a milder treatment plan.
If it really doesn't work, then we can only let the old man go to hell for a while.
After Chu Heng read the telegram, he frowned and thought for a while, and quickly went through all the friends he knew who were related to doctors in his mind.
Not long after, he set his sights on a buddy named Tang Pingliu who worked at Tongrentang.
Even though that guy doesn't look good, he has a good family background.
His father, Tang Quan, was the chief physician at the Sijiucheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and his grandfather, Tang Jishi, was a renowned master of traditional Chinese medicine. He often went to Haizi for walks.
With their connections in a medical family like theirs, they would definitely know several experts in treating tuberculosis.
Chu Heng looked up at the time and saw that it was just four o'clock in the afternoon.
If you go to Tongrentang at this time, you should still be able to come back in time to hand over.
Judging from the telegram, the old lady's condition should be very serious. It would be better to do it sooner rather than later.
So, he hurriedly went to explain to the people in the shop, and then hurriedly left the shop.
Along the way, Chu Heng pedaled the bicycle so hard that the chain was about to burst into flames!
It didn't take him even twenty minutes to get to Tongrentang.
It happened that Tang Pingliu was not busy at this time and was squatting at the door chatting with a few colleagues.
Chu Heng rode his bicycle and stopped in front of him. He took out the telegram from his pocket and handed it over: "Lao Tang, take a look at this. It's urgent!"
"What's the situation?" Tang Pingliu walked up curiously, took the telegram in his hand, and read it at a glance. After a while, he put down the telegram, frowned and said, "This person's condition is a bit serious."
