Six hundred and twenty-five: Almost killed by 'filial piety'
Looking at his wife who was still frightened, Zhao Wenzhuo hurriedly spoke to comfort her: "I'm fine, aren't I here fine?"
"You scared me to death." Seeing that he was not scared at all, Zhang Guifang avoided his wounds and slapped him. She was a little scared when she mentioned what happened today. All the wounds on his body were on his stomach.
, if the knife had cut deeper, it would have really turned into disembowelment.
But thinking about the wounds on her husband's body, Zhang Guifang probably understood why this happened.
The young man who reported the news in the past probably had little experience, and seeing how much blood was coming out of Zhao Wenzhuo's body, he was nervous and mistakenly thought that Zhao Wenzhuo was seriously injured.
How could Zhao Wenzhuo not know what Zhang Guifang could figure out?
The fact is exactly as the wife imagined. The young man sent to report the news today was a new recruit just recruited in September this year, and was assigned to him by Director Wu.
The young man had little experience, and he was entangled with the prisoner at the time. Both of them were injured during the fight, but the prisoner was wearing dark clothes, and the blood on it was not so obvious.
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But he was different. In order to monitor the prisoners, he deliberately changed into his usual clothes.
The dress was light in color, and it was very conspicuous if it was even stained with something like that, not to mention that it was stained with each other's blood when the two were entangled.
In this case, wouldn’t the young man have misunderstood?
Speaking of this, Zhao Wenzhuo suddenly remembered something. When fighting for the dagger with the prisoner, although he deliberately avoided the key position, he still inserted it in, and the prisoner was seriously injured.
Zhao Wenzhuo wanted to ask about the prisoner's situation, but looked at his haggard wife and swallowed the question.
Forget it, don't worry your wife, wait until she gets home and ask again.
Because Zhao Feng and others had to go to work tomorrow, after my sister-in-law and uncle chatted for a while, Zhang Yu urged them to take my sister-in-law back to rest, and he took the initiative to take over the work of keeping vigil for his uncle.
Zhao Feng was a little worried, thinking about his vigil.
Zhang Yu waved his hand and tried to dispel his thoughts: "You are not good at taking care of people, so let me do it. Besides, keeping vigil is not a big deal. Didn't I keep vigil the last time you were injured? Don't be too nagging.
Now, let’s take my sister-in-law back to rest.”
"No, let me do it. Don't worry, I have enough energy. Don't worry," Zhao Feng shook his head and denied Zhang Yu's statement. Isn't it just a vigil? What's the problem?
Zhang Yu glanced at him and said unceremoniously: "You insist on me saying it out loud. Don't you worry about keeping vigil for my uncle? Are you worried that you can help?"
As soon as these words came out, several people present quickly recalled Zhao Feng's feats back then, and all fell silent.
Zhang Guifang originally thought that her nephew was still young and objected to his nephew's vigil at night. Zhang Guifang opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything to ask her eldest son to keep vigil at night.
There is no way, the eldest son is really unreliable!
When Zhang Yu said this, Zhao Feng also remembered the unreliable things he did back then.
After just briefly recalling the scene at that time, Zhao Feng blushed with embarrassment and anger. When his family members looked at him, his face started to turn red from the base of his ears and down his neck.
He opened his mouth to explain that he was still young back then, but he definitely wouldn't be anymore now.
But he couldn't say it, and he felt a little painful in his conscience. He could only look at Zhao Wenzhuo lying on the bed with pleading eyes, hoping that he would tell him personally that he wanted to stay and watch the night.
Zhao Wenzhuo was stunned when his eldest son looked at him. He couldn't help but recall that he had been injured a few years ago. When his wife was too busy, he asked his eldest son to take care of him. As a result, his originally minor injury became inflamed and suppurated, almost killing him.
The old fate scene.
Thinking of this, Zhao Wenzhuo shook his head subconsciously. He was seriously injured this time, but he could not bear the pain.
The eldest son also promised everyone that he would take good care of himself and told everyone not to worry. However, the night before, he bumped into the stent with the medicine hanging on it next to the hospital bed. The stent, with the medicine on it, hit his wound.
, smashing the wound that the doctor had just sutured during the day.
In the middle of the night, the doctor pushed him into the operating room again and opened his stitches again.
Because of what happened, the eldest son felt very guilty. In order to make up for his guilt, he brought a basin of water over to wash his body.
At that time, he was still too young and did not realize that his eldest son was unreliable.
Because I was worried that my eldest son would blame himself for this incident, and for the sake of his mood, I agreed to his actions with the intention of making amends.
After all, he was covered in blood and sweat, and it was really uncomfortable after it was done. He could just wipe it off.
As a result, good guy, the eldest son will really surprise him!
There was indeed nothing wrong when he wiped himself, but no one expected that it would be such a coincidence. He was completely relieved, and the basin of dirty water used to wipe his body was spilled on his wound because of his eldest son's stumble.
Yes, not a drop of it was spilled anywhere else.
Even though the doctor gave him emergency disinfection, the wound still became inflamed and suppurated.
In the end, there was no other way. The doctor could only cut open the purulent area, drain the pus, and then perform anti-inflammation.
Thinking of the punishment he suffered at that time, even a tough guy like Zhao Wenzhuo couldn't help but shudder.
If he hadn't been lucky, he would have been killed by his eldest son as a result of "filial piety".
If he were to encounter him again, even if he was lucky, he would probably be in trouble.
Not to mention that he is no longer young, and his physical fitness is not as good as it was back then, but he cannot withstand this kind of trouble.
For the sake of his own life and safety, the eldest son should find another way to be filial to himself.
Thinking of this, Zhao Wenzhuo ignored his eldest son's pleading eyes and said ruthlessly: "Go and do your work. Xiaoyu will take care of me here."
After saying that, he turned his head away, not wanting to see his eldest son's expression.
To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that his other two sons couldn't spare any time, he would have planned his duties directly and strictly prevented his eldest son from getting close to him until he recovered from his injury.
Seeing the cold and ruthless look of his old father, Zhao Feng's shoulders slumped in despair.
For the sake of Zhao Wenzhuo's health, everyone present turned their heads and ignored his performance.
Seeing that each one was more hard-hearted than the other, and no one spoke for himself, Zhao Feng sighed and gave up his idea: "Okay, Xiaoyu, I will let you keep vigil at night."
Hearing what he said, everyone couldn't help but sigh, and the next words shocked everyone: "Xiaoyu, if you are tired, don't carry it, I will be waiting to take over at any time."
"Brother, I'm not tired at all. You should go back and rest quickly. You have to go to work tomorrow."