At noon, most people had gone home for lunch, so there were not many people on the street. Other than the last few customers, there were only a few passers-by who stopped to look at them curiously. When they felt that there was nothing important, they walked away.
Some of the customers were familiar with Zhang Zian. They didn't know the relationship between Zhang Zian and Welder Zhao, so they thought that Welder Zhao was hired by Zhang Zian to work for him. They kindly reminded him, "Store Manager Zhang, are you trying to extort us?"
Society was complicated, and they reminded him out of good intentions.
First of all, it was true that Welder Zhao was stingy. Everyone understood that he would occasionally take advantage of others, but he did not seem like the kind of person who would do such a thing. In addition, if his acting skills were that good, it would be a waste of his talent to extort people.
The paleness of his face and the sweat that kept gushing out was definitely not something that could be faked.
Electrician Wu was also very anxious. He was sweating profusely.
Zhang Zian walked to Welder Zhao, squatted down, and asked, "Master Zhao, what's wrong? Should I take you to the hospital? Or should I call an ambulance for you? "
Welder Zhao clenched his teeth and waved his hands with difficulty.
Zhang Zian was most worried that he would have a heart attack, but after observing for a while, he realized that he did not use his hands to cover his chest or heart area, so it should not be a particularly urgent condition.
After a while, the discomfort seemed to have subsided. Welder Zhao said weakly, "It's okay … I'm fine. There's no need to call an ambulance … I might have a heat stroke. Let me sit and rest for a while …"
Heat stroke?
There was wind yesterday, but there was no wind today. The air was still a bit stuffy. Plus, Welder Zhao and Electrician Wu were both wearing canvas overalls with long sleeves and long pants. They were busy going back and forth between the ground and the roof, sawing wood and moving materials. It was indeed possible that they had a heat stroke.
The backs of the two masters' overalls were wet with sweat. Master Zhao's entire back was damp, but it was unclear how much of it was sweat from exhaustion and how much of it was sweat from exhaustion.
Even at the end of summer, heat stroke was normal, so Zhang Zian asked Wang Qian to go to a nearby pharmacy to buy some Huoxiang Zhengqi water.
Apart from the possibility of heat stroke, the situation was also a bit like sudden hypoglycemia. Zhang Zian saw that Welder Zhao's condition had stabilized, so he quietly waved at Electrician Wu and called him to the side.
"Master Wu, does Master Zhao have diabetes?" Zhang Zian asked in a low voice.
"No."
Electrician Wu shook his head firmly.
The two of them were old friends and colleagues. The families of the two families were also familiar with each other. Diabetes was not a difficult disease to talk about. Once they got it, they would not keep it a secret. Zhang Zian believed in Electrician Wu, but it was also possible that Welder Zhao had diabetes without knowing it.
"Has he had a physical examination recently?" Zhang Zian asked again.
"I participated in the physical examination for retired employees in March," Electrician Wu replied.
March. It had been almost half a year.
"What's the result of the physical examination? Is everything normal? "Zhang Zian asked.
Electrician Wu smiled bitterly. "Half of us are already in the grave. Which one of us doesn't have a little problem? Almost everyone has it. As long as they haven't been diagnosed with cancer, they don't care about other minor illnesses. They eat and drink as they like. Even if they avoid certain foods, how many more years can they live? "
That was true. How many retirees in their sixties or seventies were completely healthy? Not even one in a hundred.
Not to mention the middle-aged and elderly, how many young people in their twenties or thirties would dare to say that they were completely healthy?
"Do you also think that Master Zhao had heatstroke?" Zhang Zian asked for his opinion.
Electrician Wu hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly. "Technically, Old Zhao's body used to be quite strong. I've never heard of him having heatstroke before. But he's old now, after all. It can't be compared to when he was young, right? I had heatstroke myself, and the symptoms were quite similar. The world spun and I couldn't stand steadily. As I spoke, my legs gave way and I collapsed to the ground. "
Zhang Zian pondered and did not respond.
At that moment, Wang Qian came back from the pharmacy with the Huoxiang Zhengqi Water.
Electrician Wu thanked him profusely and walked back to help Welder Zhao drink the medicine.
Zhang Zian asked Lu Yi Yun to make a cup of sugar water and let Welder Zhao drink it as well. One reason was to wash away the bitterness of the Huoxiang Zhengqi Water in his mouth, and the other was to prevent hypoglycemia.
Welder Zhao rested for a while. His symptoms seemed to be alleviated, so he struggled to stand up and continue working.
"I'm fine. Hehe, this medicine is quite effective … Hurry up and finish your work. We still have to go to the restaurant for lunch …" Welder Zhao had just stood up when his body staggered. Fortunately, Electrician Wu was next to him and supported him.
Electrician Wu complained, "Old Zhao! It's not a big deal to work for a day or two. Go home and rest today. Ask your wife to make a pot of porridge. Don't go out to eat those greasy things. You won't lose anything by taking two bottles of wine! "
Zhang Zian definitely could not let Welder Zhao continue working that day. If something really happened, who could bear the responsibility?
Welder Zhao kept trying to be brave, saying that he was fine and that he was probably hungry. If he really could not, he would finish his work after lunch.
Famous was also squeezing in front of the shop to watch the commotion. It had a sensitive sense of smell. At that moment, it vaguely smelled a strange smell, so it moved closer to Welder Zhao.
Welder Zhao was not tall. When he put his hand down, his palm was almost at the same height as Famous's head.
Famous sniffed carefully and finally confirmed that the source of the smell was one of Welder Zhao's palms.
It called Zhang Zian aside and whispered its discovery.
"What? There's a rotten smell? "Zhang Zian was shocked." You're saying that Welder Zhao's hand is rotting? "
"No, I mean, there is a rotten smell coming from his hand, but the smell is very light. It should only be that part of the tissue is starting to rot," Famous corrected its wording.
"That's still very serious!"
Zhang Zian felt a chill down his spine. If that was the case, then it could explain Welder Zhao's sudden illness. The fact that the tissue on his palm had started to rot meant that the white blood cells were working hard to fight against bacteria or viruses. It could have already triggered an inflammatory reaction.
He couldn't care about anything else. He strode to Welder Zhao's side, grabbed both of Welder Zhao's palms, and asked, "Master Zhao, which hand of yours is injured? Was it scratched yesterday? "
Without waiting for Welder Zhao to answer, Zhang Zian had already pulled off the labor gloves on both of his hands. He was shocked to see a band-aid on his right palm.
Zhang Zian pulled the edge of the band-aid and tore it off. It was so painful that Welder Zhao was gritting his teeth and sweating from the pain.
"Be gentle! Be gentle! Brother Zhang, what are you doing? "
Welder Zhao wanted to pull his hand back, but his wrist was firmly held by Zhang Zian.
With the light, Zhang Zian saw that the wound was faintly black.
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