"Uncle is not feeling well. Help him into the house."
"Hey, hey!" Wang Zecheng hurried over to help his father.
"Sit down and drink tea?"
"No, come here. I have something to say to you," Wang Yao said.
"What's the matter?" Wang Zecheng followed Wang Yao to the yard.
"Have you felt any discomfort recently?" Wang Yao asked.
"Discomfort? No?" Wang Zecheng was stunned.
"Oh, that's good." Wang Yao patted him on the shoulder with a smile and turned to leave.
"No, what do you mean?" Wang Zecheng was confused.
"Yao, you can't just say half of what you want to say. You have to make it clear." He chased after him with a smile.
"I see that you don't look well. There may be a problem recently."
"Ah, what's the reason?" Wang Zecheng was frightened.
"I don't know."
"Can you take a look at me?"
"Let's talk about it when you have a problem." After that, Wang Yao left without looking back.
"There is a problem? Is he fooling me?" After seeing Wang Yao go away, Wang Zecheng muttered, "You have a problem!"
He turned to walk home and fell to the ground with a bang. His forehead hit the door frame. He suddenly saw stars. It was so painful that tears and snot ran down his face.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!
He went into the room with his hand covering his forehead.
"What's wrong with your head?" His wife came out of the room and saw him covering his forehead.
"It's nothing. I hit the door frame." He went into the room and looked in the mirror. His forehead was swollen.
"Ah, bad luck. It's all that damn Wang Yao's fault!"
In the afternoon, one person came to the clinic. He was from the village and felt uncomfortable. Wang Yao checked him. It was just a common cold. He didn't prescribe medicine. He asked him to go home and cook a bowl of ginger soup. Then, he went to the Kang bed and wiped his sweat.
In Jing, thousands of miles away …
"Sister, you can go back. Don't worry, I'll be fine here." Chen Zhou smiled at Chen Ying.
It had been a few days since the Spring Festival. Chen Ying sent her brother back to the treatment center for further observation. Naturally, she didn't want to do this, but her rationality told her that she had to do this. This would have a good effect on her brother's treatment.
"Ai." Chen Ying left reluctantly. The time she spent with her younger brother made her feel the preciousness of family love. Precious things naturally had to be treasured.
After leaving the treatment center, he returned to the small courtyard and found someone waiting there.
"Hello, Chief Wu."
"I'm back."
"Ah, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Please come in." She hurriedly opened the door.
"Is something the matter?"
"Oh, I have a small question."
"Please speak."
"Wang Yao's second aunt is in Beijing?"
"Yes."
"Which unit?"
"This?" Chen Ying hesitated.
"Don't worry. Don't worry. I've already talked to Big Sister Song about some things."
Chen Ying then told Wu Tongxing where Wang Yao's second aunt was working.
"Okay, thank you." Wu Tongxing said a few words and then left.
He had come here for this matter. In fact, he could have asked his secretary to handle this matter. However, it was on the way. He came over and asked. It would be very smooth and normal.
Chen Ying thought for a while and called Song Ruiping.
"It's okay," Song Ruiping said. "Come over. I have something to arrange for you."
After a while, she arrived at the Su family's house.
"Your brother has gone back?"
"Yes, he has gone back."
"Go to Lianshan County and find Dr. Wang," Song Ruiping said. She originally planned to arrange for Chen Boyuan to go, but after thinking about it, she thought Chen Ying was more suitable.
"Invite him to Beijing?"
"Just take it as a reunion. Don't mention it."
"Okay, I'll go tomorrow," Chen Ying said.
After leaving the Su family's house, Chen Ying called Wang Yao to confirm whether he was in the mountain village recently. After confirming, she booked a flight to Lianshan County the next day.
In the mountain village, at Wang Zecheng's house …
"Ouch, be gentle." Wang Zecheng covered his cheek.
"Look at you. You can even hit your cheek while chopping wood. I really admire you," his wife muttered as she applied medicine on his cheek.
"Do you think I want to do that?" Wang Zecheng was angry.
He felt that he was very unlucky today. First, his forehead hit the door frame and became swollen. Then, he missed a step on the platform and fell on his face. He almost knocked his front teeth out. In the afternoon, when he was chopping firewood, the debris hit his cheek and almost pierced his entire cheek.
"It's all that damn Wang Yao's fault!" The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was Wang Yao's fault. Since he came to his house, bad luck had been continuous.
"What does your accident have to do with Yao?"
"He came to our house this morning and said that I didn't look well. He asked me to be careful these days."
"So he was right?" His wife hurriedly said. "I only heard that he was good at treating illnesses. I didn't expect that he was also good at physiognomy!"
"What the f * ck do you know? He's the one who killed all of us!"
"Why don't you ask Wang Yao to take a look at you, get some medicine from him, and ask him what's going on?"
"No!" Wang Zecheng was very decisive.
The sky darkened.
After dinner, Wang Yao came out of the house at about eight o 'clock. As soon as he came to the north-south road in the village, he saw a man gesturing under the lamppost.
"You, stop, you, go!"
"I'm talking to you. Why don't you wear a seat belt when you drive?"
"Come down and blow. Are you drunk?"
Drunk too much.
Wang Yao leaned forward and looked.
"Uncle."
"Stop!" The man squatted down and seemed to be touching a stone.
Shouldn't you just play the role of a policeman? You should take out your gun when you meet a bad guy. Touching a stone, why does it look like you met a wild dog?
"What's your name?"
"You drank too much."
"What do you mean? Tell me, where is your accomplice? "
"Well, you're quite into the role."
"Wait here!" Wang Yao turned around and walked away.
"Stop right there. If you don't stop, I'll shoot."
"Go ahead."
"Bang!"
"Ah!" Wang Yao cooperated and shouted.
"You're not honest."
Wang Yao went to the man's house and told his family that he was leaving.
"Auntie, my uncle is drunk and is on the street. You should go and see him."
"I'll go now. Thank you, Yao."
The drunkard's wife followed Wang Yao to the street.
"Hey, where is he? He was here just now."
"Hey, why is the water so cold? Why is there no fish? "
At this time, they heard a man's voice coming from the side of the river. They hurriedly followed the sound. When they shone the light, a person was soaking in the river. It seemed that he was catching fish in the river.
Good guy!
The role changed quite quickly.
Although it was not the middle of winter, the weather was still very cold. The river water was still bone-chilling.
"Wang Yifu, come up right now!" The woman was angry when she saw the situation. She wanted to go down as she spoke.
"Wait here, Auntie."
Wang Yao saw it and jumped into the river. He stepped on a stone and grabbed the man who was practicing dog paddling in the river with one hand. Then, he jumped up and went back to the shore.
"I'll let you drink!" The woman slapped him a few times in front of Wang Yao. It was a crisp sound.
The man didn't know if he was drunk or stunned by the sudden slap. He didn't say anything for a while.
"Auntie, don't be angry," Wang Yao said. "Take my uncle back first. It's cold. Don't catch a cold."
This man had a good reputation in the village. Usually, he was a warm-hearted person. Whenever someone asked him for help, he would agree. The only bad thing about him was that he liked to drink. Moreover, he would get drunk every time he drank. When he got drunk, he would make a fool of himself. The couple often fought because of this, which was well-known in the village.
"He deserves to freeze to death!"
Although he was angry, Wang Yao still helped him to send him home. Then, he took a look at him.
"Uncle is fine. He just drank too much."
"Hey, thank you, Yao."
"It's okay. I'll go first."
"Hey!"
The woman sent Wang Yao out of the door.
She went back to her husband on the bed and slapped him twice.
"Who hit me?"
The woman scolded as she changed his clothes. After all, he was her husband. Although she was angry, he was still a qualified husband when he woke up. He was quite good to her.
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