"I'll take you back," Wang Yao said.
"No, I'll go back by myself." The old man held the walking stick and slowly walked back.
Wang Yao was still worried, so he followed him until he entered the house.
The old man's back was thin, hunched, bowed, and trembling.
For some reason, Wang Yao felt a little sour in his nose. The more he looked at the old man, the more he felt his back became taller.
This was his father.
"Where have you been this time?" Outside the wall, Wang Yao heard Wang Zecheng's shout inside. His tone was like reprimanding a child who had made a mistake.
Wang Yao stopped. He wanted to jump over the wall and slap him a few times. He wanted to ask him who gave birth to him and raised him.
However, he still held back. It would only make the old man more sad.
Wang Yao walked slowly, crossed the stone bridge, entered the alley, and returned home.
"Why did you come back so late?"
Wang Yao asked. "I just met Uncle Yilong and took him home. It took a while," Wang Yao said.
"He's better. I saw him on the street a few days ago. He was so sick that it was difficult for him to walk," Zhang Xiuying said.
"It's worse," Wang Yao said.
What? Zhang Xiuying exclaimed. Wang Fenghua silently lit a cigarette.
"I guess his son is still so bad."
"Well, yes, when I just took him home, I heard his voice outside. It felt like he was shouting at a child who had made a mistake," Wang Yao said.
In the mountain village, Wang Zecheng's home …
"Ouch, my stomach hurts!" Wang Zecheng squatted in the toilet. He was sweating because of the pain. It felt like something was stirring in his stomach.
"What the hell is wrong with me? I had diarrhea in the morning and in the afternoon! "
After wiping his butt, he came out of the toilet. His stomach was growling again.
"Okay, don't make any noise!" He turned and went into the toilet.
In less than a day, he had gone to the toilet 10 times. He felt that he was floating and had to hold the wall.
"No, I have to go to the hospital."
He informed his wife and rode out on his motorcycle. He was afraid that if he was too slow, his stomach would kick up a fuss on the way. If he had to settle it later, he would have to poop his pants. That would be a tragedy.
He didn't go to Wang Yao's place. Instead, he went to the village's clinic.
Every village had a clinic. However, since Wang Yao opened his clinic in this mountain village and his reputation gradually spread, the number of people who went to the clinic decreased a lot.
"Uncle."
"Ze Cheng, what's wrong? Your face is pale!"
"Diarrhea. I went to the toilet more than a dozen times a day," Wang Zecheng said. He seemed to be very polite and polite to outsiders.
"That's amazing. Have you eaten anything?"
"No, I ate a bowl of noodles in the morning and a bowl of vegetables and a steamed bun at noon," Wang Zecheng said truthfully.
"Shall I prescribe some medicine for you?"
The village doctor gave him anti-diarrhea and anti-inflammatory drugs and told him how to use them.
"Am I OK?"
"Your diarrhea is very bad," the doctor said. "I think you are a little dehydrated. Hurry up and take the medicine. If you can control it, you will be fine. If you can't control it, you will have to come here for a drip."
"Oh, OK, I see."
"Oh, I have to go."
Wang Zecheng hurriedly rode his motorcycle home. As a result, before he reached home, his body was out of his control and "gloriously" pooped his crotch.
"How old are you? How can you still pooped in your pants?" Back home, his wife asked while dealing with business for him.
"Do you think I want to?"
The old man who heard the sound came from the next room.
"You still have diarrhea?" His voice was weak.
"It's OK. You can go back!" Wang Zecheng was impatient.
"Hey, don't eat anything. Have you gone to get the medicine?"
"I know," the old man said. "You are so annoying!"
The old man sighed and turned back to his cottage.
"Oh, no, I have to go to the toilet!" He hurriedly put on a pair of pants and went to the toilet.
At about 3 p.m., a car drove into the mountain village and stopped on the west side of the clinic. A handsome woman got out of the car and knocked on the door. She entered the clinic.
"Sir, am I disturbing you?" Chen Ying asked with a smile.
"No, you are welcome. I don't have any patients here," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Why did you bring things again?" Chen Ying asked.
"Just some local products." Chen Ying put down the things with a smile.
"Is your brother still with you?"
Wang Yao asked. "No, I have sent him back to the treatment center," Chen Ying said.
"Is he sick?"
Wang Yao asked. "Not yet, but I still have a lot of things to do recently. I am afraid that he will be worried if he is alone at home. It may not be appropriate to hire someone, so I sent him back," Chen Ying said.
"Well, I will go back in a few days and take a good look at him," Wang Yao said.
"Really?!" Originally, Chen Ying's main purpose was to quietly mention this matter and get in touch with Wang Yao. She did not expect him to take the initiative to mention this matter. It saved her the trouble of thinking up some excuses.
"Of course, there is also the old man from Wu's family," Wang Yao said.
Since he had taken over this patient and started to treat him, he would try his best to cure him.
"Are you in a hurry to go back?"
Wang Yao asked. "I am not in a hurry. What is it?"
"If you are not in a hurry, stay in Lianshan for one night. I am decocting a decoction for your brother."
"Okay," Chen Ying said. This was something she couldn't ask for more.
The two of them chatted for a while. Wang Yao also asked about Su Xiaoxue's condition. After learning that she was recovering well, he was happy for her.
While the two of them were chatting, a man came in.
He was 1.8-meters tall and looked quite strong. However, his face was pale and he could not walk steadily.
"Wang Yao." After seeing Wang Yao, he grinned. "Sorry to trouble you."
The man who came in was Wang Zecheng. He took two kinds of medicine from the clinic. However, in less than an hour, not only did it not have any effect, but it also made his diarrhea worse. Originally, he wanted to go to the clinic for an infusion, but he finally listened to his wife's advice and came to see Wang Yao.
"Come, sit down."
"No, I can stand."
"Are you not feeling well?"
"Ah, you have said too much," Wang Zecheng said. "My stomach hurts, and the diarrhea is particularly bad."
"What happened to your forehead?"
"I fell and knocked on the door frame."
"What about your cheek?" Wang Yao pointed at his red and swollen cheek.
"When I was chopping firewood, the wood broke."
What? Chen Ying, who was standing at the side, was shocked. This person was really unlucky!
"I can't cure your illness. You have to rely on yourself."
"What?" Wang Zecheng was stunned.
"Rely on myself? How can I treat it?"
"Let me say something unpleasant. This is your retribution."
"What?"
Not only Wang Zecheng, but Chen Ying was also surprised. She knew Wang Yao better. Listening to his tone, he should be angry. She could not help but look at the young man who looked to be in his 30s. What did he do to make this good-tempered gentleman angry?
"Can you make it clear?"
"Do you still need me to say it? Think about what you have done wrong," Wang Yao said.
"Wrong!?" Wang Zecheng stood there in a daze.
"I stole a sheep, two chickens, punctured a car tire, smashed the glass …"
Wang Zecheng whispered. His voice was very low, but Wang Yao's hearing was several times better than that of ordinary people. He heard it clearly.
Well, this guy has done so many bad things!
I didn't expect it!
Chen Ying also faintly heard some of it.
"This is the loafer in the village, right?"
"Oh, I didn't see it. You have done a lot of bad things." Wang Yao smiled.
"Ah!" Wang Zecheng was stunned.
"Hurry up and think about it again. You are going to poop later!"
"No, I have to go to the toilet."
"Go out and turn right."
Wang Zecheng hurried out, squatted in the toilet, and looked down. He was dumbfounded. He was scared.
"Poop! I really poop!"
After he came out of the toilet, he was stunned. When he entered the room, he felt that his eyes were a little absent-minded.
"Wang Yao, what happened to me?"
"You have done a lot of bad things. This is retribution!" Wang Yao calmly said.
"What you just said is secondary. What else did you do? Think about it carefully."
"I didn't do anything else!"
"That can't be helped. Continue to poop!" Wang Yao calmly said.
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