This female barber is very skilled

Chapter 15 Emergency Room Doctors

"It's not good, it's not good, the West Bridge killed someone!"

A neighbor ran into the People's Barbershop in a panic.

"What are you talking about? The West Bridge is just a bridge, and it doesn't move. How can it kill someone? Tell me."

The older neighbor asked who was coming.

"At West Bridge, a tool truck hit and killed a bald man!"

"Baldhead?!"

Tang Qing frowned.

"A young man with a shaved head, whose dead body is still lying on the bridge!"

"what?!"

The razor that Tang Qing wiped fell to the instep of his foot, drawing a deep bloody mouth without knowing it.

"Go, go to West Bridge to have a look!"

The neighbors in the neighborhood cheered out, and Tang Qing was left alone in the people's barber shop.

"A young man with a shaved head..."

"A young man with a shaved head..."

"A young man with a shaved head..."

These words buzzed in Tang Qing's ears, her heart had never beat so violently.

She stood blankly in front of the large hairdressing mirror, not daring to look at herself in the mirror.

"Hey, Master Wang, who are you scolding?"

"Why did I scold you?"

"You said that Master Jiujin specializes in shaving people's penis, and I happen to be shaving, so am I not the one who is going to die?"

The conversation just now superimposed the phrase "a young man with a shaved head...", which lingered in Tang Qing's ears repeatedly.

"what!"

Tang Qing punched himself in the mirror with blood red eyes and lost his soul.

"Oh!"

"Wow!"

The hairdressing mirror, which was half a person tall, shattered all over the place, and Tang Qing's hands were bleeding.

"Master Jiujin, what's wrong?"

"Your hand is bleeding!"

"My feet are bleeding too!"

"Quick, go to the hospital!"

The neighbors who went to West Bridge to watch the excitement returned to the People's Barbershop. They were shocked when they saw Tang Qing like this, and they talked a lot, trying to carry Tang Qing to the hospital.

"Baldhead, baldhead..."

Tang Qing's eyes were dull, and he muttered to himself.

"Master Jiujin, I'm here, I'll carry you to the hospital."

The young neighbor squeezed in front of Tang Qing just now.

"Ah?! You, you, you didn't, no, you weren't hit..."

Tang Qing looked at the young neighbor in front of him in surprise, his mood changed from panic to excitement in an instant, and he quickly stopped the last word.

"Master Jiujin, you think too much. The bald man who was hit to death by the tool cart just came out of it. He couldn't control his hand. He reached into someone's pocket to take out his wallet and was found. He fled in a panic and ran into him. One of the tool trucks that I was driving and then crashed into the pier of the West Bridge, it should be regarded as self-inflicted."

The oldest neighbor speaks.

People in Yancheng called the prison "inside". According to accurate information afterwards, the bald man who was killed was a habitual thief.

"it is good!"

After saying the word "good", Tang Qing collapsed on the ground.

……

"Master Jiujin, are you awake?"

Tang Qing opened his eyes, a bald head shaking in front of him.

"Where am I?"

"Emergency room, why did you come in again just after going out?"

The bald head was replaced by a doctor in a white coat, who put salt water on Tang Qing.

"Why do you have to hang salt water again? I'm fine."

Tang Qing struggled to sit up.

"It's all right? There's so much blood flow, and the blood sugar is so low. If the blood sugar doesn't rise after hanging up this bottle of salt water, I need to do a CT scan to find out the cause."

The doctor pressed Tang Qing's shoulder.

"I'm really fine, just bandage me up and give me some anti-inflammatory medicine."

Tang Qing still remembered.

"Lie down and lie down. If this bottle of salt water hangs on, your blood sugar won't rise, and you won't be able to shave your head again in the future!"

The doctor is stern.

"No way? Don't scare me!"

Tang Qing had to lie down.

While hanging salt water for Tang Qing, the doctor warned Tang Qing:

"I scare you? I am responsible for you and the customers who come to you for a haircut. Do you know? If your hypoglycemia has become a disease, then you must never engage in haircutting work."

"Doctor, I just didn't eat yesterday and didn't sleep last night. I'm tired. Don't you know that?"

"But based on your performance in the barber shop just now, I suspect that you have hypoglycemia."

"Impossible, I'm in good health. Hey, how did I behave in the barber shop just now? What did I do?"

"You were not concentrating, flustered, restless, comatose, etc. in the barbershop just now, all of which are enough to prove that you have hypoglycemia."

"Hey, doctor, how do you know what I did in the barber shop?"

"Master Jiujin, it was the old leader who told the doctor."

A shiny bald head flashed behind the doctor. This bald head was the young neighbor, and the old dragon head was the oldest neighbor.

"Old leader, what about others?"

"He and other neighbors in the neighborhood have all gone back to the People's Barbershop, saying that they will help you clean up the mess."

"Why are you still here?"

"The old dragon asked me to take care of you here."

"I don't need to take care of it. You can go back quickly. By the way, tell the old dragon head and the others not to clean up. I will clean up when I go back."

"Master Jiujin, let me take care of you here."

"Go back, I'm here."

"Cousin, Master Jiujin please, I'm leaving."

The bald head walked out of the infusion room.

"Cousin? Are you his cousin?"

Only then did Tang Qing look carefully at the doctor in front of him.

Tang Qing had a weakness since he was a child, that is, he did not dare to look at the faces of strange men.If a strange male customer comes to her shop to have his hair done, she never looks at his face, only his hair.

It stands to reason that a haircut for a customer should be based on the size and shape of the face to determine what hairstyle to cut.

Later, Tang Qing simply only cared about the hair of the men in the neighborhood and made hairstyles for women, and refused to accept business from strange men under the age of 40.

Of course, the most streets and alleys in Yancheng are all kinds of beauty salons, and young men will not choose to shave their heads in Tang Qing's people's barber shop.

At this moment, Tang Qing dared to regard him as the doctor who hung the salt water. The biggest reason was not only that he was a bald cousin, but more importantly, he was wearing a mask, covering most of his face, only his forehead and a pair of eyes were exposed.

Tang Qing can judge from the doctor's broad forehead and the blurred eyes behind the glasses that this is a very scheming man.

Seeing Tang Qing looking at him, the doctor simply pulled off the mask, showing a mouthful of white and neat teeth, and said with a smile:
"Does Master Jiujin remember me?"

Tang Qin looked at the doctor carefully, shook his head, and asked:
"Have we met?"

The doctor put on the mask again and said regretfully:

"Master Jiujin is so forgetful. It seems that I am unattractive. No wonder you refused to shave your head at the People's Barbershop."

When Tang Qing heard what the doctor said, he searched for his shadow in his mind, but he couldn't come out, so he had to say embarrassingly:
"Is there such a thing?"

The doctor raised his eyebrows and said:

"I've been here more than once!"

Tang Qing heard that the doctor's tone was obviously full of displeasure, and thought to himself, no wonder the needle poked so hard when he hung the salt water for me just now. If it falls into his hands, you will have to suffer.

Tang Qing is good at associating, and he likes to think of that from this thing.

The deceased husband once joked that if Tang Qing's language scores were better, he could write novels as a writer.

Tang Qing observed him while searching for the shadow of the doctor who had been to the barbershop.

Seeing that he is of a standard figure, about 1.7 meters tall, with a square face, the degree of myopia in the glasses should not be high, and there is a mole on the corner of the mouth, but unfortunately his eyes are not clear.

Tang Qing heard from his grandfather that when looking at a person, first look at his eyes. His eyes are upright, his eyes are kind and his heart is kind, his eyes are disgusting, and his eyes are evil and his heart is evil.

Tang Qing estimated that the glasses doctor would not be very old, probably less than forty.

"I'm really sorry, my skills are outdated, and I can only shave the heads of neighbors in the neighborhood. You people with status should go to those high-end hair salons."

"People with status? Our doctors are not like you, serving the people!"

"Your style is really high!"

"Your Master Jiujin is the one with a noble style!"

While the two were chatting, a person hurried in from the infusion room and asked hurriedly:
"Where is a toilet?"

The optician took a few glances at the man and replied flatly:
"Go straight ahead, just turn around!"

"Hey……"

Seeing that the person was none other than Li Li, who pretended to be Master Li to scare him last night, Tang Qing wanted to say hello to her, but she had already walked out of the infusion room quickly.

Tang Qing got up and wanted to chase, but forgot that he was hanging on the salt water, and was caught by the infusion tube as soon as he got up, and the needle almost fell off.

The optician held Tang Qing's shoulder, inspected the needle, and said:
"What? Seeing that her hypoglycemia immediately turned into hyperglycemia? Haven't you been scared enough by her?"

(End of this chapter)