This female barber is very skilled

There was thick smoke billowing from Laozhang’s Tofu Mantou Shop on Shixin Street, and a few passers-by stood not far away and shouted loudly.

Tang Qing rushed out of the People's Barbershop and into Lao Zhang's Tofu Mantou Shop.

There was no one in the store, Tang Qing first cut off the burning curtains with the razor in his hand, and threw them out of the store to prevent the fire from spreading.Then tighten the gas tank, use a razor to cut off the leather pipe connected to the gas stove, and swing the gas tank to the street.

A series of actions will take a few minutes at most.

By the time the fire trucks arrived on the downtown street, the fire had been basically brought under control.

"Master Jiujin, thank you!"

"Master Jiujin, you are so brave!"

"Master Jiujin, your reaction is really fast!"

"Master Jiujin, if it weren't for you, the consequences would be disastrous!"

After the fire was completely extinguished, Lao Zhang, Director Liu, policeman Xiao Wang and firefighters praised Tang Qing one after another, especially Lao Zhang, the owner of the tofu steamed bun shop, was very grateful to Tang Qing and kept saying good things.

"What's the matter with you? Don't want your own store or harm other stores?"

Tang Qing didn't buy Lao Zhang's account, and asked him sharply.

Lao Zhang answered Tang Qing timidly while wiping the sweat from his forehead:
"Master Jiujin, I'm sorry, I think it will be open tomorrow. After boiling tea on the gas stove, I went to the vegetable market to buy ingredients. I thought it would only take ten minutes. I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance and gossip a few more , and the boiling water boiled dry, burning the curtain next to it..."

"Old Zhang, thanks to Master Jiujin's quick response and calm handling of everything, otherwise not only your shop would be burned down, but all the shops on Shixin Street would be ruined."

"That's right. The houses on Shixin Street are even-beam houses, and they are all wooden structures. They are old. Once the fire gets out of control, what else can we do?"

Director Liu and police officer Xiao Wang criticized Lao Zhang.

"I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, thank you Master Jiujin, thank you Master Jiujin."

Lao Zhang couldn't help nodding.

"Hurry up and tidy up your shop. Squeak when you need help, and I'll go back to the shop to wash your hands first."

Tang Qing turned around and left Lao Zhang Tofu Steamed Bun Shop.

"Master Jiujin, your hands are bleeding!"

Carpenter Wang caught up with Tang Qing.

"Is it bleeding? Why don't I feel it?"

Tang Qing raised his hand to check.

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, you'll be shocked when you see it.

I saw my own two hands were pitch black, and the bright red blood was bubbling out of the black, which was very glaring.

Tang Qing tilted his head, closed his eyes, and fainted on the street.

"Master Jiujin, are you awake?"

When Tang Qing opened his eyes, there were people standing in front of him, and Wang Xinjie couldn't wait to ask.

"Where am I?"

Tang Qing looked around in a daze.

"In the hospital, feeling better?"

Li Li put her head in front of Tang Qing.

"Hospital? What am I doing here?"

Tang Qing hasn't recovered yet.

"Mom, you're injured, and you've lost a lot of blood."

Xiaoqiang's small head threw himself in front of Tang Qing.

"Am I hurt? Bleeding a lot? Is my hand hurt? My hand? How is my hand?"

Tang Qing stood up and saw that his hands were wrapped in gauze like two big rice dumplings. The scene of fighting the fire flashed back to his mind immediately, and tears came down unconsciously. …

Discovering that Lao Zhang's Tofu Steamed Bun Shop was on fire, Tang Qing rushed in to fight the fire recklessly, until he pulled out the gas tank, Tang Qing did not realize that his hand was injured.

The hands, the hands of the barber, are as important as the hands of the pianist.

Can you still hold a razor if your hand is injured?How can you shave your neighbors if you can't get a razor?Can't you shave your neighbor's head or still be Master Jiujin?Not Master Jiujin, I am nothing!

How can I live if I am nothing?It doesn't matter if I can't survive, but what about Xiaoqiang?He is still young, only seven years old, and has just entered the first grade of elementary school, and he still needs me to earn his tuition.

"Qing'er, don't be so nervous, take a good rest first."

Tang Qing's father came to persuade Tang Qing.

"My hand, my hand..."

Tang Qing looked at his hands, tears rolling down.

"Youth Tuan, don't cry, don't cry."

Li Li wiped away tears for Tang Qing.

"My hand, my hand..."

Tang Qing murmured sadly.

"Mom, your hand hurts. My hand is fine. I can do many things for you."

Xiaoqiang stretched out his two small hands in front of Tang Qing.

"cockroach!"

Tang Qing hugged Xiaoqiang and cried loudly.

Everyone in the ward couldn't help but have their eyes wet.

"Everyone, don't make it so sad. As long as Master Jiujin's hands are well maintained, they can heal quickly."

The doctor walked into the ward.

"Doctor, can I still shave my head? Can I still hold a razor?"

Tang Qing let go of Xiaoqiang, and asked the doctor eagerly.

"Master Jiujin, your hand was injured when you swung the gas tank. It is a serious burn. After consultation, we decided to treat you with a combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine. You should be able to recover soon."

"Doctor, can I still hold a razor after I recover? Can I shave my head again?"

"Well, it depends on how the flexibility of your finger bones recovers after the recovery? If the flexibility of your finger bones can return to its original state, then there should be no problem in continuing to shave your head, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what? Doctor, tell me quickly, tell me quickly!"

"Master Jiu Jin, you have to be mentally prepared. There is no problem in healing the burns on the skin and muscle tissue. But the recovery of the flexibility of the finger bones involves many factors, including medical factors and your own factors..."

"You, you, you mean me, me, me... woo woo woo..."

Tang Qing buried his head in sobbing, and the sound of sobbing was heartbreaking.

After crying for a while, Tang Qing slowly raised his head, raised his hands to his eyes, and after staring blankly for a while, his two hands began to slap each other non-stop, shouting loudly while beating:
"Why should I swing the gas tank? Why should I swing the gas tank?!"

"Mother……"

"Qing'er..."

"Youth League……"

"Master Jiujin..."

Xiaoqiang, Mom, Li Li, and Wang Xinjie held Tang Qing's two hands from left to right, and the others shook their heads and sighed in regret, and couldn't help but wet their eyes with tears again.

Police officer Xiao Wang walked up to comfort Tang Qing:

"Master Jiujin, if you hadn't tightened the valve of the gas tank in time, cut off the gas pipe with a razor, and swung the gas tank into the street, the gas tank would have exploded. If the gas tank exploded, the consequences can be imagined."…

"That's right, Master Jiujin, if the gas tank explodes, not only the storefronts on Shixin Street will be burned down, but the safety of the residents living nearby will also be threatened. Most of them are elderly people. You can’t escape even if you run away. Master Jiujin, what you’re throwing at the gas tank is the lives and property of your neighbors.”

Director Liu also came to persuade Tang Qing.

"Master Jiujin, I have discussed it with Director Liu, and I will report to you as an advanced individual in righteousness and bravery in time."

"Yes, yes, your advanced deeds have not only touched the neighbors in the neighborhood, TV stations and newspapers are also waiting to interview you."

Police officer Xiao Wang and Director Liu continued to comfort Tang Qing.

"No, I don't want, I don't want anything! I just want my hands to be good, I just want my hands to be able to hold a razor, I want to shave my head, I want to shave my head, I want to shave my head! Woooooo..."

After Tang Qing yelled hysterically for a while, she lay on the hospital bed with her head up and cried loudly until she was tired of crying and fell asleep.

The ward returned to tranquility, Xiaoqiang snuggled next to Tang Qing, Tang Qing's mother, father, and father-in-law waited on both sides of the bed, and Li Li and Wang Xinjie accompanied the bedside from left to right.

Policeman Xiao Wang, Director Liu, Carpenter Wang, Pig Slayer, Da Mao, Bao Inquiry, his woman, Shibapi and the eldest cousin exited the ward.

Outside the ward, in the corridors, and in the stairs, there were neighbors who came to visit Tang Qing, including Lao Zhang’s family from a tofu and steamed bun shop full of guilt, grateful owners of a breakfast shop, and customers who had their heads shaved at People’s Barbershop , there are old people and children who rushed over from the orphanage...

Whether it is a child of seven or eight years old, or an old man of eight or ninety years old, they have only one wish in their hearts, wishing Tang Qing a speedy recovery, wishing that Tang Qing can still hold a razor in his hands, and continue to shave their heads.