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Chapter 388

"Uncle, Uncle Yang!"

The two came to the guest house where Su Jian lived, and she had already booked a room in advance.

"Little Jane, you child, why do you live in this kind of place alone? Let's go, let's check out and stay in a big hotel."

"It's right here. The rooms are all booked. Although it's a bit shabby, it's clean and the transportation is convenient." The most important thing is that it's close to Washington University, and just across the alley is Zhongli's dormitory building.

"Here is the information of the new company. Take a look, Jane. The person in charge is my assistant. I will send him to the capital to call the company first."

"Uncle Wenjiewen?"

"Yes, the house has been rented, let's go and have a look tomorrow."

Before going to bed, Su Jian prepared a pack of medicine for Lao Zheng, "Drink more water when the weather is dry, and you can't spoil your body like this next time."

"I'm fine. According to what you said, I went for a physical examination with my aunt last month. The doctor said that I am healthy, and I can live another 50 years without any problem."

Su Jian couldn't help laughing, Lao Zheng's health is indeed good, it's normal to light the fire occasionally, but Yang Bingkun is a bit worrying.

"Uncle Yang, I suggest you also go to the hospital for a physical examination..."

Old Zheng was surprised, "Bingkun, the company organized a physical examination last month, but you didn't go?"

When Su Jian said this, it was probably because of something wrong with his body. Yang Bingkun was a loyal man with strong professional ability, and he was Lao Zheng's right-hand man.

Yang Bingkun sneered, "Hey, I'm in good health, so there's no need to go to the hospital and spend that much money."

"Nonsense, what do you mean wasting money wrongly? I used to think the same as you, thinking that once you enter the hospital gate, you can't keep your wallet."

"It was Jane who told me that some serious illnesses can be avoided in advance, and annual physical examinations are essential. Go to the hospital as soon as you get back, or I'll give you a long vacation."

"Okay, brother-in-law, I see."

Yang Bingkun still didn't take it seriously, he was feeling tired recently, it was because he worked too much and didn't have a good rest, so there was no need to make a fuss.

Early the next morning, Lao Zheng's inflammation basically disappeared.

"Little Jane, your medicine is really good, but it's a bit scary when you take it. Bingkun is afraid that I will be choked to death by grass foam, so I tell you that last night was the most peaceful sleep I had. I can’t sleep well when I travel anywhere.”

Yang Bingkun came out with big dark circles, and looked at his brother-in-law resentfully, he was sleeping soundly, the snoring was like thunder, he didn't sleep well all night.

"Uncle Yang, listen to me and go to the hospital for a physical examination when you get back."

Witnessing that a pair of medicine cured Lao Zheng's aphthous sores, Yang Bingkun also paid attention to it.

The three of them found an early breakfast shop nearby and drank authentic soybean juice and coke rings, and then walked casually along the alley.

"Uncle, let's go over there and have a look."

The alleys were not wide at all, and residents piled up some sundries under the walls, so passing vehicles had to be careful to avoid them.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Suddenly a tricycle rushed out from the side, and went straight to hit an old lady who had just finished shopping in the morning market.

"careful!"

The brake of the tricycle was broken, and the driver had no choice but to scream and shout, but the old lady couldn't dodge in time, and was knocked to the ground by him.

Su Jian rushed over immediately.

"Oh, it's bleeding, the old man is seriously hurt!"

The driver was afraid of bumping into someone, so he jumped out of the car and hugged the old lady first. His thigh was cut by an unknown iron piece.

How sharp the iron sheet is. At this time of winter, wearing cotton clothes and trousers, the old man's newly made cotton trousers are all cut through, and the thighs are dripping with blood.

"stop!"

With a stern sound above her head, Su Jian trembled in fright, and couldn't help raising her head.

(End of this chapter)