The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

Qin Huairu didn't respond, because she was thinking about something in her heart.

. . .

Seeing Yi Zhonghai, Jia Zhang's expression immediately darkened.

"Sister-in-law, don't be too sad. Xudong is undergoing an operation inside. I have inquired about Dr. Huang who performed the operation on Xudong. He is the best doctor in our rolling mill." Yi Zhonghai rushed to greet him.

As he spoke, he wanted to reach out to support Jia Zhang.

There was only a "pop", and there was a burst of burning on the cheeks.

Jia Zhang slapped Yi Zhonghai hard on the face.

Suddenly Yi Zhonghai was confused, he covered his face and asked in a daze: "Old sister-in-law, you, what are you?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang spat and cursed: "Yi Zhonghai, you bastard, I knew you had no son and was always jealous of our family, but I never thought that you would be so vicious that you dared to murder Xudong." .”

"Old sister-in-law, you misunderstood, Xudong was injured from overtime work, it has nothing to do with me!" Yi Zhonghai wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Working overtime? As a master, an eighth-level master, why do you let Xudong work overtime? Also, since you are working overtime, why don't you greet him?" Jia Zhang's eyes burst into anger, as if he wanted to tear Yi Zhonghai apart. .

Yi Zhonghai couldn't help taking a step back, and explained with a wry smile: "Old sister-in-law, you, this is because you are being unreasonable."

"How dare you say I'm unreasonable!!" Seeing that Yi Zhonghai dared to quibble, Jia Zhang became angry from the bottom of his heart, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of an old man sitting on a bench carrying water.

She turned around and ran towards the old man, pulling out the infusion needle.

grandfather:??

Jia Zhang ignored the old man, and rushed towards Yi Zhonghai holding the infusion stand as if holding a dung fork.

he, tui!

Yi Zhonghai: ???

All the workers quickly hid aside, for fear of being hurt.

The family members of those patients also hid in the house one after another.

Yi Zhonghai saw that there was no one around, so he turned around and ran away.

"Yi Zhonghai, you old man, dare to murder our family Xudong, see if I don't stab you to death today." Jia Zhang chased after him with a dung fork in hand.

Yi Zhonghai ran a few steps and found that Jia Zhang's speed was faster than his own, his face was livid with fright.

He knows Jia Zhang very well, this old godly woman is cruel and merciless.

Once poked by a dung fork, his life will be lost.

He hurriedly shouted at Qin Huairu who was stunned by the side: "Xudong's daughter-in-law, don't stop your mother-in-law!"

Qin Huairu was looking forward to Jia Xudong's death. After death, she would be able to find another man to marry, which was a relief.

Hearing Yi Zhonghai's call for help, there was a trace of hesitation in his heart.

Since Yi Zhonghai helped her get out of the siege last time, every time he met her in the compound, Yi Zhonghai looked at her in a strange way.

Qin Huairu has also seen the big world, and is very familiar with that look, and of course understands that Yi Zhonghai is playing her tricks.

An old man in his fifties covets his apprentice's daughter-in-law, it's really not embarrassing!

However, Jia Zhang couldn't really stab Yi Zhonghai to death.

In that case, stick stems will be affected in school and work in the future.

Sighing inwardly, Qin Huairu rushed up and put his arms around Jia Zhang's waist: "Bang is his mother, Master Yi is Xudong's master, how could he do such a thing, don't get excited."

"Bah!" After Jia Zhang was stopped, she barked her teeth and claws: "Daughter-in-law, you don't know that Yi Zhonghai is not a good person. When I first got married, he would lie by the window and peep at me and old Jia's bridal chamber. .”

This. . .

This. . .

This. . .

The workers who hid aside gasped one after another, making a huge contribution to global warming.

Qin Huairu had no choice but to hug Jia Zhang's waist.

After all, she was younger. Jia Zhang struggled a few times but did not break free, so she could only stomp her feet and scolded fiercely: "Qin Huairu, I have already seen that, you have an affair with Yi Zhonghai, it must be you Together they killed Xudong."

"You, you, what are you talking about!" Qin Huairu blushed with anger, she wished she could twist Jia Zhang's neck and kick it as a ball.

hiss. . .

hiss. ． ．hiss. ． ．

The surrounding audience gasped again, this relationship is really messed up.

They all looked at Yi Zhonghai with strange eyes.

"Big fellow, don't listen to her nonsense, she is crazy, she must be crazy!" Yi Zhonghai quickly explained.

Just kidding, one is a master and the other is an apprentice's daughter-in-law, can you talk nonsense about this kind of thing? !

Besides, there is still no shadow, and I didn't even touch it with my hands. Isn't this wronged for nothing.

Now Yi Zhonghai couldn't bear it anymore.

He rushed over and stretched out his hand to grab Jia Zhang's hair, and was about to give him a big pussy.

The sound of "Zhi Ning" opening the door made his arms freeze in mid-air.

A nurse came out from inside with a solemn expression. She was stunned when she saw the situation in the corridor.

An old lady was tightly embraced by a young woman, and her hair was pulled by a gray man.

The uncle waved his hand, as if he was about to slap his face.

And the dung fork in the old lady's hand was facing the old man's neck.

Like an abstract statue, the three of them turned their heads to stare at her in unison.

. . .

The little nurse rubbed her eyes, couldn't help taking a step back, and then looked back at the nameplate on the door.

That's right, this is a hospital, not a martial arts scene.

. . .

Chapter 141

After the little nurse made sure that she did not go to the wrong set, she ignored the complex statue.

He shouted loudly: "Who is Comrade Jia Xudong's family?"

These words were like a hammer, hitting the statue hard.

The statue instantly disintegrated and came alive.

The three entangled people separated at once.

"Guangdang"

Mrs. Jia Zhang threw away the dung fork and ran to the little nurse: "Comrade, I, I am Xudong's mother. How is my Xudong?"

"Sorry, although Comrade Jia Xudong was rescued, he lost his legs and became disabled." The little nurse looked heavy.

Disabled. ． ．

Jiazhang felt dizzy and dizzy, her breath was choked in her throat, unable to breathe, she collapsed on the ground.

Qin Huairu's hands and feet were weak, staring at the sallow emergency room, muttering to himself: "Jia Xudong, why are you disabled, why don't you die?"

"What? What are you talking about?" Yi Zhonghai, who was very close to her, could not help but rubbed his ears when he heard it clearly.

Qin Huairu realized that she had made a slip of the tongue, staggered up and rushed towards the operating room.

"Xudong, don't worry, even if you are disabled, I will take good care of you for the rest of your life!"

Mrs. Jiazhang also slowed down at this moment, and a miserable voice came out of her throat, "Son, why are you disabled!", followed behind in a flutter.

Yi Zhonghai was abused by Jia Zhang's family, and he was very angry. He wanted to turn around and go back to the workshop to ignore Jia's affairs.

However, the workers around him were staring at him.

He could only bite the bullet and walked into the operating room.

After Jia Xudong woke up, he had to unify the statement as soon as possible.

Although the workers had a bad relationship with Jia Xudong, seeing that Jia Xudong was disabled, they wanted to go in to comfort him, but they were stopped by the nurse.

The operating room is about the size of two rooms, and with such a large number of people squeezed in, the operating table might be full.

Considering the heavy production tasks, the workers didn't wait too long and turned back to the workshop.

soon.

The corridor was empty.

grandfather:"...."

Holding the infusion bottle in one hand and leaning on the wall with the other, the old man tremblingly walked towards the 'dung fork'.

After walking two steps, a pair of big hands picked up the dung fork and placed it beside the bench.

After Li Donglai helped the old man onto the bench, he helped him insert the infusion bottle, and looked back at the operating room.

Hearing the miserable crying sound from inside, he turned serious and turned back to the office.

Inside the office.

Four old medical doctors have been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Li Donglai coming in with a dignified expression, they were a little confused.

They were seeing a patient just now, but they were called back to the medical department urgently.

Since the establishment of the medical department, even if there are troubles, the director Li Donglai handles them independently.

They have nothing to do except that they study collectively every evening, and the medical accident handling regulations that Li Donglai got from no one knows where.

Sometimes these four old doctors even think that being a medical officer is just an honorary title.

Things are different today.