Siheyuan: starting from the sticky cousin

He was still raising his left hand high in the air, when suddenly he heard a violent explosion coming from his ears.

boom……

The huge explosion made the sticks and stems ring in their ears.

There was a sharp pain in the left hand.

"My hand...my hand..."

"It hurts...it hurts to death..."

Jia Wen, the warehouse and the bank all opened their mouths.

shit...

Jia Wen even burst out with a foul language.

Nima... No, no, no... I just wanted to make Aunt Yi and Qin Huairu tear up, but I didn't expect to blow up the stick.

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck...

What retribution!

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

"Stick 6"

Now Qin Huairu panicked, she ran out of the house in a hurry, and saw blood on her son's hands at a glance.

sizzle...

Qin Huairu was almost dizzy.

Blood!

My son's is the hand.

Qin Huairu glanced at the stick's hand, oh my god, the mouth of the pot reached to the palm of the hand, a huge hole was opened, and blood mixed with the black ash of explosives left behind 0.1.

The pain of the stick is even worse.

"Mom...Mom...it hurts...it hurts..."

The gunpowder invaded the wound, so it's no wonder it didn't hurt.

"You...you...you..."

Qin Huairu was trembling with anger, and his face was pale. He wanted to shift the responsibility of his son to others, but after looking around, he realized that it was not black at all.

Jia Wen, warehouses and banks hid far away and never played with the sticks at all.

As for Auntie.

How can I blame my aunt?

Qin Huairu cried: "Son, son... go to the hospital, who can take us to the hospital!"

Normally at this time, Shazhu runs the fastest.

Pity!

At this time, Sha Zhu was eating cabbage in the detention center!

Qin Huairu looked around, but unexpectedly found no one who could send them off.

Chapter 146 (3 more) Qin Huairu, you are really cheap

Qin Huairu suddenly realized that there was no one to help her.

"Uncle One... Uncle One..."

She could only pull the stick to the door of Uncle Yi.

Now there is only one uncle in the courtyard who treats his family a little better.

Pity.

Uncle Yi wanted to come and help Qin Huairu send the child to the hospital, but Aunt Yi stopped him in the house and refused.

"Go, go, go..." Aunt Yi said viciously: "You just know how to help him, they are all white-eyed wolves, haven't you noticed yet? It's unreliable..."

You just threw us a firecracker!

I used to throw snowballs at me!

How good he was to Lao Jia's family in normal times, but he didn't expect such a result in exchange.

Aunt Yi had finally seen the true nature of the boy BangGong, and she was determined not to help Yi Zhonghai.

Qin Huairu also heard Aunt Yi's words outside, and she left with a dark face.

Uncle One is unwilling to help, who else can?

"Li Qin..." Qin Huairu begged to Li Qin's door, and almost knelt down: "Your family has a bicycle, can you help me take the child to No. 15 Hospital?"

Li Qin shook his head and said, "I still have something to do. I'm not free. I'm not free. In this case, I will ride Jia Wen's tricycle for you. You can take the child with you on the tricycle!"

Originally, it was impossible for Li Qin to have any problems.

With such a serious injury, it is right to send the child to the hospital, but Li Qin is unwilling, mainly because of fear!

I'm afraid that Qin Huairu will play tricks on you.

Now she wants you to give it, so you give it, and you will definitely ask for more things later.

For example, our family has no money, so you can help the child pay for the medical expenses.

You are still the child's aunt, and I will return it to you in two days.

Li Qin had done a lot of things before, but after advancing the money, Qin Huairu never paid it back.

It can only be said that Li Qin knows Qin Huairu too well.

"All right!"

Qin Huairu had no choice but not in the mood to continue plotting against Li Qin. Her son's hands were still bleeding. She took the key and unlocked the tricycle. Get into the front driver's seat.

She has never ridden a bicycle.

But I have seen it.

Jia Wen is a little kid, and he rides around on a bicycle all day long. It is not easy to ride a bicycle without falling down.

But after getting into the car, Qin Huairu realized that he was wrong.

Holding the handlebars with both hands, I exerted a little force on my feet.

Qin Huairu felt as if the whole tricycle was about to roll over.

"No, no, no... the car is going to overturn... the car is going to overturn... ah..." Qin Huairu ran out of the car in fright.

[If you have never ridden a tricycle before, don’t criticize me. It’s the first time you ride a tricycle. This is the feeling. Whichever foot is hard, you will feel that the tricycle is rolling on its side, and your hands are unstable!Of course this is just an illusion! 】

Bang Geng was still crying behind the car, and Qin Huairu couldn't ride a bike.

How to do it?

She looked at Li Qin pleadingly.

Li Qin said: "Jia Wen...you go and deliver sticks...send them to the hospital and come back!"

"it is good!"

Jia Wen got on the bike and said, "Qin Huairu, sit in the back and watch the stick!"

The two get in the car.

Stick out took out a plastic doll about the size of a finger from the carriage, and asked, "What is this?"

Jia Wen said: "This is Guoguo's toy, you are not allowed to take it, put it down!"

"Oh!" Stick put it down obediently, but then hid it secretly again!

bang bang...

Jia Wen went out on his bike skillfully.

There is an ordinary fever clinic on Hongxing Road, but it is unlikely that this thing can heal the injury of the stick, so Jia Wen rode directly to the community hospital.

It's about two or three kilometers away from the courtyard, and it's not too far away.

"It's here!" Jia Wen said, "Aunt Qin, hurry up and take a stick to have a look!"

"Okay!" Qin Huairu got out of the car, said with a stick on his back, "Wenwen... you can go with me too, I can't read, so I can't handle it when the time comes!"

Jia Wen said: "Isn't the stick literate? Let's go...I'll be with you!"

He locked the tricycle and went to the community hospital with Qin Huairu.

Register here at the outpatient clinic on the first floor.

In this era, there is no registration fee for registration, just take a number plate and enter the doctor's clinic.

Because it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, I couldn't see the doctor after getting the number plate.

Everyone went to celebrate the New Year at home.

No way, I went to the big hospital in the district again.

Finally, I found a doctor in a big hospital.

After all this back and forth, Bang Geng's hands were bleeding profusely, and he didn't know how much blood was bled, anyway, his little face looked pale.

After looking at the stick, the doctor said, "The wound is a trauma, so it's not a big problem, but your delay is too long. The child has lost too much blood and needs a blood transfusion!"

So the stick was cleaned and bandaged while transfusing blood.

It took two hours to get it done.

When finally paying the bill, the doctor took out a bill: "Jia Geng, right? It's 11 yuan and [-] cents..."

"so much!"