Village Doctor's Magic Hands

It was 5:30 p.m. when she came out from sister Lan's second uncle, which was about the same as Lin Qingqing's usual time to get off work, so Zhao Sanjin didn't delay at the mayor and took Lin Qingqing directly back to Qingshui village.

Just like when he came here, along the way, Lin Qingqing hugged Zhao Sanjin's tiger waist from behind. The two inverted bowls in front of Zhao Sanjin's chest were against Zhao Sanjin's back, soft and soft, which made Zhao Sanjin a little confused.

However, Zhao Sanjin was not so comfortable when he came. He sat on the seat of the electric car, his hips stretched tightly together involuntarily, and his two legs clamped in the middle from time to time. On the surface, everything was as usual, but in fact, he was anxious.

Darling, I can't hold it anymore, I can't hold it anymore

Seems to be peeing out

Zhao Sanjing added the speed of the electric car to the fastest. He really wanted to cry without tears. Is it easy to make money? Shit, a strong man used to be powerful on the bloody battlefield, but now he's almost suffocated by a bubble of urine!

At this time, Lin Qingqing hugged Zhao Sanjin's arm tightly and whispered, "third brother, are you... Are you very uncomfortable now?"

Found?

Zhao Sankin was sweating on his forehead and pretended not to hear clearly: "Qingqing, what are you talking about?"

Lin Qingqing put her mouth to Zhao Sanjin's ear and asked more bluntly, "at Furong Hotel this noon, you... We only did half of it. Are you holding it hard now?"

Zhao Sanjin's mind moved. He suddenly found that Chinese culture is really broad and profound. It seems that Lin Qingqing did notice the difference in him, but Lin Qingqing obviously misunderstood.

Yes, Zhao Sanjin is really suffocating now, but not because he only cooked half of the meal with Lin Qingqing at noon, but because his bladder is about to explode after holding his urine all day today.

Because the distance was too close, when Lin Qingqing spoke, the hot air from his mouth was like a hair dryer. Wave after wave, it blew on Zhao Sanjin's ear, which immediately made his heart itch.

"What about you?" Zhao Sankin coughed and asked.

"I don't feel bad." Lin Qingqing said shyly, "I see that my third brother's legs are so tight and my body is hard. I'm afraid my third brother is suffocated, so..."

"What do you want to do?"

"I didn't think of anything..." there was no way. Lin Qingqing had a thin face. Even if she wanted it very much, she didn't have the courage to say it. She put her cheek on Zhao Sanjin's back and whispered, "as long as I can hold my third brother all the time, I'll be very satisfied."

This girl

If you don't want to waste the urine that has been soaked all day, Zhao Sanjin will stop the electric car without saying a word, hold Lin Qingqing into the nearby corn field, or directly take her back to her home and cook the rest of the meal first

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After more than 20 minutes of suffering, Zhao Sanjin finally took Lin Qingqing to the entrance of Qingshui village. He was wondering whether to take Lin Qingqing back to his home first and let her go back after cooking. However, he saw several villagers standing on the small bridge at the east of the village from a distance. Lin Qingqing was stunned and hurried: "Third brother, let me ride over first. It's bad to be seen by those people. In case it gets into my father's and my mother's ears, they should say you're not."

"Well... OK."

Zhao Sanjin nodded, but God knows that he actually refused

"Shit, hold it for a few more minutes!" watched Lin Qingqing disappear at the corner of the street on an electric car. For a moment, Zhao Sanjin really wanted to stretch out his hand to unzip his pants and simply find a place to spill his urine.

But he bit his teeth and finally held back.

Snap!

When he came to his door, Zhao Sanjin found that the door was unlocked, so he pushed the door in, strode into the yard, and then went straight to the main room. When he passed by the kitchen door, Liu cuimoth's voice suddenly came from inside: "Sanjin, are you back?"

"Yes."

Zhao Sanjin answered casually. How can he have time to think more? It's important to pee.

Notice that Zhao Sanjin's walking posture is strange. Liu cuimoth frowned and just wanted to ask, but Zhao Sanjin has disappeared.

Wow

After running into the main room, Zhao Sanjin turned around and walked to the bed, squatted down, pulled out the bucket from under the bed, hissed, zipped his pants, and aimed at the bucket.

It takes a long time to soak the urine and a long time to sprinkle it.

For two minutes.

With the rapid sound of running water, Zhao Sanjin can clearly feel that the pressure of the bladder is decreasing rapidly, and his tight body is finally gradually relieved. Half the time he peed, he couldn't help saying to himself, "it's fucking cool to pee!"

"Cluck, cluck, cluck..."

However, to Zhao's surprise, as soon as his voice fell, a girl's crisp laughter like a silver bell sounded behind him.

What's going on?

Zhao Sankin's ears moved, and then his body, which had just been relieved, tightened again, and his urine was interrupted, and the sound of running water suddenly stopped.

"Third brother, why don't you pee?" the girl's voice sounded again behind him. Zhao Sanjin only listened to the voice and instantly judged the identity of the other party.

It's the daughter of Liu cuimoth's family, Wang Xiaoying!

Zhao Sanjin heard Liu cuimoth mention it last time. Wang Xiaoying is only seven years old. She goes to primary school. She eats at her aunt's house in the morning and Liu cuimoth will take her home after school in the afternoon. But Zhao Sanjin never thought that she actually goes to school so early today and doesn't stay at her home after school. She stays in Zhao Sanjin's Hall quietly.

It's also strange that Zhao Sanjin was blinded by the soaking urine. He just wanted to sprinkle it out quickly. After he came to the main room, he didn't think much or see much.

"Yingzi, why are you here?"

The rest of the half soaked urine was frightened back by Wang Xiaoying's words. It is estimated that it would not dare to come out for a while. Zhao Sankin was sweating. He quickly put on his pants, zipped them, and looked back at Wang Xiaoying sitting opposite. He said that he didn't see the yellow calendar when he went out and came in today. Do you want to be so bad? It's not easy to cook with Lin Qingqing in the town. Jiang Xiaofan interrupted him halfway through the cooking. Now I'm good. I go back to my house to pee, and I'm fucking caught by Wang Xiaoying. I also have to make an emergency brake halfway through the pee

"Play with the computer. The new computer bought by the third brother is really good. The network speed is much faster than the computer in my aunt's house. There is no card to play games." after all, Wang Xiaoying is only seven years old. It's easy to coax. Zhao Sanjin's sentence distracted her.

Most importantly, seeing Zhao Sanjin pee in the bucket in the daytime with her own eyes, Wang Xiaoying just felt very naive and funny, but she was not as shy and despised as an adult woman, and even screamed with fear.

Zhao Sanjin took a look and found that the eldest brother of the computer store had sent him the computer and pulled the network cable.

"Then take your time. I'll go to the kitchen and help Aunt Liu cook dinner."

"Yes."

Wang Xiaoying nodded and smiled, then turned around and continued to play her computer games. She never mentioned that Zhao Sanjin peed in the bucket again. Zhao Sanjin's old face was red and took the opportunity to run away.

Liu cuimoth cooked millet porridge and fried two eggplants. Seeing Zhao Sanjin coming, she wondered, "Sanjin, you looked flustered just now. Nothing happened?"

"It's all right," said Zhao Sanjin with a bitter smile. "Maybe I drank too much cold water in the town in the morning and my stomach was a little uncomfortable."

Liu cuimoth looked tight and said, "then drink a bowl of millet porridge to warm your stomach."

"OK."

Liu cuimoth is like in his own home here. Zhao Sanjin doesn't treat her as an outsider. Naturally, he won't see outside with her. He reaches out to take her filled millet porridge and fried eggplant and eats it.

"San Jin, did you go to the town hospital to find Qingqing today?" Liu cuimoth always worried about Zhao San Jin and Lin Qingqing. Taking advantage of Zhao San Jin's opportunity to eat, she hesitated and couldn't help worrying.

"Gone..."

The story of Liu Zifeng's serious injury will soon spread, so Zhao Sanjin selectively told Liu cuimoth what happened, and some details were automatically ignored. For example, he and Lin Qingqing cooked half a meal in Room 202 of Furong Hotel. For example, he was arrested by Jiang Xiaofan at the police station and had a fight with Jiang Xiaofan in the office, And grabbed Jiang Xiaofan's chest several times in a row, such as the sudden appearance of Huang Xiaoyao.

After listening to this, Liu cuimoth's face changed and suddenly became a little nervous. First, he scolded, "the melon child surnamed Liu is really not a thing", and then he worried: "he was injured last time he came to our village, and this time... Liu Caiwang knows, will he trouble you and Qingqing?"

Zhao Sanjing said with a smile: "don't worry, Aunt Liu. I've seen his injury. The doctors in the town hospital may not be able to cure him. Even if they barely keep his life, they are also a useless man and can't lift any big storms. Besides, he framed Qingqing and me. Captain Jiang has mastered a lot of evidence. Now it's their Liu family who should be worried."

Liu cuimoth didn't answer, but looking at her dignified expression, it was obvious that she was worried about Zhao Sanjin and Lin Qingqing

……

After dinner, it was almost dark. Liu cuimoth shouted to Wang Xiaoying and went home. Before leaving, he repeatedly told Zhao Sanjin not to go to the town in recent days, so as not to be retaliated by the Liu family.

Zhao Sanjin promised, but he didn't take it to heart. He locked the door. He immediately went back to the main room and pulled out the bucket under the bed.

After two days of urine, as soon as the lid of the bucket was opened, a pungent smell came to my face.

The right hand was carrying the bucket and the left ginseng holding the ginseng seeds. Zhao Sanjin could not wait to come to the yard, loosened a square soil with a shovel, and then picked out ten seeds that looked more full and buried them in the soil one by one. They poured all the urine that had been stored for two days.