Rebirth to 90s: Start from Scratch

At this time, the old Chinese doctor looked up at Zhang Qianxiu and said, "Sit down, and they will show it to you if I take care of it!"

"Thank you old sir!" Zhang Qianxiu helped the wall to pull over the stool Zhang Wei had dropped and sat down.

Standing on the side, Zhang Wei walked away two steps. He had nothing in his hand. He was afraid that Zhang Qianxiu would give him a knife. As long as he walked away a little bit, Zhang Qianxiu would be like this, and he could fall in two steps.

Zhang Qianxiu sat on the stool, and the blood flowed down his body onto the stool, and finally dripped to the ground.

A strong sense of weakness struck, Zhang Qianxiu strongly resisted not letting himself fall, not letting himself faint.

When the old Chinese doctor sewed a wound, took a piece of cloth, applied some medicine on it, and walked towards Zhang Qianxiu, squatted down beside Zhang Qianxiu, tore off his clothes and took a look: "Two knives, no serious injury. ."

With that said, the old Chinese doctor drew the knife from Zhang Qianxiu's waist and pressed the piece of cloth in his hand to Zhang Qianxiu's wound: "Hold it by yourself, you can't die!"

Although the old Chinese doctor spoke very straightforwardly, Zhang Qianxiu was still very grateful to him. He stretched out a trembling hand and held down the piece of cloth: "Thanks... Mr. Xie."

"No!" The old Chinese doctor got up again to deal with other people's injuries.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't know how long he had spent it. He felt that he was going to faint several times, and he was holding on.

Zhang Wei smoked at the door, and there were already more than a dozen cigarette butts on the ground.

Finally, the old Chinese doctor handled the injuries of Chen Xiaofeng and Hu Lei and said to Zhang Wei outside the door: "Three hundred!"

Zhang Wei immediately ran in and said to several other people: "I don't have enough money on my body. Take your money out and pool it together."

Several people collected more than one hundred and sixty dollars in the end.

Zhang Wei handed the money to the old Chinese doctor: "Doctor Ge, there is only one hundred and sixty-three yuan in total, and the remaining one hundred and thirty-seven will be delivered in two days."

The old Chinese doctor took the money: "I didn't dispense the medicine for you. It is not convenient to dispense it at night. You can go to another store to dispense it or come to me tomorrow."

"Okay!" Zhang Wei responded, and then led people away.

When Zhang Wei left, he looked at Zhang Qianxiu, who was about to be unable to hold it, sitting at the door: "You are lucky!"

Zhang Qianxiu ignored it, and he didn't have the strength to pay attention to it.

The old Chinese doctor came over: "I'll treat the wound for you."

Zhang Qianxiu reluctantly opened his mouth: "Thanks...thanks!"

Although the old Chinese doctor is getting older, when he helped Zhang Qianxiu, his palm strength was not small.

Zhang Qianxiu lay down on the bed, and the old Chinese doctor cleaned Zhang Qianxiu's wound while saying: "You are not a bully, why do you fight twice a day?"

Zhang Qianxiu asked weakly: "Old...how does the old gentleman know...I...I'm not a bastard?"

"As long as the county town is a bit harder, no matter whether you are a little brother or a boss, you have come to me. I have a good memory and basically know you, but I have never met you." The old Chinese doctor continued, "Moreover, you can talk too much. Unlike gangsters, most gangsters come to me for the first time. They either call me the old man or call me a doctor better. When talking, I feel like being injured. You call me the doctor or the old gentleman. "

Zhang Qianxiu listened carefully to the words of the old Chinese doctor, smiled bitterly, and said: "Lao Xian... Mr. Observed very carefully, I... I am a rice trader. I don’t know the rules during the day and I was blocked by other rice traders. There was a conflict with those people."

I don't know if it is the old Chinese doctor's good medical skills, or Zhang Qianxiu is numb and hardly feels pain.

The old Chinese doctor was slightly surprised: "It looks like you have won the battle?"

Zhang Qianxiu was silent for a while, and said, "It's not a win! There is no win or lose in such a thing, and you will suffer."

The old Chinese doctor said "um": "You don't speak like a teenager at all."

"My family is poor, maybe my temperament is just as sensible as others said." Zhang Qianxiu said.

The old Chinese doctor gave Zhang Qianxiu a surprised look, and then asked, "Where are your bicycles and rice?"

"On the side of the road, I can't lift it anymore," Zhang Qianxiu said.

"Yeah!" The old Chinese doctor did not speak any more.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't know when he began to fall asleep in a daze.

It was daybreak when he woke up again, and Zhang Qianxiu was still lying on the small bed, but his clothes and the sheets under the bed had been changed, and the blood stains on the ground had been cleaned up.

The old Chinese doctor was sitting on the side reading a book. Zhang Qianxiu found out when he moved, and he said, "Your injury is not minor, and you can't do heavy work. I will carry your rice back for you. If I buy it, the bike is outside. , You better call your family to pick you up."

Zhang Qianxiu struggled to stand up: "Thank you old gentleman, no need!"

The old Chinese doctor put down his book and stood up to help Zhang Qianxiu: "You are quite stubborn, but like someone I knew before, about the same age as you."

"Old man's deceased?" Zhang Qianxiu asked.

The old Chinese doctor was silent for a while and said, "Comrades in arms!"

Zhang Qianxiu didn't expect that the old Chinese medicine doctor had also served as a soldier, and he immediately stood in awe: "The old man is still a hero."

"Fart hero!" The old Chinese doctor said with disdain and grief: "The true heroes are dead."

Zhang Qianxiu said: "Without the old gentlemen, where would we be in our present peaceful and prosperous age?"

The old Chinese doctor was silent for a while before he said: "Only those literary pens say that the country is righteous. Many people I knew back then joined the army to beg for stuttering and to seek revenge on the beasts. Later, they sacrificed their lives for the sake of their side. Comrades-in-arms, we had no hope at the time."