"I'll tell you, don't stay up late to drive, don't stay up late to drive, now you can see that something's wrong!"

The father didn't give his son face at all. He scolded and said, "I've just given you the shop for a few days. You're really worthless. If I give you all my business, you'll have to turn my coffin yellow."

"Enough, I'm not promising if you open your mouth and shut your mouth. He is as busy as a dog every day. He doesn't sleep all night. Do you think I don't want to rest? Now I'll kill someone for you. Is it promising if I come back?"

By the whole family, the man named Zhu Jun was angry.

"Oh, now you admit it!"

Hearing what he said, the three nodded. What they said just now made everyone feel that the boy admitted that he had hit the man.

"Damn it, I didn't hit it. Oh, I'll be angry with you sooner or later!" Looking at the three people's expressions, Zhu Jun was in a hurry.

"OK, don't say anything else. Send the people to the hospital quickly!" Looking at the bloodstained Ye Feng on the ground, the old man said anxiously: "the man is not dead yet. Maybe he can be saved in the hospital!"

The old man's simple mind is that the person he hit will be saved. He never thought of throwing people out. It's much better to make timely remedy after making mistakes than to make more mistakes.

After all, hit and run and intentional homicide are two kinds of nature.

"Swallow, you stay at home and I'll send people to Lao Li with your brother to have a look!" The old man gave orders to the little girl next to him,

"no, I'm going too, I'm going too!"

"When it's time to be coquettish, I don't want to see what's going on!"

Zhu Jun turned his eyes and glared at his sister. He had a heart for beating her sister, who insisted on hitting others at the beginning.

Zhu Yan didn't accept to pout, didn't make a sound.

They set up Ye Feng and stumbled toward the truck, but they didn't take two steps. "Bang, bang" came from Ye Feng's sleeve.

Then in their eyes, two black pistols fell out of the ground.

See Ye Feng with a gun, the three people immediately surprised to stop.

"Well It's a fake The woman holding Ye Feng swallowed her saliva. After all, for ordinary people like them, guns are relatively rare.

"It must be fake. Now many toilets sell guns and drugs. It's probably because we're afraid of being robbed. When we drive trucks at night, we are always afraid of being robbed. Some people hide some weapons that can scare people!"

As if nothing had happened, Zhu Jun picked up the pistol and pulled the trigger not far away. Because the side insurance was not opened, the trigger could not be pulled at all.

"You see, I said it was a fake!"

Zhu Jun made a casual gesture and said, "that's what scares people. Those of us who drive trucks in the middle of the night often put two pistols directly under the seats of trucks.

Seeing that it was really fake, people didn't think about it any more. They pulled Ye Feng to sit on the side of the tricycle, and quickly ran to the nearby health center.

"Li Baotian, Doctor Li, come out to save people quickly!"

When he came to the health center, old man Zhu came down from the electric car and patted the door of the health center in tears.

The health center of the vegetable market is an ordinary square house, similar to the low square house Zhu Jun lived in, but it has a large area. Looking through the crack of the door, there is a farm tricycle standing at the entrance. Beside the gate of the courtyard, there is a small white sign with the five words "Daping street health center".

There are also two small bulletin boards in front of the clinic, on which are pasted some disease prevention manuals with cartoon images and green signs of designated rural medical insurance.

In fact, it is more like an ordinary rural house.

Listen to old Zhu's killing like a roar, the courtyard lights up, and a figure comes in a hurry.

"Don't worry, don't worry, what happened in the morning? Is it the high blood pressure or the cerebral infarction?"

It is estimated that he often accepted patients in the middle of the night. Instead of being flustered, the people inside limped over. It seems that Dr. Li himself is the kind with poor legs.

"Old Zhu tou, what happened in the morning!"

One side of Doctor Li opened the door, looking at the panic of the three opposite, while yawning and asked.

"Dr. Li doesn't say anything. Hurry up!"

Looking around no one, old Zhu carefully behind his maple leaf mixed up.

"I'll go. What's the matter with you..."

Looking at the person in front of him, Doctor Li was obviously shocked. After looking up and down, he said eagerly, "come on, come on in!"

With that, Dr. Li called his wife and ran into the room with Ye Feng.

Daping street health center is a small health center in the town. Dr. Li's real name is Li Baotian. Because he was fond of climbing trees when he was a child, he was disabled and couldn't do farm work. So he learned some skills from an old Chinese medicine teacher.He used to be a local doctor who went through the streets to treat people with headache and brain fever. However, because he was absorbed in learning the skills of the old Chinese medicine, he was accepted as his own disciple. Later, he asked someone to tell him that his daughter-in-law had taken root in Daping street.

A few years ago, China reformed the illegal practice of medicine. Only Dr. Li, a junior high school educated doctor, studied hard for eight months, got the qualification of practicing medicine, and kept his own hospital. Usually, people in this street come to the health center to see if they have any diseases. If they really can't, they can't go to the county hospital. After all, bitter farmers can't bear to pay. They can use painkillers to treat them. Maybe they can survive It passed in a moment.

At ordinary times, the clinic is guarded by the lame Doctor Li. Her wife is a nurse in the clinic. Both of her sons have grown up and are unwilling to inherit Doctor Li's Hospital and go to the big city to pursue their dreams.

In China, most small towns are like this.

Four people flurried will be covered with blood Ye Feng frame to the hospital bed, Dr. Li to Ye Feng's wrist a hand, immediately frowned, and then stood up, in Ye Feng's chest and arm gently pressed twice.

"How are you, Dr. Li?" Old Zhu tou asked eagerly.

Li Baotian shook his head and said: "Oh, old Zhu tou, it's not easy to do. The pulse is as if there is no pulse, the sternum is broken, and the bones of the limbs are also damaged in many places, not to mention the inner organs. At the moment, it's just hanging in one breath. I say, how can you be so careless and bump people into this way?"

"I'm NIMA..."

After listening to Li Baotian's words, Zhu Jun on one side is eager to curse the street. Now what kind of world do people think so? I really haven't seen this person before. Is it good that his innocence is so tainted?

"Old lame, I tell you, don't slander others, this person has nothing to do with me!" Zhu Jun yelled angrily.