Chapter 19

Zhang Qianxiu didn't feel very well. He felt pain all over his body. His hands holding the handlebars were shaking. His feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Zhang Qianxiu has faith in his heart. No matter how hard he is, no matter how tired and painful he is, he has to stick to it. In this world, all he can rely on is himself.

If you take a step forward, you will be closer to your goal and the county seat.

If you sell rice, you should see a doctor.

More than ten miles away, Zhang Qianxiu walked for two hours. During that time, he saw the ambulance passing by, and saw the ambulance "Whoa, whoa, whoa" calling to return to the county.

Brother Chen, they should be in there.

On the way, Zhang Qianxiu found a pond and washed his clothes. By the way, he washed away the blood stains on his body. Now in summer, it's not a big problem to wear wet clothes.

By the time I got to the county, it was two hours later.

When Zhang Qianxiu pushed his car to the nearest grain and oil store, the owner of the grain and oil store was surprised to see Zhang Qianxiu. Then with a look of pity in his eyes, he came over and said, "young man, we don't accept any more. Let's go! Don't come again. "

Zhang Qianxiu took a look at his boss, but he didn't speak, so he refused.

It seems that brother Chen and the owners of these grain and oil stores have already said hello!

Zhang Qianxiu believed that if he was a bit tough at this time, the boss would not dare not accept it. He was also afraid of things like those rice dealers.

But at this time, Zhang Qianxiu didn't do it. He felt that doing business was your wish. If he forced the owner of the grain and oil store to accept his own rice, what's the difference between him and brother Chen?

There are still some insistence in Zhang Qianxiu's heart. These insistence may be silly, and may be despised by many people. But when a person loses these, he is mercenary, and is no different from a real beast!

Zhang Qianxiu can face failure and setback. He doesn't resent the people who beat him by serious means.

But anyone who wants to use abusive means against him will fight back. Even if he fails in the end, he will not give up his dignity.

He insists, he works hard and he studies in order to arm himself in all possible ways, to make himself strong and not to be knocked down.

Zhang Qianxiu nodded: "OK, I won't disturb you in the future."

Zhang Qianxiu doesn't plan to continue to look for other grain and oil stores. It's no use going there. He must have said hello.

In that case, I'll sell it myself!

Zhang Qianxiu dragged his "heavy" body and pushed his old bicycle forward step by step.

Looking at Zhang Qianxiu's injuries, the owner of the grain and oil store knew very well how those injuries came from.

He could hardly imagine how Zhang Qianxiu, a teenager, had survived the beating of several adults. He felt that Zhang Qianxiu must be the one who was beaten down in the end.

The owner of the grain and oil store could not bear it. He opened his mouth and cried, "young man, I'll take your rice this time."

It's pity!

He felt sorry for Zhang Qianxiu.

Zhang Qianxiu stopped, looked back at the boss and squeezed out a smile: "no, thank you, boss!"

Zhang Qianxiu knows that the boss pities him. He thanks the boss for his kindness, but he doesn't need such pity.

Zhang Qianxiu wanted to set up a stall to sell rice first, but his injury made him a little helpless. When he passed a traditional Chinese Medicine Museum on the old street, Zhang Qianxiu stopped and took a look at the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum. There was a small plaque on the top, which said "Shudetang".

From the outside, the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum is very small, only has one door, and it is dilapidated, so the cost should not be expensive!

Zhang Qianxiu parked the car and walked in.

An old man with gray hair, meticulous combs, kind face and long coat came up: "young man, are you hurt?"

Nowadays, there are few people who still wear long coats. Walking on the street is a bit nondescript, but the old man gives people the feeling of immortality.

Zhang Qianxiu nodded: "doctor, I fell. Please help me to have a look."

"Come with me!" The old man led Zhang Qianxiu to a simple wooden bed: "young man, lie down and I'll show you."

Zhang Qianxiu endured the pain and lay down.

The old man gave Zhang Qianxiu a pulse, looked at Zhang Qianxiu's injuries, touched his joints, and finally said, "young man, your bone is hard, you didn't hurt the bone, but there is a slight damage to the periosteum. If you can recover, do you want to take medicine? It won't be too expensive for your bruise. It will go down in two or three days. "

The injury was not as serious as Zhang Qianxiu thought, but he was also relieved: "go on a little bit!"

"I'll give you another massage. Your bruises will feel better." The old man turned to take a can of ointment from the medicine cabinet, and then stood by the small bed to give Zhang Qianxiu massage.

The old man was a man who didn't speak much, but his medicine was really good. Zhang Qianxiu felt a cool breath slowly seeping into his skin, and his pain was relieved immediately.

The old man's massage technique is also excellent. Zhang Qianxiu feels that he has not been so relaxed and comfortable for a long time.

I don't know how long later, the old man took the ointment and said, "OK, I'll make some medicine for you. You'd better wipe this ointment for another three days. Do you take it back or come to me to wipe it? If you come to me, there will be some extra charges in addition to the medicine money. "

Zhang Qianxiu asked, "doctor, how much is it for one visit?"

"The dosage for three days is five yuan. If you come to me, it's six yuan and five yuan." The old man went into the counter and began to dispense the medicine.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't want to take the medicine back. He asked tentatively, "doctor, can you boil the medicine for me too? I don't want to worry my family. I come to the county every day."

The old man said, looking up at Zhang Qianxiu: "listen to this, you should not be from the county. Take medicine three times a day, you can't catch up with the time."

"I can drink it twice a day!" Zhang Qianxiu thought it would be OK to be so poor once.

The old man was silent for a moment and said, "OK, I'll change the prescription for you, twice a day. Do you pay the fee by the day or in one lump sum?"

Zhang Qianxiu had an inexplicable sense of trust in the old man. Maybe it was his detached temperament: "once!"

"Well, the cost of medicine and decoction for three days is seven yuan, and the cost of plaster is six yuan and five. That's thirteen yuan and five in all." Said the old man.

Zhang Qianxiu paid immediately.

The old man took the money, and then wrote a "receipt" to Zhang Qianxiu: "you can keep it. If there is a mistake in the middle, you can use it to refund the money. If you don't want to drink the medicine later, you should refund the money and say it in advance. Otherwise, even if you don't drink the fried medicine, you have to charge for it. "

It's rare to see such a "regular" store nowadays.

Zhang Qianxiu took the note: "thank you, doctor."

"Take the medicine from today on." Said the old man.

"Good!"

"Just an hour later. Don't delay too long."

Zhang Qianxiu pondered: "two hours! I'm going to sell rice later. "

The old man did not force: "OK! I'll make the medicine for you late