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- Update time: 2012-07-29
Zhou Yi is a bit non-mainstream and cynical in the eyes of others. But in fact, he knew best that the outrageous things he had done in the past were just minor troubles. Just fluttering a few times within the range that can be protected at home. But this time it went beyond that, so now that I was under house arrest, I was worried and excited at the same time.
At this time of conflict, Yang Zongbao suddenly called and said that the matter was resolved. This was undoubtedly a reassurance for Zhou Yi. His emotions were calmed down instantly. It didn't matter what happened to him this time. After all, Master Yang Zongbao was fine.
After Yang Zongbao made the phone call, he was vaguely looking forward to tomorrow's negotiation.
The wooden porch outside the door is covered with floor coverings. The old man complained and smoked a hookah, nagging that he was unlucky enough to have a bed and not be able to sleep on it, that so many people were eating without paying for food, and so on.
Mei Wenxin was curled up sideways in the quilt, her little face flushed.
Zhang Lanfeng stared at Mei Wenxin with a complicated expression.
The only one who showed no emotion, Yu Tienan, was already lying down, but as if he suddenly remembered something, he suddenly jumped out of bed and asked his grandfather: "Old man, did you go for the autopsy?"
"Yeah." The old man of the Yu family responded vaguely.
"Oh." Yu Tienan lay down again as if he had solved a major problem in his heart, but suddenly his whole body started shaking like an electric shock: "Master, will you wash your hands in my car?" Yu Tienan asked with faint hope. .
"No." The old man said simply.
"ah¡¡"
The screams were endless, and Yu Tienan frantically got out of the bed and rushed to the door: "My ancestor, you always touch my car with your hands covered in corpse foam."
"You bastard, I told you not to say this, and to respect the dead." The old man lectured, completely ignoring his already crazy grandson.
"Bullshit." Yu Tienan was already talking incoherently. He didn't care that it was his grandfather, and immediately cursed: "My mother, you turned my car into an accident scene. There is no way I can carry these body fragments everywhere. Turn around."
As the grandchildren of the Yu family cursed, the sound of cars being washed could be heard outside the yard door.
"That's hypocritical." The old man turned over, put out the hookah, and muttered to himself: "I was fooled, this hookah doesn't taste good at all."
Then I don¡¯t know who I said to him: ¡°Go to sleep, it¡¯s not yours anymore.¡± After saying that, he immediately started snoring.
In the yard, in addition to the sound of Yu Tienan washing the car, the old man's snoring could be heard. The other three people seemed to not exist, and there was no sound.
At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, there is heavy dew at night.
Some people didn¡¯t sleep all night, some slept well, some just slept lightly, and some worked all night. In any case, there was a layer of dew on the quilt and on the person's clothes and hair.
Yang Zongbao woke up very early and did not disturb anyone else. Maybe he did, but no one disturbed him anyway.
I have been to this village several times, always at night, very late at night. Didn't have a chance to take a good look at the surrounding environment. I happened to get up early this morning, so Yang Zongbao had the opportunity to go out for a walk.
You wouldn¡¯t know it if you didn¡¯t go out for a walk, but as soon as you go out, you will find that this village is very unique. Each house is separated into small streets and alleys by its walls. The uneven bluestone pavement is covered with moss. One has to be very careful to maintain balance while walking on it.
Suddenly a black shadow jumped out in front of him, and Yang Zongbao was suddenly startled. After the black shadow ran past him and ran into the courtyard of a family, Yang Zongbao saw clearly that it was a native dog.
??Smiling self-deprecatingly, he strolled past. When passing by the yard where the local dog entered just now, Yang Zongbao glanced at it inadvertently. This glance was like being struck by lightning, and he blurted out: "Why are you here?"
The woman who was washing clothes at the door looked at the man who suddenly appeared at the door in surprise.
After being stunned for just a moment, Yang Zongbao immediately understood that he had just mistakenly admitted the person. Although the woman washing clothes in front of her looked similar to her, she didn't have the same spiritual feeling as her. Yang Zongbao smiled sheepishly at the woman, and left without any nostalgia.
It¡¯s such a good place. The women it raises are all somewhat similar to her. Yang Zongbao thought as he walked, and unknowingly returned to the house of the Yu family.
Everyone in the corridor got up. Everyone gathered in the living room and prepared to eat. Seeing Yang Zongbao, everyone reacted.
"I'm back, let's drink the medicine." Mei Wenxin put a bowl of dark medicinal soup in Yang Zongbao's hand.
Yang Zongbao took the medicine bowl and said hesitantly to the old man: "If you keep letting me drink such a strong medicine, it won't be long."?You have to go for kidney dialysis. "
"Don't talk nonsense, others want to drink it." The old man was unhappy.
"Ouch." Yang Zongbao stopped talking nonsense and drank it in one breath.
Seeing Yang Zongbao drink the medicine, the old man was a little surprised: "Don't you feel the pain?"
"What's wrong with good medicine being bitter? Bitter, of course it is. What? What's wrong?" Yang Zongbao was surprised by the old man's reaction.
"Of course it's nothing. You drink normal medicine, you drink" The old man said this on the surface, but in his heart he was wondering if Yang Zongbao had a taste problem. In order to repay him for letting him get the body parts all over his body, he specially added soy sauce, vinegar and sesame oil to the Chinese medicine this morning. You can imagine the taste of several things mixed together. But Yang Zongbao didn't react at all. What level is this? It's not an exaggeration to say he has no sense of taste, but doesn't he even have a sense of smell? The old man finally realized that there were monsters in this world that he could not defeat, and he ate the porridge in a depressed manner.
"What's wrong with him?" Yu Tienan came over and saw that his grandfather was unhappy, so he was concerned.
"I don't know." When Yang Zongbao said this, he said it through gritted teeth. The strong vomiting liquid was about to spurt out as soon as his teeth opened. If you don¡¯t know that there are ingredients added to traditional Chinese medicine, it will be a good thing for you to die. But if you lose, you don't lose. Even if it tastes bad, you have to drink it yourself. Just to prevent the old man from seeing the joke.
"Hmph, pretending to be cool." Zhang Lanfeng passed by in a nonchalant manner.
Ignoring that bitch and not knowing why he was still here, Yang Zongbao was distracted by a figure appearing at the door.
"Brother Bao." Baoguo stood at the door with a suit in hand.
"I won't wear that one. I've said it many times, I don't care about that one." Yang Zongbao refused the suit. What a joke. It's such a cold day. It would be weird to wear something like that if you don't feel cold to death.
"Do you have anything to do here?" Yang Zongbao noticed that Baoguo was hesitant to speak: "Let's go into the room and talk."
"I'm sick." Zhang Lanfeng talks a lot of nonsense.
In the room, Baoguo hesitated for a long time and finally said: "Brother Bao, if we can get away with this matter, let's stop here."
"Who said that?"
Contrary to Baoguo¡¯s expectation, Yang Zongbao was emotionally stable and not angry.
"" Baoguo shut his mouth tightly.
Yang Zongbao did not embarrass him: "I understand, just for once, you can go."
"Brother Bao" Baoguo wanted to say something else.
"Stop talking, just leave and don't come here again."
Faced with Yang Zongbao¡¯s merciless farewell, Baoguo still couldn¡¯t say anything.
Just when Baoguo was about to step out of the door, Yang Zongbao suddenly said: "Wait a minute."
Baoguo waited with hope.
"You are not allowed to say a word about what you are reading on my desk. This is the last bit of guilt for me."
Unexpectedly, this was the answer he got. Baoguo said yes and left.
Yang Zongbao was in the room, not angry, just a little disappointed. Baoguo has already chosen his side, and his pressure will not come from Shen Rou. The only person in that family who could instigate Bao Guo was Yang Tianming. Obviously, Baoguo is here today to pass on Yang Tianming's words and tell him not to go too far. That home is totally hopeless. On the surface, the old lady thinks that she is the heir, and she loves her a hundred times, but it's hard to tell if she really means it. There is no need to count on others, they can only rely on themselves.
Yang Zongbao figured it out, straightened his clothes, and suddenly opened the door. Mei Wenxin and Yu Tienan were standing outside the door, and even Zhang Lanfeng, who was having trouble, stood aside unconvinced. The old man pretended to be sitting on the porch, smoking a hookah, but his eyes always glanced this way
Yang Zongbao¡¯s somewhat depressed mood was diluted, and this was the real person around him.
"drive."
Yang Zongbao was not polite and took Yu Tienan to act as the driver.
Yu Tienan didn¡¯t talk nonsense, knowing that there was a tough battle to be fought today.
In the hospital director¡¯s office, the family members of the deceased were invited to negotiate again.
¡°Before knowing that Yang Zongbao came in, Dean Chen had been doing ideological work for the family members.
"Zongbao, why are you here?" Dean Chen didn't know what medicine he took wrongly, but he was unexpectedly polite to Yang Zongbao.
"Traffic jam."
Yang Zongbao made a random excuse.
"Oh, sit down quickly." Dean Chen kindly arranged a seat for Yang Zongbao: "Okay, everyone is here now. Let's get started."
¡°After investigation, this incident was not caused by Dr. Yang.The fault is that Dr. Li Jian did not check thoroughly before the operation. Dr. Li Jian has been fired by us. Of course, the hospital is also responsible for this and we will compensate you to a certain extent. Let¡¯s discuss a specific amount of compensation now. "Dean Li said.
"We ask for 1 million." said the deceased's son.
Yang Zongbao looked at the child who was about the same age as himself in surprise. He did not expect that he had changed so much.
"Is the price too high?" Dean Chen began to bargain.
"Just 1 million." The boy insisted.
"Don't do this. If you insist on doing this, we will follow the court's decision."
"1000000."
There is no intention of relenting at all.
"you¡¡"
"I'll give you 300,000." Yang Zongbao interrupted Dean Chen and suddenly spoke.
"you?"
Everyone looked at Yang Zongbao in confusion. Only the deceased's son was very calm.
"What's your name?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"Wang Zhong."
"What do you want 1 million for?"
"Study abroad."
"Okay, I'll give you 300,000, but you have to sign a contract of sale, study, come out and work for me."
"What do you mean?" Wang Zhong didn't understand.
"I probably know what you want to do. But I am willing to spend this money for you. It is useless for you to argue with the hospital. It is better to take the money I gave you and wait until we get back. Of course I will tell you Dr. Li Jian Where have you gone?" Yang Zongbao said happily, but his heart was bleeding. 300,000, that's a lot of money.
"Yang Zongbao" Dean Li stopped Yang Zongbao, but it was too late. Wang Zhong has already agreed.
Yang Zongbao did not hesitate and asked Yu Tienan at the door to hand Wang Zhong a stack of newspapers wrapped in his arms: "Remember, you only owe me, not anyone else. No agreement has been reached. Do you understand?"
"I understand." Wang Zhong picked up the newspaper and baggage, opened the door and left without looking back. But before going out, he turned around and asked, "How can I find you?"
¡°My phone number is 139xxxxxxxx.¡±
As soon as Yang Zongbao finished speaking, he noticed that Wang Zhong¡¯s eyes lit up, and he didn¡¯t know why. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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