In the side room, Shi Qiang was sitting on a stool, taking off all his clothes. A streak of black and a bright red blood stain was distributed under the left and right shoulders.
I have to say that Sun Xian was really ruthless. Even a scholar like him could beat Shi Qiang like this.
It can be seen that Sun Xian was really angry. When the doctor saw this scene, he couldn't help but click his tongue and shake his head. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. Mr. Sun looked gentle and gentle, and he didn't expect that being angry would be so terrible.
Now was not the time for him to sigh. He put down the medicine box, opened it, and quickly took out a bunch of bottles and cans with both hands.
First use strong alcohol to disinfect Shi Qiang's wounds. The moment the liquor touched the wound, Shi Qiang frowned, clenched his teeth hard, and tightened his muscles all over his body.
The doctor saw Shi Qiang's back was tense, and while applying it quickly with his hand, he comforted him: "Ms. Shi, please bear with it for a while, you will be fine soon." The severe stinging pain caused all of Shi Qiang's attention to be absorbed. When he was all gathered together, even when he heard the doctor's words, he didn't have the extra energy to respond, he just wanted to grit his teeth and persevere.
Fortunately, the doctor's skills were not bad, and the application was completed in just a few breaths. Then he started applying the medicine, and in less than a cup of tea, Shi Qiang was bandaged.
While packing the medicine box, the doctor said: "Don't touch the water or sweat for three days, and there should be no serious problems after that." After the doctor applied the medicine, a slight coolness came from the wound, and the pain gradually eased.
Shi Qiang then gradually found the energy to reply to the doctor, nodded and said: "Thank you very much."
"Mr. Shi, you're welcome." The doctor smiled and stood up, hanging the medicine box on his shoulder again.
"These are just superficial injuries. As long as you rest well, you will be fine. I won't give Prime Minister Shi any medicine." Shi Qiang still trusted the doctor's skills.
Seeing the doctor walking away, Shi Qiang said to the person next to him: "Brother Lin, could you please give me a gift?"
"You can rest peacefully. I'll see you off for you." The two of them went out one after another, leaving Shi Qiang and a few classmates alone in the room.
Several people looked at each other, and one of them sighed and sat in front of Shi Qiang.
"Brother Shi... why are you doing this?" In his opinion, Shi Qiang should not have mentioned it directly in front of the teacher, knowing that the teacher was very disgusted with leaving the workshop.
He believed that this matter needed long-term consideration. If he discussed it with them in advance, he might not be able to come up with a way to get the best of both worlds.
There is no need to suffer these physical pains. Shi Qiang's back was straight and straight, and his hands were frozen and motionless.
Because whenever he moves, the injury on his back will be involved, not to mention the pain, and it is not conducive to the healing of his wound. Staying still is the best way to deal with it.
Shi Qiang raised his eyes and showed a warm smile,
"Brother Zhou, my situation is different from yours. You can slowly look for opportunities, but I can't..."
"Brother Shi, what do you mean by this?" Zhou Lin was a little surprised. After a pause, Zhou Lin added,
"If Brother Shi is in trouble, tell us, will we still ignore you?" Shi Qiang had difficulty with his hands, so he didn't hand over his hand, but he still nodded to Zhou Lin with gratitude: "I appreciate your kindness. , But this matter..." Shi Qiang lowered his head and hesitated for a moment, then raised his head again, and suddenly laughed at himself and said: "We are all brothers, and I won't hide it from you. The situation in my family...don't you I know..." Shi Qiang spoke slowly, looked out the window, and sighed: "I have many brothers and sisters, and they... they don't have any abilities, they are just ordinary people... ..."
"Even so, Brother Shi's salary is enough to support the whole family, right?" Shi Qiang is very capable, and the salary he gets in the workshop is the highest among them.
They can live a prosperous life with a monthly salary of 30 guan. It makes no sense that Shi Qiang, who has 5 guan more than them every month, is still living worse than them, right?
Even for a seventh-grade county magistrate, his monthly salary is only ten guan. Shi Qiang alone can support three and a half county magistrates. This salary is enough to support dozens of people.
Shi Qiang shook his head, feeling a little embarrassed. He hesitated for a moment, touched his nose, and whispered: "Of course my salary is enough to support the whole family, but...but my father thinks that I am the only breadwinner in the family. If there is someone who can support the whole family, They will all be cornered."
"So...my father thought that if there is a skill that can be passed down to the family, then even if something unexpected happens, the whole family can rely on the skill to eat and drink without worries..." Zhou Lin frowned upon hearing this. Wrinkled, he quickly asked: "Your father, do you still understand our skills?"
"I don't understand." Shi Qiang was a little ashamed and did not dare to express his anger when faced with Zhou Lin's questioning. This was even more strange. Zhou Lin asked in confusion: "Then how did your father get interested in your skills?"
"I..." Shi Qiang's face turned red and he felt even more ashamed. He smiled bitterly and said: "After I developed the technique, I was so happy. I just went home and told my dad... ."I see!
Zhou Lin and others suddenly realized.
"Then your father got the idea and wanted you to keep your skills at home and pass them down to your family?"
"Hmm~" Shi Qiang wanted to find a crack in the ground and burrow down, squeezing out a weak sound.
"Your father asked you to stay, and you agreed?" Zhou Lin was a little angry. They studied under the teacher.
No matter who develops a skill, they always share it with others without reservation, even teachers.
To be honest, there are very few skills that these disciples have developed on their own. Most of them are developed by teachers and taught to them without any secret.
Now that Shi Qiang wanted to hide his secret, it was not the teacher's fault to be angry, even they were dissatisfied with Shi Qiang.
Shi Qiang looked very depressed. Of course he knew that this move was almost equivalent to betraying his teacher and fellow disciples.
That's why when the teacher hit him just now, he managed to bear it without resisting. Suddenly Shi Qiang's eyes turned red.
The voice was unusual and suppressed emotions,
"Can I agree? How can I not know the teacher's kindness and the friendship with you brothers?" He slowly raised his head and said with a sad expression: "But my father is forcing me to die. If I don't keep my skills at home, he will I want to commit suicide. I have to come to the workshop to work every day. Even on holidays, I can't look at him for a moment!"
"No one in the family can stop him. What should I do?" Zhou Lin and others, including Brother Lin who just walked in, fell silent.
If they were Shi Qiang, there would be nothing they could do if they encountered such a biological father. Shi Qiang felt lost and said to himself: "... Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot have both... Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot have both..."
