Qian Wen felt relaxed and at ease, his usual long strides turned into small steps, the young boy turned into an old gentleman, and he began to walk slowly.
But the man who was sent by the factory director Xu Hongbing to call him was so anxious that when he ran from the factory director's office, the factory director's face was blue, beads of sweat as big as soybeans hung, and he was covering his legs. Hurry up and call that so-and-so over.
This looks like he is sick. I don't know why he didn't call someone from the factory infirmary instead of calling a young boy. Moreover, this person is not familiar to him. Is this a new person just assigned this month?
Thinking in his mind, he disliked Qian Wen's slowness, so he stretched out his hand and started running.
Qian Wen didn't resist. Whether he could be cured didn't depend on when he went, but whether there was a position that satisfied him.
"What's going on here?"
"I don't know. Bingkun is causing trouble. What should I do?"
“How about we go take a look and see if we can help, at least we won’t be bullied.
Bingkun is a timid person. "
Seeing Qian Wen being forcibly pulled away, Sun caught up, and Xiao Guoqing became worried. The factory director just now didn't look like a serious person. Don't make a fuss on the first day.
Speaking of catching up, Guo Qing and the two wanted to catch up.
Tu Zhiqiang, who was also confused and didn't understand what was going on, hurriedly stopped the two of them. Seeing that there were other workers around him, it was inconvenient to say something, so he took the two of them to a secluded place aside and whispered, " Don't worry, you have to figure out what's going on.
You've been here all over the place, no matter whether you're good or bad, you all have to be punished. Even if you say this is a factory, you have to follow the rules no matter what you say. Even the factory director Xu Hongbing is the same.
You don't know Xu Hongbing when you first come here, but I do. He is an ordinary person who likes to take advantage of small things, but he doesn't have the habit of bullying people in the factory. It should be okay to ask Bingkun to come over.
Let's wait first. You've just arrived. If you are too reckless, you will be punished.
Feeding workers are already tired. The machines are constantly working and people are constantly working. Once you put on these little shoes, you will be very tired. "
After catching up, Guo Qing looked at each other and felt that what Tu Zhiqiang said was reasonable, but he was still worried about being petty.
"Is everything okay?" Qianchao asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, we grew up in the same alley, I can still hurt you.
Let’s take a look at the situation first.
And from the look on Bingkun’s face just now, he seemed to be fine. Tu Zhiqiang comforted him.
This factory is neither big nor small. The factory director Xu Hongbing is still very powerful. Zhou Bingkun, his neighbor in the alley, is not stupid. No matter how he looks at it, there should be no conflict with him. After all, he is making a living under his hand. Tu Zhiqiang is thinking .
With Tu Zhiqiang, the backbone who is a few years older and from the same area, they can catch up and Guoqing feel a little more relieved.
But when I was working with Master Wang, I was always absent-minded, always looking in the direction of the boss's office in the factory.
As for Qian Wen.
"Hey young
Be gentle, it hurts.”
In the office, Xu Hongbing covered her legs and kept moaning in pain. It was a cold day, but her forehead was dripping with sweat.
This was because he was frightened. He really had no feeling in his right leg. No, there was still a little bit of sensation, that is, the touch was reduced, the numbness was heavy, and there was a tingling sensation, just like a needle prick. He didn't dare to put his foot down now. Well, that feeling is too hard to describe, it’s just uncomfortable.
Exactly as Qian Wen described, Xu Hongbing thought he was really seriously ill.
There are two different feelings from what people say and from personal experience. One is that it has nothing to do with me, and the other is that it happened to me. My life is miserable.
Xu Hongbing was frightened immediately.
Of course, he didn't listen to all Qian Wen's words. When he was looking for someone to call Qian Wen, he also asked the factory doctor to be called.
Now he is undergoing examination and diagnosis by the factory doctor.
Qian Wen was leaning aside, watching their performance quietly.
Well, I have good pulse control, and I am very experienced and professional in looking, smelling, and asking questions. He is an experienced Chinese medicine practitioner.
Hmm? Will you also use Western medicine consultation methods?
Just hold a stethoscope and listen to the lungs. What I am sealing is the meridians in his legs, okay?
The combination of Chinese and Western styles is not such a perfect combination.
Huh? Why do you take out a small hammer from the medical kit?
Under Qian Wen's gaze, the factory doctor held a wooden hammer and hit Xu Hongbing's right knee hard. Xu Hongbing then reflexively kicked him hard, causing the factory doctor to roll to the ground.
"She's conscious, conscious, and not necrotic." The factory doctor climbed up from the ground and said happily.
Qian Wen rolled his eyes. He just made Xu Hongbing's blood vessels close slightly, slowing down the blood flow. To put it bluntly, if you press your legs, if you tap the tendons hard, you will of course get a reaction. Every kick given to you will be gentle.
In fact, even with modern instruments, Xu Hongbing's current problems may not be able to be accurately detected.
Because strictly speaking it is not a disease.
Only doctors and academicians with decades of clinical experience can rely on sophisticated instruments to detect that tendons compress blood vessels and cause them to close slightly.
Of course, poor medical skills also have advantages, at least Xu Hongbing no longer has to suffer.
Otherwise, he would have to use some real methods instead of just acupuncture to seal the tendons.
"Ah" because of the blow, the conditioned reflex of the leg movement was too large, and a sense of pain and numbness surged into Xu Hongbing's perception, and he felt like dying.
“Whether you can do it or not, can you cure it?
If it can be cured, hurry up. If it can't be cured, just say it can't be cured. Don't experiment on me. "A strong tingling sensation surged through his entire leg, and the numbness spread to his waist bit by bit. Xu Hongbing was furious.
"Yes, it can be cured, but..." The factory doctor hesitated to speak.
"What can I do to cure you from hesitating? Hurry up, I'm sweating profusely when you don't see the pain.
The cost of medicine is not a problem, as long as you use good medicine. "Xu Hongbing was happy to hear that it could be cured. He thought he was really seriously ill and was about to die.
Then he looked at Qian Wen who was watching the show and said dissatisfiedly, "You can go."
He still didn't believe Qian Wen, a young boy.
Just now it was just insurance, now it's no longer needed.
At the same time, he felt something was wrong in his heart. He had always been fine, his waist was not sore and his legs were not hurting, but Qian Wen pressed him lightly and he became limp? He felt strange in his heart, but there was no evidence.
When Qian Wen heard this, he nodded without any nostalgia.
I just started to think in my mind, should I just have a more relaxed position and add something else later? I haven’t eaten meat for a while...
As for what the factory doctor said could be cured, Qian Wen was not afraid of being pushed into the corner. He just saw what he was doing and found that he was very suitable for the position of factory doctor in the lumber factory clinic. He was neither too high nor too low, just right.
"Director, you must have had an injury to your leg before, but you never had an attack. Now, for some unknown reason, you have developed a disease in your leg. I don't know the reason why you have to go to a big hospital.
But based on my experience, this necrosis generally develops very quickly, I guess... I guess..."
"What do you think? If you have anything to say, just say it." Xu Hongbing was even more frightened by the fact that he was neither above nor below.
The factory doctor's mouth was a little dry, so he took a half step back, swallowed his saliva and said, "It may be necessary to amputate the limb to save his life, but don't worry, factory director, it will be fine after the amputation, not at all..."
"Fuck you." Xu Hongbing couldn't listen anymore. He always paid great attention to his own image. He was five to six in front of others, but now he couldn't hold it in anymore. He had to have his limbs amputated. Is he okay? Amputate one and show it to me. look!
"Hey, you," it seemed that taking half a step back was not enough, and the factory doctor was kicked down.
"Ah" he was kicking with his right foot, and an unbearable sting surged into his heart, Xu Hongbing cried out in pain.
"Director"
"Are you okay?"
"Why don't you go to the hospital?"
When something happened to the factory director, how could there not be a few people around him to fawn over him? In addition to the factory doctor, there were also three leaders from the factory, big and small, surrounding him in the office just now.
"Quick, call me Zhou Bingkun... No, please come back." Xu Hongbing now understood that the person who tied the bell had to be tied to the bell.
Qian Wen didn't go far and returned to the factory director's office.
"This... this Xiao Zhou, you can tell what's wrong with me just by looking at you. You must be able to cure my disease, right? I..." Xu Hongbing wanted Qian Wen to treat him, but just now in front of him After pretending for a long time, I couldn't let go of my face and hesitated.
"My name is Master Zhou." Qian Wendan said calmly.
"Zhou Bingkun, what are you talking about? This is the director of the factory. Do you still want to do it?" Before Xu Hongbing could say anything, the leader glared.
Qian Wen turned around and left without saying a word.
"You...what's your attitude?" The young leader said dissatisfiedly after being refuted.
At this time, a figure appeared behind the little leader, and was kicked out hard. Xu Hongbing shouted filial piety, "Do you want me to have my legs amputated?"
Xu Hongbing's mentality is already a bit broken. If he really wants to be amputated, he will definitely not be able to take the position of factory director. Maybe the organization will take pity on him and change his position from factory director to janitor. At this moment, he is worried about his illness and Worried about his position, he couldn't care about anything else and couldn't maintain elegance.
"Zhou Bingkun...Bingkun, Master Zhou," Xu Hongbing hurriedly shouted kindly.
Qian Wen stopped at the door and looked at everyone in the office, "I need a quiet environment to see a doctor."
"Get out, get out of here
Without me, no one is allowed in!" Xu Hongbing heard the sound and started to chase people away.
He didn't know if Qian Wen could cure his disease, but what else could he do at this moment? In fact, seeing Qian Wen so calm and calm, a glimmer of hope surged in his heart. If he could see that his disease could be cured, .
As for why you don't seek help from a big hospital, ask for help. There is no order.
The first factory doctor, Qian Wen, was in a large hospital.
As for the illness that cannot be cured, Qian Wen who deceived him will not have to go to work. Before he became a guard, anyone who offended him would die!
Soon, the rest of the people in the office were confused and went out.
Xu Hongbing endured the pain, closed the office door with his feet, and looked at Qian Wen with a flattering smile.
"Zhou Bing...Master Zhou, look at everyone leaving. We are the only ones in the office. Look at my legs..."
Qian Wen no longer manipulates Xu Hongbing. The heat is almost over. He just wants money.
After letting Xu Hongbing climb onto the desk, Qian Wen reached out and rubbed the acupuncture points on his spine and various parts of his waist, using special techniques to relieve the blocked meridians.
But in the massage room, he felt it was inappropriate and added insurance because Xu Hongbing didn't look like someone who would compromise easily.
After pressing for ten minutes, Qian Wen saw that it was almost done and stopped.
Sit on a chair nearby.
The numbness and tingling sensation on his right leg was much better. Xu Hongbing smiled. It seemed that he no longer needed amputation, but his leg was still very heavy and his feeling was not as good as before.
"Master Zhou, why don't you press it? I don't feel better yet."
“Director, how can this disease be cured by just pressing it?
If you want me to treat it, it needs to be treated for a long time and it needs to be continued. The next treatment will be six or seven hours later, three times a day, and it will last for a week or two. It depends on the situation, I can’t say for sure.
Otherwise, you'd better go to a big hospital. "
"Yes, yes, no illness can be cured immediately, even a cold or fever will take two or three days to recover.
Let's treat it after six hours, and then treat it again. Don't be afraid of how long it will take, as long as it can be cured, let Master Zhou worry about it.
There is no need to go to a big hospital, I believe in Master Zhou. "Those in power have become proficient in talking nonsense when seeing people, and telling lies when seeing ghosts. He must go to a big hospital, so he can rest assured, but Qian Wen can't offend him.
"Thanks to Master Zhou this time, otherwise I really don't know what to do." Xu Hongbing was also thick-skinned, and it was not unnatural to call Qian Wen, a young man more than 20 years his junior, Master Zhou.
Qian Wen didn't intend to give up. There would be more opportunities to contact him in the future, and he didn't want to set up a personality with Xu Hongbing. "Director, you see this material feeder is too tired. Give us three different positions."
Xu Hongbing was stunned for a moment and stamped his feet. It was much better, but it was still tingling, but he could bear it. He thought in his heart that it didn't seem to be a terminal illness, and then his kind smile returned to his face, "The feeder is a little tired, master. For dry woodworking, be an apprentice first.
As for your other two friends, I really can't help you. I don't have the final say in this factory alone. "
Qian Wen frowned. Xu Hongbing was not good at all. Wood processing was easier than being a material feeder, but it was still hard work.
"Director, let me tell you the truth. I want a relaxed position. I am naturally weak. I cannot lift with my hands or carry on my shoulders. You see..."
Qian Wen's plain words made Xu Hongbing stunned. He couldn't lift it with his hands or carry it on his shoulders. Are there still such young masters now? Such young masters can't be assigned to them.
"Ahem." Xu Hongbing didn't want to be known as a "killer." "Xiao Zhou, look at this factory. The positions are all full, and there's nothing I can do about it."
"Well, then I will still be the material feeder, so as not to embarrass the factory director." Qian Wen nodded, what is an old fried dough stick? This is what Xu Hongbing needs to do.
"No, no, no, no, we are still apprentices, wood processing, how can we learn a craft?
Master Zhou, we'll see you in six hours. "
Xu Hongbing sent Qian Wen out of the office with a bump on his feet.
Not far from the door, Qian Wen met the few young leaders and factory doctors just now, but he ignored them and just passed by.
Just take down the factory director Xu Hongbing. He is not interested in getting to know these monsters one by one and asking for advice on their moves. The lumber factory is just a transitional place anyway.
It's just that Xu Hongbing's choice just now was a bit confusing. It seems that he will have to wait for a more relaxed position.
Qian Wen also didn't want to get too serious with Xu Hongbing, so he took his time. It would only be a matter of a few days anyway, and Xu Hongbing would have to kneel down and beg him sooner or later.
Xu Hongbing has been told that he can cure diseases, and he will come to him sooner or later if he has no way to seek medical treatment.
Just after massaging the acupuncture points, he injected a few more needles into Xu Hongbing's legs. Xu Hongbing didn't feel anything but numbness in his legs. Now, several veins in his legs have been sealed by him.
Xu Hongbing's illness was originally cured in a day or two, but now it will only get worse if he is ignored. As time goes by, his legs may become necrotic, and amputation is not impossible.
As for the improvement just now, it was just because of the special technique, the massage invigorated the blood, which lasted for a while.
If Xu Hongbing really gave him a cushy position, he would find an excuse on the spot, press the button carefully, unblock the veins, and just pretend to be cured for a few days.
Now, Qian Wen shook his head.
"Kun'er, are you okay?"
"What did the factory director ask you for?"
Back to the place where materials were delivered, on National Day, Qianchao was carrying wood with a bang, and he hurriedly expressed concern when he saw Qian Wen coming back.
Even when Tu Zhiqiang saw him from a distance, he also came over.
"Is everything okay?"
Qian Wen shook his head, "It's okay."
He didn't explain much, and he couldn't explain it clearly even after a while. Once it was done, they could digest it slowly.
Qian Wen didn't go to any wood processing as an apprentice, so he stayed here in the feeding area to catch up with them and help.
Only by clearing the clouds can you see the sun. Good things take a long time, so first carry the wood and exercise.
Easily, carry the wood and send it to the sawing machine.
After being busy for a while, Qian Wen frowned as he looked at Tu Zhiqiang. He had nothing to do just now, but now he could take a good look at him.
Tu Zhiqiang and Zheng Juan don’t know each other yet.
But in the play, Tu Zhiqiang is suspected of being gay, which is not tolerated in this era, so he pretends to be married to Zheng Juan in order to hide it from others. Qian Wen does not despise this type of person, he lives his own life, there is no need to flatter others and despise others.
But he thinks Tu Zhiqiang is trash. His fiancée was raped, and he can continue to be friends and play with the person who raped his fiancee. He will not choose to be friends with such a person.
Even if she was gay, he didn't love Zheng Juan, but Zheng Juan relied on him. If something happened, for the sake of her family, Zheng Juan endured the grievance and swallowed it with her teeth, but Tu Zhiqiang could treat her as Nothing happened and you are still friends with the abuser?
In the play, I saw Tu Zhiqiang's righteous face and his righteous look when he was shot, but Qian Wen's personal opinion was that he died well and was shot well!
He couldn't even protect his own woman, and he deserved to be shot for playing with the rapist who raped his fiancée. He was not unjust.
After looking at Tu Zhiqiang for a while, he didn't hide it at all, which made Tu Zhiqiang strangely uncomfortable.
"Why are Bingkun looking at me like this?" Tu Zhiqiang asked strangely.
Qian Wen paused and suddenly told a story, "There is a man who likes boys but not girls, but no one can know about this.
He and his friends came up with a way to find a girl from a poor family and not a city registered permanent residence, and fake marriage with her to achieve the purpose of concealing the truth from others and giving a false impression to outsiders.
So he did.
But one day, one of his friends took a liking to his fiancée and raped her while he was drunk.
But when he woke up the next day, he discovered all this. He didn't say anything and pretended that nothing had happened because he didn't love that girl at all. He liked men, so he chose to remain unmoved. Maybe it was compared to his brother's loyalty. , this girl is insignificant.
Tu Zhiqiang, I would like to ask, if you were the fiancé of the girl who was victimized in this incident, how would you choose to treat the perpetrator.
If you were a bystander and learned of this incident by chance, how would you choose to treat the fiance of the victim girl and the bastard abuser?
Um?"
Qian Wen held a log in his arms and looked at Tu Zhiqiang quietly to see how he would answer.
Tu Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, with fright in his eyes. He was Xinan. Could it be that someone had discovered him?
But after listening to the story carefully, it had nothing to do with him. It wasn't about him. He looked at Qian Wen strangely.
"Of course I will beat the perpetrator to death, even if he is imprisoned!" Xiao Guoqing, who was passing by carrying a piece of wood and heard Qian Wen's words, expressed his opinion.
"Yes, I'm not a man, and I can't protect my wife. Even if I don't like her, she's still your fiancée.
You've already raped your wife, how can you repay your brother's loyalty? You're stupid, you're mentally retarded, you're rubbish!" Sun Qunchao, who was carrying the same log as Xiao Guoqing, also cursed.
Qian Wen caught up with Sun, and Xiao Guoqing withdrew his gaze and looked at Tu Zhiqiang, asking him to express his opinion.
His two children had little education, but they had already expressed their opinions on the story, and Tu Zhiqiang was the only one left.
Tu Zhiqiang didn't want to participate in this topic, he felt very awkward, but Qian Wen stared at him closely, not letting go, trying to catch up, Guo Qing also looked at him, his face twitched, and he looked embarrassed.
"Bingkun, what about you? You haven't said what will happen to you yet?" Tu Zhiqiang changed the subject.
Qian Wen stared into Tu Zhiqiang's eyes and said solemnly and seriously, "If I were that girl's fiancé, I wouldn't let this happen.
But if it happened, I would beat that bastard to death on the spot and crush his bones into ashes.
If I were a bystander and accidentally learned about this incident, I would beat the girl's fiancé violently and beat her once, for he is not worthy of being a man.
For the perpetrators, I would quietly beat the sap, and then crush their bones and spread their ashes. "
"Hiss" Catching up, Catching up at the same time gasped, and gave Qian Wen a thumbs up for his cruelty, but they didn't pay much attention to it, because it was just a story, how could there be a man like that in the story.
The two said hello to them and left together carrying the log.
But Tu Zhiqiang saw seriousness in Qian Wen's eyes, as if he saw that the protagonist in the story was him, and it was him he was talking about.
This made him more and more uncomfortable. This topic really made him uncomfortable.
"What about you?" Seeing that Tu Zhiqiang didn't want to express his opinion, Qian Wen asked.
Silently, seeing that he couldn't hide, Tu Zhiqiang lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I value the loyalty of brothers very much. I can help my brothers. If I were that girl's fiancé, I don't know how to answer you. I can't.
If I were a bystander and heard about this by chance, I would probably make the same choice as you. "
When answering, Tu Zhiqiang kept his head down, hiding his eyes.
“He beat the girl’s fiancé violently and beat him again and again, deeming him unworthy of being a man.
To the perpetrator, quietly knock the sap, and then crush the victim into ashes, right?
Do you agree?" As Qian Wen said this, he hugged the log in his arms a little tighter, his muscles bursting under his cotton-padded clothes, and he looked left and right to see if anyone had noticed.
Tu Zhiqiang was very unhappy with Qian Wen's aggressiveness. He didn't want to talk about this topic because it seemed to be talking about him.
"Well, I agree with your point of view, let's get to work quickly." Tu Zhiqiang turned to leave.
Qian Wen looked around and looked away. This was a blind spot and no one was paying attention. He said silently in his heart, "Your choice is very suitable for me." '
Tu Zhiqiang was striding forward. The log in Qian Wen's arms had already left the ground. But his reason stopped him from wanting to hit the opponent with a log. He activated his ability 'lucky' for one minute and reached into his pocket with one hand. , called to the other party, "Why are you leaving? I can't carry it alone."
Tu Zhiqiang heard the sound and turned around. Just as he turned halfway, his body slipped. It turned out that Qian Wen took out a palm-sized log from his pocket and accurately threw it at his feet before he turned around.
It was the log that Qian Wen had been giving Zheng Juan to use for carving portraits. This was the seventh log. However, there was a blizzard that day. He didn't wither it, so he kept it on his body. He planned to carve it when he had time, and now it happened to be Used it.
Next to him was a pile of logs with thick snow falling on it. Tu Zhiqiang dove into it.
Peng
Tu Zhiqiang, who was unstable, hit the pile of logs. The snow on the pile of logs shook and swayed, but the log did not slip and turned into a rolling log and hit Tu Zhiqiang who fell to the ground.
At this time, Qian Wen turned around calmly and kicked the log that had just rolled back to his feet with force. By coincidence, it hit the pile of logs.
It was the straw that broke the camel's back.
Wow
The pile of logs rolled down and became a log.
Tu Zhiqiang, who had not yet climbed up, had bulging eyes and was frightened.
Peng Peng Peng
Collision between man and rolling log.
The lens in his eyes was instantly filled with blood and bloodshot eyes. The rolling wood hit his body, and the smell of blood filled his mouth.
Wow!
The tall rolling logs slid down and collided with each other, crushing Tu Zhiqiang and creating waves of earthy smell.
Tu Zhiqiang was buried inside, and the snow that had not been cleared from the rolling logs covered him.
He fainted without any resistance.
The big log that Zheng Juan used to carve portraits was hit like a football and rolled back obediently. Qian Wen bent down and patted the snow on it and put it in his pocket.
The skills of ancient magic, the use of martial arts, and the blessing of luck.
Zheng Juan's unformed Mu Xie cooperated perfectly with him, and Mu Xie buried the rubbish Tu Zhiqiang.
Qian Wen shouted, "Come here quickly, the rolling wood has landslided and hit someone."
Qian Wen shouted loudly, but his eyes were cold.
At the same time, a person ran from the direction of the wood factory office, "Zhou Bingkun, where is Zhou Bingkun?"
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