The two people didn't dare to light the lamp after they came in, and the light in the room was not very bright.
But by the moonlight, Li Zhengyi could still see Wu Dalang taking out a wooden box from under the bricks in the corner, with some scattered silver and copper plates inside.
Wu Dalang seemed quite honest, but he didn't expect that he would have such thoughts and know how to hide private money. The money seemed to be quite a lot, and the total amount was probably more than twenty taels.
"Don't your wife know about this?"
Wu Dalang put the broken silver and copper plates into a cloth bag, turned his back to Li Zhengyi and chuckled: "How can I let her know that I secretly hid this."
They all say that no businessman can be dishonest, but indeed no one is honest. It's just that some people look honest on the surface. Who knows whether they are good or bad in their hearts?
"Let's go."
This is where the private money was hidden. When Wu Dalang put the money in his wallet into the clothes on his chest, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten even the pain in his chest, but he didn't notice that some blood seeped out of the clothes on his chest.
At Li Zhengyi's reminder, Wu Dalang rummaged through the cabinets and changed into relatively clean clothes.
He wanted to change himself, but the clothes at Wu Dalang's house didn't fit him, so he had to continue wearing the clothes he got from the farmer's house.
The two walked around the house again and found no marks left by Pan Jinlian, so they left to avoid being discovered by the surrounding neighbors.
He was originally going to spend the night in Li Zhengyi's small building, but he suddenly stopped after taking a few steps.
Thinking that Wu Dalang's chest injury has not healed yet, and his treatment was so rough, he should not die of excessive blood loss at night.
"follow me."
After walking some distance further, Li Zhengyi pulled Wu Dalang and led him towards Uncle He Jiu's home in Lion Lane.
There were no pedestrians in the dark alley, only some sounds came from the houses next to them from time to time. The two of them walked in quietly.
"Dong dong dong~"
"who?"
"it's me."
After Li Zhengyi answered, the room suddenly became quiet. After a while, Uncle He Jiu secretly opened the door and saw Li Zhengyi and Wu Dalang outside, with very shocked expressions on their faces.
He stuck his head out and looked around, seeing nothing but darkness, so he pulled the two of them in and closed the door tightly.
"Brother Li, what are you two...?"
Faced with Uncle He Jiu's question, Li Zhengyi did not answer directly. Instead, he pointed at Wu Dalang's chest and said, "The matter is urgent right now. Please ask Uncle He Jiu for help. We can only find you, the only person we can trust."
"The stab wound on Wu Da's chest cannot be delayed. I also ask Uncle He Jiu to ask a trustworthy person to deal with it. I believe Wu Dutou will thank you well when he comes back."
I don't know whether he really believed in Wu Song's character and ability, or he was a little afraid of the plain sword that Li Zhengyi now had in his hand.
Uncle He Jiu lowered his head and pondered for a moment before agreeing to Li Zhengyi's request.
only……
He raised his head and glanced in the direction of the back hall, and then said to Li Zhengyi: "Brother Li, please sit here and don't run around. I will definitely handle things safely and will be back soon. Please don't disturb me." family members."
Hearing his words, Li Zhengyi's face was startled, because he had never thought of threatening other people's families. He just thought that Uncle He Jiu was a reliable person, and he couldn't find anyone else for a while, so he came to Uncle He Jiu's house. .
However, he didn't explain too much at the moment, he just nodded in reply. Uncle He Jiu didn't say anything more, opened the door and walked quietly into the darkness.
"Brother Li, you...you are so kind to me."
When Wu Dalang came here before, he only thought that Li Zhengyi was killing people to vent his anger, but he didn't expect that he was coming to Uncle He Jiu to treat his wounds, and the gratitude in his heart was beyond words.
"They are all members of our own family, so why bother saying anything more."
Li Zhengyi thought to himself that there was nothing he could do. He couldn't just watch the wound on his chest continue to ooze blood and ignore it.
I don't want to say anything about my regrets, don't let the situation that I finally turned around go to waste.
At the same time, thinking that at this point, there is no other way. If you still want to complete the task, you can only remove the root cause of the problem.
I believe that as long as the culprit disappears, Wu Song will not kill people casually to vent his anger. After all, he was an adult. At that time, he must have known that finding a way to help his brother escape the crime was the right thing to do.
The two kept their promise and did not wander around. They only stayed in the front room, but from time to time they would lie down at the door and look out to see what was going on around them.
Time flew by, and more than half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, but Uncle He Jiu still didn't come back.
Just when the two of them were upset, there was a knock on the door suddenly. When they opened it, it turned out to be Uncle He Jiu, but he came back alone.
"Uncle He Jiu, what are you...?"
Uncle He Jiu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two of them sitting safely in the house and not running around.
After taking a look at the back room, he said: "I have learned a lot about treating wounds in my early years. In order to avoid unnecessary complications, I did not call a doctor. I just bought catgut and some medicine from an acquaintance. If Li Er If you can trust me, can you let me suture the wounds of Wuhan University?"
It works, of course it does.
Uncle He Jiu was worthy of being a prudent person. He knew that this matter could not cause problems, so he did not look for outsiders.
As for his skills in suturing wounds, Li Zhengyi thinks he can't be worse than himself, right?
After receiving the consent, Uncle He Jiushan did not take action immediately. Instead, he went to the back room to take a look. After a while, he brought a basin of hot water over.
While helping Wu Dalang clean his wound, he pointed to the oil paper bag next to him and said to Li Zhengyi: "Brother Li, are you hungry? That bag contains roast chicken and steamed buns. Eat them first. The jar next to it contains wine. If you are thirsty, feel free to drink, just wait for me to treat the knife wound in Wuhan University."
Even though he was a little hungry and thirsty, Li Zhengyi did not choose to eat alone. He was still prepared to wait for Wu Dalang's wound to be treated before the two of them shared it.
He just sat quietly, watching Uncle He Jiu use hot water and alcohol to help Wu Dalang clean the knife wound on his chest very carefully.
I thought to myself that Uncle He Jiu was indeed a meticulous person, and his rough skills were really incomparable. This could be seen from Wu Dalang's completely different reaction from the previous pig killing.
After cleaning, he began to sew. Seeing the sharp steel needle and the catgut thread going back and forth on the wound, Li Zhengyi couldn't bear to look at it for a while.
Wu Dalang was also grinning and shaking, but fortunately Li Zhengyi came over in time to help hold him down.
Although Uncle He Jiu was not young, his technique was quite steady, and it didn't take long to sew the long stab wound on Wu Dalang's chest back together.
The next step was to apply medicine and bandage much more smoothly. After everything was over, Uncle He Jiu took out the cotton cloth Wu Dalang was biting. There were two clear teeth marks on it.
He originally thought that the two of them would share the delicious wine and meat together, but Wu Dalang fell into a peaceful sleep not long after the wound was treated, so Li Zhengyi had to let Uncle He Jiu share it with him.
The two chatted and laughed, and soon they finished most of the roast chicken and drank several large bowls of wine.
But suddenly Li Zhengyi's face changed drastically, and he ran to the backyard and vomited wildly.
