The deputy secretary of the brigade, Pang Rong, met him. He happened to be big and strong, so he carried Zheng Ming directly to the commune health center for emergency treatment. The doctor in charge first asked Secretary Zheng when the pain started and what he had eaten today, and he answered one by one.
The doctor heard that he ate ordinary fresh vegetables, and asked him if other people had stomach pain after eating it. He said he didn't know, he probably didn't have it. If he had, wouldn't he come to the commune health center? The doctor asked him no more questions and asked him to bring something out to check to see if he was infected with a virus caused by Escherichia coli, causing acute enteritis.
The results came out after a while. No problems were found on the medical examination form, and all indicators were normal. The doctor said that you may still have something that you didn't eat well, which caused occasional abdominal pain. Let's give you a bottle of glucose! But it's strange that Zheng Ming's stomach doesn't hurt much anymore after the doctor in a white coat said this.
After finishing a bottle of diaphragm injection, the sun was setting over the mountains and the sky was very bright. It became dark for a moment. Zheng Ming, whose stomach no longer hurts, took the money to settle the bill and walked out of the gate of the commune health center. One step, two steps... On the fourth step, his stomach started to hurt again, and slowly it started to cramp again.
He clutched his stomach and groaned before returning to the commune health center. When the doctors saw him coming, they all gathered around and asked, why did he get sick again? He didn't have the intention to answer, so he just nodded. The doctor in a white coat who started seeing him said, "This is strange. After examination, there was no problem with your gastrointestinal tract, but your stomach just hurts."
What's even more strange is that Zheng Ming felt that as soon as he entered the gate of the health center, his stomach pain was not so painful, and the pain gradually disappeared. He was stooped when he came in, but now he straightened up, like a good person who is not sick. Oh, what happened? I'll go out and have a look again. Zheng Ming walked out the door as he spoke. When he reached the fourth step, his stomach started to hurt again.
While the pain was not too severe, he quickly returned to the commune health center. All the doctors stood at the door, looked at him, greeted him, and commented: This is strange. The doctor in a white coat said, "Secretary Zheng, you are not leaving. I will open a ward for you tonight and let you stay overnight. You will leave tomorrow morning. Do you still feel pain in your stomach?"
That's the only way. Zheng Ming reluctantly agreed, with a wry smile on his face.
Arriving at a ward, how could Zheng Ming sleep on the bed? I walked around the room, wanting to go home, but I was worried that my stomach would hurt after just a few steps outside. I took reassurance and stayed in the hospital for one night. When he went to the hospital cafeteria to eat, he asked the purser for half a bottle of liquor, hoping that after drinking, he would be drowsy so that he could sleep in the ward. The chief clerk knew him and saw that he didn't look like a patient. He asked which doctor he was here to take care of. He smiled bitterly and said that I was in the hospital myself.
What disease? the purser asked, staring at him.
Belly pain disease. Zheng Ming replied and asked the purser to quickly bring half a bottle of wine.
The purser said in a dilemma, since he is sick, can he still drink? Of course you don't look like a sick person, but some diseases are not visible at first glance. If you want me to bring you half a bottle of wine, you can't blame me if you get drunk.
Who blames you? Just bring the wine. As Zheng Ming spoke, he saw the chief of staff Zhen Zhen turned around and took out half a bottle of wine from the canteen. He also Zhen Zhen mixed a few plates of dishes and drank them with the wine. He usually drinks one kilogram, but now he only drinks half a bottle, which is half a kilogram. He can still control it. He only drinks to some extent, not drunk, but it can keep him in a half-excited and half-"numb" state. This way Good sleep.
After paying his bill in the cafeteria, he went to the ward to rest. Although there were four beds in the ward, there were no other patients, and he was not even a real patient. But one good thing was that it was very peaceful.
He closed the door. There was no electric light at that time, only a shade lamp. He adjusted the light to an appropriate brightness that was neither too dark nor too bright, and then lay down on the hospital bed.
It was late at night but I still couldn't sleep. This might be because I was drunk, not to mention I wasn't drunk at all. He has always been a light sleeper, so he is very sensitive, and he can clearly hear the movements outside. Although he closed the door to the ward, he did not close it completely.
A doctor on night watch came over, quietly opened the door, and quietly closed it again. He knew it, but he didn't say a word. He also heard the doctor saying to himself when he left, it doesn't matter. Secretary Zheng didn't moan in pain, which means there is no problem.
But there was indeed a problem. The doctor didn't know it. After the doctor left, Zheng Ming, who had been sleeping well, suddenly sat up from the hospital bed. It turned out that he heard a woman's voice saying in his ear, Secretary Zheng, you want to mobilize the masses. Were Aunt Wei and I, who were not guilty at all, arrested and put on stage wearing paper hats and black cards to criticize us?
Zheng Ming saw that there was no one around him. Apart from himself, there was no one in the ward. How could anyone talk? Moreover, this person knew everything I was thinking and what I had only said to Aunt Wei, and he said it in a way of questioning me. He was horrified. Was there a ghost?
I am not a ghost, nor am I the She Qingye you have coveted for a long time. Let me tell you, I am Bai Shuqin, who is now She Qingye. The invisible voice replied.
Who is Bai Shuqin? Zheng Ming asked doubtfully.
Don't worry about which ones. I just want to ask you, do you still want to mobilize the masses to arrest Aunt Wei and I, wear paper hats and black cards and go on stage to criticize us?
Zheng Ming did not answer this question. Let me ask again. Please explain clearly. Who is Bai Shuqin?
It doesn’t hurt to tell you that she is the White Snake Empress who has become possessed by She Qingye. the voice answered.
Oh my God! I had mistakenly blamed She Qingye. It turned out to be the White Snake Spirit who was causing trouble. Zheng Ming suddenly realized it and sighed in horror.
Don't call me White Snake Spirit, call me White Snake. The voice from the void said so.
Zheng Ming didn't say that, he just said, is my stomachache caused by you?
So what? So what if it’s not? The voice sounded somewhat indifferent and arrogant.
Then I beg you, White Snake, can you stop making things difficult for me? Zheng Ming said sincerely.
That's easy to handle. Find Aunt Wei after you are discharged from the hospital tomorrow. Kneel down and kowtow to her to admit your mistake. Make it clear that you will not mobilize the masses to arrest She Qingye and Aunt Wei who are possessed by me. They will wear paper hats and black cards and go to the stage to criticize them. The voice made it clear.
Ok, Ok. Zheng Ming immediately knelt on the hospital bed and said, I can't see you, I can only kowtow to the direction of your voice and apologize, please forgive me. I saw him kowtowing like a chicken pecking at rice.
It doesn't count if you kowtow to me to apologize. I said, you have to kowtow to Aunt Wei to apologize. said the voice.
OK OK I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow and do as your white lady says. Zheng Ming stopped kowtowing and looked around. There was no sound in the empty ward.
Early the next morning, Aunt Wei was washing clothes in the pond in front of the house. Suddenly she heard the barking of a dog. She looked up and saw a man from outside walking hurriedly on the pond. He turned around and Aunt Wei recognized him. It was Zheng Ming, the brigade secretary.
Aunt Wei was shocked, her body was shaking slightly, and she didn't dare to stand up. She was afraid that Zheng Ming would find her, so she lowered her head and said nothing. She grabbed the mallet in her hand and did not dare to continue pounding. She was worried that the sound of pounding clothes would cause Zheng Ming's attention.
Fortunately, he didn't notice him after all, walking towards the house. It broke again. Zheng Ming walked straight towards his row of tiled houses. It seemed that he was clearly trying to catch him.
At this moment, Aunt Wei twisted her clothes into the wooden basin, stood up, and walked quickly on the clothes. She did not walk towards her house, but turned sideways, as if she was afraid of being seen. Yes, he crossed the house yard and quickly got into the woods behind the house.
Aunt Wei squatted under a clump of thorn bushes, put the wooden basin filled with clothes in her hand at her feet, looked out through the gaps in the thorn bushes, and held her ears open to capture the scenery on the mountain and in the yard. Any movement. She was threatened by Zheng Ming yesterday. Of course, she felt that it was not a threat. Zheng Ming could definitely do it because the scenes of criticism and struggle she had seen were too cruel.
Some people would also make the object of criticism stand on a platform made of random adobe bricks, and hang a half-filled urine bucket of dirt around the neck of the object of criticism. Then some of the people in the audience were excited or wanted to express their feelings. The class stance is firm and they are eager to attack the targets of criticism.
From time to time, they would throw small stones or other things into the urine bucket, and let the dirty urine splash onto the face of the target of criticism. Seeing the frowning look of the target of criticism, they would have a way to put their pain into it. The pleasure of being above others.
Some are still not satisfied. Occasionally they stand up, go around behind the object of criticism, lift up their kicks and kick towards the platform made of adobe bricks. The bricks stacked on top are inherently unstable and have been hit by external forces. He immediately shifted his position, and the person standing on top of the unintentional criticism staggered, and the urine bucket around his neck and his own body fell to the ground...
The more I thought about that cruel scene, the more I became afraid of it. Even though Aunt Wei had told the current She Qingye yesterday about the situation, She Qingye sneered and then said that there was no need to be afraid. There was a way to deal with it and he would make that guy Zheng Ming obedient.
But Aunt Wei didn't believe it, and really thought she was superstitious and would do something wrong. So this morning when I saw Zheng Ming while doing laundry in Dangjiatang, I was so frightened that I hid in a panic on the low hill behind the house.
At this moment, I didn't hear the dog barking. I could vaguely hear someone saying, Secretary Zheng, what are you doing with Aunt Wei? She seems to be doing laundry on the pier of the pond in front of the house. Go and take a look.
so close. Dexi ducked away. Aunt Wei, squatting under the thorn canopy, said to herself with the air current, feeling a little lucky.
Zheng Ming came to the field in front of the No. 1 Production Team house early in the morning and saw the house of She Qingye's family at a glance. He was supposed to go in and find out where Aunt Wei lived, but he didn't dare to go in and ask. He knew that he was being taught a lesson now. The white snake spirit possessing She Qingye couldn't fight her, so he had to avoid it. Zheng Ming knew that all he had to do was find Aunt Wei, kneel down and kowtow to her and admit his mistake.
At this time, his eyes were looking everywhere, but he didn't see Aunt Wei, but he was barked by a lion-haired dog in the corner of the room. Xu was the dog owner - a man with a straw rope tied around his waist came out. He knew Zheng Ming, so he went up to him and asked politely: Secretary Zheng, do you have any instructions for coming to our team early in the morning?
No instructions today. Zheng Ming lowered his voice. He also knew the man. He took a step closer and said, "Shi Ce, is the Aunt Wei you often call Wei?" I want to find her, where is her home?
Her name is Wei Lei. Shi Ce pointed to a house covered with blue tiles more than ten meters away from him and said that that was her home. Alas, I started to find Aunt Wei washing clothes in the pond in front of my door, so I went to take a look.
Zheng Ming turned around and followed Shi Ce for a few steps. He glanced at the square pond in front of the door. No one was there. The water in the pond was filled with sparkling waves, which was dazzling against the rising sun. The lion-haired dog stopped barking. It understood human nature and talked to the visitor in a friendly manner when it saw the plan. It also turned the visitor into a friend. Of course, it didn't dare to get too close to the visitor and just walked around Shi Ce.
