Rebirth in the 1980s: Xiaoxiao's road to becoming a top student

The person who was speaking was in his forties, with a slicked-back hair, a greasy face, a slightly fat body, and a cigarette in his mouth.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the people in front of him, with a smile on his lips but it did not reach his eyes.

When he saw Yan Xiaoxiao, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and then a look of ill intention appeared on his face.

Yan Xiaoxiao felt like she was about to vomit. This guy must be seriously ill!

She was just a little girl of six years old. What kind of look was that in his eyes? It was so disgusting.

The old policeman had a blank expression on his face. “Boss Qian, after all, this happened in your place, so you are responsible.”

At this time, the door of the emergency room finally opened and the doctor walked out with a tired look on his face.

His eyes immediately fell on Yan Xiaoxiao, and he was very excited.

During the operation, he discovered that the three silver needles were inserted into three acupuncture points of the injured person.

One of the victim's large blood vessels was pierced by a steel bar. When they pulled out the steel bar, the worried bleeding did not occur. Only then did he realize that it must be the effect of the three silver needles.

If it weren't for those three silver needles, the injured person would have bled profusely and died on the operating table.

Yan Xiaoxiao shook her head gently, and the doctor understood instantly. He just explained to everyone, "The operation was successful. The steel bars in the victim's body have been removed, but he has not yet woken up. The next step is to observe whether there is any infection and the recovery of the wound."

Yan Guoqing and Yin Xiu felt a little relieved and they kept thanking the doctor.

The doctor smiled at Yan Xiaoxiao and returned to the operating room. There was still some finishing work to be done inside, so he went to check it out.

This was the most successful operation he had ever performed. When he first saw the injured person, he thought he was dead because the injury was so serious.

The steel bars had to be taken out with all my might. At the time, I was thinking, what if? What if we can save the person?

I didn't expect that with just three more silver needles, the operation would go so smoothly. If all operations can be performed in this way in the future, the success rate of the operation will be 100%.

The doctor was very happy with the thought. If Yan Xiaoxiao knew about this, she would definitely roll her eyes at him.

She attached spiritual energy to the silver needles, which could stop bleeding and nourish the body at the same time. She would not use them indiscriminately on ordinary people.

Whether he can withstand the impact of spiritual energy is still another matter. The key is that Yan Meng's operation was so successful, mainly because of the pill that Yan Xiaoxiao fed him.

That pill has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, similar to the resurrection pill, but it is mainly used to treat external injuries.

Only three pills were made in total. The key point was that the medicinal materials were hard to find. There was a red blood grass, which even Yan Xiaoxiao didn't have in her space. Yan Qing got one plant at the southern border when he was young, but he only made three finished pills.

Yan Qing kept one and gave the other two to Yan Xiaoxiao. Yan Xiaoxiao gave one to her grandfather. Unexpectedly, the last one was used on Yan Meng.

She didn't feel it was a pity. It was worth it to use this medicine to exchange for Yan Meng's life!

"It's good that you're not dead. People should have some self-awareness and not do things beyond their capabilities!" Qian Hongwei's words were full of threats, without caring at all that there were police officers at the scene.

Liao Xingwen has been a policeman for more than 40 years and will retire in two years. He knows Qian Hongwei very well and knows that this man is a cruel and ruthless person who has no bottom line in doing things.

The people in front of me are obviously from rural areas. If I don’t protect them, I’m afraid I’ll suffer.

"Boss Qian, they are just going to ask for their wages. The money they are owed should still be paid, don't you agree?"

Qian Hongwei snorted coldly, "I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you. Can't you give it to me a few days later? You are such a bunch of poor bastards. You won't let me have a good time during the Chinese New Year!"

He winked at the person behind him, who immediately spoke up, "Boss, these people came to the construction site to ask for money and broke our things! Should we ask them to compensate us, too?"

Qian Hongwei raised his eyebrows, "Oh? I forgot about this. This broke something. Officer Liao, do you think I should pay for it?"

Yu Peng refused to do it. He and Yan Meng were of similar age and had similar temperaments, and they were very good friends. He was most worried when Yan Meng was pushed down the stairs, so he found a few people he got along well with and went to the hospital together.

Now, hearing Qian's distortion of the truth, the anger that had been accumulating for a long time was instantly ignited.

"Mr. Qian, you are talking bullshit! We were just asking for our wages. If you hadn't ordered the security guards to beat us up, would we have fought back?"

As soon as he said this, Liao Xingwen's heart skipped a beat. Qian Hongwei was a very petty person. The young man just couldn't control his temper. It seemed that he would have to pay more attention to him in the future to avoid being retaliated by Qian Hongwei.

Qian Hongwei's face darkened. Damn it, these ignorant young men who don't know how to live or die are really the most annoying!

Yan Xiaoxiao's eyes moved around among the few people.

She was thinking about what to give to this guy named Qian.

If you want to be inconspicuous, it is better to use powder.

Dumb fans? No, it's just too easy for him to not be able to speak;

Seven Days of Heartbreak Powder? No, this is easy to solve, it's too common, I can find a Chinese doctor to make an antidote;

How about itching powder? You should know that this itching powder is the master's original creation. It is different from ordinary itching powders. It requires a special medicine to solve it.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaoxiao glanced at Qian Hongwei sinisterly, but unexpectedly met his obscene eyes, so she decided to do it immediately.

The more Qian Hongwei looked at the little girl in front of him, the prettier she seemed. He wondered how stunning she would be if he raised her for a few more years. If he presented her to some important person, he would be able to get whatever he wanted.

Qian Hongwei's smile grew wider, and he looked at Yan Xiaoxiao as if he was looking at a treasure.

Yan Guoqing took two steps forward and stood in front of Yan Xiaoxiao, covering her completely.

The smile on Qian Hongwei's face froze for a moment, and he tried to push the person in front of him away.

When his pig-trotter-like hand stretched out, Yan Guoqing shouted, "Police comrade, he wants to hit someone!"

Everyone looked over. Qian Hongwei didn't know whether to extend his hand or not. In the angry eyes of everyone, he put his hand down angrily.

Ya Xiaoxiao gave her father a thumbs up in her heart. Her father was really reliable.

Liao Xingwen said seriously: "Boss Qian, let's deal with the current situation first. Given the current condition of the injured, we can't go to the police station, so let's deal with it in the hospital!"

"Since the wages are in arrears, can you just pay them?"

Qian Hongwei also knew that things had gotten a bit out of hand, and he originally didn't want to pay these poor guys wages, but now he had to resolve the issue first, so he nodded.

A man walked out from behind him and opened the bag in his hand, revealing a big ball of unity.

"Look at what they said! I was planning to pay them wages, but before I could even give them the money, these people started making trouble. If it hadn't happened, they would have gotten the money and gone home long ago!"

He said it nicely, but in his heart he was cursing, "I want to see if you poor bastards have the life to take it and the life to spend it."