The days of living with vinegar

"Looking at him like this, it's probably a stroke."

Nalan Rongxin carefully came to a conclusion. After saying this, she got up and took the needle on the table, and was about to stab the landlord.

Chen Jiangjiang's eyes widened in fright, and she hurriedly hugged her arm: "Don't mess around, I'll call an ambulance right now!"

"Don't worry, I have experience..."

Before Nalan Rongxin finished speaking, Chen Jiangjiang shook his head desperately: "No, no, no, no matter how good your medical skills are, you can't do it like this in our place. Stroke is brain hemorrhage, but in our place It's a serious illness, no one can tell you the result will be bad, if you give him an injection, the person will be gone by then, we won't be able to tell!"

While talking, Chen Jiangjiang called 120 with trembling hands, reported the address and the situation, and then relaxed a little.

Nalan Rongxin stretched out his hand towards the landlord again.

"Nalan Rongxin! What are you doing!"

Chen Jiangjiang hugged her arm tightly again, and Nalan Rongxin looked at her helplessly: "I know that everything has risks, but you also need to know that time is precious, if I don't go in with this needle, maybe he will return." God is exhausted."

"I know, I know, but we can't say for sure what happened to him. There are many factors for a stroke. If you don't help him with this injection, you may be held legally responsible here. .”

When Chen Jiangjiang said he was right, he looked at Nalan Rongxin firmly with his eyes, and emphasized his tone: "Besides, you have to know that his son is Zhao Zijie. Are we going to keep entangled with this man endlessly in the future?"

Nalan Rongxin saw that Chen Jiangjiang was really flustered, rubbed Chen Jiangjiang's head lightly with the other hand, and said in a low voice: "I understand, but if I don't save him, I'm afraid my conscience will be hurt." Ann, the old gentleman is a nice fellow, isn't he?"

"It's true to say so, but it's not the same reason."

Chen Jiangjiang shook her head, Nalan Rongxin carefully pulled out the other hand, and hugged her tightly: "It's okay, I will be very careful, if you don't tell me, no one will find him There are such small pinholes in the body."

When Chen Jiangjiang heard this, he was a little shaken, and Nalan Rongxin continued: "Jiang Jiang, don't worry, I am very sure. There are many people who have strokes in our place. I have dealt with several cases like this, and they all healed in the end.”

Having said this, Nalan Rongxin squatted down and got the needle.

Chen Jiangjiang wanted to stop her, but Nalan Rongxin's movements were much faster, besides, she had already started to give needles, if she tried to stop her at this time, it would cause even worse consequences.

She didn't dare to speak to Nalan Rongxin anymore, so she could only watch carefully from the side, for fear of any accident.

After finally waiting for Nalan Rongxin to stop, Chen Jiangjiang saw that the person lying on the ground hadn't changed much, so he hurriedly reminded Nalan Rongxin in a low voice: "Rong Xin, no matter what the end result of this old man is, you don't want to let him go!" Tell anyone, can you give him an injection? Even if he finally wakes up safe and sound, don’t tell anyone.”

Nalan Rongxin raised his eyes to meet the 1 seriousness in Chen Jiangjiang's eyes, and nodded quite seriously: "Don't worry, I won't say anything."

Chen Jiangjiang was extremely nervous, taking advantage of Nalan Rongxin's inattention, took the needle she used to prick the acupuncture point just now, and quietly threw it into the sewer pipe, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, no evidence of this crime could be found.

After thinking about it, Chen Jiangjiang was still not at ease, and planned to go back to the shop to find all the needle boxes, but unexpectedly, when he turned around, he ran into Qin Yue.

Qin Yue held a few needle boxes in the shop in her hand, and she was bumping into Chen Jiangjiang at the moment, she handed the needle boxes to Chen Jiangjiang with a trembling voice: "I took them all out, let's find a Throw it away in the remote trash can."

Chen Jiangjiang nodded in agreement, and the two of them sneaked into the corner of the street, opened the needle box and threw it away.

"Sister Jiang Jiang, don't worry, nothing will happen."

"I hope so."

Chen Jiangjiang still couldn't calm down, she was so nervous and frightened that her hands were shaking.

After walking two steps, Qin Yue asked curiously: "Sister Jiang Jiang, what did Master mean when he said that he was with them? Isn't Master a local?"

Chen Jiangjiang froze, trying to recall the conversation with Nalan Rongxin just now, and after confirming that she hadn't leaked anything, she responded, "No, your master is from a very remote mountain village. People do things in a traditional way, and almost everyone has the experience of studying medicine."

"Oh, Chinese medicine! That's amazing!"

Qin Yue said excitedly, Chen Jiangjiang glanced at her when she heard the words, and whispered: "Shhh, don't say anything, is that okay?"

"Sister Jiang Jiang, don't worry, my mouth is very strong, I will not talk nonsense, and the master did this to help others, not to harm others, I understand, you and the master are very Good people! I'll be on your side!"

Qin Yue made a promise, Chen Jiangjiang nodded and did not speak.

When the two of them returned to the door of the store, they found that the ambulance had arrived and was sending the old landlord to the car.

"Qin Yue, you are here to look after the store, and I will go to the hospital with your master."

After Chen Jiangjiang left these words, she ran over in a hurry, pulled Nalan Rongxin past her, and got into the ambulance together.

"Are you the family members of the patient?"

While the doctor was measuring blood pressure and heartbeat, he looked at Chen Jiangjiang. Only then did Chen Jiangjiang realize that he hadn't had time to notify Zhao Zijie.

"No, I just called his family, but the family didn't answer, so I'll call again."

Chen Jiangjiang responded casually, then took out his mobile phone and called Zhao Zijie.

"Why, you think it over, you want to come to me to apologize? But I don't have time to talk to you right now, young master. Call me at this time tomorrow."

Zhao Zijie's rumbling voice came from the other end of the phone without any surprise.

Chen Jiangjiang was a little speechless, resisting the scolding voice and said calmly: "Your dad suddenly suffered a stroke and is now in an ambulance."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then smiled and said, "Chen Jiangjiang, shut your stinking mouth, my dad is on the plane now, and the plane lands in Paris..."

"Fuck Paris, hurry to the First Hospital now!"

Chen Jiangjiang cursed angrily, and hung up the phone angrily.

Facing the gaze cast by the medical staff, Chen Jiangjiang nodded shyly, and asked nervously, "Is the patient alright?"

"It's not clear yet, but you don't have to worry too much, the situation seems to be quite clear."

Hearing the doctor's words, Chen Jiangjiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Nalan Rongxin tremblingly. Nalan Rongxin met her gaze, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover Chen Jiangjiang's.

Feeling the temperature transmitted from Nalan Rongxin's hand, Chen Jiangjiang also felt better.

After arriving at the hospital, Chen Jiangjiang and Nalan Rongxin followed closely, waiting worriedly outside the operating room.

The sound of huge footsteps came from the corner, Chen Jiangjiang looked up, and saw a familiar and embarrassed figure rushing out of the corner, his eyes could not help but tremble.

"Where's my dad?!"

Zhao Zijie rushed directly in front of Chen Jiangjiang, and grabbed her shoulders unceremoniously. Nalan Rongxin hurriedly reached out and grabbed Chen Jiangjiang behind him, met Zhao Zijie's red eyes and responded: "Your father is still in the operating room .”

Hearing this, Zhao Zijie looked towards the operating room, tightly/biting his lips/lips and did not speak.

"How did that happen?!"

Zhao Zijie turned around and slammed his palm on the cold wall. Chen Jiangjiang was so frightened that he moved his mouth/lips, trying to explain to him that strokes have nothing to do with them, so don't push everything away. to them.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him looked up with tears on his face. He squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, crying loudly: "How could it be like this, how could it be like this?"

"It's all my fault. I knew he was in poor health, so I should have taken care of him and stayed with him more. I should have stayed with him when I bought a plane ticket to Paris!"

Chen Jiangjiang and Nalan Rongxin exchanged glances, both of them were full of surprise and disbelief.

After all, Chen Jiangjiang couldn't hold back, and reached out and handed over a tissue: "The doctor said, the situation is quite clear, and there shouldn't be any major problems in the operation."

"There will be no major problems? That is, there are still minor problems in the operation, or major accidents, right?!"

Zhao Zijie raised his head suddenly, staring at Chen Jiangjiang with scarlet teary eyes. Although his eyes were very fierce, Chen Jiangjiang could still see the helplessness and self-blame in his eyes.

Chen Jiangjiang reached out his hand hesitantly, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't worry too much, the old man is so kind, there will be auspicious signs for auspicious people, and the operation will be completed very safely."

"Yeah, my dad is such a good person, but he raised a bad son like me. It's all because of the bad things I have done over the years, and all the retribution fell on him. You are the same Thinking about it, right!"

Zhao Zijie looked at Chen Jiangjiang again as he spoke, and Chen Jiangjiang shook his head: "No, I didn't think so."

"You must think so, you hate me so much, you wish I was the one lying in the operating room!"

Zhao Zijie's emotions suddenly rose, and he spoke in a random manner, but his mind seemed to want to find someone to vent all the bad emotions in his heart.

Nalan Rongxin took two steps towards them, pulled Chen Jiangjiang behind him, and looked at Zhao Zijie seriously: "Not everyone in this world is as bad as you. Never thought of that."

Her words made Zhao Zijie speechless.

At this moment, the door of the operating room suddenly opened, and all three of them looked up at the door of the operating room. When they saw the doctor coming out, they all walked towards the doctor.

"Doctor, how is my dad?!"