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An Qi was awakened by the sound of the voice, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that it was already broad daylight. Nurse Liu, who hadn't changed her overalls yet, brought breakfast, and said morning when she saw An Qi woke up.

"Morning, sister Liu, where's Dr. Huo?"

"How did you know to find Dr. Huo when you opened your eyes? Dr. Huo is washing his face in the bathroom."

Anqi let out an "oh", and his stomach growled when he smelled the aroma of breakfast.Nurse Liu said, "Eat it while it's hot. Dr. Huo specifically asked me to buy more."

"Thank you," An Qi saw that Dr. Huo hadn't come back, so he quickly acted preemptively and picked out the meaty ones first. In the end, there was a pile full of morning, two cups of millet porridge, a large bag of dry cakes, all kinds of cakes, hair Noodle cakes, gluten cakes, egg cakes, but no pies, and a box of cold potato shreds.

An Qi wailed suddenly: "Sister Liu, you are too bland."

Nurse Liu waved her hand: "I bought everything according to the doctor's orders."

Huo Jingze came back with a face full of water, and said as soon as he entered the door, "I just guarded against you."

An Qi let out a sigh, and Huo Jing chose to throw him two things that looked like suckable jelly, "Mouthwash, otherwise don't talk to me today."

An Qi followed Dr. Huo after breakfast, rinsed his mouth, washed his face, and was dragged by Nurse Liu to tie the bottle.

Today there were only two bottles of water, and it was finished in less than an hour. It should have been slower, but Anqi secretly adjusted the speed governor himself.

It was Huo Jing who pulled out the needle for him, and An Qi asked him curiously, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Huo Jingze waved to him: "I brought you and you didn't leave? How can I leave? Come and change your medicine."

An Qi obediently followed.

After changing the medicine, the two drove home together. An Qi took the initiative to drive the car.

Huo Jingze half-closed his eyes and said, "It's nice to have someone next to the night shift, welcome to come often."

An Qi couldn't help muttering: "Whoever has nothing to do always goes to the hospital."

Huo Jingze laughed and said, "It's okay to give me a hand. My assistant has just been transferred, and I haven't found anyone yet."

"I don't know anything about medicine. I can only hold iron pliers and a wrench. Do you dare to ask me to be your assistant?"

"A long injury can make you a good doctor, take your time." Huo Jingze reached out and turned on the stereo in the car, turned the volume down very low, and played soothing piano music.

An Qi felt a little helpless, and said, "I'm not always hurt."

"Well," Huo Jingze nodded, "When I treated your wounds, I saw three wounds on my back alone. One was a heavy bruise, and the other two had already left scars, which looked irregular. A blunt weapon strikes."

"I was not careful..." An Qi bowed his head, slandering in his heart, you can see that anything hurts.

"Skateboarding?"

An Qi nodded immediately.

Huo Jingze said: "I played it when I was in school, and I stayed in the club for a year, but I stopped playing after graduation."

"Can you play with me when you are free?"

Huo Jingze smiled as if sighing, and moved his fingers along with the music on his knees: "I don't have the energy to play with your things now."

"What about us?" An Qi clicked his tongue and said, "I saw a 60-something old man playing last time! How old are you?"

"The old man has a spirit of dragon and horse. How old are you?"

"According to the date of birth on the ID card, it is 20."

Huo Jingze sighed and said, "It's kind of scary, I'm actually 15 years older than you."

An Qi was surprised: "You are already 36!"

Huo Jingze tutted, "Will it count! You let me use my age in your own user account? What are you showing off?"

"No..." Anqi grabbed the steering wheel, paused and said, "I mean you don't look like 36 or 35 either."

Huo Jingze asked him with interest: "Are you old or young?"

An Qi thought for a while and said: "You look young, but your tone of voice looks old. Sometimes, especially when you are training me, you talk like my dad. My dad is already 50."

"It's too old to talk to you, I don't need to say it."

So An Qi sighed silently.

Huo Jing chose to glance at him, "You little brat still smokes?"

An Qi was even more aggrieved, and said, "I didn't smoke in front of you either."

"You smoke in front of me, and I'll smoke you." Huo Jingze laughed to himself after finishing speaking. He straightened his back and said, "Smoking in my house is a taboo. Anyone who goes home has to stop smoking a day in advance, otherwise I will Grandpa smelled the smoke and poured tea in a large enamel jar, regardless of winter and summer, regardless of hot or cold water."

An Qi stared and said, "Your grandpa is really amazing." Huo Jing is already 35, so his grandpa must be 90 or [-] years old?

When the car turned into the parking lot, An Qi asked him, "Do I still need to hang water?"

"No need," Huo Jingze rubbed his forehead, "Go change your medicine tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Yours should be almost healed, but it ended up tearing apart a little. Fortunately, it's nothing serious."

The two got out of the car, Huo Jing chose to walk back with his coat, An Qi asked next to him, "Can I change it myself, I see you only change the gauze every time, I can change this myself."

Huo Jing chose to look at him, and said, "Changing the dressing is just a way of saying, the purpose is to observe the recovery of your wound, and disinfect it by the way, if you want to change it yourself, you can change it yourself."

An Qi nodded, and decided to quickly buy a medicine box and change the medicine himself.The eighteenth floor arrived, and when he walked out, he saw that Huo Jingze hadn't come out, so he asked strangely, "Why don't you come down."

Huo Jingze pointed to it and said, "I live upstairs from your house."

It was only then that An Qi remembered that he always felt that Huo Jingze lived next door to him.

An Qi went to the club to report early on Sunday morning, mainly because it was not interesting for him to stay at home.So he came to repair his own racing car, and by the way, learned from other professional car beauticians and experienced car repairers.

There used to be a master surnamed Yang in the car repair department. He is over 70 years old this year, and his body is still very strong. He walks vigorously and vigorously. He has not been here for a long time. Queen's car repair master.

On Sunday afternoon, for the first time, the old man came to the club for a tour. Anqi had his own studio and was not with the ordinary car repairers, so he didn't know when old man Yang came.When he found out, he heard that Mr. Yang had already fired up and left.

After careful questioning, An Qi found out what was going on, and couldn't help but be a little bit dumbfounded.

Mr. Yang's car repair skills and understanding of cars can be said to be ancestral. His older generation was the most famous car repair business in the early days of the local area. He came back from studying abroad and specialized in advanced car repair and manufacturing abroad. In principle, it has made a lot of contributions to the development of the motherland's automobile manufacturing industry.Although Mr. Yang is not the legitimate heir of the family, he has obtained a lot of family heirlooms. He had been dedicating his youth and passion to the state-owned enterprises, but somehow he was recruited by Jin Jingnian. Mr. Yang was established by watching playfive. He is a veteran.

The reason why the old man got angry was because of the problem of concept. When people get old, they tend to be stubborn and conservative. The more stubborn they are, the less they can listen to other people’s advice. They always think that they are right and others are wrong. The more they accept cultures from different sources, the more The foundation will be corroded, and if you don't respect the tradition and remake it, you are even more wrong.

The old man walked around the maintenance department and the beauty department. After inspecting the work, he scolded the young people nowadays for not respecting cars. You have to piece together a good car and make a facelift for him. Can he do it with a heart like a cow? He!

You just painted the shiny black car in various colors, like a rooster with a big flower tail, you young people are so aesthetic now!

A group of young people were scolded by the old man so that their noses are not their noses, their eyes are not their eyes. The key point is that they are really wronged. This is called car modification and car beauty!How many years has your old man been out of the mountains, can you still understand modern dialect!

Besides, what we modified is a racing car!Who is free to drive this car on the street and wait to be punished!

An Qi smiled brightly while holding his iron pliers, and said to Liang Xinhui: "Look at it, even if the old man knows what a modified car is, he will never admit that he is behind."

Liang Xinhui also clapped his hands in disbelief and said, "I'm just wondering, this car modification was proposed in the 90s of the last century. How can he not know that he is a car repairer? He still works for President Jin."

"Isn't the old man angry?" An Qi squatted down and twisted the parts.

"What's wrong with him!" Liang Xinhui patted the car under his hands, and suddenly said: "Hey, I really remembered when you said that. It is said that Mr. Yang didn't get married until he was in his 40s, and he didn't get married until he was 50." Children, and three consecutive children are daughters, do you think this old man is not going well because no one will inherit his mantle."

An Qi chuckled: "Forget it, it's been more than 20 years since you got angry?"

"That's right," Liang Xinhui snorted and brushed his hair, "Then why is he losing his temper here?"

"Ask him."

Naturally, Liang Xinhui didn't dare to ask, he just chatted with An Qi and said that the hot kang at home was waiting for him to eat, so he left.

An Qi had a random bite in the cafeteria of the club at night, and then went back to repair the car. This car was a broken car he specially transferred from other places. Anyway, he had nothing to do, so he had the right to play to pass the time.

Later, I don’t know what time it was, but when it was pitch black and no human voice could be heard, An Qi squatted under the car, blindly touching the bottom of the car with his ungloved left hand, his specialized The work pants I wore when I was repairing the car were covered with black oil stains, as if they had been worn for many years.

An Qi's movements were very awkward, if it wasn't for the injury on his back, he would have just lay down on the ground.

It's been almost a week, and now his back hurts badly when he exerts his right hand or moves a little more.

"Is that how you fix cars?"

An Qi turned his head suddenly, and saw an old man in a dark blue Chinese tunic suit with wrinkled face, bald and shiny forehead standing at the garage door with his hands behind his back, stretching his neck and looking at him along the lifted hood of the car.

An Qi stood up and called out, "Old Yang."

Old man Yang nodded and walked over, glanced at the car that An Qi was repairing, he went up and patted it, a layer of dust rose up with a bang, he said: "This car is quite old."

"I think the parts are still usable, so I'm fine." He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It's almost nine o'clock, and the old man is still here?

"You spray paint too?"

As soon as An Qi thought about it, he knew that the old man's anger hadn't passed in the afternoon, and he should still be looking for faults and dragging the thread. No wonder this person left so early today.So he said, "I just fix the car, regardless of the paint."

The old man hummed and said: "The car is still good as it is. It was finalized when it left the factory. No matter how you change it later, it will not be as good as the original."

An Qi quickly said yes.

"What's right! It's good for the car to remain intact, but its performance is finalized. Why do we repair the car? Isn't it for the better performance of the car? If we don't change it, how can we develop it for the better?"

An Qi was dumbfounded by the old man's words. The old man understands this well, and he is not the old stubborn in the legend.

The old man snorted and said: "Repairing and changing cars, what we do is to make our country's automobile industry a higher level, not to play any new tricks, faster and better performance of the car should be representative of the automobile industry. The overall strength is not for risking your life!"

As soon as the old man uttered the last two desperate words, An Qi immediately understood why the old man was so angry. It was the same as the car race he was forced to participate in abroad.He doesn't care, but the old man's ideological and moral sentiments are so high, the old man who is dedicated to the country must not accept it.

In order to appease the old man, An Qi hurriedly said: "Mr. Yang, you just came. I don't understand something. I haven't figured it out after thinking about it for several days. The engine is almost scrapped by me. You want Or help me take a look?"

"Hey, let me see."

An Qi hurriedly handed over the pair of white thread gloves that he had been too lazy to use to the old man, and the old man took it and put on the reading glasses that he had tied around his neck with a rope before putting on the gloves.

"This is it," An Qi pointed to the old man, and the two began to study the engine lying on the front of the car.

Old man Yang is professional in auto repair, An Qi is pure wild way, he learned it by himself while dismantling cars and repairing cars. Don't dare to ask if you don't understand, just write it down silently, afraid of interrupting the old man's thoughts if you ask, the old man will jump again.

The two of them were studying in full swing, when a bass voice suddenly sounded. "Is anyone there? Uncle Yang, why are you here! I've been looking for you for a long time!"

An Qi turned his head and saw that it was their Boss Jin, so it turned out that he had also come.

Old man Yang was lying on the front of the car, Jin Jingnian didn't touch his ass.

An Qi called out "Boss Jin".

Jin Jingnian didn't even look at him, ignored him at all, stepped forward and said to old man Yang in a low voice: "Uncle Yang, don't stay here so late, I will take you home when I leave."

"get out."

Anqi scratched his nose with his fingers and moved away a little.

Jin Jingnian persuaded in a low voice: "Uncle Yang, I really didn't deliberately hide it from you. Isn't this a special situation! Do you think we can talk again when we go back?"

"You, the president of Jinda, have so much to do every day, how can you have time to talk to me, a little old man."

Jin Jingnian clicked his tongue: "Look at what you said!" He turned his head to look at An Qi, and asked, "What time is it, why don't you leave?"

An Qi was taken aback and said, "Well, I'll leave right away."

Jin Jingnian turned his head and said to old man Yang: "You see, he is about to leave, and the door will be closed soon, let's go too."

Mr. Yang straightened up, glanced at Jin Jingnian on the reading glasses, and took off his gloves.

The old man put the gloves on the iron shelf aside, turned his head and took a closer look at An Qi, and said, "I just came over from that place called a museum and saw your photo on it. You also race cars?"

Anzi nodded.

"What rank?"

An Qi glanced at Jin Jingnian subconsciously, and said, "I'm just playing casually, I can't be called a rank."

Hearing this, Mr. Yang snorted again: "You young people now know how to play, and any serious thing becomes a joke when you talk about it!"

An Qi pursed his lips.

After Jin Jingnian took old man Yang away, An Qi couldn't continue with the repair, so he washed his hands in the basin by the wall, changed his work clothes, closed the garage and left.

When An Qi went to pick up the car, he happened to see Han Lu. When Han Lu saw him, he suddenly laughed, then quickly stopped the smile, gave him another look and left.

An Qi glanced at the rearview mirror in the car, and there was a black streak hanging on his nose.

When he came home, he suddenly remembered that he should change the dressing and gauze today. He decided to change it by himself, so he looked for a pharmacy along the way, but after driving for a long time, he didn't see any pharmacy, but passed by the clinic instead.

An Qi hesitated for a moment and drove directly. Today or tomorrow is fine, let's come back tomorrow. Dr. Huo doesn't seem to be here today.

Maybe it's because he slept too much these days, An Qi got up very early in the morning, so he went out very early.He put on his shoes, picked up his schoolbag and opened the door, and there were two people kissing at the opposite door.

An Qi came back abruptly and closed the door.

He leaned against the door, his heart was pounding, he clutched his chest, wondering if he was frightened?No, if you want to be afraid, they are also afraid. What am I afraid of?

So An Qi took a few deep breaths, opened the door a crack, and the opposite door was already closed, he was relieved, after going out, he didn't even dare to wait for the elevator, and ran down the stairs directly.

He thought it was just a scene that he bumped into by accident this morning, but that scene always played out in his mind all morning. At that time, Huo Jingze had his back turned to him, dressed neatly, as if he hadn't entered the door yet, or was about to come out .He didn't see the expressions of Huo Jingze or Jin Yanhuai.

In real life, he hadn't seen two men... so what.So for a while, I felt that my thoughts and concepts were a little bit impacted.

After class in the afternoon, An Qi was the last one to walk out of the classroom. Unexpectedly, Bai Yunqi was leaning against the door, waiting for someone. He subconsciously glanced behind him. He was the last person to come out. Of course Bai Yunqi was waiting for him.

He glanced at Bai Yunqi, and walked away, and the other party followed.Bai Yunqi's tone was not very good, and she said, "My mother said that she would have dinner with you on Wednesday night."

"I'm busy."

"You're not free?" Bai Yunqi frowned and stared at him: "You know how to skateboard all day without doing anything or studying, so why don't you have time!"

An Qi laughed and said, "That's right, I don't have time for skateboarding."

"You!" Bai Yunqi frowned: "Anyway, my mother finally has time. She said she hasn't seen you for a long time and wants to see you."

"Why should I see her? I don't think about your mother."

"Anqi! I came here specially to find you, and you have this attitude!"

An Qi rubbed his palms indifferently: "You can send me a message, it's not that I can't see it, who told you to come here."

"I brought it on myself, okay? Are you going or not?" Bai Yunqi saw that An Qi was walking non-stop and was not serious in speaking, so she got angry and grabbed An Qi's coat hat from behind. Qi was only wearing this one piece of clothing. When she pulled it, the zipper was torn open, revealing a large piece of plaster inside, and Bai Yunqi's hand immediately let go.

An Qi put on her clothes and zipped her up, and took a look at her to leave. Bai Yunqi followed her and asked, "Are you injured? How did you get hurt? Did you fall from a skateboard?"

"It's none of your business."

Bai Yunqi followed without giving up, with sincere concern on her face, the childhood sweethearts of the two were not just talking, how did they go through the year without feelings. "Anqi, what's the matter with you? The big gauze must not be a small wound. How did you get hurt, okay?"

Seeing that everyone around them was looking at them, An Qi suddenly became angry: "Are you fucking annoying!"

Bai Yunqi was stunned for a second. An Qi had a bad temper. She had been raped not once or twice. She knew that she should not touch him again at this time, but she couldn't help it. I couldn't resist contacting her.

"An Qi, if you hide from me again, I'll tell your mother!"

An Qi had walked quite a distance, but when she heard this, she came back again. Bai Yunqi didn't react, she was dragged by An Qi and pushed down the stairs outside the teaching building, and her back hit the wall heavily.

"Did I tell you not to mention my mom in front of me? Huh?"

Bai Yunqi's voice trembled a little. An Qi glared at her at close range, with bloodshot eyes, and deliberately lowered his voice, with a threatening aftertaste, "But you were hurt."

"Don't say I'm hurt, even if I die outside, it has nothing to do with my mother, do you understand?"

Bai Yunqi bit her lip and nodded for a while.

An Qi came out and walked away with a gloomy face.

It was sunny in the morning but it was gloomy in the afternoon. I don't know if it will rain. It was dark before six o'clock. An Qi drove to the club and made an appointment with Mr. Shao today car, but I don't know when the surnamed Shao will come.

The road from the urban area to the club is a bit narrow. Anqi was also in a bad mood today. The car was driving very fast and almost hit someone when he was turning. He braked urgently, but the person in front still fell down.