Siheyuan: a hundred-year-old Chinese medicine doctor, Jiehu Qinhuairu

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"You keep yelling and yelling, yes, it's unrefined."

Yan Bugui was scolded like a dog, even if he pointed his nose and scolded his mother.

Yan Bugui didn't dare to scold back.

One is that he is afraid of being slapped in the face, and the other is that Yan Bugui has always boasted that he is the most knowledgeable person in the courtyard.

If you scold someone today.

He is still a person who can be regarded as his elder, if he scolds him back today.

The identity of a scholar who has painstakingly managed his life.

But it no longer exists.

Yan Bugui cherishes the only feather on his body very much.

"Old man, calm down, what they said is wrong, Xu Damao is not a thing, he must be punished severely."

Liu Haizhong originally wanted to follow along.

Although he and Xu Damao had an unpleasant quarrel at noon, if there is a crime of hooliganism in the backyard he manages.

That's a big impact.

If it gets to the factory, the leaders will definitely think that they have no management ability when they hear about it.

The matter of being an official can be ruined.

But seeing Yan Bugui being scolded, Liu Haizhong immediately became discouraged.

Change your tone immediately.

"Master Song, is this yours?"

Zhang Guodong observed the scene and did not find any traces of fighting.

But a pool of blood on the ground.

It also shows that the criminal was indeed seriously injured.

"It's a country girl that the old man kindly took in, it doesn't matter."

Song Qing hasn't answered yet.

Liu Haizhong spoke first again.

"Grandpa Song is a doctor. He not only hangs the pot to help the world, but also has such kindness. It's really rare."

Zhang Guodong didn't think much about this explanation.

Although it is said that the style of men and women is very strict now, but an old man who is over a hundred years old lives with a young country girl.

If you suspect that something is wrong between them.

I don't believe anyone I tell.

"Team Zhang, there are signs of impact damage on this wall, and there is blood on it."

"It should be left by the criminal."

The young police officer looked around the room and found traces on the wall next to the cloth curtain at the door of the side room.

Report quickly.

"Well, this coincides with what the informant said. The criminal ran into a wall in a panic and was injured by accident."

Zhang Guodong walked over and saw traces on the wall.

Nodding silently.

on the other side.

When Qin Huairu heard this, he looked at his calm old man with admiration.

Simply amazing B.

66 Discipline and discipline your great-granddaughter! ! (Seek full order)

Just now.

Before the people in the courtyard entered the house.

Song Qingshan took the small bench in the room and slammed it against the wall.

Qin Huairu was making the bed at that time.

Shocked.

She thought it was her old man who was angry, so she didn't dare to ask more.

This came to my mind.

It turned out that the old man of his family had planned the matter first and thought carefully, which was paving the way for the next rhetoric.

Just this state of mind.

There is no one in the courtyard that can compare.

Qin Huairu looked at Song Qingshan obsessively, his beautiful eyes were full of little stars.

The old man's performance became more sober.

That means that we are still far from being old and foolish.

in fact.

The reason why Song Qingshan made such an unnecessary move.

Really helpless.

He is a young man now, so Xu Damao will play hooligans tonight.

Then Song Qingshan beat him half to death.

The people in the courtyard would clap their hands and applaud, and even feel terrified. They would not dare to provoke Song Qingshan in the future.

Even if the police come.

It will also be regarded as a legitimate defense, and there will not be too much trouble.

but.

Song Qingshan is a hundred-year-old man.

Slap people in the face a few times.

Shame Liu Guangyuan in a place where no one is around, others can accept these.

I can only sigh that I am old and strong.

But if a young guy in his early 20s was beaten until his nose was broken, he was seriously injured and fainted.

"Three three three" is too shocking.

Not only would no one applaud, but they would definitely regard Song Qingshan as an old monster, an old lunatic.

At that time, let alone be respected by the people in the courtyard.

I am afraid I will be crowded out everywhere.

Hide away like a plague god, if Song Qingshan lives alone.

I don't care about these either.

But he wants to get married and have children, which is for future children.

My father is a hundred-year-old man.

It is inevitable that people will look at him with strange eyes, if he is an old monster again, an old lunatic.

The child will never be able to hold his head up.

I have low self-esteem since childhood.

This was not the result Song Qingshan wanted to see.

So just be careful everywhere.

Using a hundred-year-old age to deal with the beasts on the bright side, and using unrivaled force to deal with the dark tricks of the beasts.

This is the surefire way.

"Mr. Song, in the area under my jurisdiction, it is my responsibility that such a big case happened on your old man."

"But don't worry, I will investigate this matter to the bottom, and I will never let the perpetrators go easily."

Zhang Guodong looked at Song Qingshan and said seriously.

He felt a little guilty.

The old leader fought on the front line, but his savior was wronged one after another.

It's because I didn't take good care of myself.

"The world is unpredictable, just do your job well." Song Qingshan waved his hand.

"The old man is right."

"Xiao Lin, help Mr. Song to deal with the blood on the ground, so as not to leave a bloody smell."

Zhang Guodong gave an order.

"Yes, Team Zhang."

The young police officer responded immediately and immediately started to deal with it, taking out some gauze from the box he carried with him.

There are also several bottles of special potions.

These are the tools normally used in homicide cases.

Qin Huairu brought another bucket of water.

The pool of blood on the ground was quickly cleaned up.

At last.

The young policeman sprinkled another half bottle of alcohol.

Get rid of bloody smell.

"Old man, let's not delay your rest. Let's go to the hospital first to see if the criminal is awake."

"When the time comes, if we need to make a record, or ask you and me to testify, we will come to the door again."

Actually such a big case.

If it were someone else, they would have already been taken to the police station for a record.

But Zhang Guodong thought that the other party was a centenarian.

It's an open side.

After being transferred to the police station for so many years, it was the first time for him to go through such a back door.

"Handle the case impartially. I'll go to the police station tomorrow morning. I can't break the rules just because I'm a centenarian."

Song Qingshan said slowly.

"The old man understands righteousness."

Zhang Guodong praised him, and then he didn't stay any longer, leading the young policeman and Yi Zhonghai to the hospital.

"You two grandsons are still not leaving, do you want to stay and warm my old man's feet?"

After the three of Zhang Guodong left.

Among the bangs, Yan Bugui was still standing there in a daze, looking sleepy.

"Pfft-"

These words made Qin Huairu laugh amusedly.