Ninety school bully's little sweet wife

"How are you?" Lin Zhiyun asked in Xiangcheng dialect.

"I'm fine." With a pale face, the injured young man stood up with the other hand, but soon fell down again, and Lin Yanwan caught him in time.

"Are you from Huaguo?" The other party spoke Huaguo dialect, so Lin Zhiyun also spoke in Huaguo dialect.

"Are you from our country?" Duan Yuehua said in surprise when she heard the other party speak Mandarin, but she still pushed her daughter aside and helped her up by herself.

"I'm from Huaguo." The young man was also very happy to see his hometown.

It's just that he's not in a good condition now, his shoulder hurts badly, if he didn't have some perseverance to bear it, he might be crying out in pain now.

"Do you know where there is a small clinic here? I'll take you there." Lin Zhiyun said decisively.

They are all from Hua Country, so Duan Yuehua didn't stop Lin Zhiyun from helping.

"Qianshuibu." The young man was sweating on his painful forehead, and the blood on his shoulders hadn't stopped, so the young man could only hold it tightly with his hands.

Duan Yuehua was a little hesitant, this place is a slum, Xu Wei said that this place is very messy, so it is best not to go to those places.

"Let's go!" Lin Zhiyun looked at this young man, he didn't look like a rich man, just now she heard this man's stomach growling.

My daughter has decided, Duan Yuehua will go together after all, they are both from Hua Country, so help out if you can!
In case something happens, the cutie is so powerful, she should be able to protect them!

Dilapidated tenement buildings and subdivided houses can be seen everywhere in Qianshuibu. The buildings are very dense, and the inside is even denser than the outside.

Xiangcheng is worthy of the name, every inch of land is expensive, not an exaggeration at all.

After Duan Yuehua came, she found that no matter how poor it was, it was better than she had imagined.

The business here runs from the street to the end of the street, there are many shops and people come and go, and it doesn't look like a slum at all.

"If we want to talk about the characteristics of Xiangcheng, we still have to look at it from the slums." Lin Zhiyun said with emotion.

More than ten years later, most of this place has been demolished, and only a little place has become an ancient cultural address and a holy place for literary youth.

"It's here!" Lin Zhiyun and Duan Yuehua sent people upstairs to a noodle shop, because this small clinic was upstairs.

The building is too dark, the walls are dark, and there is a damp and musty smell, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

And as soon as I went upstairs, the corridor was full of people, sitting on the benches, young and old.

Lin Zhiyun guessed that they were all here to see a doctor, "He was injured by a knife, can he join the team?"

Lin Zhiyun spoke in Xiangcheng's language.

"You let him come in first!"

The curtain at the door of the clinic was lifted, and a ten-year-old boy poked his head out and said.

"Thank you!" Lin Zhiyun and Duan Yuehua hurriedly helped him in. At this time, the young man's face was already pale and his complexion was not good.

Lin Zhiyun felt a little regretful, she should have sent him to the hospital just now, maybe a little faster.

It was the Royal Hospital that Lin Zhiyun took her mother to. An ordinary hospital would be fine for a young man's injury. It should be more convenient to send her to the emergency room than to come here.

At that time, she was worried that the young people would not have enough money, so she asked about the location of the clinic.

Unexpectedly, in this poor-looking small clinic, the doctor stopped the bleeding with a few needles, and quickly sterilized and bandaged, the action was fast and neat, and it took only 3 minutes before and after!
Lin Zhiyun looked at the other party, her eyes were amazingly bright!
"It's nothing serious. You can't touch the water for at least seven days, and you can't do heavy work." The old man in a white old shirt said with a cold expression on his face.

Lin Zhiyun took Fang Zi and asked in Xiangcheng dialect: "Are there any taboos on food?"

"Onions, cattle and sheep cannot eat." The doctor said coldly.

This doctor's attitude is a bit indifferent, but he is indeed capable, Lin Zhiyun thought to himself.

"Come here to pay." The little boy at the side said that they were already optimistic.

Seeing that Duan Yuehua was the oldest, he thought she should pay, so he told Duan Yuehua.

Duan Yuehua couldn't understand Xiangcheng dialect, so she looked at Lin Zhiyun, "What did he say?"

"Pay." Lin Zhiyun explained.

Duan Yuehua froze for a moment, glanced at the young man's face full of cold sweat and pain, gritted his teeth, and decided to advance the money first.

This place is so dilapidated and small, so it shouldn't cost much, right?
"Are you from Hua Country?" The little boy's face changed, and his tone became fierce.

"Didn't you see that it is written on the door of the clinic that people from the Hua Kingdom are not treated?" the little boy asked with a bad attitude.

What the little boy said was Hua Guo's words, although his articulation was a little unclear, but Duan Yuehua understood.

"Why don't you treat people in our country?" Duan Yuehua asked angrily.

In Duan Yuehua's eyes, not to see a doctor for Huaguo people is to look down on Huaguo people!

"We didn't steal or rob, so why don't you see a doctor for us! He! He was injured just now to help you Xiangcheng people get back your purse! He is a good man! Why can't you see a doctor for him?" Duan Yuehua said angrily.

"My master said that if you don't treat Huaguo people, you don't treat Huaguo people! Big liar! Get out!" The little boy shouted violently.

"Who is your master! Let him come out and explain clearly, why don't you see a doctor in Huaguo? Did Huaguo people kill his parents? You are so prejudiced against Huaguo people!" Duan Yuehua's face turned red with anger, and her words were hard to hear.

This crappy clinic is not aimed at her, who is from Hua Country, it is aimed at all Hua Country people!
"I am his master, and I set the rules." The doctor looked at them with disgust. If the little boy was using words to drive them away, then the doctor was telling them with every hair on his body, get out!
The doctor spoke the standard Hua country dialect, which made Lin Zhiyun suspect that this person himself was from Hua country.

When Lin Zhiyun came in, because she was supporting someone and because the angle was wrong, she didn't see the things posted outside the clinic.

Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel, Lin Zhiyun said, "Can you give me a reason? Why are you prejudiced against Huaguo people?"

"Because my parents, my sons and daughters all died at the hands of you Huaguo people." The doctor said coldly.

"..." Duan Yuehua, who still wanted to quarrel, was speechless. I dare to feel that the parents and children of this person really died at the hands of the people of Huaguo.

"That has nothing to do with other Hua Country people, you can't veto all Hua Country people just because of a few Hua Country people!
Most of us in Hua Country are very friendly..." Duan Yuehua said.

"May I ask if your surname is Fang?" Lin Zhiyun asked tentatively.

"My master's surname is Fang! Don't change your name when you sit down!" The little boy said loudly.

"Are you Mr. Fang Sizhong?" Lin Zhiyun asked again.

Fang Sizhong frowned, "Who are you? Where did you hear my name?"

After Fang Sizhong opened a clinic here, others only knew his surname Fang, but not his name.

If she was a patient he had seen before, she clearly didn't know him just now.

"I heard it from others. After all, I don't treat Huaguo people. I only heard about you." Lin Zhiyun's expression was a little subtle. When she went to the hospital to inquire, she heard that Fang Sizhong was no longer in the Royal Hospital. Anxious about where to find someone.

Unexpectedly, she saw someone like this, much faster than making an appointment at the hospital.