Siheyuan: I can change size at will

Yi Zhonghai's affairs immediately became a topic of conversation among everyone after dinner.

With Cao Zhengshuang's instigation, the entire steel mill knew about it the next day.

In the third workshop, several fitters gathered together to talk about Yi Zhonghai.

"I thought Master Yi was a decent guy before, but I didn't expect him to be so extravagant?"

"Haha, at this age, you still want to have fun. Now you've ended up in the hospital."

"I heard it was pierced with a needle."

Hiss!

The gay men all felt the same and felt that this was no longer ordinary pain.

"Master Cao, were you the first one to discover it?"

Someone asked Cao Zhengshuang.

Cao Zhengshuang nodded and said, "If it weren't for my help, there's no way he would have been sent to the hospital in time."

"Master Cao is so kind. Master Yi is lucky to have a neighbor like you, otherwise the treatment would be delayed."

Yi Zhonghai's illness is neither serious nor minor.

After the doctor's anti-inflammatory treatment and two bottles of intravenous drip, he was able to go back to rest and slowly take medication for the treatment.

But Yi Zhonghai refused to leave, mainly because the matter was too embarrassing and he was too ashamed to face the residents of the courtyard house.

Unfortunately, if you need to stay in the hospital for a long time, hospitalization fees are inevitable.

The steel mill hasn't paid his wages yet, and his family's savings have been stolen. Now he can't stay in the hospital even if he wants to.

At noon, Yang Weimin actually came to the hospital to see him, which made Yi Zhonghai very moved.

"Technician Yang, you are still the most friendly!"

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai really felt that the entire courtyard, including the entire steel mill.

The most trustworthy person now is Yang Weimin.

"Master Yi, when will you recover?"

"I can go back to work tomorrow. My injury wasn't serious to begin with. It's all my wife's fault for forgetting the sewing needle on the bed..."

Yi Zhonghai gave a reasonable explanation for the reason why he was hospitalized.

"By the way, Technician Yang, have you made any progress in finding someone to teach Cao Zhengshuang a lesson? I saw him yesterday and he seemed fine."

Speaking of this, Yang Weimin looked worried.

"Master Yi, I have found the people. They promised to trouble Cao Zhengshuang yesterday, but there has been no news of the two since then."

Yang Weimin didn't know that the two men had been sent to the police station.

He just thought that these two people might be scammers who took his money but did not do any work.

"Are they scammers?" Yi Zhonghai also guessed this possibility.

"It's possible!"

Yi Zhonghai sighed and said, "It seems we have to find another way. Asking others for help is unreliable."

"That's all we can do. Let's think about it."

Yi Zhonghai was discharged from the hospital in the afternoon. As soon as he returned to the courtyard, he hid in his house and did not come out, for fear of meeting anyone.

But Jia Zhang still discovered that Yi Zhonghai had returned.

She said viciously: "Does Old Yi think that he can be alright just by coming back quietly?

Today I will stab you hard too."

Jia Zhang took out the rag doll behind the portrait of Old Jia and began to frantically poke Yi Zhonghai in various places with a sewing needle.

She took care of the head, body, back, and other parts.

After giving Yi Zhonghai a hundred injections, Jia Zhang finally stopped.

"Haha, I wonder if you, Yi Zhonghai, can get up tomorrow."

After get off work, Cao Zhengshuang returned to the courtyard. As usual, he first turned into a small bird and flew to Jia Zhang's house to take a look.

He discovered that the rag doll behind Lao Jia's portrait had a needle stuck in its head, and he planned to arrange it for Yi Zhonghai tonight.

I was afraid that Yi Zhonghai hadn't come back, but I didn't expect that he had already hidden in the house.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Cao Zhengshuang turned into a small creature and flew to Yi Zhonghai's house.

Yi Zhonghai and Auntie were sleeping peacefully at this time and did not study together tonight.

Cao Zhengshuang took out sewing needles from the system space. In an instant, a bunch of sewing needles floated in the air driven by telekinesis.

"Before there was Xiao Li's Flying Dagger, now there is Xiao Cao's Flying Needle!"

"Go ahead, my flying needle."

In an instant, the sewing needles flew towards Yi Zhonghai and pierced into his scalp densely.

"Ah! Ah!"

Yi Zhonghai rolled over in his dream and woke up the middle-aged lady who was sleeping next to him.

"Boss, ah! Hedgehog!"

The old lady opened her eyes and found that Yi Zhonghai's head was full of shiny sewing needles.

The white needles were half hidden and half visible in the hair, and it was scary to see them late at night.

“It hurts…it hurts so much!”

"What's going on here?"

"Boss, your head... your head is full of needles!"

"Ah! My head is full of needles?"

Yi Zhonghai was completely broken.

I got a small head piercing last night and a big head piercing tonight.

This? What happened?

This is too evil!

"Go, go to the hospital, go to the hospital quickly.

Remember, go out first and see if Cao Zhengshuang is outside.

This guy is so elusive, who knows if he will be waiting for me outside at this time."

Last night, Yi Zhonghai was frightened by the enthusiasm of Cao Zhengshuang. No matter what, he would not allow Cao Zhengshuang, such a big mouth, to do publicity tonight.

"Tsk, I'll let you go tonight, but you won't be able to sleep well every night from now on."

Cao Zhengshuang also gave up the chance encounter with Yi Zhonghai tonight. If he could meet Yi Zhonghai at the gate of the courtyard late at night every night, even a fool would sense that something was wrong.

Take Yi Zhonghai for example. He is now suspicious and was pricked with needles for two consecutive nights, but he never doubted Cao Zhengshuang.

The main thing is that if this was done by a human, when he was stabbed, he would definitely see who stabbed him.

Now that he couldn’t see anyone, Yi Zhonghai remembered the incident of the teacup flying in the air before.

He could no longer explain this obviously supernatural phenomenon, and could only hope that it was a coincidence and temporary.

Yi Zhonghai went to the hospital overnight to treat the injury on his head. When he came back, his hair was shaved off and his head was wrapped in gauze.

"Old Yi, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Bugui saw Yi Zhonghai like this early in the morning and asked curiously.

"Uh, nothing much, my scalp is a little inflamed, so I bandaged it up."

"Really? You've been having a lot of bad luck lately."

Yi Zhonghai knew it without him saying anything.

When Jia Zhang saw Yi Zhonghai's look, she felt even more proud.

It seems that the stab she stabbed Yi Zhonghai in the head with yesterday had worked.

For two consecutive nights, Lao Jia didn't come to see him. It seems that what the smart master said before was right.

In the following week, Jia Zhang would make a rag doll representing Yi Zhonghai every day, focusing on a different part of the doll each day.

Under Cao Zhengshuang's operation, Yi Zhonghai suffered the most.

"Oh, my waist hurts. Why did I get a needle in my waist?"

"Hurry, go to the hospital..."

"Ouch, my thigh hurts so much, why are there so many needles?"

"Hospital, I want to go to the hospital...

"Oh, I..."

Because he went to the hospital so often, several people on tricycles would wait for Yi Zhonghai at the gate of the courtyard every night.

After all, he went to the hospital every night and was well-known among the drivers.