Figure skating went to the Republic of China to write novels

Since coming to this era, Zhang Sushang has seen many strong people, such as Wu Chaoren who rubs everything with his hands, Jiang Jinghu, the heir of traditional Chinese medicine, Dongfang Su, a farm genius, not to mention Nijinsky, who has long been famous and will be famous for generations. up.

But he never expected that a skating federation official with only two sides would be so strong.

After using physical methods to make the gangster who attacked him faint, Jiang Jinghu stepped forward to straighten his bones, muttering: "It won't get better in three or four months."

Zhang Sushang held his arms and took a breath.

Mr. Yevje is terrifying!

Maxim helped Yefujie to dust him off: "Yevjie was my former comrade-in-arms, he was the political commissar, and he used to like to lead the charge the most."

Mr. Yevje waved: "It's all in the past, and I'm old too."

Everyone instantly paid respect to Mr. Yevje. Although this man is fat, his combat effectiveness has been tested on the battlefield. The Russian political commissar has always taken the lead in the charge, and the loss rate is astonishing. Those who can survive are very human.

Nijinski shivered and moved away from Zhang Sushang, hugging the cat in his arms and panting, Wu Yeming helped him without a trace, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Nijinsky was still wobbling, but his expression became clearer: "He is my friend."

Zhang Sushang's arm was still bleeding, and everyone quickly sent him back, disinfected him with alcohol, sprinkled medicine powder, and bandaged him. The benefits of Jiang Jinghu's follow-up were reflected at this moment, Zhang Sushang's wound was cured in the shortest time Got the best deal.

It was a little painful when the wound was stitched up, Zhang Sushang grinned: "Can't you give me anesthesia?"

Jiang Jinghu: "There is no need for anesthesia for this small hole, just bear with it."

Zhang Sushang was not uneasy because of the cut on his body. The tetanus vaccine would not come out until 47, 20 years later, if he accidentally got tetanus, he would have to go directly to heaven.

Fortunately, Mr. Yevjie soon brought them good news.

The gangster who stabbed Zhang Sushang was a drunkard, reeked of alcohol, and had excellent habits of soaking clothes, pants, and himself in wine.

It is said that he took the money from the short Asian man, ran over and robbed the tallest and most handsome Asian male coming out of XX Street, and then climbed out of a wine barrel.

Zhang Sushang was very happy, that's great, he still has hope to live to 90 years old.

But at night, he still had a fever, and Jiang Jinghu was the first to notice something was wrong.

Zhang Sushang closed his eyes, lying on the bed, breathing heavily, the breath he exhaled was hot, he couldn't scream, and he was in a coma, everyone had to send him to the hospital urgently, although the medical skills of these years The role it can play is limited, and whatever happens, it can be dealt with quickly.

The only good thing is that Zhang Sushang did not have the typical symptoms of tetanus such as clenching his teeth, but his inability to deal with inflammation still made them very anxious.

Maxim has experienced the battlefield. He knows the horror of inflammation. At this time, he can only see if Zhang Sushang can survive by himself. He intends to persuade others to go back and rest. He will guard here and face those young people. I was a little speechless when I saw people's eyes.

Uncle has a simple set of values. Since he can't leave here with peace of mind, and if he can't guarantee sleep even if he leaves, he has no right to persuade others.

Anfisa and Gila were the youngest, and the two little girls were anxious. Anfisa whispered, "The coach is lying here, who will take us to the game tomorrow?" Athletes who are not accompanied by the coach always look lonely.

At this moment, Nijinsky said: "If he doesn't wake up tomorrow, I will sit with you."

Everyone looked at him in astonishment when they heard the words. In their minds, if someone stood up to comfort everyone at this time, that person should not be Nijinsky. He himself often asked Qiuka to comfort his emotions.

But Nijinsky felt that he could give everyone a little help. His ups and downs in the first half of his life may have brought him several years of mental illness, but it also gave him some life experience.

He said: "Jinghu will stay with Qiuka. You have to go back to rest and ensure the state of the game. This is related to your quota for international competitions. Otherwise, when it comes to the Olympics, Qiuka will have to go to the competition by himself. Maxi Mom, let's take them back."

Dongfang Su also said quickly: "Superman, you go back too, you are going to compete in the speed skating competition, I will stay and watch Qiupu with Jinghu."

Wu Yeming just agreed, and heard Nijinsky say: "There is a place to send a telegram on the way back. I will send a telegram to Alexei."

He was startled, and subconsciously looked at Nijinsky's side face, and found that his expression hadn't changed from usual, and among all the people, only he, Jiang Jinghu, and Maxim felt something was wrong.

Wait, Jinghu?

Wu Yeming quickly glanced at Jiang Jinghu, the eyes of the two met subtly, and they quickly understood something.

He left with the crowd in silence. Maxim walked beside him and said in a low voice, "I am a materialist, and Qiuka is our mutual friend."

This uncle doesn't even believe in the Judaism passed down in his family, let alone the Orthodox Church.

After Nijinsky left, Dongfang asked Jiang Jinghu: "Who is Alexei?"

Jiang Jinghu looked at Zhang Sushang and sighed: "Just like me, Superman, and Pace, they are all Qiupu's family."

Zhang Sushang and his family have long since severed ties. The few of them have studied together in Russia for the past few years, supported each other, and joined the party in the same batch. Naturally, they are family members.

Zhang Sushang was in a daze for an unknown amount of time. He felt that he had had many dreams. He dreamed that he was led by his father on the ice for the first time when he was a child, and that the pet dog Baomi who took him to and from school when he was a child. At the end of the dream was a There are several shelves full of books in the cold and cold study room. There is a rocking chair by the window sill, and an old man is sitting on it. He is carefully cleaning a plastic-enclosed photo with his head down.

That was his first figure skating teacher, the neighbor's Grandpa Lu, who had passed away several years before Zhang Sushang crossed over.

Grandpa Lu lived to be more than 100 years old before leaving, but in Zhang Sushang's memory, he always seemed very lonely. His wife gradually became demented after the age of 90, and died a few years later after being disabled. Come to see him, but the elderly in their 70s need to take care of themselves.

Because the grandma of the Lu family died of a brain disease, Zhang Sushang vowed to become a doctor specializing in brain in the future.

He subconsciously walked over, poked his head around to look at the photos, the old man pushed him impatiently: "What are you doing here, go back!"

Zhang Sushang saw the photo of the Lu family's grandma when she was young, and his nose was sore: "Grandpa, I, I miss you, and I still miss my father and the others."

Only then did Grandpa Lu look at him, and his old and warm hand touched the corner of his eyes: "Why are you crying, you will go back."

At this moment, someone whispered in his ear.

"Choka, Choka."

The voice was very familiar. Zhang Sushang opened his eyes with difficulty, feeling as if his throat had been scorched by fire. The first touch of color that caught his eyes came from Alexei's golden hair.

His voice was hoarse: "Liao Sha?"

Alexei heaved a sigh of relief, turned on the kettle, helped him to drink a couple of sips, and there was warm sugar water in it.

"You fainted all day and missed the short program."

Zhang Sushang wanted to ask about their results, Alexei immediately said: "Misha is first, Lucas is second, Lucas made a mistake in the 3T jump, Misha didn't, Nastya was first, Anfei Sa is second, Gila chased the ranking to sixth in the short program, and Vaslev sat on the coaching bench with them for you."

Vaslev is Nijinsky's name, and Vaschka is the nickname of this name. Alexei and Nijinsky's intimacy value is not that high, so they can only be called by first name.

Zhang Sushang breathed out: "Why are you here?"

Alexei tucked in the quilt for him: "I came by train, and your friend sent me a telegram."

After a while, Mr. Yevjie came to see him. It is said that he had a comrade-in-arms who worked in the police station. He was accompanied by a young man in plain clothes. He told Zhang Sushang about the investigation progress of the case.

The person who gave the gangster money has not yet been found, because the gangster is a drunkard, and the information he gave was inaccurate.

Then Yefujie asked Zhang Sushang: "The person who hurt you wants to reach a settlement with you, because he doesn't want to go to jail."

Zhang Sushang clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, and then replied firmly, "I don't want to."

Mr. Yefujie understood it. Some people may wonder why Zhang Sushang did not let that person go after he recited Amitabha Buddha? "Naturally, it is because Zhang Sushang has an upright heart like Namo Gatling Bodhisattva. It is kind to normal people to receive re-education for people like drunkards.

The news of the hooligans is not as worrying as Zhang Sushang's arm injury.

High fever due to wound inflammation is not a big problem in modern times. Just take some anti-inflammatory drugs and sleep wrapped in a quilt. If it doesn’t work, you can hang water.

But now...well, inflammation is a scary thing.

In fact, Zhang Sushang's fever has subsided, but he still said to Alexei: "Liao Sha, when I leave, I will leave my house to you, leave the money to Jinghu and they will share it equally, and donate my own body to the hospital." As a general teacher, if you get married again in the future, as long as you don't go to the dissection room and tell me, I don't care."

Alexei gently touched his forehead: "Don't talk stupidly, the doctors all praise you for your good physique, and you can be discharged from the hospital after lying down for a few days."

Zhang Sushang: "What if?"

Alexei sighed: "Don't mention such bad words. My mother said before that the more you worry about something bad happening, the more likely it will happen. Come on, take the medicine."

Jiang Jinghu had a patient who was cured of infertility by him and worked as the head nurse in this hospital. Thanks to this lady, Zhang Sushang lived in a single ward, and the hospital also lent their kitchen so that Jiang Jinghu could stay here Decoction and cooking, while Alexei took care of him closely in the ward.

Herbal medicine is provided by Dongfang Su.

As a result of his friends and lovers being too capable, Zhang Sushang lived comfortably in the hospital. The cute little nurse saw that he was in good spirits, and even brought the book "The Female Pilot" to ask him to sign it.

Zhang Sushang's physique is indeed good. As a result of insisting on exercising and eating healthy after time travelling, he survived the inflammation with his physique without any sequelae.

If I had to say that there was something bad about this hospitalization, it would probably be that... his book had opened up.

When Zhang Sushang came to his senses, the incident of his being attacked and injured had already become an uproar, even domestic newspapers knew about it.

"Internationally Renowned Writer Zhang Sushang Was Seriously Injured in Moscow Attack" appeared in domestic newspapers as quickly as possible.

Insider: Serious, serious injury?