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Pour a pot of boiling water down, and the tip of the best hair will be fragrant.

Gao Xucheng took the tea bowl and turned it around, propped his chin to look outside, the rain outside the window was about to stop, and the light on the plaque of the teahouse was reflected on the not-so-clean glass door of the Mala Xiangguo across the road.

False and real, it can only be barely seen that it is the opposite of "half a day's leisure."

Gao Xucheng had the teapot in one hand and the teacup in the other, and drank a pot of Maojianer as if to quench his thirst.When he opened his mouth again, there was a bit of a beating taste, "Du, I think your teahouse is yellow."

Li Du nestled on the sofa by the window, flipping through the book in his hand, and didn't lift his head when he heard this.

"Well, I want a few more tea-drinking brothers like you, don't wait until tomorrow, my teahouse has to be closed today."

Gao Xucheng heard the disgust in Li Du's words and didn't take it to heart, "That's not the case, tea and tea are also water."

After speaking, he was very careless and directly mixed some water, shook the cup and drank it.

Li Du didn't bother to care about him, Gao Xucheng would be surprised if he knew tea.

Li Du was still reading there, while Gao Xucheng sucked in a cup of hot water, his eyes shifted from the kid in crotch pants downstairs who stepped on the puddle with a plaid umbrella to Li Du's thin chin.

Unique.

Gao Xucheng, who didn't have much knowledge in his mind, suddenly thought of this word, probably because of the grinding rain outside. For the first time, he felt that he was a bit literary. Of course, the level was definitely not as good as Li Du.

Li Du graduated from a top domestic university with a master's degree, gave up the opportunity of a direct Ph.D., and ran to the oldest block in Yunzhou, Chunfeng Road, to open a teahouse. This teahouse has been open for more than half a year, and it has become famous in the entire Yunzhou City.

Gao Xucheng always said that he was "chrysalis snoring—cocooned (picked up)", because the location of this teahouse is not good, it is located in the old city, crowded with a bunch of bungalows, it is a bit abrupt, like the "stand out from the crowd" "The "crane".

As the owner of "Crane", Li Du's daily hobby is reading and drinking tea.

It sounds like an elegant character with a lot of feelings, but he is actually a gangster.If you are unhappy, you will swear, and your mouth will be hurt.

"Why, I have flowers on my face?"

Gao Xucheng was immersed in a rare artistic fugue, and let this mouth hurt back to reality.

The street lights outside began to flicker after being drenched in the rain, and then completely turned off after two clicks. Li Du tilted his head and glanced, put away the book and started shouting at people, "Are you still going?"

Gao Xucheng watched as the umbrellas outside closed one after another, guessing that the rain had stopped.Having had enough tea and enough poverty, I happily went home for dinner.

Li Du rinsed the purple clay pot he just used, turned off the light and went home.

He lives in the bungalow at the back, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk from the teahouse to his home.

There were few street lights in the old street, and some of them went out due to disrepair, which was a bit scary. Li Du raised his hands and rubbed his arms, turned on the flashlight and walked home quickly.

The bungalow does not block the moonlight, but it just rained today, let alone the moonlight, there are not even stars, and the road is pitch black.I don't know who the wolfdogs in the yard heard the movement and barked together.

There are only two hutongs where he lives, but now only his yard is inhabited by people. The next door has been unoccupied for a long time, and it has not been sold for more than half a year. However, several waves of people have come to look at the house recently. sold out.

"Someone still buys this broken house." Li Du muttered, quickly took out the key to open the door, entered the yard and touched the light cord to pull it away, and his heartbeat slowed down.

At nine o'clock at night, the first consultation room of the Ninth Hospital of the People's Liberation Army in Yunzhou City was brightly lit.

"It's recovered pretty well." The doctor forced himself to pass the freshly released film to Jiang Yuzhou.

"Old Jiang, I'll just say it's okay." Zhou Ping picked up the film and flipped through it back and forth, happier than Jiang Yuzhou himself. Jiang Yuzhou's hand was the heart disease of the whole team.

The two of them just arrived in Yunzhou today, and they came to the hospital after putting their luggage in the hotel, and heard the best news in months.

"It's not good yet." The doctor stretched out his hand to push the glasses, and poured cold water on the side without haste.

Jiang Yuzhou didn't listen to him, and after the doctor said he was recovering well, he sent a text message to his superiors and applied for rejoining the team in the same way.

There was no suspense to send the word "rejection".

Jiang Yuzhou was upset, and he couldn't let out the fire. Let him switch from actual combat to the later stage, and he couldn't stay anymore. The brothers in the team were all desperate, but he brought Zhou Ping here to retire.

"How long will it take?" Jiang Yuzhou reached out and took the film and shook it. He actually couldn't understand it, but he felt that the hand was his own, and he needed an exact time.

"After the nerve rupture and anastomosis, it takes at least half a year to recover." The doctor's eyes swept Jiang Yuzhou's troubled face, but he didn't say too much.

Nerve damage may or may not heal.As a doctor, although you have to explain the worst situation clearly, you still have to leave something for the patient.

He paused and continued, "There is uncertainty in the growth of nerves, and if they don't connect like bones, they will grow together again. Your situation is considered good."

When Zhou Ping saw Jiang Yuzhou's dead face again, his heart began to tremble.

The task they received at the beginning of the year was to take out a nest of terrorists. The opposite party had rich experience in crime, and it took them more than half a year to find out the other party.

The leader, code-named Viper, did not miss any of the lethal weapons and drugs. This was a life-and-death situation in which to win by chance, but something went wrong.

The hostages were taken on the opposite side, and Jiang Yuzhou came forward to negotiate as the captain. The terrorists did not have human thinking, so the result can be imagined.

The fruit knife passed through the palm and hurt the nerves of the hand.

Jiang Yuzhou was slightly injured and could not get off the line of fire. He carried forward the spirit of death that I am fine and I can do it. I missed the best period of treatment, although even if someone treated him on the spot, there is a high probability of leaving sequelae.

The poisonous snake ran away, and Jiang Yu's boat hand was also crippled.

However, this person's personal heroism was rampant, and he kept insisting. He was severely criticized by his superiors, and he was sent to Yunzhou City, which was far away from the mission center, and Zhou Ping was sent to watch him.

The two walked to the hotel after they came out of the hospital. It had just rained, and some places on the road had accumulated water. Jiang Yuzhou stepped on it as if he couldn't see it, his jaw was tense.

Zhou Ping coughed lightly beside him, "Lao Jiang, the higher ups are also for your own good."

Jiang Yuzhou's feet kept moving, and he stepped on a puddle. There was no one on the street at this point, and Zhou Ping heard this movement like a thunderbolt.

"It's too late today, I'll take you to see the house tomorrow," Zhou Ping said bravely, "Although it's a bit broken, the environment is not bad, it's quite suitable..."

Zhou Ping bit the tip of his tongue, and replaced the word "pension" with "retirement". At first, he wanted to say something nice for the house, but seeing Jiang Yuzhou's sinking face, he didn't dare Open your mouth.

He wailed in his heart, woohoo, the organization trusted him too much.