Applaud for Happiness

Chapter 35: Four rounds of applause for the young marshal

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Shen Qi felt that his understanding of Zhao Huaiyu was still a bit poor, at least he didn't find out how he learned this kung fu.

Sure enough, without modern technology, it is still a bit difficult to find out everything about a person.

Zhao Huaiyu didn't seem to expect that he would take it out and grab it. He was stunned and did not respond.

Shen Qi squinted and looked at him carefully in the dim light for a moment, then quickly stretched out his other hand and grabbed Zhao Huaiyu's neck. , to be precise, at a loss.

Certainly not fully awake!

Shen Qi put away the gun, handed over the weapon in his hand by the way, picked it up and saw that it was actually a pair of scissors, when he got close, he suddenly smelled a rust smell.

He frowned.

He was not injured, Zhao Huaiyu was about to burn into a confused state, and was in a state of self-prevention. The action just now was already his limit, and it did not cause him any harm at all.

So this bloodstain...

Shen Qi's eyes fell back to Zhao Huaiyu, but he saw his eyes opened and closed repeatedly. After a few times, he finally couldn't hold it anymore and closed his eyes completely.

The hand he was holding on to his neck turned into support.

The temperature of the palm of his hand was astonishingly hot, Shen Qi retracted his hand, and Zhao Huaiyu collapsed on top of him.

"Seven masters."

Suddenly the lights came on, and Shen An walked in with Dr. Wen. Seeing the situation on the bed, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly came forward: "Is the seventh master okay?"

Shen Qi stopped him from pushing Zhao Huaiyu's hand away, and instead of pushing Zhao Huaiyu away, he let him lie on his body and waved to Dr. Wen: "Look at what's going on?"

Dr. Wen didn't take it at all, and came over with a medicine box.

"Look here first." Shen Qi's other hand was always on Zhao Huaiyu's thigh, the tentacles were wet, and the smell of rust on the scissors came from here.

Dr. Wen took out scissors and cut open Zhao Huaiyu's pants: "Small wound, not serious."

Then Shen Qi pulled away carefully, helped Zhao Huaiyu to lie down, and leaned over to take a look. It was not serious. The wolf cub was probably afraid that he would burn out and stabbed his thigh with scissors to stay awake. He guessed that it was probably because of Xiaojia. , Xiaojia sneaked in to find out, and he noticed it. He probably thought that someone was trying to harm him, so he poked himself with scissors.

Shen Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and it was a little uncomfortable.

Dr. Wen moved quickly and helped him apply medicine and bandages. With President Hua's intervention, the development of western medicine in China was even more advanced than that in foreign countries. Before he started taking medicine, he took out a thermometer to measure his temperature, but Shen Qi blocked his hand. , took it over by himself, untied Zhao Huaiyu's clothes and helped him clip it to his armpit. The wolf cub has really practiced martial arts, and his figure is comparable to that of Xiaojia.

Dr. Wen put on a stethoscope and probed Zhao Huaiyu, touched his forehead, and said, "I have a fever, but this child is in good shape and has not caused any lesions. He took an injection and took some medicine, and then covered the quilt to cover his birth. Sweat will be fine."

"Well." Shen Qi helped Zhao Huaiyu get dressed.

While waiting for the thermometer, Dr. Wen opened the medicine box to dispense medicine, prepared the needle, and when he was ready, he reached out and asked Shen Qi for a thermometer: "Well, it's thirty-nine degrees and forty degrees. The kids are doing well."

He picked up the needle and pushed it, signaling to Shen Qi.

Shen Qi stretched out his hand and took the wolf cub into his arms, let him turn sideways, put his hand on his trousers waist, suddenly paused, and looked up at Shen An: "Turn over."

Shen An was stunned for a moment, then turned around, and I was swept away by a row in my heart.

I'm going, Seventh Master is coming! !

Shen Qi didn't care what he was thinking at all. He glanced at Dr. Wen, who shrugged: "I want to close my eyes, but do you think I can close my eyes and get an injection?"

Shen Qi glanced at him coldly and took off the wolf cub's pants.

Dr. Wen rolled his eyes and quickly put the needle in: "I have a wife and children, so I'm not interested in men!"

Shen Qi was too lazy to pay attention to him. After the injection was over, he asked Shen An to pour water over, took the pill and stuffed it into the wolf cub's mouth. He took a large mouthful of water, pinched his chin and poured it into him mouth to mouth, the tip of his tongue sticking out. He took the pills and told him to swallow them together with water.

Shen An was stunned, Dr. Wen took care of packing the medicine box, as if he didn't see anything.

The five pills were fed to Zhao Huaiyu one by one by Shen Qi in this way. His mouth was filled with a bitter taste. He hooked at Shen An, and Shen An immediately took out a box of candy from his pocket. Shen Qi squeezed it. One piece was stuffed into the mouth, and the bitter taste was instantly suppressed by the sweetness.

"Let's go."

He got off the bed, helped Zhao Huaiyu cover the quilt, smashed the candy with two clicks, and said vaguely, "Tell Xiaojia to stay and watch, and let me know if there is anything."

"Yes." Shen An replied.

Shen Qi straightened his sleeves, wiped off the blood on his hands, and left just like when he came, as if nothing had happened, and no one even knew that he had entered Zhao Huaiyu's room that night.

When Zhao Huaiyu woke up, it was already dawn, he sat up suddenly, still holding the blood-stained scissors in his hand, his eyes were alert, but the room was empty and no one was there.

He breathed a sigh of relief and let out a low laugh, it was weird and ferocious, and the sky kept him alive, so he survived!

He was stunned, remembering in a daze that he seemed to have had a dream last night.

In the dream, he caught a person, who pointed a gun at him, but didn't kill him, there were footsteps one after another, someone helped him see a doctor, gave him an injection, and… gave him medicine.

Sure enough, it was a dream, and there was a ho-ho sneer in his throat, it was a dream, not a dream, who would care about his life or death.

He licked his dry lips, lifted the quilt to get up, suddenly stopped, and his pupils shrank.

No, not a dream!

The bitter taste of pills in his mouth, the wound on his leg being bandaged, and the slight tingling on his hip reminded him—

Not a dream!

He narrowed his eyes slowly.

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After the election, it was not only the eldest lady's young ladies who were busy, but the men of the Shen family were even busier, with various banquets and entertainment.

In contrast, Shen Qi, who hasn't officially done errands, seems to be more leisurely, but all the young masters in the capital have sent invitations. Today, this one invites him to dinner, tomorrow's one invites him to a play, and the daring young lady, send me a message. I posted to invite him to a movie.

Shen Qi responded to a few acquaintances, went to the racetrack for a walk, played golf again, and played guns again, so he wanted to socialize.

The major warlords came to Beijing, not only for the election, but also brought their children, for the future and for marriage.

These young marshals and young masters have the first three young masters in the Shen family to take care of them, and the young ladies have three young grandmothers and niece Shen Peixuan to deal with them.

Shen Qi was the first to disagree: "A Xuan is only fifteen, what's the hurry!"

Shen Peixuan almost grew up watching her. Because of her experience of raising a baby in the last world, he treated her more or less as a daughter and granddaughter. How could she want her to get married so early, at least not until she was eighteen years old.

Although the eldest grandma has learned new concepts along the way, the old-fashioned education she has received since she was a child is deeply ingrained. She herself is a relative to Shen Dashao at the age of 15. She kept her daughter until the age of 15 to start seeing each other, which is already considered love to her. female.

She smiled softly, but her eyes were firm: "Fifteen is not too young, and it is not for her to get married immediately, but to see each other first, and to set up early can also cultivate feelings early, put people under your nose, even if you hide it. No matter how deep it is, he will not be able to pretend for five years. As Xuan is my daughter, I naturally have to make plans for her in advance, so that she can live a happy life in the future." She paused and said softly, "At least better than me. Have a great time."

Shen Qi thought of the women his elder brother raised outside, and his heart was a little empty. The elder sister-in-law has always been good to him, but he helped the elder brother to hide it. He was really sorry for her, but he felt that the elder sister also knew in her heart, but this era is like this, old-fashioned and new. In the collision, some people choose to cut it off completely, and some people choose to be false and conceited. Compared with those high-profile talents who are divorced and reconciled in the newspaper, Shen Dashao is actually not bad. At least he did not bring a woman home, no matter what the outside world is There is only one eldest grandmother in the family, and there is no illegitimate child.

With a guilty conscience, he had no choice but to agree to this matter and help him look at it. As for whether he could look down on it at that time, he would not be able to control it. He did not believe that these young masters were all innocent.

The next day, Shen Qi made a post in his own name and asked everyone to go to his private garden to appreciate plums.

President Shen was born into a wealthy businessman's family, and is known as the richest man locally. He and President Hua were classmates, and later became brothers of the opposite sex. President Hua revolted. The initial funds were all provided by the Shen family. President Hua came from later generations. The idea of making money came easily, and the Shen family followed suit. Almost every business of President Hua has shares in the Shen family.

A garden is nothing to Shen Qi at all.

The garden belonged to a prince from the previous dynasty. That prince is still alive. For the sake of the family's livelihood, the garden was listed for sale. Shen Qi saw it and sent someone to buy it.

The garden is on the outskirts, leaning against the mountains, and the scenery is very good. The prince liked plums, so he planted a large number of plum blossoms around the lake.

All the people who received the post came, even the sons of several warlords who voted against in the election saw Shen Qi with a smile on their faces, as if there was no such thing at all.

Shen Qi was noncommittal. He sat at the top of the pavilion, his attitude was lazy and casual, but he exuded a compelling aura, which made these young masters sit upright and did not dare to play casually.

When he saw the three sons of Commander Zhao's family come in, he suddenly smiled and his expression became gentle: "Zhao San, come here."

Everyone was surprised. Although they had heard about what happened in the hotel on the afternoon of the last day of the election, they did not expect that Seventh Young Master would value Zhao Sanhui so much. Compared with his attitude towards them, it was simply heaven and earth. , and also disdain.

Zhao Huaichao's heart was mixed with joy, complacence, anxiety, etc. He calmed down and walked to Shen Qi.

"Sit." Shen Qi seemed very happy to see him, lightly tapped his chin and let him sit beside him, then turned his head and glanced at the remaining two young masters of the Zhao family, "You can do whatever you want."

The jealousy in Zhao Huaisen's heart was about to rush out, and the joy of receiving the invitation was gone. He could not wait to give Zhao Huaichao a knife. His father had always favored him, and now he has the support of the Seventh Young Master.

Zhao Huaiyu gave Shen Qi a fixed look, and found a place to sit behind Zhao Huaisen.

The author has something to say: Shen Qi: The show has just begun.

Well, it's midnight again.