A week later, he was assigned to a sanatorium under the special office.
Zhou Hui took a sip of the soup and said, "You can't do this, it's all monosodium glutamate. It's too bad for you to treat the patient like this. Besides, the little beauty has an internal organ injury, and it's not that she gave birth to a baby and can't produce milk. You are making so many crucian carp. What's the big bone doing?"
"..." Yu Jingzhong humbly asked for advice: "I ordered it from the army hotel, so what do you think should be eaten?"
- Zhou Hui is a good teacher.
He is different from Chu He, who does everything for you but doesn't tell you everything: Chu He has no particular interest in anything, but Zhou Hui has a wide range of interests; as long as you ask the one he is interested in On the point, he doesn't mind sharing what he is most proud of.
"Conditioning patients, nourishing blood and qi is the most important thing. And the most important thing for soup is not to taste good, but to be nutritious. It is useless to add so much MSG seasoning. If you have money, just buy 500-year-old ginseng. Two, I know a few ginseng sellers in Changbai Mountain. The price is not real, but the goods must be real; if you don't have money, the silky chicken and black fish are slowly boiled at home on a small fire, until the flesh and bones are completely melted into the soup. Bamboo shoots and wolfberry are boiled until only a small bowl is left, and it is very nourishing to drink a bowl every day for patients.”
Zhou Hui lifted the heat preservation bucket on his handle and said, "Here, this is a silkie chicken stewed with wild ginseng for five hundred years. A small piece the size of a fingernail is enough. The most important thing for stewing soup is the heat, Don't use an induction cooker, a pressure cooker or something to recharge it, can the nutrients from heating for 20 minutes and simmering for two days on low heat compare?"
Yu Jingzhong nodded to be taught, and the two walked up the steps of the sanatorium together, walking through the crowded hall to the elevator.
Zhou Hui educated him again: "Don't look at this time-consuming work, in fact, it's not a problem at all, just pay attention to watching the fire. You think to yourself, what are the little beauties following you? You poor civil servant has money for others. Can you buy a house and a luxury car within the third ring road? Can you give people three times a year to travel and shop in Europe? Don’t look at me like this, you have been suspended from work to check, not only the money is not, but the future is almost over, if you don’t spend it again What do you do if you want to keep people? - And you better pray that the little beauty hasn't heard the golden rule of 'don't try to be nice to you', otherwise it's useless to give people 180 bowls of soup a day. I'll throw you a green hat in minutes."
"..." Yu Jingzhong said very aggrievedly: "I really don't have any thoughts about Yan Lanyu that I shouldn't have..."
"It's best if you can think of it this way," Zhou Hui patted his leg and said with great satisfaction and understanding: "—To be honest, as a brother, I should support you, but I really can't speak against my conscience. Do you miss you? What's the matter? I won't mention those poor deposit slips. I finally got a deputy and was suspended from work to check it. I don't mention my age. It's better to be older and it hurts people. To be honest, my energy is not as good as a young man It's hard to say how many times I can do it at night... Hey, I feel sorry for the little beauty. You said that even if he found our brother-in-law, although he is a little stupid, he is still a young, handsome and interesting. You are such a middle-aged uncle who has no money, no looks and no sex..."
"Zhou Hui!" Yu Jingzhong said angrily, "Yan Lanyu has nothing to do with me! Don't talk about others like that!"
The elevator door opened with a ding, and Zhou Hui forced Yu Jingzhong's neck to come out with a nasty grin on his face: "I understand, I understand, you two are nothing, really nothing. You are neither in front of someone's hospital bed. Smoking and wiping tears are a matter of life and death, and they didn’t cut their own hands alive to save you... It’s nothing, you two have a pure revolutionary friendship, I understand both brothers.”
Yu Jingzhong tried desperately to break free, but Zhou Hui held on to it. The two scuffled across the corridor, and doctors and nurses greeted them all the way. When the nurses saw Zhou Hui, shy blushes appeared on their faces.
Zhou Hui greeted the little beauties in a good mood, and asked Yu Jingzhong, "So you are really going to be slapped down?"
When he mentioned this, Yu Jingzhong wanted to touch a cigarette, but after seeing the four bright red characters on the corridor of the hospital, he reluctantly endured it and said, "I killed that old man in a moment of excitement, and the old man's faction will kill me. , the suspension of my post is also a way of protection."
"Then when will you be reinstated?"
"do not know."
Zhou Hui gave him a loving look: "How about it, why don't you come and do it with brother. Last time Han Bangzi sent someone to beg me to be a minister, and I will give you 800,000 yuan every month... or you will do it. , how about I still be a horse boy for you?"
Yu Jingzhong said depressedly, "I won't go."
"Oh, you," Zhou Hui said, "you don't know how to work around, and you don't know how to make money, so who would be your daughter-in-law? I originally wanted to sell half of your ginseng at a low price, so when will you be able to afford it! "
Yu Jingzhong turned over his trousers pocket without saying a word: "Where's ginseng? Bring it here!"
Zhou Hui clutched his trousers and yelled, "Fourth! Come out soon! - Deputy Yu wants to rape your man, come out and protect me!"
In the ward not far away, Chu He put down the book and stroked his forehead. He said in his heart that you will be raped by him. You two really match up.
Zhou Hui covered his crotch with one hand and the thermal insulation bucket with the other. He quickly lost his position. Yu Jingzhong took out half a small ginseng with bright white and translucent hands and feet from his trousers pocket, carefully put it into his arms, turned around and left. . Zhou Hui chased after two steps, Yu Jingzhong immediately ran to the intensive care ward, only to hear Zhou Hui still shouting behind him: "10,000 a year! - I'll give you a discount of 9,800 a year, and you will be charged 2 extra for swiping the card. A little fee!"
Yu Jingzhong staggered and ran away quickly.
"Poor civil servants can't find a daughter-in-law on a blind date." Zhou Hui shook his head very emotionally, carrying a thermal bucket into Chu He's ward, and said with air: "Dear, what are you doing?"
As soon as Chu He put away the book, Zhou Hui immediately rushed up and grabbed it regardless of resistance: "Hey hey hey—I knew you missed your husband while no one peeked at Xiao Huangshu? It’s much better if you don’t like it? Come and give me a comment and teach me—hey?” Zhou Hui flipped through the old and yellowed thread-bound book, and asked in doubt, “Holding a corpse? I’ve heard of the corpse. What's the point of holding a corpse?"
Chu He grabbed the book and put it in the drawer, and said calmly, "What did you sell to Yu Jingzhong?"
Chu He was wearing light pajamas, sitting in the armchair beside the bed, squinting slightly and staring at Zhou Hui. For the age of this person, his skin and figure are extremely well maintained, the lines from shoulders to back and waist are thin and straight, and a tight and thin arm is exposed under the sleeves; The calf is straight and long, and the training level of the runway model is nothing more than that.
"Oh, I gave him half a ginseng..." As soon as Zhou Hui's eyes fell on Chu He, his attention was immediately diverted. Almost spilled the soup.
"Dear," he said solemnly, "or you can just keep it like this for hundreds of years, I think it's pretty good."
Chu He raised his eyebrows subtly, without expressing his opinion, he took a sip of the soup.
"When your real body wasn't destroyed before, you were always on camera, and to be honest, it put a lot of pressure on me." Zhou Hui sat down on the hospital bed, his two sturdy long legs were separated from each other, but he He didn't care at all, and said: "Fan Luo's goods that stare at other people's wives and other sons all day will not be mentioned. Every time he goes out, others only pay attention to you and not me. In front of Lao Tzu, he dares to rush up to show his hospitality. Is the main room dead? And that King Ming of the Third World..."
"Cough, cough, cough!" Chu He choked on the soup and said, "Zhou Hui!"
"Oh—don't mention it now, you double-standard goods."
Chu He coughed again and again, stomped the bowl on the table, and asked curiously, "What does this taste like? What did you put in it?"
Zhou Hui used a mixture of teasing, teasing, and naked desire to strip off his ex-wife's clothes and raped her before saying slowly, "...The ginseng you planted."
Chu He's forehead jumped.
"Strictly speaking, it's not what you planted. After all, I've been watering it for so many years, ah- I originally wanted to keep the mortal fetus equivalent to Jingzhong's pen to prolong his life when the deadline came." Zhou Hui scratched his chin and said with emotion: "But after he killed the old man that day, I went down to look for him and saw him squatting beside the little beauty's hospital bed smoking a cigarette, and he said to me while puffing clouds: 'Zhou Hui, where are you? God, when I'm about to die, don't give me a life extension, just let me follow the cycle of life and death and go peacefully.' - You see, this is so hard to pretend, when I get home, I will pull out the ginseng and slice it and make soup."
Chu He euphemistically said, "I think this is the ginseng I planted."
Zhou Hui immediately retorted: "What you think is not necessarily the truth. For example, many years ago you thought that I was your gun friend. Do you still think so now?"
"..." Chu Hexin said that I don't think the time it takes for you to rise from a gun friend to a non-gun friend will be shorter than the time for my two ginseng to grow, but he was very wise not to say this, but rather obediently. :"All right."
Zhou Hui was immediately complacent.
The complacent Zhou Hui wanted to continue to express his high opinion on the friends of the gun, Yu Fu's deposit, and the ownership of ginseng, but at this time the door was carefully knocked twice, only to hear Zhang Shun's voice carefully asking: "... Brother? Are you inside?"
Zhou Hui's face darkened immediately.
Chu He motioned him to open the door, but Zhou Hui didn't move for a long time. It wasn't until Zhang Shun knocked a few more times and finally asked, "Are you also surnamed Zhou? Are you also inside?" He snorted angrily: "Yes! Why? The little tadpole is looking for your brother for milk. what?"
Zhang Shun said in a low voice, "Qing... Frogs are oviparous, not breastfeeding."
The corner of Chu He's mouth twitched suspiciously, and his face instantly returned to expressionless. Only then did Zhou Hui shake his head, walked to the door, tore off an ink talisman attached to the back of the door panel, and reached out to open the door.
Zhang Shun leaned in, looked at Zhou Hui first, and then glanced at Chu He with a guilty conscience: "...Brother, I'll see you."
Since the day of the turmoil, Zhou Hui looked at Zhang Shun and saw that his nose was not his nose, his eyes were not his eyes. Although Zhang Shun was a little aggrieved, he also knew that he was wrong. Every day he was a man with his tail between his tails. He would run to Yan Lanyu's ward next door when he had nothing to do, and he didn't come to visit Chu He very often.
In fact, Zhou Hui is the most despised by this cowardly appearance - like Fan Luo, he can shoot at the door with a real knife and a gun, and at most kill them and throw them out to feed the dogs. After reincarnation, they will be killed 18 times and dragged out. Feed the dog; but Zhang Shun begged his brother to be pitiful with such shy brows. It was clearly what he left from playing many years ago, but now he was picked up by this little brat who pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger and played it again. What do you think? How upset.
The displeased Boss Zhou was about to use his taunting skills when he heard Chu He's faint warning voice: "Zhou Hui."
"—Yo! That makes me feel bad? The little bunny had a great time playing the star-sucking Dafa that day, and I didn't see him feel bad for you..."
"Zhou Hui!" Chu He shouted.
Zhou Hui rolled his eyes, just as he was about to make two more cuts, he saw Zhang Shun stretch out his right hand.
- The palm with only the Buddha's seal was covered with bandages, and it was tightly wrapped, and no skin was exposed from the base of the fingers to the arm.
"..." Zhou Hui gave up after that, and snorted coldly, "Come in."
Zhang Shun bowed his head and shrugged his shoulders like a child who did something wrong. He sneaked into the ward in small steps, and put the fruit basket he bought temporarily on the bedside table. After thinking about it and feeling guilty, I went to the hospital's small supermarket to buy the most expensive fruit basket for emergency treatment, thinking that if I was embarrassed in the cold, I could use the skill of cutting apples to save the world.
"Let's talk first," Zhou Hui straightened up his sleeves, stared at Zhang Ershao condescendingly, and said in a slow, master-like manner, "Your brother is weak, don't disturb him for too long, you have a wink when it's time to go." As he said, he took the ink talisman and shook it in front of Chu He, "I'll stick this one outside the door, don't run around, don't think I forgot."
The door closed with a click, and Zhang Shun couldn't help but ask, "What is that?"
Chu He raised his chin.
Looking in the direction he indicated, Zhang Shun was horrified to find that there were more than a dozen of the same yellow paper and ink talismans on the surrounding walls. .
"The talisman is imprisoned," Chu He said, "to prevent me from running away when people are not paying attention. It has been there since I returned to Beijing from H City—don't move." He stopped Zhang Ershao, who got up in anger and wanted to tear the talisman, and said : "You can't interfere in the affairs between us, and the attack power of this talisman is extremely overbearing, you can't bear it."
"Then he can't imprison you either!" Zhang Shun said in disbelief.
"You can't interfere in our affairs."
His brother's face was very calm, without any emotion, as if he was stating a simple fact. In front of such an invincible attitude, Zhang Shun had no choice but to sit down and said sullenly, "I knew you wouldn't give me any explanation..."
Chu He slightly adjusted his sitting position in the armchair, crossed his slender and cold fingers, resting on his lap, and looked straight at Zhang Shun's right hand that was tangled up in bandages.
"How?" he asked.
At first glance, the bandage didn't look abnormal, but in the corners that were wrapped around in circles, a dim and old bloodstain was faintly revealed.
Zhou Hui didn't notice it just now, but in front of Chu He, it seemed that all parents would find out when their child was sick, and they couldn't hide anything. Zhang Shun remembered that his brother usually asked for anything and provided for him. He treated him with patience and meticulous care, and took care of him so much that he could not help but feel sore in his nose.
"I cut off the Buddha seal," he muttered in a nasal voice. "The skin on the palm was not torn clean, and I went to the emergency room for treatment two days ago."
At that moment, he thought that Chu He would flip the table, get angry, and even rush over to give him a slap in the face; however, his brother didn't do that. He maintained that attitude and looked at Zhang Shun, and asked, "Why?"
Zhang Shun took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently.
He stared at his hand motionless, as if he saw a flower suddenly blooming on the bandage; after a while, he swallowed and asked in a low voice, "…Brother, does this have something to do with me when Maha becomes like this? "