"Brother Hai, can I be discharged from the hospital?" Agui asked excitedly after seeing Lu Hai.

After hearing this, Liu Yingchun was actually relieved. In fact, according to the patient's condition, he could apply for discharge. As long as he was discharged, it would be a relief for him.

But neither of them got what they wanted. Lu Hai said: "The doctor said that it will take about 10 days to stay. I have applied for you and paid the money."

"Brother Hai, I'm really fine." Agui had a bitter face, then excitedly wanted to stand up and continue playing with his one-legged jumping.

Seeing this, the caregiver Liu Yingchun's face turned dark and immediately went over to support her. The bad luck was that this time, he might have been too fierce, and his center suddenly shifted, and he leaned towards her.

Liu Yingchun sighed. This kind of thing is quite common, but she didn't care much. She straightened him out in just a few strokes. As long as she didn't fall, it would be the best.

But Agui's face was super red, and he looked very embarrassed. He apologized to Liu Yingchun and said, "I didn't do it on purpose."

After saying that, he seemed a little incoherent and didn't know how to organize the language. He said to Lu Hai: "Brother Hai... I really didn't mean it... I don't have any ideas about her... I just accidentally encountered it."

"..." Lu Hai was stunned, not knowing what to answer, what was this guy explaining to him.

It would be fine if he didn't say it, but after he finished speaking, Liu Yingchun became embarrassed. It was the first time he encountered such a speechless patient.

He felt relieved when he saw Agui so lively. Depending on the situation, the injuries in other parts of his body had almost healed, and now he was short of this foot.

Lu Hai handed the fruit to Liu Yingchun and asked her to help wash it. He sat beside the bed and said to him: "Anyway, you have paid all the money. You have lived for ten days and you have a salary card."

"I haven't been to work for a few days." Agui frowned.

"What are you doing when you say so much nonsense? If you ask me to give it, there are five insurances and one fund, and the company will pay it for you. If you have time, replace rural medical insurance with urban medical insurance, the reimbursement ratio will be higher." Lu Hai said.

Agui suddenly fell silent. From childhood to adulthood, no one else was as good as his sister. When relatives at home saw their brother and sister, they were worried that they would borrow money when they saw the plague god.

There was actually a bastard relative who wanted to introduce Chunchun who was still studying to a nouveau riche, saying that after marrying, the family situation would be different immediately. He also said that as long as he had money, he could marry a wife.

Agui refused on the spot, and gritted his teeth and returned all the money he borrowed from this relative, and broke off contact with such relatives.

Agui hates the kind of keeping his mouth shut. He does this for your family's good. Only by doing this can your parents have money to see a doctor and you can marry a wife...

Although Agui is stupid, he still knows very well in his heart what is really sacrificing a pure future for his family's happiness for his family, which will only make this already unfortunate family even more unfortunate.

From the time he entered society to the present, Agui understood one thing: not everyone who cares about you must be good people. Some people will really persecute you under the banner of caring about you.

Until today, Agui met someone who really cared about him, someone who did not ask for anything in return, thought about him everywhere, and even his family also cared about him.

Agui's eyes were a little red. Even when life was at its worst, he had never seen red. Today, Brother Hai said a few simple words.

Agui felt an uncontrollable emotion that kept surging upwards, causing his whole body to tremble... as if the dam was about to burst in the next second.

However, he didn't want to embarrass Brother Hai, so he turned his head and pretended to blow his nose. After blowing for more than two minutes, he suppressed his emotions and turned around and said, "I'll send you the account later."

Lu Hai smiled: "That's right."

At this time, Liu Yingchun came out after washing the fruit and placed the fruit on the table. She noticed that there seemed to be a trace of crystal clearness in the corner of Agui's eyes.

Seeing this, she was a little stunned. This monster that had tortured her for two days could actually cry.

After Lu Hai caught a date.

I threw it into my mouth and started to smack. I wanted to sit here for a while and chat with Aguiman, but I didn't expect the phone to ring.

Looking at the number above, Lu Hai ate the remaining dates in one bite, and then went to the corridor to answer the phone.

......

at this time.

In a villa on the outskirts of the city.

Several middle-aged people wearing loose clothes were gathered on a long table with brush writing, and there was a special girl helping to grind ink.

If that's right, the inkstone should be a Venus stone inkstone. This kind of stone is rare and precious, and the stone is tough and delicate, and is very suitable for grinding ink. The price of one is above 5,000.

Rice paper is made of aged Red Star Rice Paper. In recent years, some cultural people have stopped writing and have changed to fried rice paper. It is said that the price of aged Red Star brand is extremely expensive, and it can be sold for 10,000 or 20,000 yuan with one knife.

A middle-aged man wearing a casual clothes of linen fabric, holding a brush in his hand, wrote such a poem on rice paper.

The wind is strong and the sky is high and the apes are roaring,

The white birds fly back from the clear sand.

The endless fallen trees are rustling down,

The endless Yangtze River rolls.

The sad autumn is always a guest,

He has been on stage for more than a century of illness.

After the middle-aged man finished writing, a man next to him who was about the same age as him applauded: "Mr. Liu, your words are becoming more and more elegant, with the style of a great man."

Li Qingyun sighed: "Poetry is a good poem, but I didn't write it well, and even wrote a typo. The character Zhu is three dots of water, and I wrote it next to the word Yan."

Li Zhengjing frowned and looked at the poem. Suddenly he didn't know how to praise it, so he had to flatter him: "The artist allowed typos. If Mr. Liu became famous next, your typo would be worthwhile. No, this typo must be given to me."

After hearing this, Liu Qingyun was in a good mood instantly.

"Your mouth is so powerful, okay, I'll give you this letter."

He put down his brush, washed it briefly, and asked Li Zhengjing: "How did you check the oysters? There is no more patience on it. It seems that it will be sold on the Internet."

I heard Mr. Liu ask about this.

Li Zhengjing gritted his teeth and became nervous. When he was selling oysters again on the Internet, he had noticed that he had also snatched several oysters.

To be honest, it is really delicious.

But when I checked back along the sender's address, I found that it was a broken factory with a row of words on it, "Don't look for it, you can't find it."

What made him grit his teeth the most was that he bought four oysters in total, and the delivery address of each was different. The second address was a pig farm.

There was also a stone next to it, "I knew there was an insider in the group for a long time, so I deliberately didn't kick you."

......

Li Zhengjing used all two days and used all kinds of methods and complained to the express delivery company. But he didn't find out anything. The other party seemed to have known that they would do this for a long time, and they were all on guard.

However, there was a shortage in the hundreds of secrets. Li Zhengjing started from the platform and finally found out that the company selling oysters was not from Licheng.

Li Zhengjing followed the clues and found out that the legal person of the company was a man named Ruan Yinlu. The company's address was Ludao, which was a canning factory.

After learning this information, Li Zhengjing then understood why he could not find the source of goods. He was in love with the other party selling dog meat with the help of sheep, and the source of goods was not in Licheng at all.

This afternoon, he had asked someone to go over and check it. It was estimated that news would come soon. He said to Mr. Liu: "The investigation has been done, and the news will be brought back soon."

"Very good." Liu Qingyun patted Li Zhengjing on the shoulder and said, "Didn't you always want to go back to work at the headquarters? I can recommend it to the chairman when I go back this time."

"Then thank Mr. Liu." After Li Zhengjing finished speaking, he went out to get a cake of tea and said: "Mr. Liu, this was collected by me when I was in southern Anhui in my early years."

"Why are you doing so politely? Am I that kind of person?" Liu Qingyun finished speaking, looking at the tea in front of him and said, "This tea has a history, it's a serious red-print round tea, I really give it to me."

Li Zhengjing nodded.

"Then I'm not polite."

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ps: The typo is a thing that October has truly experienced. I still remember it vividly. I can only say that the "artist" is too amazing.
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