Chapter 226 Taking on a Disciple

Zhou Xiye frowned: "Did Wang Xiaoliu participate in gambling?"

Song Dong shook his head: "Not yet. After all, you only gave me the information this morning, and that area isn't under our jurisdiction. I had someone inquire about it. I also asked them to keep an eye on Wang Xiaoliu's whereabouts. If they find him gambling, they should tell me immediately."

"However, there are also young people in the compound who gamble. They have never suffered hardship and are carefree every day. They think that God is the most important person in the world and that they are second only to God."

Zhou Xiye remained silent. If Wang Xiaoliu was involved in gambling, where did his money come from?

Song Dong knew that this matter was related to Zhou Xiaochuan's illness, so he was quite concerned: "Don't worry, I will let you know as soon as I have any news. How is Xiaochuan doing? Bian Yucheng is not saying anything."

Bian Yucheng is quite a ruthless person; he hasn't cooperated at all since he was taken in.

During each interrogation, he would look at them with contempt, not saying a word more, or he would sneer and say: "If you have the guts, shoot me right now!"

Zhou Xiye knew this couldn't be rushed: "I believe in your abilities; he'll eventually give up."

...

After Song Dong and Xu Mingyue left with the child, Fang Hua was still lamenting, "It's so lively having children at home. Why doesn't Chen Limin know how to cherish it? She'll regret it one day."

Jiang Zhizhi didn't dare to say anything, afraid that she would steer the conversation toward urging others to have children.

Moreover, she could also tell from Fang Hua's words that he wanted to have a grandson.

Zhou Xiye put down his chopsticks and interrupted: "I found an old doctor today. He listened to Xiao Chuan's condition and gave him a packet of Chinese medicine. I'll brew it and send it to Xiao Chuan in a bit. Then I'll have the doctor draw blood from Xiao Chuan's fingertip to detoxify him."

Fang Hua's eyes lit up: "Will it work? Could you bring the old doctor to the hospital to take a look at Xiao Chuan?"

"He can't come over right away, so you can try it on Xiao Chuan first and see if it works."

After hearing Zhou Xiye's words, Fang Hua couldn't wait any longer. He quickly ate a couple of mouthfuls of rice and went to find the medicine pot to brew the medicine.

I stayed up until midnight, then called a car to come and deliver it while it was still hot.

The next morning, Jiang Zhizhi heard Fang Hua's feedback as soon as she woke up: "The herbal medicine that Xiye brought back really worked. Xiao Chuan sweated a lot after drinking it, and the bumps on his wrist didn't continue to grow when he woke up this morning, and they weren't as itchy. Early this morning, the doctor came and bled blood from his fingertip. The color was normal, but it smelled a bit bad."

"Like rotten eggs, after squeezing some out, Xiaochuan said he felt much better."

Jiang Zhizhi was shocked when she heard this. Jin Huaiying was too amazing!

Those herbs, which looked ordinary, actually had such powerful effects.

Fang Hua was in a good mood: "I was thinking of talking to Nishino about whether we could ask that old doctor to come to our house to treat Xiao Chuan?"

Jiang Zhizhi shook her head: "I don't know, but this is fine too. Mom, you can finally get some rest. I believe it won't be long before Xiaochuan is completely recovered."

Fang Hua smiled and said, "Yes, half of the weight on my heart has been lifted."

...

After breakfast, Jiang Zhizhi found two clean towels, said goodbye to Fang Hua, and went out.

Fang Hua glanced at the weather: "Where are you going? Should I call a car for you? The weather looks bad, like it's going to snow again."

Jiang Zhizhi waved her hand: "No need, no need, I'll go to the library to borrow a few books, I'll be back soon."

Fang Hua told her to be careful on the road and didn't ask any more questions.

Jiang Zhizhi left home and rode her bicycle straight to Jin Huaiying's house, but Jin Huaiying was not home so early.

I asked the neighbors in the courtyard and found out that he went to sweep the streets in Xisi early in the morning.

I rode my bike to Xisi to find Jin Huaiying. From afar, I could see Jin Huaiying hunched over, struggling to sweep the frozen garbage on the road.

Jiang Zhizhi quickly parked the car on the side of the road and locked it, preparing to run over to help.

In just a short while, Jin Huaiying got into an argument with someone.

A man walked by and threw a handful of sunflower seed shells where Jin Huaiying had swept.

Jin Huaiying frowned: "Comrade, please don't litter. There are trash cans right ahead."

The man got annoyed and turned around, cursing, "You stinking street sweeper, why do you talk so much nonsense? So what if I threw it away? Isn't this what you're supposed to sweep?"

"If I don't throw it away, what are you sweeping up? You'll go home and starve."

Not satisfied with just cursing, he pushed Jin Huaiying's shoulder.

Jin Huaiying couldn't put any weight on her left leg after the injury, and when he pushed her like that, she stumbled and fell onto the curb, hitting her forehead and bleeding profusely.

The man was about to continue cursing when he was kicked hard in the lower back.

The person instantly rolled forward, fell heavily to the ground, and slid a short distance before coming to a stop.

The man's palms were scraped raw by the icy pavement, his knees were burning with pain, and his lower back felt like it was broken.

He lay on the ground for a while before grimacing as he got up and sat down, wanting to see who had kicked him!

Then I saw a little girl helping an old man sit on the side of the road, holding a white towel and covering the old man's forehead.

The man was starting to have doubts. Could it be that the little girl had kicked him?

How can someone who looks so thin and weak have such great strength?

But there was no one else around. He bared his teeth and pointed at Jiang Zhizhi: "Did you ambush me from behind?"

Jiang Zhizhi gave him a disgusted look: "Go find a toilet and wash your mouth properly, it stinks worse than poop in a latrine."

The man, furious, raised his fist and tried to get up, but his knees hurt so much that even standing up was a problem. He glared at Jiang Zhizhi and said fiercely, "You just wait!"

He turned around, rubbed his knees, and limped away, supporting his back.

He knew very well that he couldn't gain any advantage over Jiang Zhizhi right now.

Jiang Zhizhi glanced at the man who had walked away with disgust. What a cowardly bully!

Seeing that the blood on Jin Huaiying's forehead had already congealed, he said, "Teacher Jin, your wound is still a bit deep. You need to apply some medicine quickly."

Jin Huaiying remained silent; in the past few years, he had witnessed the coldness and warmth of the world.

After his incident, his relatives, friends, and students who used to be proud of him all quickly distanced themselves from him.

Most people were busy avoiding him; very few rushed over to help him like Jiang Zhizhi did.

Seeing that Jin Huaiying was not speaking, Jiang Zhizhi thought she had fallen and hit her head: "Teacher Jin, are you dizzy? Should we go to the hospital to get it checked out?"

Jin Huaiying waved her hand and pushed up her glasses: "Wait here for me for a moment, I'll finish sweeping this little area."

Jiang Zhizhi pressed his arm: "I'll sweep it. The ground is cold. You go sit on that bench over there."

After saying that, regardless of whether Jin Huaiying was willing or not, she picked up a broom and started working.

Jin Huaiying stood up, holding a towel to her forehead. Watching Jiang Zhizhi's quick movements, she paused for a moment and asked, "You want to study traditional Chinese medicine, are you able to endure the hardship?"