Ma Weiping also climbed up the ladder in one step, and then the two old men leaned on the window glass and looked out.
At the entrance of the Chinese medicine hospital's warehouse, several large trucks were parked in a fan shape, with their rear ends facing the warehouse gate. People were constantly carrying bags of things out of the warehouse.
From the way they struggled and the silent sound of the bag being thrown onto the trunk, it was clear that the bag contained something very heavy.
Liu Shengli's greedy eyes kept wandering over these bags:
"Old Ma, what did you see?"
Ma Weiping shook his head. "I can't tell. There's nothing written on the bag, right? What if it's medicinal herbs?"
"Medicinal herbs? Hey, do they need to be transported secretly in the dark? I think there must be something fishy going on."
At this moment, the food bag carried by a staff member suddenly broke open, and all the flour inside poured out.
Dean Shen was so distressed that he kicked the staff member on the butt:
"Asshole, hurry up and pick it up! This is all food, don't waste a single grain."
After saying that, Dean Shen and the staff member hurriedly gathered up the food on the ground with their hands and put it into their pockets one by one.
This scene was seen by Liu Shengli and Ma Weiping who were watching from a distance. They both cried out in surprise:
"flour!!!"
"Okay, it's really food, and flour. Damn Shen Guoming, where did he find so much food? Is this guy planning to eat it all by himself? This is intolerable, I can't stand it!!!"
Envy and jealousy made Liu Shengli's eyes completely red, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
Ma Weiping, who was standing next to him, was not in a much better mood. Seeing bags of flour being loaded onto the truck, his breathing quickened.
"Oh my god, there are truckloads of food here. How did this old guy Shen Guoming manage to get so much food? It's fine grain flour. How can he eat it all? Isn't he afraid of choking to death?"
"Yes, starve this damn Shen Guoming to death. I'm starving, and he doesn't even know how to help us. After all, we've been comrades for decades."
Liu Shengli jumped down the ladder angrily and walked quickly out of the warehouse:
"Let's go. Today I'm going to be a hero who robs the rich and helps the poor. I won't let the local rich man Shen Guoming eat all the food alone!"
When the young soldiers in uniform at the Digital Hospital heard that the brother unit across the street had so much food, their eyes turned red and they unconsciously followed the director's footsteps and ran out.
Ma Weiping burst out laughing when he saw this advantage, and said to himself:
"Shen Guoming, Shen Guoming, you've been smart all your life, but one day you'll be blinded by the wild geese, hahahaha."
This is the warehouse of the Chinese Medicine Hospital.
Dean Shen finally picked up all the cornmeal that was scattered on the ground, and at the end he didn’t forget to pinch it together with his fingers to pick up even the little bit of flour.
Just as he was tapping his waist with great satisfaction, he suddenly saw more than ten people flash out from the opposite corner, and was shocked.
The person who came at this late hour looked very aggressive and it was obvious that he was not here for a midnight snack.
Dean Shen, who was already on high alert, yelled at his staff:
"Damn it! The food thieves are here! We're ambushed! Stop right there! Load your guns! Load your guns!!"
When the security guards of the Chinese Medicine Hospital and Lin Sanqi heard this, they were so scared that their souls flew out of their bodies. This feeling was as exciting as being surrounded by Japanese invaders during the Anti-Japanese War. So they all reached for their guns and started loading their guns, with a series of clicking sounds.
"Don't draw your guns, don't draw your guns, we are all on the same side~~~"
Liu Shengli shouted loudly while jogging.
Dean Shen frowned even more tightly when he heard this. If only these were enemies, he would just shoot and kill these devils.
But he had already recognized that the voice was clearly that of his old comrade-in-arms, old colleague, and old friend Liu Shengli. Now he couldn't really take action. Even threatening him was useless because the other party was definitely sure that he would not shoot.
Dean Shen knew that trouble was coming, and no one knew better than him how difficult Liu Shengli was.
Back then, the two were partners in the field hospital, one was the director and the other was the political commissar. After liberation, one became the director of the Digital Hospital and the other became the director of the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. They knew each other well.
"Old Shen, is Old Shen here? You old boy, you actually want to shoot when you see your old comrades? Where's the lifelong brotherhood you promised? Hehehe..."
Liu Shengli had already seen Shen Guoming, and at this time he quickly came to his side and held Shen Guoming's hand tightly:
"Old Shen, you're such a mean guy. You don't share the good stuff with your old comrades, and you just watch them starve to death, don't you?"
Ma Weiping followed suit at this point: "Exactly, Old Shen, when we separated, you promised me that if your old unit had any difficulties, you would help without hesitation, right?"
Shen Guoming rolled his eyes at being bullied by his two old comrades:
"Fatty Liu, Shorty Ma, stop trying to act like that. Why are you sneaking around so late at night? Are you trying to spy on Widow Wang bathing again?"
When the young staff from the Digital Hospital and Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital nearby heard this, they all looked surprised.
Liu Shengli was so angry that his eyes widened and he jumped up and down anxiously:
"Shen Guoming, are you guilty? You didn't peek back then? Why are you pretending to be a gentleman now?"
Ma Weiping became even more anxious when he heard this, and winked at him:
"I didn't peek, I didn't peek. That was many years ago. How old were we then? Fifteen or sixteen, right? Do you two have any shame?"
Many young employees were trying to suppress their laughter, with their heads down and their shoulders shrugged. It was a rare opportunity to hear the leader's gossip.
Liu Shengli knew that it was impossible to rob food openly because the other side had more people than him, so he could only play the sympathy card:
"Old Shen, you're still calling me Fatty Liu. Open your dog eyes and take a closer look. Am I still fat? Calling me Skinny Liu is more accurate. I'm really hungry. Look at my feet, they're so thick from starvation. It's all edema."
After saying that, Liu Shengli pulled up his trouser legs, and sure enough, there was a dent when he pinched them.
When Ma Weiping saw Liu Shengli's eyes, he quickly pulled up his trouser legs, revealing his swollen calves.
When Shen Guoming saw it, he felt stabbed in the heart and his expression became gloomy.
Liu Shengli saw his expression and asked in surprise:
"No, no, no, what's wrong with you, old man? In the past, if Lao Ma and I showed our trouser legs, you would definitely not be left behind and show us. Why don't you do that now? Aren't you swollen?"
Ma Weiping was also unhappy and glared at him and cursed:
"You, old man, haven't forgotten the traditions of our old army, have you? You've moved all the unit's food to your own home, and you're just eating and drinking."
Shen Guoming was so angry that he really wanted to beat these two people to death:
"Get lost! If I embezzle even a grain of food from the company, I'll be struck by lightning and die a miserable death. Stop accusing me. Humph."
Ever since Lin Sanqi started working, he has been coming to Dean Shen's house every now and then in the dark to deliver this and that. Dean Shen really has no shortage of food now, so it would be strange if he got edema.
"No, no, you feel guilty, you must feel guilty, Lao Ma, look at him, has he gained weight? You must have eaten a lot, my God, you have fallen, Shen Guoming!"
“You are a cheapskate, Shen Guoming, how can you be full?”
"You forgot the old leader's instructions and betrayed your conscience!"
"You beast, you got so much food. If you don't share it with us, are you still a human being?"
Liu Shengli and Ma Weiping sang the same tune, which made Shen Guoming so angry that he almost snatched the gun and shot them dead.
"Alright, alright, we three have known each other since we were kids. As soon as you stick your butts out, I know what shit you're going to poop.
I tell you clearly, I have food, but this is the food for our unit, the life-saving food for thousands of employees and their families in our hospital, so I absolutely cannot give the food to you for personal friendship, don't even think about it.
If you two are hungry, come to my house. I, Shen Guoming, will give you a bite to eat. I will never watch you old comrades starve to death. Even if you don’t have big steamed buns, I can still provide you with enough steamed buns. How about it? "
Liu Shengli's expression also turned serious at this time:
"Not so good, Old Shen. It's not a big deal if we starve to death, but we have so many patients in our inpatient department who can't starve. You know they've all sacrificed their lives for the revolution, and now they're broken and sick. Is it too much to give them a meal?"
Shen Guoming shook his head, but still gritted his teeth and insisted:
"It's not excessive, but this is the responsibility of you and Lao Ma, the two leaders in charge of the Digital Hospital, not my responsibility as the director of the Capital Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. I can only be responsible for my own employees and their families. The two of you please go back. Xiao Qi, do you have any food? Give the two leaders some!"
Lin Sanqi hurried over and took out a few pancakes from his backpack:
"Dean, we only have a few multi-grain pancakes left, and they're cold and inedible now."
Liu Shengli was so angry that he snatched the pancake and bit it viciously, then continued to stare at Shen Guoming with red eyes:
"Well, Old Shen, you've really fallen. You want to eat your pancakes while they're still hot? Are you a wealthy landlord who's only after enjoying the pleasures of life? No matter what, you have to share some of your food with me today."
"No, I definitely won't give it to you!"
"You have to give it to me, or I'll just snatch it away! Can those TCM doctors from your hospital snatch our military uniforms?"
"You dare to rob? I'll shoot you dead right now!"
"Come on, shoot here if you dare, shoot!"
"I'll kill you if you dare to steal my food!"
"Ah, you son of a bitch, you dare to hit someone? I'll beat you to death!"
After a few exchanges, the quarrel between Liu Shengli and Shen Guoming escalated into a fight, and the two old men wrestled with each other in front of many employees.
Everyone was in a panic, and Ma Weiping was also trying to stop the fight:
"Alright, alright, stop fighting! How old are you two? You're still fighting! If you keep fighting, I'll report you to the boss!"
Seeing the fight between the two getting more and more fierce, Ma Weiping knew that he could only ask his old leader to seek justice. Maybe he could even ask the leader to ask Shen Guoming to distribute some of the food... (End of this chapter)
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