When Han Ze'an carefully arrived near the Qian family's house, he stretched his neck to look into the yard. He saw that there was no movement inside, but there was a candle lit in the window of Qian Ning's room.
Just when he was hesitating, Han Zeyu appeared out of nowhere and made the decision for him.
"Wow~ What a coincidence, second cousin, you're out exercising too? Let's join us!"
Han Ze'an was so scared after being slapped by his cousin that he almost screamed. Fortunately, he didn't really scream, otherwise it would have been a lot of fun.
For the next half hour, Han Ze'an was completely unable to shout. Who invented night running?
He didn't sleep late at night and had to run around the village. He was sweating and was blown by the breeze. If he didn't handle it properly, he would definitely catch a cold.
Han Zeyu comforted him: "Don't worry, second brother, fools don't get sick. Your brain is enough to make you immune to all poisons."
No matter how honest Han Ze'an was, he could hear the malice in the words. He thought to himself, just say what you want to say, why does it involve personal attacks?
In addition to these three energetic young men who were jogging at night, the other person who didn't sleep at night was Yang the hunter who was out walking his dog.
As his family's meat supplier, Han Zeyu greeted Yang the Hunter enthusiastically: "Brother Yang, why are you still out walking the dog so late?"
Hunter Yang was also a loudmouth, and he responded enthusiastically, "Who knows? It's already late autumn, and my dog Dahei has suddenly entered mating season. He's full of energy and has nowhere to vent. I'll take him out for a run or two. If he finds a stray dog he likes, maybe I can solve his problem."
Coming out to pick up a wife late at night is really an extraordinary move. In fact, Han Zeyu really wants to tell Brother Yang that perhaps sterilizing Dahei is also a good choice.
The big dog with shiny black hair raised its paw and moved away from the vicious pretty boy. From his hesitant expression, it was clear that he was holding back.
As expected, Menzi was right, his master was the worst.
Han Zeyu suppressed his bad temper and sent Dahei good wishes: "You kid should work hard and try to get yourself three wives and four concubines as soon as possible. If you can't afford to raise the puppies, you can send them to my house. My store just needs a guard dog."
Big Black was so angry that he forgot his fear and yelled at the despicable man: "Who is calling him a vicious dog? Who is saying he can't afford to raise a cub? It's obviously very powerful and has a rich family background."
Obviously, Han Zeyu doesn't understand dog language and can't talk to it directly. It's a pity.
After bidding farewell to Hunter Yang, Han Zeyu dragged his second cousin with one hand and pushed Su Shien with the other, ignoring his second cousin's wandering eyes, and walked home in a swagger.
You little brat, you're still not tired yet. I'll give you more practice when I get back.
Su Shien never thought that there would be a day when he would be able to guide others. He was very happy and gave more serious guidance. After all, he only knew the skill of "pull-ups".
Han Ze'an was in great pain, his hands and legs were shaking, and he had no mind to think about the appointment. Fortunately, Xiao Ning didn't mention the specific date, so it should be okay to meet tomorrow.
When Qian Ning heard that Han Ze'an had returned, he thought proudly that he was still very charming. However, even when the moon was above the willows, he still couldn't wait for Han Ze'an to knock on his window.
The next day, before dawn and before the rooster crowed, Han Ze'an was forced to wake up.
I found myself lying on a mule cart in a daze, with vegetables harvested yesterday afternoon next to me.
"Go back to sleep if you haven't woken up yet. Cherish the good time you still have while you can sleep. You'll probably be tossing and turning, unable to sleep, for the next period of time."
Han Ze'an was confused. What was his cousin going to do? Sell him? But he wasn't worth anything.
Han Zeyu nodded with relief. His second cousin was not completely hopeless. At least he had a clear self-awareness.
When the three of them arrived at the county town, the sun had just risen and there were no other pedestrians on the street.
Su Shien got out of the car to check out the place, and after a while pointed out a place to Han Zeyu.
Han Zeyu asked him to keep an eye on his second cousin and just hide there, as long as he could hear him talking.
Su Shien took the order, pulled his second cousin to hide, and warned him not to make any noise, otherwise he would be severely punished.
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Doctor Zhou carried his medicine box and went to the pharmacy to see patients as usual, but there were no patients coming so early.
He opened the medicine cabinet and checked each small drawer to see if there were any herbs that needed to be restocked.
The careful and attentive Doctor Zhou did not notice that a masked man, who was hiding his head and tail, was sneaking towards him early in the morning.
"Don't move, put your hands up!"
Doctor Zhou's body stiffened for a moment, and he raised his hands obediently because he felt a sharp object hitting his back.
Han Zeyu sighed in his heart: "The arm is raised in a very standard way. If you don't know, you would think he is doing radio gymnastics!"
Doctor Zhou was trembling with fear, wondering if he had run into a knife-wielding attacker or a medical dispute.
Han Zeyu spoke grimly from behind him, "Six days ago, a young man came to see you. What was his diagnosis? What did you say then?"
Doctor Zhou has a seventy-year-old father and a one-year-old granddaughter. He cherishes his life and is afraid of death, but he has the most basic professional ethics, which is not to disclose the patient's privacy.
Thinking of the young man who came to see the doctor alone, he still had a deep impression. After all, this was the only time he had encountered a young man getting pregnant in the past two years.
The person behind him doesn't sound like a good person, and he must not reveal the young man's secret.
Han Zeyu didn't expect that this man had such a bottom line. He was not afraid of death, which showed that he had strong medical ethics.
In this case, Han Zeyu changed the way he asked the question, so that Doctor Zhou could see what the anti-routine method was.
"You won't tell me, right? You quack, don't think you can cover up your crime by keeping silent."
Doctor Zhou said anxiously, "Don't make false accusations with your own rhetoric. I, Zhou, practice medicine with a clear conscience. What crime have I committed? You can always find a pretext to accuse me!"
Han Zeyu sneered, "Did you give him the abortion pills? You knew he had fertility problems, but you still had the heart to do this to him? How much good did that person give you to make you do such a heartless thing?"
Doctor Zhou was furious: "Stop your nonsense and slander! I have never prescribed abortion pills for anyone. That guy just came to take my pulse, and when he left, I asked him if he wanted some medicine to nourish his spirit and stabilize the fetus, but he ignored me completely. He has never prescribed medicine for me."
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