Qingshan saw Ye Qian's face flushed, leaning against the door, while Uncle De was much calmer. Although there was a red spot on his cheekbone, he did not look very angry. Instead, he reached out and patted Ye Qian's shoulder, as if to enlighten him.
"Xiao Qian, what happened?"
Hearing Qingshan's words, Ye Qian suddenly turned his head, as if he had seen his backbone, and quickly said, "Master, there's a large group of people at the door. Judging from their accents, they're from the capital. Uncle De said that appointments are required for afternoon consultations, but not only did they refuse to leave, they even forced their way in. Uncle De was about to close the door when a kid punched him!"
When Uncle De saw Qingshan looking at him, he reached out and touched his bald, scarred head, grinned and chuckled a few times, seeming a little embarrassed.
Uncle De’s full name is Zheng Sande. He is a retired veteran. Like Luo Shaohui, he has fought in the Vietnam-Lanzhou battlefield.
At that time, Zheng Sande was a squad leader. When fighting with the enemy, a grenade fell into the trench where they were. In order to protect his comrades, Zheng Sande threw himself on them to cover them, but he was seriously injured in the explosion.
Although Zheng Sande's arms and legs were not broken off by the explosion, his head and face were covered with burns and shrapnel wounds, and he lost one eye. After a hasty bandage at the field hospital, Zheng Sande developed a serious infection and almost died in Vietnam.
When he returned to his homeland after escaping death, the scars on his face had almost healed, but it seemed that his facial nerves were damaged by shrapnel. His expression was stiff and even his smile looked weird.
The medical beauty industry was not well developed in those days, and Zheng Sande did not have the money for skin grafting. His head and face were covered with scars, and his left eye was only a black hole. He looked as ugly as a ghost.
Zheng Sande was discharged from the army due to injury, and his wife couldn't stand his ugly appearance, so she remarried with her children. Because of his "ferocious" appearance, he couldn't find another job and could only live on pensions.
To save money, Zheng Sande sold his house in the city and returned to his hometown, which was also at the foot of Jingshan Mountain, a neighboring village of Xinghua Village. He had a mean face but a kind heart. Although he lived a tight life, he never stole or robbed, and he was not greedy or greedy. If he met a homeless person who was in a worse situation than himself, he would always help him. He was a good man.
As luck would have it, Qingshan and Luo Wenyuan had just visited Xinghua Village for the first time to look at houses, and on their way back, their tire blew out. Luo Wenyuan, possessing extraordinary abilities and considerable skill, could easily have changed the tire, but before he could even begin, an ungainly middle-aged man appeared on the side of the road, rolled up his sleeves, and helped him replace the spare tire. He then walked away without a word.
Qingshan and Luo Wenyuan wanted to give the man some hard work money as a token of their gratitude, but he refused. It wasn't until Qingshan offered to buy him a drink that he finally agreed. The three of them found a small restaurant, and after a few drinks, they started talking. Qingshan and Luo Wenyuan realized that the man was actually a veteran. They had seen the two of them on the roadside, dressed in fancy clothes, and thought they were pampered young masters and young ladies who didn't know how to change a tire. This was how he helped them.
Luo Wenyuan had no recollection of his parents, but knew they had both died in Vietnam, and thus felt a genuine affinity for the veterans who had also served there. Qingshan was looking for a janitor for the clinic at the time, and saw that this man, though unattractive, was kind, upright, and of impeccable character. Furthermore, since he was a comrade of Luo Wenyuan's parents, she asked Zheng Sande to work for her at the clinic.
Qingshan offered a generous salary, comparable to that of a white-collar worker in the capital, with food and lodging provided. Zheng Sande agreed with a smile over the dinner table, but inwardly he had always thought the girl was teasing him and hadn't taken it seriously. It wasn't until the completion of the Ciyimen Clinic that Qingshan personally visited Zheng Sande to invite him to work. He was stunned to find out he was actually being hired!
From then on, Zheng Sande became the doorman, night watchman and handyman of Ciyimen Clinic. He was grateful for Qingshan's recognition and naturally worked for Qingshan sincerely and diligently.
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