The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Chapter 575

When Mr. Li arrived in Fengquan Village, he had already had problems in his mind. No one had heard him say a complete sentence. He just laughed when he asked him, and he knew his surname was Li.

The name Li Lao Er was later called out by the villagers themselves.

At that time, communications were underdeveloped, and TV sets were rare. A madman would not want to take charge of the police station.

So no one knows where he came from, only if he was insane and lost.

But what is enviable is that although Li’s second child has nothing to eat or wear, his skinny body is very strong. Almost all the old people in the village of the same age have passed away, and none of them survived him.

Many people are feeling that this old man’s life is really hard.

However, as time goes by, no matter how hard the life is, there will be times when the lamp runs out.

A few months ago, Li’s second child suddenly fainted on the road in the village. The villagers sent him to the hospital for examination, only to know that he was terminally ill, and it was still in an advanced stage.

This kind of illness depends on the medical insurance and the thousands of dollars donated by some villagers. It must be impossible to treat him well. No one went to the hospital to take care of him. So after receiving a short treatment, Li Lao Er went back again. Arrived in the village.

Wei Donghai drove Wu Jun to Fengquan Village. Wu Jun saw a dirty old man from afar, sitting under a big willow tree in the yard of the village committee, looking very weak.

A lifeless wheel of fortune quickly emerged when he saw Lao Er Li.

“That’s the second child of Li,” Dong Jinjiang said. “The master will treat him, even if it doesn’t work, it’s fine. In his situation, everyone knows that he won’t live for a few days.”

Wu Jun frowned, and used the eyes of Heavenly Mystery at Lao Er Li from a distance.

Buzzing–

Name: Li Dagui, male, Chinese Han nationality, 1922…

Remarks: Died tomorrow due to illness.

Wu Jun quickly flipped through his images from decades ago.

Li Dagui’s first half of his life was vigorous. He joined the army for fifteen, eight years in the Anti-Japanese War, and three years in the Liberation War. The wounds on his face were left in the war.

Because this face is so scary, even after leaving the army, I can’t even find my daughter-in-law. I live alone in my sixtieth birthday, and I don’t know what’s going on. I wandered for thousands of miles to this place, and then never again. go.

When Wu Jun was a child, he often listened to the stories of his grandfather’s Red Army’s Long March and the War of Resistance. It was not the self-healing drama, but the real story that was true and full of flesh and blood.

Now I think of a fellow villager giving his son a “death” flag, saying “wipe blood when injured, and wrap his body after death”, still feeling stricken, miserable and heroic.

It’s a pity that he was born in this era, but it’s a pity that the system came too late, otherwise, why should we allow thousands of people like Li Dagui to die generously.

So since we ran into it today, even if Dong Jinjiang didn’t pay the money, he would still help him.

“Go, go over and take a look.”

The three of them walked into the courtyard of the village committee and came to Li Dagui.

In such cold weather, Li Dagui wore autumn clothes that couldn’t be seen at first, and a sweater with a loose neckline to his chest, revealing a clavicle like dry wood.

The padded jacket on his body no longer knows how many winters he has spent with him, and several black holes showed black cotton. Judging from the edge of the hole, it was obviously burnt out by fire.

Wu Jun knew that this was burned by bear kids in the village. To bully Li Dagui, it was the daily entertainment of some bear kids.

But he didn’t have time to get angry. The old man in front of him was shivering with cold, his eyes were already cloudy, and he was only a step away from Death.

“Help him to the car.” Wu Jun said.

The treatment in this place is not very good, first take him back to the city to find a place to live, wait for him to be cured, take care of him for a period of time, and then make plans.

It doesn’t matter whether he wants his own life, Dong Jinjiang raises it, or arranges a part-time job on the farm, where there are many elderly people and may have some common languages.

These warriors who used their bodies and blood to forge the Great Wall of Steel deserve a happy old age.

As soon as Wei Donghai reached Li Dagui’s hand, a few villagers came outside and shouted from afar, “What are you doing? What are you doing?”

The few villagers were all young, in their twenties to thirties, and stopped in front of Li Dagui with a ugly expression, and looked at the three Wu Jun very vigilantly.

“This little brother,” Dong Jinjiang, who was the “person in charge” of this incident, smiled and explained, “We are here to treat him.”

“Cure?” A young man with a mole on his left cheek didn’t seem to believe Dong Jinjiang’s one-sided words. “Who are you, and what are you treating for nothing?”

“That’s it,” Dong Jinjiang took out a bronzing business card. “I belong to the provincial capital Jinjiang Group. We heard that this old man was seriously ill, and now we want to pay to send him to the hospital for a good treatment.”

The mole-stained youth took the business card and looked at it, then handed it back to Dong Jinjiang, “I don’t believe you, there are such kind people in the world? Are there any supporting documents?”

Dong Jinjiang was stunned for a moment, this is really not there.

When the time comes in a hurry, even if you think about it, there is no time to do it. Second, to treat an elderly person with an abnormal mental state is a kind act, and you should not be obstructed if you want to.

“It won’t work if you don’t have any supporting documents,” the mole youth said, waving his hand. “The ghost knows what you want to do. There are too many abductors now. You should go quickly. If you don’t leave, I will call the police.”

Dong Jinjiang almost carried it back in one breath. Daddy wanted to abduct people, and would not abduct the crazy old man who couldn’t walk this way. Is this trying to recognize a daddy and go back?

“Little brother, we really want to treat him…”

“Then tell me, he looks like this, the hospital says there is no way, how can you treat it?”

“That’s right,” someone immediately agreed, “you are tossing people when you send them to the hospital. You can live for a few years, and you might die soon after a toss!”

“Don’t worry about this,” Dong Jinjiang said with a smile, “We have invited the most authoritative doctor in the world, not only can he cure his illness, but also restore his mind to normal.”

The young man with moles frowned, his eyes flickering, and he didn’t know what was thinking in Dao Heart.

After pondering for a moment, he still waved his hand and said loudly, “No, unless you have government documents, don’t want to move him.”

“this……”

“You don’t leave, are you?” The mole-stained youth said to a person next to him, “Wang Qiang, call your uncle, and bring more people!”

Wang Qiang quickly dialed the phone, and soon, led by a man in his fifties, a dozen villagers rushed over.

The leader should be Wang Qiang’s uncle. Compared to the mole youth, he is a better talker.

After a little understanding of the situation, he said to Dong Jinjiang: “This boss, I am the head of Fengquan Village, and my surname is Liu.”

The village chief came and it was easy to say. After Dong Jinjiang said his intention again, he unexpectedly shook his head.

“It stands to reason that this is a good thing, but you have nothing to say. Although Lao Er Li is crazy, he is also a villager in Fengquan Village. As the village chief, I still have to be responsible to him. You guys, do you think this is true?”

Dong Jinjiang was speechless for a while.

This old man is about to freeze to death here, so are you embarrassed to say that he is responsible?

Nowadays, some people don’t look at the sky when they talk. If Qingtian talks such nonsense, they are not afraid of being struck by lightning?

“Or else,” Wu Jun said, “This old man is already very weak and needs to be treated quickly. I don’t know how long it will take to get the documents now. You send a few people with us, and we can still pay. What do you think of salary?”

“No,” Village Chief Liu continued to shook his head. “Everyone is busy these days. Whoever has time to run around, you should go to prove it first.”

Wu Jun frowned, he felt a little strange.

This village chief has to prove that it is indeed understandable, but he does not have to prove it. What can’t you send someone to follow?

And for the New Year’s Day, there should not be too many people idle in the countryside. Each person is given 300 yuan a day, and it is estimated that some people are rushing to go.

He just wants to stop it again and again, and it is estimated that there are a lot of tricks in it.

Heavenly Eyes!

Buzzing–

I looked at the video of Village Chief Liu and found nothing unusual. It’s just that, unlike what he said, it’s just as much responsibility for Li’s second child.

Is the problem with the mole youth?

Heavenly Eyes!

Buzzing–

Name: Gou Gang, male, Chinese Han nationality, 1986…

Remarks: None.

Quickly flipping through Gou Gang’s recent video, Wu Jun couldn’t help but squinted. This guy is really not a good thing.

It can be said that Gou Gang bullied Li’s second child when he was young. When he was a child, he put firecrackers in his clothes pocket and peeed on Li’s second bed.

In the last two years, he still teased Lao Er Li from time to time, or asked him to help with farm work, and often did not feed him after he had finished his work.

The one named Wang Qiang just now was his most loyal “brother.”

Two years ago, Li’s second child was seriously ill. Originally, this matter had nothing to do with them, but then Gou Gang had an idea and asked Wang Qiang to find his uncle to find a way, issue a certificate to go to the hospital, and then asked the hospital to help raise funds online. .

He took out his mobile phone, followed the official account of the fundraising software, and found out about Li’s fundraising.

The total amount of funds raised is 200,000. After more than a month, more than 150,000 have been raised.

The money has been credited into Li’s personal account. Of course, the account was also handled by Mole Youth and Wang Qiang. This bank card has been in the hands of Mole Youth. He also took out the money and shared it with Wang Qiang. NS.

No wonder he wants to obstruct the treatment of Lao Er Li. If Lao Er Li is really cured and his brain returns to normal, he will vomit all the money.

Maybe you still have to bear criminal responsibility for this, but this is a fraud and illegal embezzlement of other people’s property.

Although Chief Liu didn’t know these things, he still chose to protect his nephew. After all, he was on the side of reason when he did so, and he didn’t have to worry about what responsibility he would be behind.

Dong Jinjiang and Liu village chief communicated to no avail, and sighed inwardly.

He has basically never done a good thing in his life. This time he wanted to do a good deed, but he didn’t expect to have so many twists and turns.

Is it so hard to do something good these days?

“Master, what do you think now?”

“Let me take care of it.”

Wu Jun has already figured out a countermeasure. These people usually bully Li’s second child. In the end, Li’s second child is about to die, and they all want to eat human blood Steamed bun.

Such a person, why be soft-hearted.

The celestial master’s energy is unfolded, and the concentric technique is activated at the same time: “Li Lao Er is my grandfather!”