Luo Shibin’s death is not long.

On the way back, Zhou Bingkun was always depressed. Even when he heard the news that Zhou Rong was going to college, he still seemed absent-minded.

It wasn't until the photogram was already in sight that he suddenly asked Zhao Ye for advice: "Brother Xiao Ye, what do you think I should do if I want to marry Zheng Juan?"

Zhao Ye has long since lost interest in Zheng Juan, and after hearing this, he didn’t think much about it. After thinking carefully for a while, he suggested to Zhou Bingkun:

"With Zheng Juan's personality and appearance, as long as your mother has seen her, there will be no problem. The main reason is that your father is a bit difficult to deal with. If you think about him, you can't do it by yourself. You and the whole family must

Let’s go into battle together and we can’t help each other with good words!”

Zhou Bingkun wondered: "My mother has the softest heart, and I am sure I can convince her to agree. As for my father, I want to get my brother and sister to help, but they are both educated people with a lot of principles.

I'm afraid you may not listen to me..."

Speaking of this, he had an idea and begged Zhao Ye again: "Brother Xiao Ye, can you help me with my sister's ideological work?"

Zhao Ye frowned when he heard this: "She is your sister. If you, a biological brother, don't tell her, why are you looking for me, an outsider?"

"That means she likes you and is willing to listen to you."

Hearing Zhou Bingkun's words, Zhao Ye suddenly braked, stopped his bicycle by the side of the road, and then asked Zhou Bingkun, who also stopped, "Who did you listen to?"

Zhou Bingkun said matter-of-factly: "Do you even need to hear about this? I saw it myself. Since my sister came home this time, she has never mentioned anything about her trip to Guizhou. Instead, she always talks about you. This

Isn’t it obvious that there are lice on the bald head?”

Zhao Ye did not refute, but instead told Zhou Bingkun: "You can just know this by yourself, but you must not tell your father?"

Zhou Bingkun was very puzzled: "Why? Are you afraid that my father will object, or that you don't like my sister?"

"I can't explain it to you, so don't ask. Just remember what I say."

"It's not impossible, just my sister's place..."

"Hey, do you want to negotiate terms with me? Okay, I will find time to talk to her."

When Zhou Bingkun saw that Zhao Ye had agreed, he immediately beamed with joy: "Then we have agreed. You must make it clear to my sister and ask her to put in a good word for my dad for me."

"I know, instead of thinking about this in your spare time, you might as well think about how to catch up with Zheng Juan. I noticed it today. I'm afraid she is not interested in you."

Zhou Bingkun's expression immediately turned from joy to worry, and he complained to Zhao Ye: "I finally understand. No wonder my sister always says you have a sharp tongue. Can't you make people happy for a few minutes?"

Zhao Ye, however, didn't take it seriously and said, "You know what the hell, my words of advice are harsh to the ears. The reason why your sister is unwilling to listen is because I touched a sore spot."

Unknowingly, the two people's bicycles had turned into the narrow alley of Guangli Street, and then they saw Qiao Chunyan's figure appearing at the intersection ahead, standing on tiptoe to look towards the entrance.

Seeing this situation, Zhou Bingkun immediately gave up the idea of ​​going home now, said something to Zhao Ye, and fled on his bicycle.

Qiao Chunyan, who also saw this scene, turned red with anger. As soon as Zhao Yegang came closer, she said, "Brother Xiaoye, what's going on with Bingkun? Why do you hide from me when you see him?"

Zhao Ye kept talking: "Maybe he is shy and embarrassed to talk to you."

Qiao Chunyan naturally didn't believe it: "Humph, he doesn't want to see me pull him down, and I'm not that interested in it, my aunt!"

As she said that, she took out three bath tickets and handed them to Zhao Ye: "Yesterday, my mother said that Aunt Zhou and Sister Rong were going to take a bath in the next two days, so I was thinking about giving him some free tickets. Since he

If you don’t appreciate it, then give it to Brother Xiaoye.”

Zhao Ye took it casually. After thinking about it, he felt that there was no need to accept favors for such a trivial matter, so he took out a handful of White Rabbit toffee from his pocket and stuffed it into Qiao Chunyan's hand: "Here, this is my return gift for you."

!”

Qiao Chunyan's eyes lit up, but she still said duplicity: "Brother Xiaoye, what are you doing? I already told you that this ticket is free."

"Okay! Just take it and leave it to me. I'm leaving."

After bidding farewell to Qiao Chunyan, Zhao Ye did not go home, but went straight to Tu Zhiqiang's house.

When they arrived at the field, they met Tu Zhiqiang coming back from get off work. The two exchanged a few words and sat down in the courtyard together. Tu Zhiqiang asked curiously: "Brother Zhao, are you looking for something with me?"

While Zhao Ye gave Tu Zhiqiang a cigarette, he replied nonchalantly: "It's okay. I'm going back to Jichun today. I just stopped by to see you and ask how Brother Shui and Binzi are doing. How are they?

Is your business doing well recently?"

Tu Zhiqiang lit the cigarette, took a long puff, blew out a string of smoke rings, then shook his head and said: "Don't mention it, Brother Shui is fine, but Binzi is in dire straits!"

Zhao Ye's eyes moved slightly: "Oh, how did you say this?"

"Binzi is ill. His illness is not serious. He has been suffering from old sins recently."

"What's the disease? Didn't you go to the hospital to check it out?"

Tu Zhiqiang hesitated for a moment, thinking that Zhao Ye was not an outsider, so he lowered his voice and said: "Why didn't you go? In addition to those special hospitals where you can't get in, all the big and small hospitals in Jichun have been visited by quacks, but they all have the same answer.

, this kidney disease cannot be cured!"

Zhao Ye pretended to be surprised and widened his eyes with a look of disbelief on his face: "Kidney disease, is it impossible? How could this young man get such a disease? What did the doctor say?"

Tu Zhiqiang agreed: "Who says it's not the case? I feel puzzled too! But the doctor said that half of Binzi's disease is congenital and half is caused by his sexual indiscretion.

Brother Shui told me privately that it was only a trivial matter that Binzi's words would not be used in the future. The key point is that his disease progressed very quickly. He had to be wrapped in a quilt all summer, and he would urinate blood from time to time. He probably wouldn't live long.

Got it!"

As he spoke, Tu Zhiqiang sighed with a sigh on his face: "I have persuaded Binzi before to take care of his lower body, but he just didn't listen. It's too late to regret it now!"

"It's so serious, isn't it?" Zhao Ye was really surprised now, because according to his speculation, Luo Shibin could only pee his pants at the moment, and it would take at least one or two years before it develops to the point of urinating blood.

But Tu Zhiqiang affirmed: "It's so serious. Brother Shui personally accompanied Binzi to the hospital, so it can still be fake!"

After listening to Tu Zhiqiang's story, Zhao Ye, who was originally just here to inquire about the news, felt as if grass had grown in his heart. If he didn't witness Luo Shibin's tragic situation with his own eyes, he might not even be able to sleep well, so he simply suggested:

"After all, we got to know each other. Now that I know this, I have to go visit Binzi. Let's go and show my brother the way!"

Tu Zhiqiang didn't think much about it, thinking that Zhao Ye was very loyal, and gave a thumbs up and praised: "Brother Zhao is like this, he will definitely be very happy if you can visit Binzi!"

"He would be even happier if he knew it was me who committed the murder." Zhao Yeye added, with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression on his face: "That's right, let's leave quickly."

"Would you like to ask Brother Shangshui to join us?"

"If you're on your way, just call me."

Luo Shibin's residence is located in the south of Jichun City, quite far away from Tongle District. By the time the three of them arrived there, it was already sunset.

Under the leadership of Tu Zhiqiang, the three of them bypassed a large slum area, passed through two alleys, and finally arrived at a courtyard that looked like it was about to collapse at any time.

Perhaps noticing the confusion on Zhao Ye's face, Shui Ziliu thoughtfully told him that this was the residence Luo Shibin had specially found. It was a spacious place, close to the black market, and not easily noticeable.

Zhao Ye nodded on the surface, but secretly he was thinking that this yard seemed to occupy a large area and was in a good location. He just didn't know if Luo Shibin had the title deed. If so, he would have to find a way to get it in his own hands.

When it is renovated, a large villa will be built here.

Luo Shibin, who was lying on the kang, had no idea that Zhao Ye had already been thinking about his house before he died. On the contrary, when he saw Zhao Ye coming to see him, his face was filled with emotion.

"What do you mean? It really makes me feel bad to bother Brother Zhao to go there in person for my business."

"We've met each other, haven't we? Although we have only interacted once, in my heart, you have long been my brother. If I didn't come even though I knew you were sick, who would I be?

How dare I see you again!"

As soon as Zhao Ye finished speaking, Shui Ziliu agreed: "Old Zhao is right, we are all our brothers, there is no need to be so polite. Binzi, just rest in peace and recuperate. If you need anything, just say a word, brothers will be there for you."

I’ll do it for you properly.”

Perhaps it was because his sensitive nerves were touched, or because he knew that he was about to die soon. After hearing what Zhao Ye and the two said, Luo Shibin held Shui Ziliu's hand tightly and cried bitterly in front of the three of them:

"I'm really unwilling. Tell me, why doesn't God have eyes? I'm only in my early twenties, why did I get this disease? I really don't want to die..."

Seeing Luo Shibin who was tortured by the disease and who was worse than death, Shui Ziliu and Tu Zhiqiang felt the same pain and shed tears beside them. Zhao Ye, the culprit, had no choice but to look sad and sighed together in order not to appear obtrusive.

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After a while, when Luo Shibin's mood stabilized, Tu Zhiqiang comforted him: "Binzi, you must not be discouraged. The hospital in Jichun is not good. Let's go to the capital. There are the best doctors in the country there. Maybe he can be cured."

Your illness."

Luo Shibin shook his head in despair and said: "It's useless. I have consulted the experts at Jichun Central Hospital. They said that my kidneys are dying quickly. With the current domestic medical methods, there is no way, unless I can go to developed countries in Europe and the United States."

, do surgery to get a better kidney, otherwise there is only a dead end."

Although Tu Zhiqiang and the other two did not understand what they heard, they also understood that given their abilities, this road was obviously unfeasible, so after a moment of silence, Shui Ziliu suggested that it would be better to try some folk remedies.

Luo Shibin pointed to the casserole on the stove at the door and told a few people that he had been trying again for the past half month, but the effect was not very good.

After hearing this, Zhao Ye pretended to go to the casserole and take a look, but in fact he sniffed the ingredients in the medicine. Then he had an idea in his mind and understood why Luo Shibin's condition deteriorated rapidly.

Why do you think it is? It was Luo Shibin, the grandson, who met a Mongolian doctor, and there was too much Guanmutong in this medicine.

Akebia itself is indeed a good medicine for clearing heat and diuresis, but it also has a certain degree of toxicity. Therefore, when using it, its dosage must be strictly controlled without making any mistakes, otherwise it will lead to renal tubular necrosis, and in severe cases, uremia.

I don’t know if this doctor is simply not good at academics or if he has a grudge against Luo Shibin. In short, according to Zhao Ye’s judgment, the content of Guanmutong in this traditional Chinese medicine greatly exceeds the standard. It is no wonder that Luo Shibin suffered from bad luck.

Zhao Ye could only say sorry for what happened to this guy. He was restrained by not applauding, and of course he had no obligation to remind him.

Next, the three of them continued to chat with Luo Shibin for half an hour. After he took medicine and fell asleep, they left the supplements they brought and left.

On the way back, several people asked about Luo Shibin's situation. After sighing for a while about the uncertainty of the world, Tu Zhiqiang suddenly said to Zhao Ye: "Brother Zhao, I saw my daughter-in-law. Remember to come back for a wedding banquet when you have time."

Zhao Ye was stunned when he heard this, and then subconsciously looked at the water in the back seat of Tu Zhiqiang's car. Seeing that he didn't show anything strange, he guessed that they had a tacit understanding.

If you think about it further, this idea may have just flowed out on its own. After all, Tu Zhiqiang's mind would not think about trying to cover up the relationship between the two.

Originally, this was someone's private matter, and Zhao Ye had no reason to care about it, nor was he too lazy to care about it. But if Tu Zhiqiang's target was still Zheng Juan, then he would have to speak out.
To be continued...