Although Lao Zuo was worried for most of the day, he still went to pick up his grandson home on time in the afternoon, made dinner, and waited for his daughter-in-law to come and pick up his grandson, and he went out for a walk as usual.
Walking is also a slow walk around the community, or chatting with a few old friends.
On this day, he was relaxed on his face, but in fact he had something on his mind, and he walked quite slowly.
It's not distracting to talk to others.
So in the end, he was left alone.
When turning the corner, the bell rang loudly, and someone shouted: "Get out of the way." ” Lao Zuo raised his head, and there was a bicycle moving quickly in front of him, the people on the car were pale, and they were trying to control the faucet with both hands.
But the bike was still twisting and hurtling forward.
Lao Zuo looked at this, and his reaction was half a beat slower, and as expected, he was hit squarely.
"Ouch!"
Lao Zuo was unlucky, the bicycle and the people and the car were all pressed on him, coupled with the inertial force rushing over, he seemed to hear the sound of bones 'clattering'.
The rider was a young man, looking tender.
When he saw that he was oppressed, he was still an old man, and his frightened face was even more gray.
There seems to be a lot of news flashing in front of me that 'old men are blackmailing and touching porcelain'.
He quickly got up, covered his face, and ran away with a puff of smoke.
Lao Zuo lay on the ground and screamed, and there was blood slowly oozing out from under his trousers.
There were a lot of onlookers, but everyone stood by.
There's no way, the consequences of helping the old man are too serious, and no one is rich.
However, there are still enthusiastic people: "Don't be stunned, call the police." ” "Yes, yes, Express 110."
"I see, it's better to call 120, right?
It seems to be seriously injured. ” "I went out for a walk without my phone, which kind person does a good deed."
Some people are weird: "In these years, who dares to do good deeds?"
Especially to help an old man.
If you are false, you will not be able to get out. ” "The same cannot be said.
Everyone is an eyewitness, so don't be an indifferent spectator. ” "Yo, you're enthusiastic, why don't you help?"
Lao Zuo only felt the same pain as a stab in his leg, and he couldn't stand the pain, and he was angry.
After calling for so long, no one has reached out to help, it's simply: the world is declining.
"I, I promise, will not be casual and slanderous.
It was a young man who hit me, I recognized, with a white face and a thin man.
I won't wronged a good person.
Quickly help me make a phone call 120" Lao Zuo intermittently asked for help from onlookers.
Some parties expressed their attitude, and some onlookers still couldn't bear it and were ready to call 120 and 110.
"Hey, isn't this Lao Zuo?"
There are new visitors joining, but I didn't expect it to be an acquaintance who recognized Lao Zuo.
Lao Zuo seemed to see a savior, and shouted: "Lao Lin, hurry, help me." ” The acquaintance was also an old man, and he turned around and shouted: "Come on, something happened to Lao Zuo."
He beckoned the strong man next to him to take the handlebar and move the bike away.
Only when acquaintances come out do others dare to lend a hand.
Lao Zuo sat on the ground and shook his hand: "Don't move, don't move, your leg is broken." ” Hurry up if you have knowledge: "Don't move around, be careful of causing secondary damage."
Let's wait for the doctor to come over. ” 120 came first and pulled Lao Zuo into the ambulance.
An acquaintance has already called Lao Zuo's son Xiao Zuo.
Xiao Zuo hurried to the hospital to visit.
The old man's left leg was misaligned and his waist was sprained.
It's all because of old age, and the bones in the body can't withstand the impact.
Surgery is necessary, but surgery is risky and does not guarantee a complete recovery.
Xiao Zuo signed and contacted 110 again, and had to find the injured person to compensate for the medical expenses.
However, the results did not turn out as expected.
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The location of the scene is not a lively fork, it is relatively quiet, and no monitoring probes are installed.
So I can't shoot who hit and injured Lao Zuo.
And the confessions of the onlookers were also bland, and they couldn't tell the other party's facial features.
Xiao Zuo did not give up, and asked to adjust the probe around the accident section, and finally saw the same bicycle flashing at the intersection, and then turned and rushed to the side road of the community wall.
However, the bicycle did not have a license plate, and the capture was not particularly clear, so for a long time, there was no way to find the victim.
Lao Zuo was injured in an accident, and it spread in a small area.
However, Luo Bo and Mao Xiaoyu already knew.
At night, after coaxing Xiaofang to sleep, Mao Xiaoyu and Luo Bo watched the stars and admired the moon on the terrace of the inn, and asked by the way: "Boss, is this an evil retribution?"
” "It doesn't count."
Luo Bo smoked a cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke ring, and calmly: "It's a small injury, it's not life-threatening, it's not a bad retribution." ” Mao Xiaoyu raised his head and looked at the moon, and clasped his palms together: "I hope that I will spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair if I don't repair my old age."
God, don't let him go.
The bastard who attacked the little girl definitely can't end well. ” Luo Bo laughed: "Do you still believe in God?
” Turning his gaze back, Mao Xiaoyu took it for granted: "Believe."
Why not?
Didn't you say that the reason why you have achieved positive results is because of the little fairy?
There is a world of immortals and demons, isn't it normal for God to open his eyes?
” "Well, there's some truth to what you say."
Luo Bo flicked his cigarette and smiled: "However, your request can't reach the heavens." ” Mao Xiaoyu wilted, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Boss, I beg you, okay?"
” "Please?
Well, let's start begging.
Luo Bo put on a serious posture, waiting for her to beg.
Mao Xiaoyu rushed forward, his eyes fluttered, his expression was also very modest, and he smiled sincerely: "Boss, you also hate the old immortal, right?"
” "Hmm."
"Especially Xiao Fang is staying with us for the time being, then, for Xiao Fang's sake, you have to punish that old bastard surnamed Zuo."
Luo Bo spat out the smoke ring: "I must have to do it?"
” "Yes.
It should be regarded as an outlet for Xiaofang. ” "Xiao Fang's evil anger must not come out by herself?"
Mao Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and immediately shook his head: "That's not good."
She's still too young.
When she's older, it's not too late to vent.
Before that, you have to show the old bastard a little color, lest he stretch out his claws and harm other people's children. ” "That's right."
Luo Bo agreed.
Mao Xiaoyu was overjoyed, her voice changed, and she was careful: "That boss, when will you make a move?"
What kind of lesson should be taught to him?
” Luo Bo seemed to be confident, took a cigarette, and smiled evilly: "How about giving him a medical accident?"
” "Good way.
And he's in the hospital now, so it's better to get the right medicine.
Boss, you've been thinking about this for a long time, haven't you?
” Luo Bo didn't deny or admit it, he only spit out the smoke ring, and looked at the sky with emotion: "Fortunately, fortunately, I don't have to be robbed by thunder, and I don't plan to rank in the immortal spot, otherwise I ......."
"What else would have happened?"
Mao Xiaoyu asked curiously.
Luo Bo extinguished his cigarette and said: "Otherwise, I will be ruthless to ordinary humans behind my back again and again, and I will be deprived of the qualification to ascend to immortal a long time ago." ” Mao Xiaoyu smiled: "The boss has a common heart, and in the eyes of our good people, he has long been like a fairy."
Long live the owner. ” "Really?
Hahaha.
Luo Bo was very useful for this touting.
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Therefore, next he went to make some small moves to make it bad, and he was quite at ease and without pressure.