Douluo: You call this a toy

Hearing the footsteps, Yang Fan stopped outside the door, looked back, and saw his mother running towards him in a hurry, shouting: "Don't catch my son."

Yang Fan smiled bitterly, "Mom, what are you doing?"

One of the police officers said quickly: "Don't worry, your son assisted the police in catching the murderer. We are just briefly understanding the situation."

"Really, really?"

Qi Yingmei was dubious.

"I can guarantee that your son will be fine."

It wasn't until Zhuang Han said the same thing that Qi Yingmei felt relieved and turned back to the ward.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, the two police officers asked Yang Fan several questions in the corridor, such as why Niu Jinbiao beat people?Whoever broke his arm, Yang Fan told the story from beginning to end about his brother Niu Jinsheng's obstruction of road construction and the beating.

"That kind of village bully must be severely punished!"

Zhuang Han said from the side.

"Yes, once the investigation is clear, there will be no mercy."

Afterwards, they asked Qi Yingmei some details about the beating. The two said hello to Zhuang Han, entered the elevator and left.

Instead, Yang Fan was a little worried, worried that the police would pursue him for hurting someone.

Perhaps sensing his thoughts, Zhuang Han patted his shoulder and said, "Those two brothers are in your hands. I still have something to do."

Yang Fan originally wanted to invite him to have a meal with him, but because he felt uneasy, he didn't say anything until he walked far away. When he returned to the ward, his mother was sitting on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.

Seeing her son come back, Qi Yingmei moved her eyes and asked with worry: "Will the police pursue you for beating someone?"

"No, I helped the police solve the case. Maybe they will praise me."

"I'm fine. Go tell the doctor that I want to be discharged."

Yang Fan thought for a moment and said: "Tomorrow, I'll ask Er Zhu to pick him up tomorrow afternoon."

Qi Yingmei remained silent and lay on the bed, thinking of those people and feeling frightened. If Zhuang Han hadn't arrived in time, she would not have been able to avoid being beaten. It turned out to be a murderer, no wonder he was so vicious.

Yang Fan went outside and bought two portions of noodles, steamed mutton and sesame cakes, and brought them back to the ward. He didn't dare to eat outside, for fear that Niu Jinbiao's people would retaliate.

In the afternoon, Tang Boxue came to change Qi Yingmei's dressing in person, while Yang Fan fell asleep.

This old man was more ferocious than the God of Death. Tang Boxue really didn't dare to fight with him anymore. He took off the gauze very carefully. When he used an iodophor cotton ball to wipe away the blood near the wound, he looked stunned and the wound was obviously healed. He thought to himself How come it heals so quickly? It only took two days.

When thinking about Yang Fan's medical skills, it is not surprising.

He said to Qi Yingmei: "Your wound has healed. Let's do a head CT scan tomorrow. If there is no problem, you can be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon."

Qi Yingmei nodded. She found that Deputy Director Tang was a completely different person. His attitude was complimentary, he treated her with humility, and he wished he could call her his mother.

"I'm in the office. If you need anything, you can go to me directly, or you can ask the nurse to call me. Also, your wound hasn't fully healed yet. You must pay attention to your diet and avoid spicy food..."

He turned to look at Yang Fan and said: "The indoor temperature is low, remember to cover Dr. Yang with a sheet or something, otherwise, he will catch a cold easily."

With that said, she picked up a quilt from Qi Yingmei's side and put it on Yang Fan herself.

"Auntie, I'm leaving first. Remember to call me if you need anything."

Until Tang Boxue exited the room and gently closed the door, Qi Yingmei still didn't understand what was going on.

"It's a good realization."

Yang Fan sat up. In fact, he woke up when Tang Boxue came in. He didn't expect that he would change.

"Mom, have you seen it? People can't be too kind. If I were still the same Yang Fan who allowed others to bully me, you can imagine how today will end."

Qi Yingmei nodded slightly. Her son was right, but he couldn't be too harsh.

Qi Yingmei had no intention of being hospitalized. Yang Fan went through the discharge procedures for her the next morning. When she returned home at noon, many people from the village came to visit with eggs and gifts.

Yang Fan's house became lively. Little Bald was ordered by Yang Fan to hide in the vegetable garden and dare not see anyone. Little Wolf ran around without barking.

At dusk, Yang Fan took Xiaobald to the fields. The dried aconite from the No. [-] planting base had been put into bags and piled up in the house. The land was freed up. He planned to leave it alone after dark. Just plant it.

At the No. [-] planting base, workers were sweating profusely while building a wall when Erzhu came over.

"How long will it take to cover it?"

Because after the cover is built, aconite greens need to be planted. If it takes a long time, Yang Fan can't wait, so he will return to Nanzhou first.

"At least ten days."

Sun Erzhu responded.

"Please discuss with the foreman whether you can find a few more people. Ten or so people are too few. Find at least thirty people to ensure the quality of the project and complete it within seven days."

"Okay, let me ask."

"Well, tell them money is not an issue and it will all be settled on the day of completion!"

The day before yesterday, Yang Fan transferred [-] yuan to Erzhu, and immediately transferred another [-] yuan. He knew very well that prices were rising rapidly, and only building materials cost a lot of money.

After explaining the second pillar, Yang Fan set his sights on the deep ditch between the No. 30 planting base and the No. 50 planting base. It is about [-] meters wide, [-] to [-] meters long, and [-] to [-] meters deep. It is uneven and covered with wild flowers and weeds. .

He was wondering if he could do something sandwiched between two planting bases?Sun Qiaoyu raises leeches, and a fish pond can be built here. I will say hello to Guihua Sister-in-law some other time, and wait until there is a good project.

Once he had this idea, it took root in his mind. He took out his mobile phone and took a few photos. He immediately sent them to Liu Xueru and asked her what she thought.

After dark, there was no one in the field, and Er Zhu also went back to eat. Yang Fan started to work, carrying a bag, and scattered Aconitum seeds into the ground. When Er Zhu arrived, they were all planted.

The two brothers chatted for a while, and Yang Fan took Xiaotu home.

A few days later, another crop of Aconitum was harvested. Yang Fan calculated the time and found that it only took five days, and the stems and leaves of Aconitum were larger than before. The experiment was successful. Yang Fan was very excited and joined the family. The rest were left to dry in the village committee compound.

At noon that day, Yang Fan braved the scorching heat to spread aconite seeds in the greenhouse. Halfway through the planting, he felt something was wrong. A dark wind blew in the greenhouse. This was something that had never happened before, and he immediately became vigilant.

The sinister wind circled around him several times and refused to leave.

Yang Fan swallowed hard and remembered that the old man in the village had said that some people had seen ghosts on graves, and some people had been teased by little ghosts while breaking corn in the fields. The most impressive thing said by Mr. Hammer was that before, he started He was plowing the fields at night with a handheld tractor. Suddenly it stopped moving. There was something blocking the front, and he saw a shadow. The tractor finally stalled. He was so frightened that he ran away from the village. From then on, he never dared to work at night again. .

Could it be that I encountered a ghost?Yang Fan alertly turned on the see-through function and looked in the direction of the wind. His eyes widened. He threw away the bag in his hand and ran out of the greenhouse.