Chapter 124 125 Retribution Comes Too Soon?

Zhang Guisheng looked at his father's disappointed eyes with some shame and annoyance, and shouted angrily: "Ask me, who will I ask?" After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

Zhang Guisheng kept running, trying to get rid of Zhang Defa's disappointed eyes. As soon as he ran out of the alleyway of Confucius Temple, he turned around with a blank look on his face and stared blankly at a mule cart speeding towards him. Zhang Guisheng was knocked to the ground. The wheel ran over his feet, and only a "click" was heard. After Zhang Guisheng screamed "Ah", he fainted.

Zhang Defa caught up from behind and looked at Zhang Guisheng who was lying on the ground. He was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing. He rushed forward in a heartbroken state, hugging Zhang Guisheng and crying, "Guisheng, Guisheng, my son! What's wrong with you?" .”

Zhang Guisheng was still unconscious, and the coachman realized what he was doing. He quickly got out of the car and carried Zhang Guisheng into the car. He took the father and son to the hospital. "Doctor, show my son quickly," Zhang Defa cried and carried Zhang Guisheng with the coachman. Enter the medical clinic.

The doctor shouted to the two of them: "Carry it into the inner hall and put it on the bed."

"Doctor, please see why my son is unconscious?" Zhang Defa said with a sad face.

The two men carried Zhang Guisheng into the inner hall and placed him on the bed. The doctor touched Zhang Guisheng's head. "The head was not injured," and then began to carefully examine other parts.

Seeing that Zhang Defa was concentrating on the doctor examining Zhang Guisheng, the driver slipped away quietly.

Zhang Defa watched nervously as the doctor examined Zhang Guisheng's injuries while he was lying on the bed. He kept regretting in his heart, why didn't I wait until I got home before asking, what should I do now? How come the bad luck never ends?

After the doctor took a look at Zhang Guisheng, he said to Zhang Defa: "My son is otherwise fine, except that the calf bone in his left foot is broken. Even after treatment, he will still have trouble walking."

Zhang Defa pulled the doctor and said, "Doctor, what does it mean to have difficulty walking? My son is a scholar and has to take the imperial examination."

The doctor looked at Zhang Defa's slightly crazy look and sighed, "After your son recovers, his legs are also lame. Don't even think about the imperial examination!"

"What to do? What to do?" Zhang Defa muttered and collapsed on the ground, looking at Zhang Guisheng who was unconscious on the bed.

The doctor shook his head and went to write the prescription and handed it to Zhang Defa, "My husband, please go to the front hall and pay for the medicine first, so that I can apply it to my son."

"Let the driver pay. It was he who injured my son. My son is a scholar who is going to be promoted to an official. I want him to accompany me." Zhang Defa roared and got up from the ground, looking around for the driver. "Where is the man?" ? Damn that bitch, pay for it to my son."

The doctor looked at him and kept shaking his head. Zhang Defa searched everywhere in the hospital, and finally found the front hall. The shopkeeper stopped him, "Brother, the coachman who came with you has left long ago. He said... When he saw that you were injured, there was no one there to take care of you, so he kindly sent you and your son here. You'd better pay for the medicine first so that we can give it to your son."

After hearing this, Zhang Defa yelled, "Damn you bastard, he injured my son. Why didn't you stop him? Where can I find money to pay for the medicine now?"

When the shopkeeper heard Zhang Defa say that he had no money to pay for the medicine, he looked at Zhang Defa with a dark face and said, "I'm sorry if I don't have any money. Someone come and take his son out."

After hearing this, the waiter walked towards the inner hall. Zhang Defa quickly grabbed the waiter and begged the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, please do me a favor and let me go home and collect the money."

The shopkeeper sighed after hearing this, "Go back and collect the money! If you don't pay for the soup and medicine before dark, I have to carry him outside."

Zhang Defa kept nodding, "Okay, okay, I'll go back and collect the money." After saying that, he stumbled towards home.

Zhang Guisheng woke up and found himself lying on the bed. Just as he was about to get up, the medicine boy held him down and said, "You can't move. If you move again, you won't be able to leave."

Zhang Guisheng looked at the medicine boy in confusion, "What's wrong with me? Why am I lying here? Where is this?"

The medicine boy looked at Zhang Guisheng and said expressionlessly: "Your father sent you here. You were hit by a mule cart and your shin bone was broken. The driver who injured you ran away again. Your father went back to collect the money for the medicine."

"Broken calf bone?" Zhang Guisheng fell on the bed and looked at the medicine boy, "Is it serious? Can it still be cured?"

"Yes, I can walk with a cane from now on."

After hearing this, Zhang Guisheng roared: "No, I am a scholar, and my leg is lame. What is the use of studying?"

The medicine boy shook his head, turned and left.

Zhang Defa ran home with a pale face. Chen Zhaodi and Zhang Guixiang both looked at him excitedly, "Did you win? What's your rank?"

Zhang Defa squatted down, held his head and cried, "Guisheng's leg was broken by the driver, and he is unconscious in the hospital waiting to get money for medical treatment."

"Ah! What are you talking about? What happened to my dear student?" Chen Zhaodi shook Zhang Defa, "I don't believe it, you lied to me."

Zhang Guixiang stood there blankly, and Zhu Qiaoyu stood at the door and looked at Zhang Defa and his parents-in-law. Her heart felt happy, and she laughed unconsciously: "Ha, ha, you're lame! It's good to be lame! It's good to be lame!"

Zhang Guixiang looked at Zhu Qiaoyu and cursed at her, "Bitch, you can still laugh. You whore, bitch, my brother is lame, what good do you do?"

Zhu Qiaoyu looked at Zhang Guixiang with a sneer on her face, "If he's not lame, it won't do me any good. If he's lame, that's fine. If he's lame, that's fine. God is wise, and the retribution of you old Zhang family has come."

Chen Zhaodi looked at Zhu Qiaoyu, screamed like crazy and rushed over, grabbed Zhu Qiaoyu's hair, and started beating her, "I will beat you to death because I blame you. You are just a broom star. If you enter my house, my house will be gone." Live in peace."

Zhu Qiaoyu screamed and shouted: "It's my fault! It was obviously your Zhang family who cheated on me and harmed me, but now you're beating me up. You know that you don't repay your kindness and you want to harm the Li family. Retribution is coming!"

After Zhu Qiaoyu was caught and beaten several times, cold sweat broke out from her head. She was so scared that she reached out and grabbed Chen Zhaodi's hair and pushed her back hard. She lowered her head and hit her on the nose. Chen Zhaodi's eyes were so painful that Upon seeing this, Jin Xing and Zhang Guixiang rushed over to help, and the three of them got into a fight.

Zhang Defa watched several people huddled together, but did not persuade them to leave. He staggered into the house, opened Zhu Qiaoyu's box, found two pieces of jewelry on the bottom of the box, picked out two sets of clothes, and took them to the pawn shop to pawn. I paid four taels of silver and went to the medical clinic.

When the shopkeeper saw Zhang Defa coming, he said to him with a cold face: "If you don't come, I will have your son taken out."

Zhang De paid for the soup and medicine while trembling and trembling, "Shopkeeper, how is my son? Is he awake?"

The shopkeeper fiddled with his abacus, raised his head and glanced at him, "You're awake, lying there motionless, please give me some advice!"

Zhang Defa took the remaining three coins and went to the inner hall. He stood in front of the bed and looked at Zhang Guisheng, who had his eyes open and stared blankly at the roof. He sat in front of the bed with tears streaming down his face and comforted him: "Son, be well!" Recuperate and recover, then we can open a private school and live a good life."

Zhang Guisheng looked at the roof, tears streaming down his cheeks.

Zhang Defa looked at the frustrated Zhang Guisheng, and for some reason he remembered Zhu Qiaoyu's words. Did he really look at the people below? Is there really retribution? If so, why did it come so quickly?