Old Deng awakens: He starts by eliminating the yoga pants in the county town!

9:30 a.m.

A dilapidated light truck came to a steady stop on the side of the road opposite the county hospital.

Lin Dawei took out the car keys, opened the door, and got out of the car.

The hospital building was bustling with noise and filled with the mixed smells of disinfectant and sweat.

He strode up the crowded staircase toward the obstetrics and gynecology department on the third floor.

When they arrived at the triage desk on the third floor and asked, the nurse shook her head.

"Nurse Li went to the warehouse to take inventory of medical equipment and she's not here right now. You'll have to wait a while."

Lin Dawei nodded.

He still has that much patience when it comes to getting favors from others.

He walked to the corner of the corridor by the window, took out a Hongtashan cigarette, and put it in his mouth.

Smoking is prohibited in the hospital, so he would just put a cigarette in his mouth and take a couple of dry puffs, using the familiar smell of smoke to stay awake.

About ten minutes later.

Suddenly, a commotion came from the other end of the corridor. First, a mop bucket was slammed shut, followed by a man cursing.

Lin Dawei frowned, took the cigarette out of his mouth, and turned his head to look.

A tall man with a buzz cut and a faint blue dragon tattoo on his neck was standing in the middle of the aisle, cursing loudly at a cleaning lady.

The woman was quite old, and she was still holding a mop. He had obviously bumped into her head, and the bucket had tipped over to one side.

"Are you blind? Can't you even walk?!"

The tall man pointed at the aunt's nose, spitting everywhere.

"You've gotten my shoes all dirty. You think I won't make you lick the floor clean?"

The cleaning lady's face turned pale, her lips moved slightly, and she explained in a low voice.

"You were walking too fast; I just turned the corner..."

"You dare talk back?"

The tall man glared at her and took half a step forward, which frightened the aunt into lowering her head and not daring to say another word.

Behind him followed a scantily clad young woman, chewing gum and looking annoyed, as if she was used to this kind of scene.

People around saw it, but they just kept their distance and no one was willing to stand up for a cleaning lady.

The tall man cursed a few times, then, finding it pointless, he started walking towards the triage desk.

When they got to the front of the line, he didn't even look at the people in line and directly led the young woman to the very front.

A middle-aged man wearing glasses behind him couldn't hold back any longer.

The man was wearing a shirt and trousers, with a black briefcase tucked under his arm. He looked like someone from the government who was out on official business. The man's face immediately darkened.

"Comrade, everyone is queuing, how can you just cut in line?"

The tall man turned around, looked him up and down, and sneered.

"I'll just stick it in, so what?"

The bespectacled man clearly had a temper; he adjusted his glasses and, barely suppressing his anger, said:

"This is a hospital, not a place for you to run wild. Please go to the back."

"Should I go to the back?"

The tall man seemed to have heard a joke, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped the bespectacled man twice in the face.

It wasn't very heavy, but it was extremely humiliating.

"Who do you think you are, to presume to teach me how to do things?"

The bespectacled man's face flushed red instantly, and his chest heaved violently.

Everyone around was stunned.

He gritted his teeth, his voice hardening: "Don't go too far, I work for the city investment company."

The tall man didn't take it seriously at all and spat on the ground.

"What happened to the local government financing vehicle company?"

"Even if you're from the Public Security Bureau, you'd better get out of my way today!"

Upon hearing this, the bespectacled man's face flushed red and then turned pale, his fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly.

But when it came to actually making a move, he clearly didn't have the guts, and he was also afraid of making things worse. In the end, he could only take a half step back with a livid face and swallow his anger.

Seeing that he had backed down, the tall man's fierceness intensified. He snorted coldly, turned around, and slammed his hand on the triage desk to call out numbers.

"Where are they? Where have they all gone?!"

A group of patients' family members had already gathered around the triage desk to watch the commotion.

The young nurse hurriedly got up, her face still showing a hint of panic.

"Sir, please proceed in order. There are three other women ahead of you who have made appointments..."

"Stop giving me that nonsense!"

The tall man slammed his hand on the marble countertop.

"I've been waiting for almost an hour already, why should I keep waiting?"

"My wife is carrying a big, healthy boy. If anything happens to her, can you afford to compensate me?!"

The nurse's eyes reddened from his yelling, but she still forced herself to explain.

"You really can't cut in line, that's the rule..."

The tall man was clearly used to being a bully in the county town, and seeing that no one dared to mess with him, he became even more furious.

"Rules? I'm not going to follow those rules today!"

As he spoke, he reached over the triage desk, grabbed the nurse by the collar, and yanked her out.

The nurse screamed and was pulled forward, her chest slamming heavily against the edge of the table.

The patients' family members around them all instinctively stepped back.

These days, nobody wants to mess with a street thug who looks like he's not to be trifled with.

Seeing that the tall man was still not satisfied, he raised his hand to slap the nurse in the face.

Lin Dawei strode over.

He grabbed the tall man's raised wrist.

That's enough.

Lin Dawei's voice was deep and rough, with the characteristic gravitas of a grown man.

"This is a hospital. What kind of man is it to bully a young girl?"

The tall man with the crew cut was just looking for an outlet for his anger.

He turned his head and glanced at Lin Dawei's faded old work clothes, then forcefully pulled his arm.

Lin Dawei's hand clenched tightly like a vise, and he couldn't pull it away.

This made the tall man feel embarrassed.

Who the hell do you think you are?

The tall man cursed angrily, abandoned the nurse, and shoved Lin Dawei's chest with his other hand.

This thrust is extremely strong.

Lin Dawei was pushed back half a step by the force, and his back hit the waiting chair next to him.

Seeing that he had the upper hand, the tall man pounced on the enemy with red eyes.

The two immediately started wrestling in the corridor.

"Damn it, why are you meddling in my business!"

The tall man, relying on his physique, tried to forcefully knock Lin Dawei to the ground.

Although Lin Dawei is not good at fighting, he is at heart a low-level driver who has been loading and unloading goods for many years.

He has no special moves, relying solely on his brute strength.

He suddenly gripped the ground with both feet and clung tightly to the tall man's collar.

The two were evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand instantly. Their muscles were tense, their faces turning red from the effort, as they stubbornly stood head-on in front of the triage desk.

The soles of the shoes made a screeching sound as they rubbed against the self-leveling floor.

The standoff lasted for about ten seconds.

Lin Dawei was provoked.

He seized the opportunity and, taking advantage of the force of the tall man pushing forward, suddenly dodged.

Use your waist to generate power.

His waist and shoulder strength, which he usually used to carry dozens of kilograms of goods, suddenly burst forth. He took the opportunity to pull the tall man's shoulder and trip him with his right foot.

boom!

The tall man lost his balance and fell heavily to the side.

Without any hesitation, Lin Dawei pounced on him.

He pressed his knee firmly against the tall man's chest, while holding down the man's neck with one hand.

The tall man struggled violently, tearing a large hole in Lin Dawei's work clothes short-sleeved shirt, but his groin was pinned down by his knee, and he couldn't get up for a while.

Lin Dawei was breathing heavily.

He punched the tall man in the face.

"Try moving again, you son of a bitch!"

Lin Dawei was covered in sweat, his eyes were bloodshot, and his knee was pressed tightly against the other person's chest, his whole body tense to the extreme.