Courtyard House: In this life, I have a new home!

Secretary Zhang cursed out loud. Two lives lost in just two days?

"Quickly, take me to see it."

Li Weidong took off running into the workshop.

A worker in his thirties was lying on the workshop floor, clutching his neck, unable to breathe, with blood foam coming out of his mouth.

"Quick, to the operating room!"

Li Weidong shouted at the top of his lungs, "Don't delay!"

Before he finished speaking, he turned and ran wildly toward the infirmary.

"Someone come here, lend a hand, get him to the infirmary!"

Factory Director Yang also shouted out.

Several workers quickly lifted the injured man and ran towards the infirmary.

Li Weidong had already rushed to the door of the infirmary: "Old Lin, Old Huang, prepare for surgery immediately, disinfect! You'll be my assistants later."

There were no surgical gowns available at the moment, so we could only change into clean white coats, wear our caps properly, wash our hands thoroughly, and wipe them with alcohol.

The three men, along with three nurses, were working non-stop. Just as they were all ready, the wounded soldier arrived.

Old Lin and Old Huang carried the person into the operating room, and Li Weidong already had the needle in his hand.

Factory Director Yang, Deputy Factory Director Li, and Secretary Zhang stood outside the tightly closed operating room, their faces increasingly grim.

They just lost a worker yesterday. If something goes wrong today, all three of them will probably lose their jobs.

The commotion outside was quite loud, so Lin Yurou took Xiaoxi's hand and came out with He Yushui.

"Where did my brother go?"

Xiao Xi tilted her head and blinked as she looked at Lin Yurou.

Lin Yurou quickly squatted down to comfort her, "Brother is alright, he's saving people."

Xiaoxi saw clearly the scene of Li Weidong rushing into the operating room.

"Saving someone? Brother, you're a great hero!"

Xiao Xi immediately perked up, her eyes sparkling.

"Yes, yes, let's go home and wait. Later, your brother will take you to buy a hair clip."

Lin Yurou pulled Xiaoxi and turned to walk back.

About an hour later, the operating room door finally opened. Li Weidong walked out, looking relaxed.

Secretary Zhang and Factory Director Yang, seeing his expression, finally felt relieved.

"Section Chief Li, how are the wounded?"

Factory Director Yang rushed forward, his voice filled with urgency.

There weren't many people waiting at the entrance, just Secretary Zhang, the two factory directors, and Director Zhou.

"It's nothing serious, just some bloody froth got into his lungs. He'll have to stay in the hospital for two or three days."

Li Weidong smiled and said, "Get an IV drip to prevent infection."

"He can go back to work after a month of rest. Let's take him to the hospital now."

Those present finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Weidong turned to the nurse and told her that someone needed to stay on night shifts for the next three days, and that those on night shifts could go home and rest now.

Workshop foreman Zhou sighed, "That kid Jia Dongxu died too young. If the accident had happened today, he might not have died."

"This kind of accident has happened for two days in a row. Is there something wrong with this batch of knives?"

Li Weidong mentioned, "Quickly check this batch of knives, otherwise..."

"Yes, yes, stop processing this batch of knives for now."

Factory Director Yang hurriedly shouted, "We can't afford any more trouble!"

"I'll go right now, I'll go right now!"

Secretary Zhang left in a hurry.

As Li Weidong took off his white coat, he said to Director Yang, "Director Yang, I just had surgery and I'm exhausted. I want to go home as soon as possible."

"That's right, that's right. You must be exhausted from handling such a big surgery all by yourself."

Factory Director Yang nodded, "Then you should go back and rest."

In Li Weidong's view, this was just a minor surgery. The patient looked in danger, but as long as the wound was stitched up, there would be no problem.

He led Lin Yurou, He Yushui, and Xiao Xi out of the factory gate, hailed a rickshaw, let Lin Yurou and He Yushui get on first, and rode his bicycle behind with Xiao Xi.

They arrived at the department store shortly after. When Lin Yurou got out of the car, she saw Li Weidong give the driver a dime, and her brows furrowed with heartache.

A Phoenix brand women's bicycle costs 186 yuan in addition to the ticket, which is more than 20 yuan more expensive than a men's 28-inch bicycle.

"Dong-ge, thank you."

He Yushui wiped away her tears.

"Don't thank me, you're my sister too."

Li Weidong smiled and ruffled her hair. "You've always treated me like your own brother since we were little."

He Yushui pushed the cart, a shy smile on her face. Lin Yurou saw this and felt a strange tightness in her heart.

Just now, Li Weidong took another watch ticket and bought a Plum Blossom watch, which cost exactly 210 yuan.

Titoni watches from that era were imported goods, costing two hundred yuan. If properly maintained until 2000, their price would be enormous.

In Li Weidong's view, buying this watch is an investment.

Of the four hundred yuan prize money, only four yuan remained. He bought Xiaoxi a one-yuan hair clip, about twenty in total, enough for Xiaoxi to wear all over her head.

Li Weidong simply took all the hair clips he could find at the stall, since they were all priced at one yuan.

With the remaining three yuan, I got a stamp on the bicycle and received a small blue booklet, which I obtained from the nearby police station.

"It's already four o'clock, let's buy some groceries and go home. It's unbearably hot today."

Li Weidong said.

Li Weidong parked his bicycle at the entrance of the market and said to Xiao Xi, "You three stay here at the entrance; it smells bad inside."

Xiao Xi, sitting on the back seat of the car, swung her legs and said, "Brother, hurry up and come out!"

Li Weidong picked up a cloth bag, turned around, and went into the market. He came out shortly after, his bag bulging.

The bag contained a slaughtered goose.

Lin Yurou smiled when she saw him: "Brother Dong, you're so fast! What did you buy?"

"I came across an old man selling slaughtered geese, and I bought them right away."

Li Weidong grinned, "Tonight we'll have stewed goose in an iron pot."

He Yushui pushed her new bicycle over and said, "Sister Rou, I'll take you back."

Lin Yurou rolled her eyes at her: "You've only just learned it, I don't want to fall into the ditch with you."

After saying that, she sat steadily in the back seat of Li Weidong's car.

He Yushui rolled her eyes. She knew perfectly well that Lin Yurou wasn't afraid of falling; she clearly wanted to ride in Dong Ge's car.

At first, Lin Yurou only dared to lightly grasp the hem of Li Weidong's clothes. Meanwhile, Xiao Xi was chattering incessantly, and Lin Yurou's joy was overflowing, almost impossible to hide in her eyes.

The car went over a pothole, and Lin Yurou lost her balance and instinctively grabbed Li Weidong's waist.

Li Weidong felt a tightening around his waist, and two soft, fleshy mounds pressed against his back. The sensation was quite something.

Lin Yurou only realized what was happening when she hugged his waist, and her face flushed instantly. She wanted to pull her hand back, but after biting her lip and hesitating for two seconds, she didn't let go and just kept hugging him.

Li Weidong didn't say anything, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief. If he had said anything, she would have been mortified.

It was almost five o'clock when they arrived at the entrance of No. 86 Nanluoguxiang. Lin Yurou quickly jumped out of the car.

She had been holding onto Li Weidong's waist the whole way, and could feel his hard muscles and smell his wonderful masculine scent. Her heart was fluttering.

After getting out of the car, she lowered her head, her face burning red, and pushed the car into the yard in a daze.

As soon as Li Weidong entered the courtyard, he saw Yan Bugui watering flowers by the screen door.

Yan Bugui's eyes lit up when he saw him: "Weidong's back? Hey, you're a real miracle doctor! You managed to snatch someone back from the jaws of death!"

He was calculating in his mind. He had originally thought that Li Weidong was too young, and even if he had studied medicine, he wouldn't have a solid foundation and would be a long way from becoming a doctor.

Who would have thought that they could pull someone back from the ** Palace with just one move?

If I ever have a headache or fever in the future, it's much more reassuring to see Li Weidong than go to the hospital. We live in the same compound; he can't possibly still charge me, can he?

He Yushui pushed the brand-new women's Phoenix bicycle into the yard. Yan Bugui's eyes almost popped out of his head. He rushed over and blocked her way.

"Rain, where did you get this car?"

He stared wide-eyed and pressed for an answer.

"I bought it, of course. How could I steal it? I would never do something like that."

He Yushui pouted, "Dong-ge bought it for me."

Yan Bugui rolled his eyes, speechless: "You He family members are all so sharp-tongued! Why are you, a little girl, trying to imitate Sha Zhu?"

"Rain, come in quickly! Today I'll teach you how to make braised goose in an iron pot!"

Li Weidong shouted from the side of the hanging flower gate.

"Here you are!"

He Yushui responded crisply and pushed the cart inside.

Lin Yurou's complexion finally calmed down, though her cheeks still had a faint blush.

Li Weidong glanced around the courtyard; traces of a funeral still lingered in the central courtyard. White paper was pasted on the Jia family's gate, and Qin Huairu's low sobs could be heard from inside.

Sha Zhu, shirtless and wearing only shorts, was cooking by the door. Yi Zhonghai squatted on the corridor railing, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his gaze gloomy.

As Li Weidong approached, a fierce glint flashed in Yi Zhonghai's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

Unfortunately, Li Weidong had sharp mental abilities and saw the fleeting fierce glint in his eyes clearly.

The two were about three meters apart. Li Weidong had an idea and thought about using his telekinetic power to teach this old man a lesson.

Yi Zhonghai sat on the railing with his feet dangling in the air, maintaining his balance. If he wasn't careful, he could easily fall off.

"Weidong, the whole factory has heard about how you saved Zhang Laoba today."

Yi Zhonghai spoke up first, "It's truly remarkable that you were able to snatch people back from over there."

Li Weidong stopped in his tracks: "Yi Zhonghai, just say what you mean, stop beating around the bush. You don't need to come over here and try to get close to me just to say a few words, do you?"

"Tsk, I was just sighing."

Yi Zhonghai shook his head dismissively, "If you had gone to work yesterday, Dongxu might not have died."

Before the words were even finished, Jia Zhangshi darted out from the Jia family's doorway. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked like a mother wolf whose den had been raided.

"Pah!"

Li Weidong spat on the ground, "What the hell does Yi Zhonghai mean? Are you trying to pin this on me? What does whether I go to work or not have to do with whether Jia Dongxu lives or dies? So I'm responsible for whether he lives or dies?"

"Do you think I don't know your little schemes? Do I owe the Jia family something? Why would I go to rescue him in the middle of the night?"

"Do you think I'm some kind of fortune teller who knew he was going to get into trouble? Or did you, Yi Zhonghai, already know he was going to be in trouble?"

Yi Zhonghai was so frightened by the scolding that he felt uneasy, and the panic in his eyes was impossible to hide, which Li Weidong saw clearly.

"I really didn't mean that, I just felt that things are unpredictable. It just so happens that you were on duty when the accident happened."

Yi Zhonghai threw out a sarcastic remark.