Chapter 158 Loyalty Body Trauma Center

Chapter 158 Loyalty Body Trauma Center

Chapter 158 Loyalty Body Trauma Center

"Congratulations, Hao."

Yin Zhaotang was sitting in the car. When he saw Ah Hao coming back shirtless, he reached out and high-fived him.

"It's done!"

Ah Hao's left face was swollen and there was blood in his mouth. He held the boss's hand and got into the car.

His eyes were shining and his aura was fierce, like a tiger.

Zuo Shou, King and the others are happy for him, and the three of them will be working in Jordan next month.

The more famous the Red Stick is, the smoother the business will be.

Yin Zhaotang instructed Niu Qiang who was driving, "Send Ah Hao to Zhongyi Trauma Clinic."

"Yes, sir."

Niu Qiang replied.

Jiang Hao was lying on his seat, his face swollen like a pig's head and his temper was still very stubborn.

"Boss, it's too late. No need to rush to the massage parlor. Go back home and apply some ice. It's better to go to bed early."

The left hand was merciless and pierced his soft feelings: "Brother Hao promised Jiahui to watch Alice in Wonderland with him in the evening, and he didn't want to break the promise."

Zhuang Xiong frowned: "What Liz?"

"Wai Ruisi."

"A ghost's dream journey?"

Zhuang Xiong was proud of his knowledge, but he was also confused. He turned his head and gave a thumbs up, saying, "Ah Hao, you took your sister to watch a horror movie in the middle of the night? Really, you have personality."

Jiang Hao opened his mouth to explain, but the pain from the wound made him grimace again.

Left hand, Niu Qiang laughed out loud.

Earlier this month, the sea view mansion that Da Lao Tang bought on Chatham South Road in Tsim Sha Tsui East has been renovated. It has three bedrooms, a study, a guest room and a living room, a cloakroom and a nanny room.

The area is 3,000 square feet, over 250 square meters, with a 10-meter-long balcony facing the Wan Chai Typhoon Shelter.

More than 600,000 yuan was spent on the renovation.

The sofa furniture is only imported and hand-made by master craftsmen, and none of them are purchased from shopping malls.

Household appliances are fully modern.

There are Panasonic refrigerators, Sony's JVC home video recorders, American Bose audio and Philips televisions.

In the 1980s, if you were rich enough, you could already afford the life you would have after the millennium.

If you think it's not smart enough, hiring a few servants home is cheaper than buying high-end appliances.

Rong Jiahui has a childish personality. If she has TV, she must watch as much as she can. She doesn't like what the TV stations show and even buys American cassettes to play back.

Ah Le, Zuo Shou and Dan Tart are the ones who would rather drink or get a massage than watch TV, but Jiang Hao enjoys watching cartoons on the sofa after practicing boxing every day, opening a bottle of Coke.

After watching all the video cassettes at home, Jiang Hao would rent a new one every week and watch it with his sister on weekends.

Yin Zhaotang took out a cassette from a plastic bag in the car and said, "This is the tape, right? I'll watch it with my sister tonight."

"What time is it? Why don't you tell the kids to go to bed?"

Zhuang Xiong was very puzzled.

Zuo Shou smiled and said, "Don't worry, we have to watch the video every weekend. A Mei will sleep a little longer in the afternoon and make sure she can wait until Brother Hao and the boss come home."

Niu Qiang drove the car to an alley on Hart Road and came to an old shop blocked by wooden boards. He knocked on the door with his fists, making a rattling sound.

Uncle Bin, the master of the bone-setting clinic, turned on the light, put on his cloth shoes, came to the door and asked, "Who is knocking at the door?"

Niu Qiang recited the society's poem for medicine and said aloud: "The loyal and righteous man's surname is Hong, and he fights with his brother Guan Gong every morning; the kind and righteous Master Guan is Hua Tuo, who scrapes bones to heal wounds."

"Niu Qiang, a disciple of Mong Kok Hall, is seeking medical treatment late at night. Please trouble the doctor."

Uncle Bin took down two door panels and saw Jiang Hao, Yin Zhaotang and others standing outside the door. He gradually woke up from sleepiness and said with a smile, "It turns out that it is Shuanghua Honggun in person. Brothers, please come in."

Yin Zhaotang nodded: "Thank you, doctor."

Holding Jiang Hao with his left hand, he sat down. Uncle Bin felt Jiang Hao's bones and muscles and found no other external injuries. He took out the needle box and said in a relaxed tone, "It's just a minor flesh wound. Drain the dirty blood from the wound, apply an anti-inflammatory and analgesic medicine pack, and let him rest for ten days to half a month."

"If you have time, you can make some chicken soup every day, and your skin and flesh will heal faster. But as the old saying goes, it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone, so your jawbone must be cracked."

"It's best to avoid physical violence during this period. If you get injured in the same spot again, there's a risk of breaking bones."

Uncle Bin held a thin silver needle in his hand, gave the acupuncture and gave medical instructions.

Yin Zhaotang listened for a while, nodded frequently, and took it to heart. He picked up the mobile phone, walked aside and called Grandpa.

Sha Tou Zai picked up the phone and said, "Brother Tang, Grandpa has gone to bed. Is there anything urgent?"

Yin Zhaotang said, "Brother Shatou, it's nothing serious, but remember to tell Grandpa when he wakes up tomorrow morning. He Qunle is wearing red shoes to buy my goods, and the first drink will become a farewell drink."

"Jiang Hao has already killed Jiu Wenlong. Take as much of Qun Le's territory as you can."

Sha Tou Zai was sitting at the round table in the living room on the first floor of Grandpa's house, making tea. Hearing this, he even paused for a moment before saying, "I understand."

Yin Zhaotang smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Shatou."

Jiu Wenlong took great pains to send him a big gift, so he must accept it.

It is only natural for Lao Zhong to take over these territories, but how much he can get back depends on Grandpa's methods.

Zhu Rouming, Datian, and Afeng are not fools. They have brothers under them and can hold out for a while if they fight on their own. But to survive in the underworld, you need more people, more money, and more power.

He Qun Le closed down two of its branches and its business has collapsed.

Yin Zhaotang took out his wallet, took out five red bills, put them on the table and said, "Doctor, please keep the consultation fee."

When Uncle Bin saw the five hundred Hong Kong dollars, his face lit up with joy, his hands became more steady, and he said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Tang."

He knew the name of Shenxiantang, and if Dashuigou was willing to pay a few more tickets, there was no need for him to be embarrassed.

This bone-setting clinic can be traced back to more than 40 years ago. At that time, every big boss would invite a master to open a bone-setting clinic to save the cost of medicine for going out for medical treatment.

When the brothers got injured in a fight, they would feel more at ease if they were sent to their own trauma clinic. But later, with the development of the economy, Western medicine hospitals became popular, and some minor injuries and illnesses could be easily treated.

Traditional Chinese medicine clinics with good skills have developed bone setting, moxibustion, acupuncture and other businesses, and their income has also increased rapidly. Small-scale clinics have fewer and fewer opportunities to open a clinic, and there are not many patients sent to the masters.

Later, the small business could no longer afford to run a bonesetter's clinic, so the uncles set up their own clinics. Occasionally, they would take the pulses and correct the bones of the uncles in the society to do them a favor.

Only the big ones have their own signboards. The masters in the clinic are always on call for help, no matter whether it is a big illness or a small one. They live in the clinic all day and will also accept help from Hongmen brothers from other places.

Uncle Bin was an apprentice in Zhongyitang Massage Clinic when he was young, but unfortunately the clinic closed down later. Years ago, Uncle Mao felt that the club’s business had grown and the brothers had become more active.

When brothers often got injured, they found Uncle Bin again, hung up the old sign, and reopened the Zhongyitang Bones and Trauma Clinic.

This bone-setting clinic has a back room, which is a fully equipped operating room. If a brother is seriously injured, he can ask a flying knife doctor to perform surgery. Although Zhongyitang is still far from its goal of having a private hospital, just a bone-setting clinic has improved the medical conditions of the brothers several times.

Yin Zhaotang accompanied Ah Hao to apply the medicine pack and took a car back to the sea view mansion on Chatham South Road in Tsim Sha Tsui East. It was already two o'clock in the morning when they opened the door.

Seeing that Rong Jiahui had fallen asleep on the sofa in the living room, she made a hushing gesture to Ah Hao, and the two of them quietly walked around the cupboard and returned to the room to wash up.

After a while, Yin Zhaotang came out and carried her back to the room, then went to the living room, opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of juice.

He inserted the cassette into the VCR and sat on the sofa to watch cartoons by himself. The beauty of the 1980s was original, and the movie was also original soundtrack.

(End of this chapter)