"Xu Wenchang has offended the leaders of the central government. He has been down and out all his life. He has never won a single victory."

    "Oh, that''s too much," Wu Mian said later. "What I want to say is that Xu Wei committed suicide many times in a strange way, one of which was nailed in his head with an iron nail."

    “……”

    Taoist Lin was stunned.

    "Little martial uncle, do you think Xu Wei is ill? Iron nail... Brain..."

    "Well, there must be a disease. Geniuses are like this. You don''t understand." Wu Mian has put on black sheepskin gloves and sat in a chair with his hands on his chest.

    Chu Zhixi was worried that Wu Mian was possessed. She gently pulled Wu Mian''s arm.

    Wu Mian patted Chu Zhixi on the back of his hand and said with a smile, "don''t worry, I won''t."

    "Little martial uncle, what is man conquering nature? Does my father copy quotations?"

    "How can I know?" said Wu Mian coldly. "I''m not an immortal. How can I guess what your father thought."

    "In my eyes, you are an immortal." Taoist Lin has a thick face and says with a smile.

    Wu Mian shook his head and remained silent.

    Chu Zhixi and Taoist Lin looked at each other. Although they didn''t know what Wu Mian was thinking, no one dared to disturb him.

    I have crossed mountains and seas

    The mobile phone rang, breaking the tranquility of Houshan courtyard.

    Wu Mian frowned tightly, and even Taoist Lin could feel the anger in Wu Mian''s heart.

    But Wu Mian took a look at his mobile phone, which clearly marked the word "father". He could only take a deep breath and press all his breath back.

    "Dad."

    "Where are you when you don''t go to work?" Wu Zhongtai asked angrily.

    "Isn''t this a solution to your headache? I have to send Taoist Lin back. Otherwise, it''s boring to face forward instead of back."

    "There is an injured man. Come back and have a look!" Wu Zhongtai said directly.

    "The wounded?" Wu Mian thought about the reason, "mountain fire? How''s the situation?"

    "Put it out, little fire, it''s all right." Wu Zhongtai said. "A forest firefighter came down with a wrong face and couldn''t breathe. It didn''t look like a burn."

    "Go to the hospital."

    "I can''t call you, you little rabbit!"

    Wu Zhongtai immediately flew into a rage and scolded directly.

    For another person, Wu Mian must scold back. But it was his old man. Wu Mian could only bear it.

    "Dad, get down to business. What''s going on?"

    Wu Mian listened quietly and looked dignified gradually.

    "Look, don''t let people go!" Wu Mian said. "Intuitively, I think there''s a problem. Wait a minute, I''ll go back. By the way, how much water did he drink after he went down the mountain?"

    "Tell him not to drink or eat!"

    With that, Wu Mian hung up and stood up.

    "Let''s go."

    "Little martial uncle..."

    "Do you want to tell me to come and play often?" Wu Mian turned his head and looked cold.

    Taoist Lin was stunned and stopped talking at once. It can be seen that little martial uncle is on the edge of being grumpy and will explode at any time. Don''t touch the mold yourself.

    Chu Zhixi carefully drove along the mountain road. She didn''t relax until she went down the mountain.

    "Brother, what patient?"

    "It was said that a fireman had difficulty breathing after coming down. They wanted to go, but my father wouldn''t let them."

    "Did you check it?"

    "Looking at the surface, there was no burn. He was still a young man after 95, and his body was as strong as a calf. When he said to go to the hospital for examination, he was the first to quit." the doctor of Wumian D county hospital went to see an eye and said it was all right. "

    "Being so young and having difficulty breathing... Is a bit wrong," Chu Zhixi said.

    Wu Mian nodded.

    "It''s said that it''s the commander of the fire prevention headquarters in bajingzi forest and grassland, but it''s a virtual job. It''s useless to carry the pot. If there''s no accident, it''s no good. If there''s an accident, you''ll be scolded or even dismissed."

    Wu Mian explained to Chu Zhixi.

    "My father didn''t care, but he said he didn''t listen to the young man. He wasn''t a direct leader. The rough style in the village was useless, and he didn''t know whether he could keep people."

    "What do you think can happen, brother? Is it spontaneous pneumothorax?" Chu Zhixi thought carefully and asked.

    "I don''t know. I''ll have a physical examination before I go. I hope my intuition is wrong, I hope." Wu Mian said.

    With that, Wu Mian didn''t stay in a daze as usual, but pressed the window and looked at the landscape outside.

    Back to bajingzi, it''s time to get off work in the afternoon.

    Wu Mian went directly to the old man''s side, entered the courtyard and saw a car full of dust and mud parked inside.

    "Why is there no fire engine?" Chu Zhixi asked strangely.

    "Mountain fire, there is no road at all. In some places, people can''t get on, let alone cars." Wu Mian explained, "it basically depends on individual operation, taking wind fire extinguishers, engineer shovels and other professional tools to go up the mountain to put out the fire."

    "Ah?" this exceeded Chu Zhixi''s expectation, and she was surprised.

    "No matter how big it is, there seems to be a fire-fighting plane in the provincial capital." Wu Mian said, "I''ve heard my old man say twice. There are a few tons of water in it and pour it directly on the fire."

    "There seems to be direct artificial rainfall."

    "It depends on the weather. There must be cumulonimbus clouds or other climatic conditions." Wu Mian quickly walked into the office building and said, "small fires basically rely on manpower. No matter how big, we should mobilize the whole township to dig isolation belts and send planes to put out the fire."

    Chu Zhixi heard a dew. She didn''t ask in detail, but followed Wu Mian.

    "How did you come back!" Wu Zhongtai stood in the corridor with his hands on his back, talking to a strong man in fireproof clothes, pants and vest. When he saw Wu Mian coming, he covered his face.

    "Dad, I''m in laogua mountain." Wu Mian said, "it''s a mountain road back and forth. I can''t fly. Where are the patients?"

    "Inside." Wu Zhongtai said, and then smiled, "Captain Li, wait a minute. My son is a doctor. Xiao Cheng won''t go to the hospital. Let him have a look at the head office."

    Wu Mian can see that team leader Li is obviously a little impatient. He is wearing professional fire-fighting clothes all over and feels bad in the temperature at the beginning of summer.

    So is the old man. Why do you twist like that? Wu Mian quickly stepped into the room. Inside the room sat a big man, surrounded by a doctor in his fifties, looking around in boredom.

    "Dr. Wu, this is Cheng Linhai. We call him big man. This is Lu, director of the respiratory department of the county hospital." Captain Li said.

    A tall man of one meter nine stood up and smiled a little shyly. Director Lu said impatiently, "you didn''t let the patient go?"

    Wu Mianli ignored director Lu, looked at Cheng Linhai and asked gently, "big man, what''s wrong with you?"

    "Doctor, I''m fine," said Cheng Linhai. "I just took a few hot breaths and felt out of breath. After a rest, I felt much better."

    Wu Mian looks at Cheng Linhai, takes off the black sheepskin gloves and gives them to Chu Zhixi.

    The black bag was handed to Wu Mian. He took out the stethoscope and said gently, "big man, sit down and say."

    "Oh, oh."

    Cheng Linhai felt a little strange about the young man in sunglasses and khaki windbreaker calling himself a big man.

    Wu Mian twists the stethoscope, lifts Cheng Linhai''s vest and starts auscultation.

    After 52 seconds, Wu Mian said, "fortunately, I didn''t go. I''ll have an examination and prepare for the operation."