Dressed as a peasant girl, full of happiness

Wei Yuchen took a flashlight and looked carefully at what he vomited. Suddenly he found some croton seeds in it, and he couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

"We don't have croton at home!" Political Commissar Wang was confused, and even Zhang Yanhong was confused. They all looked at Wang Shengli and said, "You little bastard, tell me, whose house did you eat croton at?"

Wei Yuchen also looked at Wang Shengli.

Wang Shengli was young and didn't know what croton was, but he said honestly: "I haven't eaten croton. I don't even know what croton is. How can I eat it?"

Wei Yuchen: "..." What kind of logic is this unlucky kid? If he doesn't know what it is, then he can't have eaten it by mistake?

"Someone must have done this on purpose!" Political Commissar Wang's voice suddenly rose, and his eyes became sharp. He stood up, paced back and forth, thinking about possible suspects.

"It's not as serious as you think. Maybe the child has a strong appetite and ate it by mistake." Zhang Yanhong looked at Political Commissar Wang with some disgust.

They all lived in the same compound, so even if they didn't get along, they wouldn't take it out on their children. If they were spies sabotaging, they wouldn't just harm their own children.

"Political Commissar Wang, please don't be anxious. We can investigate this matter later. The important thing is that we have found the cause and the croton has been vomited out. The child is fine. You should put your mind at ease."

Geng Changshuo also looked down on Political Commissar Wang. Given his low level of ability, no one knew how he became the political commissar in the first place.

Political Commissar Wang nodded, picked up the child again, patted him, and said softly: "Son, don't worry, I will definitely find the person who hurt you. You should have a good rest first, and let Dad take care of the rest."

Wang Shengli nodded and closed his eyes. He had just vomited out all the meat he had eaten. It was really not worth it. Thinking of this, he felt even weaker, as if the last bit of strength had been taken away, and he leaned limply on the chair.

"Did you eat anything special today?" Wei Yuchen frowned and asked with concern.

"No." Wang Shengli thought about it, then shook his head and said.

"Comrade Wei, don't ask anymore. Someone is definitely sabotaging us. I will send someone to investigate tomorrow." Political Commissar Wang suddenly interrupted. His face was terribly gloomy and his eyes were flashing with anger.

Wei Yuchen looked at Political Commissar Wang in silence, thinking that this man really thought of himself as an important figure. However, he did not say anything, but just stood aside silently.

At this time, Liu Qing, Liu Xunwu, Liu Chunmei, Political Commissar Xu and others also stood up. They came to Wei Yuchen's house, listened to everyone's discussion for a while, and then they had a general understanding of what had happened.

Xiaomei, Xiaozhu, Xiaosong, Xiaobai and other children also came to watch the fun.

Suddenly, Xiaomei said, "Wang Shengli, you ate the fried beans Zhuang Daming gave you this afternoon."

"Fried beans do not mean fried croton. Tell me, who would fry croton for their children to eat?" Political Commissar Wang retorted.

As they were talking, two people came hurriedly from outside the door. As soon as they entered the door, they shouted:

"Xiao Geng, Xiao Geng, please ask your wife to check on my son. He has severe diarrhea and I'm afraid it's too late to go to the hospital."

As they spoke, the two of them walked into Geng Changshuo's house.

When everyone looked, they found out that it was the deputy battalion commander of the first battalion of the third regiment and his wife.

"Hurry up and induce vomiting in your son. I think he might have eaten croton." Wei Yuchen guessed it was almost right based on the look on his face.

"Yes, Comrade Wei, Daming's grandmother was a little constipated, so she bought some fried food. Unexpectedly, Daming saw it when it was hanging outside and stole a handful. However, we have already induced him to vomit at home, but he still keeps diarrhea. Comrade Wei, please help him."

Deputy Battalion Commander Zhuang's lover is from Jiangnan. She is petite and speaks softly. At this moment, she looked at Wei Yuchen while talking, making Wei Yuchen feel that it would be unforgivable if she did not help her.

"Mrs. Zhuang, I know. Don't worry. I'll just give him an injection."

Wei Yuchen said this and walked into the bedroom. When he came out, he was holding a pair of silver needles in his hand.

Zhuang Daming was a little scared when he saw it, and although he was a little exhausted, he still struggled a bit. But his father's arms were very strong, so it was useless to struggle.

Wei Yuchen asked Captain Zhuang to put the child on the sofa and lift up his clothes. She asked Zhuang Daming some questions while gently inserting the silver needle into Zhuang Daming's acupuncture points, accurately and gently.

Zhuang Daming answered Wei Yuchen's questions while waiting for the pain from the silver needle entering his body. However, after a few minutes, he still didn't feel anything. He became anxious:

"Dad, Mom, are you still going to give me the injection?"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they heard this. Deputy Battalion Commander Zhuang's wife gently stroked her son's head and said, "My son, it's done. Your aunt Wei is removing the needle now."

"what?"

Zhuang Daming looked at Wei Yuchen in surprise and asked:

"So fast?"

Wei Yuchen smiled and nodded, and asked: "How do you feel now?"

"Much better." Zhuang Daming said, "My stomach doesn't hurt anymore."

"Since it doesn't hurt anymore, go back and take a good rest. You'll be fine after a good sleep."

"Thank you Comrade Wei, thank you Commander Geng." Deputy Battalion Commander Zhuang's wife thanked him repeatedly, and then said to her son: "Daming, thank you Aunt Wei and Uncle Geng!"

Zhuang Daming was very obedient. Hearing this, he quickly said, "Thank you, Aunt Wei, and thank you, Uncle Geng!"

After Deputy Battalion Commander Zhuang left, Political Commissar Wang said awkwardly: "Comrade Wei, can you also give my Shengli an injection?"

At this time, Aunt Wan had cleaned up the vomit that Wang Shengli had vomited. Wang Shengli was also drowsy. Wang Shengli felt very comfortable because he drank a glass of water diluted with spiritual spring water. When he heard his father say that he was going to give him an acupuncture, he suddenly woke up and said to his father:

"Dad, I feel very comfortable. I don't need any needles at all."

Zhang Yanhong looked at Wei Yuchen and said, "Chenchen, look at Shengli's situation..."

“Sister-in-law, look at your Shengli’s face, do you think he still needs an injection?”

Mrs. Wang saw that her son's face was red and no different from usual. She said embarrassedly, "This boy has recovered quickly."

Wei Yuchen smiled: "Your son is a bit fat, so he can handle the diarrhea. Captain Zhuang's son is weak, so he will recover more slowly."

Zhang Yanhong felt a little embarrassed when she saw the room was full of people: "Look, it's all because of my kid that no one can sleep well."

Political Commissar Wang is usually quite familiar with Liu Xunwu and Political Commissar Xu. Upon hearing this, he laughed:

"What's the big deal? We're all family. Don't be polite to them. Well, since we don't need the injections anymore, let's go."

Then he carried the child on his back and walked out, saying, "Thank you all for today. I will treat you all to a drink next day."

Liu Xunwu smiled and said, "As long as the child is fine, who cares about your two ounces of cat urine?"

Seeing that everything was fine, everyone went home.

Wei Yuchen thought that giving acupuncture to the child was just a small ripple in life, but the news spread out in two days and was spread as miraculous. This also made her meet someone she had never expected.