Reason is still chaotic

Shen Jiali's injury didn't heal quickly, causing sequelae.

The broken ribs were a tormenting injury that left him skinny and debilitated.He was heartbroken, and directly handed in his resignation letter to the Japanese—he really couldn't serve Duan Muren anymore, and if he continued to entangle with this old devil king, he thought he might die young.

Although power and wealth are good, they are not as important as life.He decided to pack up and go back to Tianjin, hide in the concession area, and live in seclusion in the city.

However, after his resignation was handed in, there was no response.He waited for a long time, and then called to ask Xingfu Jiro, but Xingfu Jiro told him that his official rank was lower than him, and he was not qualified to be responsible for this matter.

At the beginning of spring, Shen Jiali's injury was repeated once again.

He coughed up blood and coughed very badly, and every time he coughed, he felt a sharp pain at the junction of the broken bones.He couldn't bear it, and he didn't dare to use too much morphine for pain relief, so he had to suffer desperately.The air in Shen's house was filled with a complex bitterness, because there were always large and small medicine pots sitting on the stove.

A person's gastrointestinal capacity is limited, since Shen Jiali has taken so many medicines, he naturally reduced his diet a lot.His face is very straight, and it is not ugly to be so thin, but his hair is shaved too short. At first glance, he looks sick in a hurry, not like he has just been released from the hospital, but like he has just been released from prison.

After the beginning of spring, the weather is getting warmer day by day, and the sun is also bright, which makes people feel happy.It was a sunny day, and Shen Jiali was dressed neatly. He helped Shen Zichun walk around the courtyard, and saw weeds sprouting slightly in the soil in the cracks in the corners.After the ice melts and the snow melts, the first touch of new green is often particularly eye-catching.Feeling the breath of spring returning to the earth, Shen Jiali felt very uplifted, and a few smiles appeared on his face.

At this very moment, a servant suddenly came out of the room and said softly, "Master, I have a call for you."

Hearing this, Shen Jiali hesitated for a while because he was too lazy to answer any calls, and then slowly turned around.Strolling back into the room step by step, he picked up the phone receiver and put it to his ear, and asked in a low voice, "Who?"

The answer over there was concise and to the point: "Me!"

The sudden familiar voice made Shen Jiali tremble: "Uncle?"

Duan Muren's tone sounded calm and objective: "If you don't go back to work, then the acting chief will be righted!"

Shen Jiali was silent for a moment, then slowly replied: "Just straighten it up, I'm quitting."

Then he lowered his eyes, put down the receiver and hung up the phone.

At this time Shen Zichun came in, saw him standing in front of the table, moved a chair and put it behind him.Shen Jiali sat down knowingly, then groped and stretched out a hand: "Xiaochun."

Shen Zichun stood close to the chair, allowing Shen Jiali to lean in front of him.The third uncle's hand felt cold and soft, and the palm was slightly moist.Shen Zichun held such a hand, feeling very peaceful in his heart.

Shen Jiali was completely unaware of his attachment to Shen Zichun.He hugged each other so intimately, and he felt very peaceful in his heart.

"Xiaochun, let me go and tell your father to adopt you to me, okay?"

"No, I don't want to be your son."

"Well, it's just a father and son in terms of status." Having said that, he raised his head and smiled at Shen Zichun: "Third Uncle is afraid that you will leave when you grow up. Use a father and son status to tie you down. If you dare to run, you will Unfilial son!"

Shen Zichun replied seriously: "I will not leave you. If you drive me away, I will not leave."

Shen Jiali laughed again: "Brat, you can talk!"

Shen Jiali didn't quite believe Shen Zichun's promise, because the other party was still a half-grown child, his mind was in a mess, what did he know?

But he does have an exclusive desire for Shen Zichun - he realizes that he doesn't love this child very much, but if he doesn't love him, he doesn't love him, even if he doesn't love him, he still wants to keep him by his side.Even if he can't stay for a lifetime, it will take a few more years of his youth.

Raising his arms around Shen Zichun's waist, he pressed his forehead against the other's firm abdomen, suddenly wanting to escape very much.

Escaping from Beiping-Tianjin is not safe enough, unless you go far and run to Chongqing in one go.Of course, this idea is not realistic enough, because there are thousands of miles away, and there are wars everywhere outside.Besides, I heard that Chongqing is also bombed every day, not a safe.Maybe it doesn't have to be so much trouble?If you can go to Japan, it is probably a way out.No matter how fierce Duan Muren is, he will never chase him to Japan to trouble him!

Shen Jiali had an idea, and suddenly got this idea, and his spirit was lifted—he was going to apply to the Japanese military department to go to Japan for recuperation!

Shen Jiali made wishful thinking, thinking that given his status and illness, the request he made was by no means excessive.But before he could put his wishful thinking into action, Duan Muren came!

Duan Muren's whereabouts are secretive on weekdays, and it seems that he seldom makes such an open appearance.He appeared in front of Shen's house without warning, and after getting off the car, surrounded by bodyguards, he strode into the courtyard.

He swept into the room like a whirlwind, blocking Shen Jiali in front of him without any mistakes.As soon as he pulled the other party over, he didn't speak in front of everyone, and slapped him face-to-face!

A slap was slapped on Shen Jiali's cheek, and the sound was like a crisp little thunder; Shen Jiali tilted with the strength, if Duan Muren hadn't been tightly grasping his collar, he would have fallen to the ground solidly.Seeing this situation, Shen Zichun couldn't help but exclaimed, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Why did you hit someone?" Then he was about to rush forward.The bodyguards were not willing to let him be willful, they had already swarmed up and dragged him outside the door.

Besides, Shen Jiali in the room was stunned by the sudden blow, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.Duan Muren pressed him on the nearest chair and sat down, then took a step back, and told him casually: "Starting from the day after tomorrow, go to work in the bureau, you have been supported for long enough!"

Duan Muren walked away.Shen Jiali was sitting in the room, nosebleed profusely.There were blood spots on the front of the robe, and he wiped them off with his hands, but his hands also became bloody.

Shen Zichun rushed back into the room, seeing this situation, at a loss, took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, then supported him to raise his head, and used all the methods he knew to stop the bleeding.Half of Shen Jiali's face was burning red, but he didn't care anymore, because compared with the heart-warming last time, this slap was still light.

With the help of his servants, Shen Zichun found wet and cold towels and cotton wool.It took a lot of effort to stop the blood from Shen Jiali's nose.Shen Jiali was still sitting in his original position, with a small cotton ball stuck in one nostril, and a clear palm print raised on one cheek, which looked very funny and strange.

Shen Zichun was used to Shen Jiali's majestic appearance, but he didn't expect that someone would dare to bully him like this, and his heart was shocked.Seeing Shen Jiali's insensitive and strange appearance, he felt distressed and puzzled, and felt that the other party seemed to have changed, he was no longer the third uncle who was competitive and omnipotent.

"Third Uncle, are you still in pain?" He bent down and asked carefully.

Shen Jiali nodded calmly, because half of his face was already swollen, so his words were a bit vague: "It hurts."

Shen Zichun stared at his face, and found that third uncle had grown old in the past six months.

Duan Muren is good at slapping people.

This time he still controlled his strength and did not directly slap Shen Jiali's head off.And Shen Jiali stayed at home for another day, and as expected, he showed up at the police station on time on the morning of the third day.

That half of his face has roughly returned to its original state, but it was a little numb and his muscles could not move freely.The acting director didn't expect him to come back again, and was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, but there was nothing he could do, so he handed over the work, and then made an excuse to ask for a long vacation and go home.