Chapter 129 Uncle Zhao's Request

The residents of Frost Street naturally knew the current situation of District 3.

They had walked through other streets and visited clinics, and knew how heavy the casualties in other streets were, which was no different from hell on earth. They were lucky, with no missing limbs, no life-threatening conditions, and even most of their families were unscathed... All this was thanks to Chen Ling.

They wanted to thank Chen Ling, but they didn't dare to. After all, Chen Ling had left a deep impression on them before, and even if he looked at them for a second, his heart would tremble.

Chen Ling also saw this scene, and he couldn't help but find it a little funny when he looked at these neighbors with tangled faces and dodging eyes.

Of course, he was not interested in going up to take credit, but just kept a straight face and continued his patrol, pretending not to see anyone around him, and his black windbreaker fluttered alone on the deserted street.

But in the end, someone was brave enough to walk out first and walked straight towards Chen Ling... Seeing the man's face clearly, Chen Ling was a little surprised.

The first person who mustered up the courage to come forward was none other than Mr. Xu, the funeral shop owner who had fainted in the back mountain after being frightened by him.

Mr. Xu walked up to Chen Ling with a complicated expression, carrying a plastic bag. Chen Ling raised his eyebrows and naturally stopped.

"Mr. Xu, what's the matter?" Chen Ling said calmly.

"Commander Chen, I would like to thank you for saving my life on behalf of my whole family." Mr. Xu said solemnly, "This is a little gift from us, please accept it."

As he spoke, Mr. Xu handed the plastic bag in his hand to Chen Ling, who twitched his mouth slightly. Even if he didn't open it, he could guess what was in it.

"Got it."

Chen Ling sighed in his heart, but still took the bag of chicken hearts. Now his family's food reserves are probably enough to last until the year after next.

With Boss Xu taking the lead, more and more residents took the courage to step forward, holding either a bag of chicken or duck hearts or some bloody animal meat. Even more outrageous were a few IOUs, which read "I owe Chief Chen Ling three pounds of animal hearts, to be returned within five days"...

Before he had walked a few meters, Chen Ling's hands were already full of things. He had no choice but to go home to put them away before continuing his patrol. But when he arrived at the next door Hanxue Street, another group of people came up to give him gifts.

If nothing unexpected happened, it should be the gossips of the people on Hanshuang Street that exposed their "favorites".

Chen Ling felt a little helpless. After he collected all the things and patrolled all the blocks, it was already dark. He dragged his tired body to the door of his house and found that across the quiet street, only a breakfast shop was still lit.

He hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards the store. As soon as he reached the door, he heard a scream from inside:

"You little brat! I told you to bear it!"

"Ahhhhhh... it hurts, dad, it really hurts! Are you sure you didn't take the wrong medicine?"

"Your dad taught himself medicine when he was young, how could he take the wrong iodine? Bear it, disinfection is painful."

"Gently, gently, gently... Ahhhhh!!"

"..."

Chen Ling pushed open the door and saw Zhao Yi lying on the table with his upper body naked, with a hideous knife wound on his body that was shocking.

At this moment, Zhao Yi's face was pale and he kept wailing. Uncle Zhao, who was sweating profusely, disinfected him with iodine and couldn't hide his heartache. But even so, he still gritted his teeth and cursed:

"Do you feel pain now?! How brave are you to fight with the law enforcers? It hurts! I wish you would die of pain!!"

Hearing the door being pushed open, Zhao Yi saw who was coming and his crying stopped abruptly.

He stared at Chen Ling, endured the pain, and didn't say a word, like a stubborn duck with his head stuck.

"Ah Ling! How are you?" Uncle Zhao saw Chen Ling and asked with concern, "Are you injured in the fight with those monsters? Is it serious?"

"I'm fine."

Chen Ling's eyes fell on Zhao Yi again, and the latter was obviously a little bit unable to hold back, and groaned in pain.

"Didn't you go to the clinic?"

"Alas... the clinic was full, and I saw that those people were more seriously injured, so I didn't go." Uncle Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead. He finally finished the disinfection and began to bandage Zhao Yi carefully. "It just so happens that I have learned some medical skills, so I can still treat simple wounds."

It can be seen that Uncle Zhao does have a foundation in medical skills. The bandaging process went smoothly. Zhao Yi, who was wrapped like a half-dumpling, lay on the table, like a dried corpse who had lost his dream.

Uncle Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at his son, and his eyes showed complexity... He walked up to Chen Ling,

"A Ling, Uncle Zhao will go out and talk to you."

Although Chen Ling was surprised, she did not refuse, but followed Uncle Zhao to the street.

Uncle Zhao glanced back at the house and closed the door with his backhand. On the dead and dim street, only a few wisps of kerosene lamp light shone from behind the frosted door, swaying silently.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ling asked.

"Ah Ling... Xiao Yi is the only child that my uncle has." Uncle Zhao said bitterly, "Xiao Yi has been stubborn and reckless since he was young. I wanted to find him a stable job and hope he doesn't get into any big trouble... But this time, he really scared me.

I am now afraid. I keep thinking that if the law enforcer's knife had not stabbed off the target and stabbed Xiao Yi's heart... then this child, like those corpses on the road, would never come back..."

Chen Ling looked down at Uncle Zhao. His eyes were obviously red. After taking a few deep breaths, he managed to calm down and continued:

"A Ling, Uncle has lived enough in this life. I don't have any other ideas. I just hope Xiao Yi can be safe... You have been smart and steady since you were a child. Now you are the law enforcer of our third district. You are a person who can shake the whole third district with just a stomp of your feet. I think... I think you can use your connections to arrange Xiao Yi to be with you?

On weekdays, you can do whatever you want to do with him. You don't need to give him any official position, or even the title of law enforcer. Even if you send him to your department as a janitor or a civilian, it will be fine... I just want him to stay under your shade, which is also a kind of protection. "

Uncle Zhao bent his waist lower and lower, looking into Chen Ling's eyes, his wrinkled face full of sincerity and pleading, this is an elder who puts down all his dignity and asks his juniors.

"...If this embarrasses you, just pretend that uncle never mentioned it." Uncle Zhao saw that Chen Ling did not respond for a long time, and forced a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Uncle just...just said it casually."

Chen Ling turned his head slightly, and he saw a shadow squatting in the corner behind the frosted door, as if eavesdropping carefully.

He pretended not to see it, retracted his gaze, and nodded calmly.

"...Okay. "