The next day, just as it was dawn, Zhou Heng got up early and before he went downstairs, he heard a sound downstairs.

Ever since he was stolen by a master in the isolation area, Zhou Heng has been very sensitive to these sounds. He grabbed a wooden stick to insert the door and took it downstairs.

Before I went out, I heard a confused voice coming from outside.

"Ha, this thing is interesting. It's soft and can be pushed away."

"Hey, what is this pedal for?"

"I'm so stupid. This is the place to put my legs on, look that's it."

"Is this designed by Master?"

"Well, it's the picture drawn by the uncle. I asked the carpenter and blacksmith to make it overnight last night. It's all assembled into the parts, it's not very troublesome."

Zhou Heng understood that this was the voice of Zhou Yian and the others. It seemed that the wheelchair was ready, and there was just a lack of an excuse to go to the county government. Wouldn't it be the best to send a wheelchair?

Liu Renli did not return last night. I think she had a long talk with Zhang Fuling all night. Although she had the surgery, she was not in good health.

Fortunately, Xiu'er was taken away by Su Xiaoxiao. If she knew that Liu Renli had not come back that night, she would not know how to worry.

Thinking of Su Xiaoxiao, Zhou Heng frowned. Perhaps Su Xiaoxiao should have told General Su that he would tell General Su that after all, Lord Liu was going to escort the prisoner back to Beijing. I don’t know if there would be someone plotting along the way, at least he had to respond.

Thinking of Zhou Heng pushing open the door, the people outside quickly moved the door away and bowed to Zhou Heng. Desheng's face was a little embarrassed.

"We quarrel until the master rested, and the disciples were frightened."

Zhou Heng waved his hand, "It's okay, have you ever tried this wheelchair in Zhou Yi'an?"

Zhou Yian looked excited. Although his eyes were covered in red bloodshot, he was still extremely happy.

"I've tried it, and the wheels run very smoothly. I didn't expect that the addition of a few iron balls into the central shaft would be so useful. Uncle Master is really a fantasy idea. As for the tires, we didn't find the material you mentioned, but they were wrapped in double cowhide and filled with tight cotton wool. It didn't bump at all when I sat on it."

Zhou Heng swung around the wheelchair twice, and it turned out to be very good from the outside. He reached out and lifted the seat in the middle, and the whole chair folded up.

The two small wheels in the front are almost comparable to universal wheels, and the large wheels in the back are also very comfortable.

As Zhou Heng moved, Desheng and the others burst into screams again, and their eyes widened, either squatting down to see, or just tiptoed to look.

"It turns out that this chair can be folded, and it will become half the size of it with a slight lift. If it is placed in the car, it will not take up space."

Qu Ziping rubbed his chin and paused thoughtfully.

"I remember that Zhang Ju's family in the east of the city had a son who had injured his legs in his early years. One of his legs was extremely atrophy. Before, he came to Huichuntang for massage. He had to carry someone to carry him back and forth. It was very inconvenient. If there was this wheelchair, wouldn't he be able to enter and exit with someone? "

Zhou Heng nodded. Not to mention that Qu Ziping really has a business mind, he thinks of consumer groups when he sees a wheelchair. This idea is very good.

"Zhou Yian, you and Qu Ziping went to send the wheelchair to Lord Liu. I didn't know what his legs were like after returning all night. Remember to bring medicine and let him take it first in the morning. Just come back later and get an injection."

The two of them left quickly, and Desheng approached Zhou Heng.

"Master, is this wheelchair going to be sold?"

Zhou Heng nodded, "You know the two shops Zhou Yian has found. Let's go and tell them to make five wheelchairs according to the parts they made before. You don't need to rush to do it carefully. We will not be able to pay less. However, if the drawings and the method of making this wheelchair, you should not leak it."

Desheng quickly said yes, this is a big deal, and it is a big deal to create it. If it is not useful, someone will go out to sell it here, which is a waste of design efforts.

"Don't worry, Master, I'll go now."

Zhou Heng didn't say much, quickly washed up and rushed back to Chuntang.

There is only one yard between the No. 2 courtyard and Huichun Hall. It’s time to walk for a cup of tea. As soon as I entered the clinic, I saw Su Xiaoxiao and Liu Xiuer holding hands and saying something. Chuntao kept rubbing the handkerchief.

Hearing the footsteps, Liu Xiu'er quickly turned around and saw that it was Zhou Heng coming, and the nervous expression on her face was a little relaxed.

"Second brother."

Zhou Heng smiled at Liu Xiu'er, "Don't worry, I'll ask you to send a wheelchair to my elder brother. Let's see the situation by the way. If you go, come back immediately. We have to worry about whether things will be done. It is definitely a good thing for me to stay overnight. Being able to talk to Shaoqing of Dali Temple at night is not an opportunity that ordinary people can have."

When Liu Xiu'er heard this, the last trace of worry on her face also dissipated, and she turned around and waved her hand to Chuntao.

"Put the food box up quickly. Second brother must have not had breakfast. Xiaoxiao, sit down, let's have a meal together."

Su Xiaoxiao was not polite at all. She followed Zhou Heng to a room behind the clinic. There was a round table here. It was originally a meeting place and occasionally had dinner here. Zhou Heng sat down and Su Xiaoxiao came over and sat beside Zhou Heng.

He sat down in men's clothing with a big golden sword, closed the folding fan, and placed it on Zhou Heng's palm with a snap.

At the moment of waving, Zhou Heng smelled a scent of his eyes and squinted his eyes in an instant. How could this smell be so familiar?

Zhou Heng's eyes fell on Su Xiaoxiao and looked up and down at her.

Su Xiaoxiao felt it instantly, and her eyes widened and glared back.

"Why do you look at me with this look?"

Zhou Heng quickly looked at the side dish on the table. This guy couldn't afford to offend him, he was even more arrogant than himself. There was a general's father behind him, and he had great skills and could not afford to offend him.

"It's okay, I just think Miss Su Wu always loves men's clothing and is a little curious."

Su Xiaoxiao snorted, grabbed a bean paste bag, and gave Zhou Heng a blank look.

"You have no other idea, hurry up and have a meal, and we have to go to the county government."

Zhou Heng was timid and quickly took a bowl of millet porridge handed over by Liu Xiu'er and started eating it quickly. After eating two bean paste buns of clear porridge and side dishes, the taste was several times better than that of Wangcai.

After eating, he patted his stomach and said contentedly.

"Xiu'er's cooking skills are really good. Simple side dishes can be made with excellent color, fragrance and taste, and a rare craft."

Liu Xiu'er smiled but said nothing, so she asked Chuntao to tidy up the dishes and chopsticks. A few of them rushed to the county government.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Liu Renli sitting in a wheelchair. Zhou Yian pushed him behind him and stood at the door. The guards at the yamen were ready to go.

After a moment, Zhang Fuling walked out of the government office and whispered a few words to Liu Renli. Zhang Fuling patted Liu Renli on the shoulder, as if he was reminding him, and his attitude was completely different from yesterday in the lobby.

Zhou Heng's worry was relieved at this moment. Several people walked closer. Zhang Fuling had already seen it and waved his hand at Zhou Heng. Zhou Heng quickly walked closer and bowed with his fists.

"Mr. Zhang, is this going to set off?"

Zhang Fuling nodded, "The ancestor worship has been completed. I originally had to go to Jinan Prefecture, but now I'm looking forward to the capital. Dr. Zhou is not only good at medical skills, but also clever in his mind. I see that the wheelchair is very exquisite. Can I customize one for me?"

Zhou Heng was stunned. Logically speaking, Zhang Fuling was an absolutely righteous person. Why did he ask for what he wanted to do, and he didn’t have any money to make a wheelchair?

But he had already spoken and couldn't save him. Zhou Heng quickly saluted.

"I don't know who is using it, whether it is leg disease or other problems with difficulty in mobility. For different people, they can specifically modify their application according to their functions."

Zhang Fuling was stunned. He didn't expect there were so many tricks here. He thought about it for a while and said:

"The man was an old lady. After a serious illness, she could not speak, had difficulty moving, had her arms bent and her legs were weak. It would be fine if she could barely walk around, but her gait was very strange, so the old man almost never went out."

Zhou Heng instantly realized that this was a sequelae of stroke. He put his hands on the basket and his feet to draw circles, his mouth was not spoken, or he was not pronounced clearly, and his mouth was not crooked.

Listening to Zhang Fuling's tone, this person is an extremely important person. Will Rururururu relieve the old lady's symptoms, isn't he even more touched?
Chapter completed!