Wang Hao asked doubtfully: "Didn't I give you a few packs of cigarettes last time? You finished them so quickly."

When Tang Long heard this, he almost burst into tears.

"Brother, you don't know! We are living too hard here."

"What the hell?"

Wang Hao doesn't understand this. Here, after eating and sleeping for a long time, can we still suffer?

Xiangzi said: "That nurse Xiaoman is so lacking in virtue. She didn't let us smoke, and even took away all our cigarettes and lighters."

Forehead?

Is it so powerful?

The fat man said: "Who says it's not the case? At first, we thought of various ways to hide the cigarette. But her nose was sharper than a dog's. She asked us to hand it over as soon as she smelled the smell of smoke."

Wang Hao said in confusion: "You are stupid, you just do it when she asks you to do it?"

The fat man said: "We don't want to pay, but if we don't, she said she would wash our wounds with salt water and give us injections! Who can bear this?"

Wang Hao was speechless.

Is this the fear of being dominated by a female devil?

Wang Hao and Duan Peng checked their injuries and found that they were almost healed. They felt relieved.

The two of them sat beside the bed and chatted with them.

I don’t know how long we chatted, but there was a noise outside the door.

Zhou Xueman walked in with a bowl of chicken soup and placed it on the table next to Tang Long's bed.

Then he suddenly sniffed.

"Who among you is smoking in the ward?"
Chapter completed!