The elevator finally stopped on the first floor, and the two of them had to squeeze forward to prevent being squeezed back inside by the people outside who were trying to get into the elevator.
After struggling for a while, the two struggled and were squeezed into the corridor next to the door.
Xiong Weiqun looked at the door, shook his head a little helplessly, and sat on a plastic bench by the wall. The place was very close to the hospital gate, and there were not only crowds of people, but also cold wind.
Zhong Ping also sat next to Xiong Weiqun. Looking across the way, he found that this was almost the place where he was kidnapped by a vicious woman last time.
He patted Xiong Weiqun's thigh, and before he could say a word, he saw the door diagonally opposite opened. He reflexively held his breath and looked at the person coming out of the door, and found that it was a limping patient.
He just breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to continue his previous train of thought to tell Xiong Weiqun the details of how he was abducted here. However, he saw the woman in a white coat standing on the other side of Xiong Weiqun, holding an unlit stick in her mouth.
of smoke.
Zhong Ping immediately became alert and opened his mouth as if the clockwork was stuck: "She, she, she, she..."
Xiong Weiqun also looked at Zhong Ping's frightened eyes, and saw the woman he had pointed a gun at when he received the goods for the second time. He immediately stood up, looked around, and retreated to the other side of Zhong Ping.
, while tugging Zhong Ping hard.
Zhong Ping also quickly stood up and looked at the woman. The woman spread her hands, either out of help or to show that she had no weapons, and then pointed with her right hand at the treatment room where the limping patient had just walked out.
Seeing this, Zhong Ping turned his head to look at Xiong Weiqun. Xiong Weiqun shook his head and said in a low voice: "Don't have anything to do with her."
Not to mention whether Zhong Ping heard it or not, he was already involved in a relationship with this woman, and it was still an unhappy relationship.
Xiong Weiqun pulled Zhong Ping back a few steps, and suddenly stopped. Zhong Ping looked at Xiong Weiqun again, and then at the woman holding a cigarette. The index fingers of the woman's hands intertwined in an X shape, and she opened and closed her mouth as she spoke.
What are you wearing?
Does it mean they gave the wrong answer? Escape is the most important thing. Besides, what question was asked just now? Is there a correct answer?
While Zhong Ping was still puzzled, Xiong Weiqun looked in the direction of the treatment room, let go of Zhong Ping and walked toward the door. Seeing that Zhong Ping was still staring at her, the woman pointed to the treatment room and signaled to Zhong Ping.
Follow up flatly.
Only then did Zhong Ping realize that Xiong Weiqun had already squeezed through the corridor and squeezed into the door. He sighed loudly that this was not so uncertain. He changed his mind faster than a rocket derailed!
Two minutes later, Xiong Weiqun and Zhong Ping sat side by side on the high-leg hospital bed with wheels. The woman also walked in slowly, sat down leisurely opposite the two people, took out the lighter from her pocket with some relief, and focused on
The cigarette in his mouth lit up.
Xiong Weiqun obviously didn't want to stay in this room longer. Before the woman could take the first puff of the cigarette in her mouth, he said first, "What do you want?"
Zhong Ping looked at Xiong Weiqun and then at the woman. He didn't know what dimension the conversation was developing in, but he found that the woman had put the cigarette between the two fingers of her right hand, and then pointed at herself with the cigarette. Xiong Weiqun turned his head and looked at Zhong Ping.
What's going on? Are you going to be sold like this? Zhong Ping raised an eyebrow and continued to look at Xiong Weiqun and then at the woman.
"I guess you want medical expenses? If you don't want it, just pretend I didn't say anything just now." The woman said to Xiong Weiqun confidently.
Zhong Ping was at a loss: She really didn't say anything just now.
Xiong Weiqun began to look Zhong Ping up and down, and Zhong Ping felt that all the hair on the back of his neck stood up.
"How's it going? Do you want to trade?" the woman asked, adding fuel to the fire.
Zhong Ping stared at Xiong Weiqun nervously, and began to calculate in his mind what his chances of winning would be if the two of them rushed over to knock him down and he struggled and struggled again.
Xiong Weiqun thought for a long time and asked: "I want to know why you want him."
When the woman heard this, she burst out laughing: "Tell me, you have been doing this for three years, how come you ask such a question?"
"Is this a task? If it's completed, I'll pay for my sister's medical expenses?" Xiong Weiqun changed the question.
The woman clicked her tongue and nodded: "That's understandable."
Xiong Weiqun looked at Zhong Ping again, his eyes were really unreadable. Zhong Ping moved his eyebrows to the side with cramps. Will he be knocked unconscious, tied up and dragged away? Although he didn't know what was going on, he realized that it seemed like he
It’s almost equal to Dandan’s medical expenses.
Zhong Ping was stared at all the time and felt like he was frozen. Xiong Weiqun didn't make any movements or words, just looked at him silently.
He felt uncomfortable all over, as if he were a roasted pig in a feast, being grilled in a graceful posture, brushed with honey sauce, and decorated in bright colors. Then he was brought to the table, watched, and torn apart.
The pieces were eaten into the stomachs of several different people...
Then he saw Xiong Weiqun turning to look at the smoking woman, probably about to say something like "the deal is done," but what he said was: "I just wanted to find a way by myself, so you don't need to worry. You just need to
Promise not to hurt Dandan," and then looked at Zhong Ping again, "I want to take him away too."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Ping felt as if he had suddenly been immersed in warm hot water from the freezing ground in the dead of winter. He asked eagerly: "What was your original idea?! I think I can help you?"
But Xiong Weiqun smiled: "Go and rob."
"Ah? Ouch, I didn't want to hear a joke..."
But when Zhong Ping saw that Xiong Weiqun was not joking at all, he felt like he was naked and pulled out of the hot spring and thrown into the snow.
He looked at the smoking woman again, and made a confused decision in his mind. So he asked the woman with determination: "Are you the doctor here?"
The woman still nodded with a nonchalant look, took a deep drag on the cigarette, and exhaled a large cloud of smoke.
"He was wounded by a gunshot," Zhong Ping glanced at Xiong Weiqun from the corner of his eye, "Can you help him take a look? I will follow you after you take care of it. As for the treatment fee you will pay for Dandan, that's yours.
It’s over.”
Seeing that there seemed to be a door, the woman raised her eyebrows and looked at Xiong Weiqun: "You didn't take care of it? The bullet is still inside?"
Xiong Weiqun looked at Zhong Ping in disbelief. He didn't understand why this kindergarten teacher who had to retreat into his shell always stuck his head out at certain inappropriate times. He must not know the saying that the gun shoots the first bird.
"Weiqun Weiqun, she agreed!" Zhong Ping forced out an ugly smile, and when Xiong Weiqun was not prepared, he pushed him down onto the hospital bed with four legs.