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Chapter Nine, Life is not a third-rate drama

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    It is said that people can turn their faces faster than flipping a book. Today I really saw it. Yu Ren is a typical face-changing god!  I don¡¯t even think about who desperately rescued you from the scene of the car accident, and I don¡¯t think about who is busy in the hospital to help you register and pay the consultation fee (although it is Yuren¡¯s credit card), and I don¡¯t even think about it.  Who is calling for someone to come and see you.  As soon as he woke up, he put on a poker face, and turned his head away from me with disgust, as if he would catch the virus just by looking at me, sub-Ao, ungrateful, a white-eyed wolf!

    Well, I know that you are shy, you were hurt by love, and then you cried in front of me, and you were ashamed to keep holding my hand when you were in a coma, not to let me go, and called someone called "Xiu"  Son" name.

    Lao Tzu caught all the embarrassing things about Rain Man, and now I am the one holding your pigtails, hum!

    "Xiao Xu, today is really thanks to you, otherwise I don't know what that bastard will do." Lao Chen pulled me outside the ward and said gratefully, "Akang is like this, acting impulsively, alas, if  Don¡¯t be offended if you can¡¯t do anything.¡±

    "No, no, don't worry, Uncle Chen, Mr. Chen is actually quite easy to get along with."

    It is very easy to get along with, because he never expresses his likes and dislikes, but isolates himself in a world. I seriously doubt the chances of his success in negotiating business with others. Wearing gloves and a mask, can he succeed?

    Old Chen patted me on the shoulder: "Your father and I are good brothers. We are old and can't control you young people. From now on, it depends on how well you get to know each other. Akang is a few years older than you, don't tell me  Mr. Chen called, how alienated."

    I immediately changed my words: "Well, Uncle Chen, I know, Brother Chen actually takes good care of me."

    "Okay, that's good. It's so late, and you are tired today, go back and rest."

    My Uncle Chen looked at the sky, and pushed me out of the hospital gate. I saw that Uncle Chen seemed to have a lot of emotions hidden on his face. It is better to have one thing more than one thing, ah no, as the saying goes  go home.  I'm definitely not afraid of kneeling on the keyboard when I get home late!

    When I was standing in front of the hospital gate waiting for the bus, I realized that it was already 9:30 in the evening. When I hurried home on the No. 311 bus, I was shocked to think that I had gone to the wrong door.  The living room has been modified beyond recognition, with a wooden board here and a curtain there.  Just when I was about to quit, I saw the madman.  The madman didn't hide in the house and play games as usual, but stood in the living room, holding a few wooden boards in his hands, making gestures here and looking there.  Xiaoxiao even held a hammer and nails in his hand, with a serious face.  The firecrackers are still there, holding a bag of potato chips, gnawing with his head down like a hamster, seeing me enter the door, looking up at me with a sinister smile, making my hair stand on end.

    "What is this?"

    Xiaoxiao didn't even look back, just gave me a sideways look with her small eyes, and I felt cold, it's broken!  The time has come to show my loyalty.

    Paozhu giggled and smirked, not forgetting to fan the flames and gloat: "Purple, you're done!"

    "Daughter-in-law~~" I moved over.

    Xiaoxiao immediately used the sharp two curved iron claws of the hammer to point three inches below my abdomen: "Where did you go wild this afternoon?"

    I held up my sleeves for her to sniff, and then I showed her the blood-stained parts on my body, with a smug expression on my face: "Smell, there is such a big smell of formalin and blood, just go out like I am now, don't come out  100 meters, I will definitely be arrested and taken to the police station, where can I go? My buddy had a car accident, and I went to help."

    "How is the person now? Are you awake?"

    I chuckled: "Don't worry, nothing serious happened, except that he scratched his forehead and made it look like a concussion. He almost asked me to help him write his will."

    "Virtue!" Xiaoxiao pushed me lightly, making me stagger, then turned the hammer over and handed me the wooden handle, "I haven't eaten yet. You come to nail the wood, and I will go  I'll serve you a bowl of noodles."

    "Would one bowl be enough? At least four bowls."

    The madman suddenly said, "Stone bowl? Doctor, are you a pig?"

    Paozhu stuffed a piece of potato chips and asked in surprise: "How do you solve it?"

    "Pigs only eat stone bowls, oh, so-called stone troughs."

    I:""

    Paozhu clapped his hands and rolled around happily on the sofa: "Hahaha, the sex hooligan is a pig, from now on he will be called the sex hooligan! Hahaha."

    Smiling and turning around speechlessly, she went to the kitchen.

    I weighed the "weapon" in my hand and smiled innocently: "What are we going to do now?"

    Firecrackers approached without fear of death: "Hey, perverted hooligan, don't you know that Teacher JinXiaoxiao¡¯s busy back, I think I may really become a pig, the pig raised by Xiaoxiao

    Xiaoxiao and Paozhu hurriedly ate breakfast and went out. I wanted to go out with them, but I couldn¡¯t find the key to the clinic. I searched all over the house and couldn¡¯t find it.  It seemed that when the door was not locked, Xiaoxiao and Paozhu had gone far away.

    I am not in the mood to be happy that Xiaoxiao gave me an extra five dollars today (because I forgot the thermos bottle at the clinic, Xiaoxiao gave me five dollars more for lunch, I beg all my friends to help me think about it, a big man,  What can I eat for five bucks?), because my mind is already full of images of my small clinic being ransacked.

    I think, seeing this, many friends have already discovered it.  I have very mild persecution paranoia, and I will unconsciously think of the worst in everything.  This is not a disease, because I just think in my head, prepare in my heart, and I will not despair. I have prepared for the worst, and if things turn around, it will be a very perfect surprise (friendly reminder: the ability to bear in my heart)  People who are strong and understand psychology should be able to overcome mild symptoms alone, but if the situation gets worse, please call a psychological counselor for timely treatment, thank you!).

    And things often don't get so bad, for example, the small clinic, which stands quietly in that prime location.  All other places are open for business, but this one seems to be sleeping soundly.

    Thank goodness it's locked!  !

    (Xiaobei has something to do today I couldn¡¯t tell you all. I¡¯m very sorry. I¡¯ll go online as soon as I get back. Xiaobei will work hard to repay everyone¡¯s love!!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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