When he saw Xiaopang lying on the hospital bed, Jiang Wuji seemed to have seen a terrifying monster.
At this time, Xiaopang's body was still wrapped in a bandage, but his seeping face was completely exposed to the air.
The eyelids felt like they were being pulled outwards by force, turning out the pink flesh and blood inside. The cloudy eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes and protruded outwards, almost falling out.
Seeing Jiang Wuji, his head-scratching eyes rolled, and then Xiaopang said in an indistinct voice: "Xiao, Xiao Cheche, you, you come to see me."
Jiang Wuji smiled and nodded, and said, "Well, I'm here to see you."
"Thank you." The little fat man probably wanted to smile, but his face seemed to be stiff and he could only squirm slightly.
Jiang Wuji looked at Xiaopang carefully and did not see those black bugs on him.
Glancing at his parents who were standing at the door talking to Dr. Zhang and Su Xiaorui, Xiaopang lowered his voice and said, "Little Cheche, thank you and Lao Zhang...otherwise I would have been eaten by those bugs."
Jiang Wuji frowned and said, "Where did the bug come from? Aren't you recovered from your illness?"
"Little Cheche's acting skills are really good, hehehe..."
"I lied to them. Anyway, there are indeed no bugs on my body. Now if I don't lie to others, will they continue to treat me as mentally ill?"
Seeing that Jiang Wuji didn't speak, Xiaopang asked again: "How is Lao Zhang? Is he locked up by them?"
Jiang Wuji nodded.
The protruding eyeballs showed a sad color.
"I'm sorry for him. Please go back and say sorry to him for me. There's another thing. Xiaohua may not be able to bear it any longer. You and Lao Zhang must find a way to save her."
"Xiaohua?" This was an unfamiliar name to Jiang Wuji.
"Yes, Xiaohua, you won't forget Xiaohua, right?"
"What's wrong with her?" Jiang Wuji avoided Xiaopang's question.
Xiaopang glanced at the door again with some vigilance. Seeing that Zhang Qiliang's attention was no longer on him and Jiang Wuji, he continued.
"The snake in Xiaohua's belly has started to eat her flesh and internal organs. You have to find a way to get the snake out, otherwise Xiaohua will die."
Jiang Wuji: "..."
There's a snake in my belly? Why the hell would I listen to a mentally ill person?
With the current level of science and technology, if there is really a snake in the belly, a color ultrasound can clearly see it. How could it be delayed until now?
Moreover, even if there is really a snake in the belly of this little flower, how can I help? Disembowel it? Isn’t this pure mental illness...
When Jiang Wuji thought this, Xiaopang salivated and said, "Your expression tells me that you don't believe it, but it's okay. When you see Xiaohua's belly, you will believe what I say."
"Why are you so sure?" Jiang Wuji asked.
Xiaopang: "Because like Lao Zhang, you can also see those terrible bugs."
Does this count as relying on me? Maybe I shouldn't come here... Jiang Wuji thought to himself.
However, Xiaopang suddenly exclaimed: "Bug! Bug!!!"
Jiang Wuji frowned: "Where?"
"Don't come over! Don't come over! Bugs, bugs are back!"
"Help! Help! Help!!!"
Zhang Qiliang and others rushed over when they heard the noise. Xiaopang's mother immediately ran to the hospital bed to comfort her, while her father pushed Jiang Wuji away and yelled with eyes split open: "What the hell did you do?
What!!!”
"I, I didn't do anything." Jiang Wuji looked confused, not knowing why Xiaopang suddenly acted like this.
Besides, he didn't see any bugs either!
"Bang bang bang!"
Xiaopang struggled to escape, but was trapped by the restraints and making the hospital bed noisy was his limit.
"Those bugs are back! Back!"
"No bugs, no bugs, those bugs are all dead!"
"Look, look."
Mother took out a bottle of insecticide from the drawer and sprayed it around.
The pungent smell filled the air, but the little fat boy screamed in horror: "Mom! You sprayed it wrong! You sprayed it wrong!"
The mother, who couldn't see the bug, cried and asked, "Where is that? Where should I spray?"
"That! That!"
Xiaopang stared at Jiang Wuji, his eyes almost falling out of their sockets.
Jiang Wuji frowned: "Look what I'm doing..."
"On your head! Those bugs are in your hair!"
"I saw it! I saw it!"
"Mom, squirt quickly! Squirt quickly!!!"
Everyone looked at Jiang Wuji, and Jiang Wuji subconsciously patted his hair.
As a result, in this shot, a few black bugs were actually captured!
Jiang Wuji gasped and immediately scratched his scalp, only to catch a hard shell!
As the creeping feeling came from his fingers, Jiang Wuji's whole body was covered with cold hairs. The itching from his scalp told him that those black bugs were crawling against his scalp!
Just when Jiang Wuji was trying to catch these bugs from his scalp, the aunt on the side asked with a worried face: "Wuji, are you okay?"
Jiang Wuji was stunned for a moment, then he retracted the fingers in his hair as if nothing had happened, and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine."
"you are lying!"
"You obviously saw it too!"
"You're seeking death! Those bugs will eat your brains!"
"Mom, help him quickly, hurry up!"
"Those bugs are on his head, hurry up!"
Amid Xiaopang's hysterical screams, his mother walked up to Jiang Wuji and said with tears streaming down her face: "I can only wrong you..."
Jiang Wuji understood what she wanted to do, so he squatted down and said, "It's okay, just squirt."
"laugh--"
When the insecticide was sprayed directly on the top of his head, Jiang Wuji felt waves of coldness and was also surrounded by pungent and eye-catching gas.
Black bugs began to fall from the top of the head one after another, clattering to the floor.
"Okay, that's enough!" The aunt pushed away the fat mother with a look of distress on her face.
"You spray so much, you don't know this stuff is poisonous!"
The mother looked a little embarrassed, but she had to do it for her son.
The little fat man on the hospital bed took a long breath. He looked at Jiang Wuji and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know they would find you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Realizing that Zhang Qiliang had been paying attention to his gaze, Jiang Wuji said with a smile: "You should have a good rest. I will see you again when I have the opportunity."
"Auntie, Dr. Zhang, let's go, I want to go back and wash my hair."
"I'm sorry, I didn't know they would go to you, I'm sorry, I didn't know they would go to you..." Xiaopang began to repeat this sentence repeatedly.
Zhang Qiliang nodded, but still asked one more question, "Are you really okay?"
Jiang Wuji said with a smile while resisting the itching coming from his scalp.
