"Here, wipe it clean here too." Xiaoxuan helped hold Dou Sprout so that Dr. Huang could wipe the wound with a cotton swab.
Dr. Huang gave Douyazai more than ten stitches. It was not until noon that he wiped his face and said, "It's basically healed. Remember to take anti-inflammatory medicine on time."
Xiaoxuan looked at Dou Sprout and asked worriedly why he wasn't awake yet.
Dr. Huang said that he lost too much blood. Now his blood pressure and heart rate are normal. He can wake up after taking medicine and resting.
"Young man, I see that the corners of your eyebrows are also very swollen. Come over here and I'll put some medicine on you."
"What are you applying!"
Long Hair was sitting on the sofa and saw this scene. He said, I won’t die. What are you applying the medicine for? Have you finished it? How much does it cost?
"Thirty is enough, thirty dollars." It seemed that Dr. Huang was really afraid of them.
"You're afraid of asking, I didn't say I wouldn't give you money, take it!" The long-haired man held a cigarette in his mouth and handed over a hundred yuan.
Doctor Huang took the money and touched his trouser pocket for change.
Long Hair flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said, "No need to change. The extra money I gave you is to keep your mouth tighter. Don't talk nonsense when you get back. Do you understand?"
"I know, I know that," Dr. Huang took the money, looked at a few of us, lowered his head and left with the medicine box.
Jin Leihuang was away all day. I heard from a young man that he went to a barber shop in a village in the city. I guessed that he couldn't cut his hair for a day, so maybe he went to see a young lady.
This warehouse in the urban village is surrounded by cement walls and has no windows. We were locked inside and couldn't escape. Fortunately, Dou Sprout finally woke up in the evening and seemed to be fine.
When Dou Sprout woke up, he touched his head, bared his teeth and said that his body hurt so much. We are still locked up. Where is that group of people?
I pointed to the door and whispered that the warehouse door was locked and they were outside.
"Ha. Bah!" Dou Sprout spat towards the door.
"What should we do now?" Xiaoxuan asked me worriedly while sitting on the concrete floor.
Xiaoxuan knew that my plan was to let Jin Leihuang go Puppet Theater, but now that group of people are not going, they are waiting for the person I call Zhao Qingwan to come and send money.
That's the problem. Zhao Qingwan doesn't know the three of us little shrimps at all, and he has no intention of sending money. When the time comes, Jin Leihuang will reveal his secret to no one.
"Fuck." Douyazai pulled at the wound hard.
"Mom. Damn it, why don't you fight!"
I shook my head and said no, there were only a few of us and we were all injured, so we still couldn't do it in a fight.
Dou Sprout has been clamoring for revenge.
I was different. I admit that I was timid at the time. I was a loser. I thought about how the three of us could escape safely without defeating them.
I don't know martial arts. If the beggar Liu were here, I could stab them all to death with a flick of the sword. Now that our heads are gone and we are helpless, we might lose our legs and hands and throw them on the road to beg for food.
The big fat man came to the warehouse at night to take a look. When he came, there was a young woman with heavy makeup beside him. This woman was holding the big fat man's arm, and her whole body exuded a coquettish energy.
The big fat man smiled and said: "Little brother, the time will be up tomorrow."
I said someone would send money tomorrow.
The big fat man looked at me and nodded, "For your own good, I hope what you said is true."
I said of course it is true, but now we have a request.
"Oh, what's the request?"
I said we need some food and two bowls of water. If we don’t eat enough, we won’t have the energy to walk tomorrow.
He said it was no problem.
"My dear, go ahead. Isn't the owner of the canteen your brother-in-law? Go buy some bread and bottles of water, and by the way, help me get two packs of jade."
The woman cooed: "Oh, brother Lei, your legs hurt and you don't want to leave. You
The old messenger calls people."
The fat man patted her area, smiled and stuffed her with two hundred yuan, saying that she would have to "take good care of her" at night.
The woman smiled slightly, twisted her body and walked out.
At this time, Long Hair said: "Brother Lei, this girl is the young lady from the village? I don't think she is very afraid of us."
What did the fat man say about Miss? Aaron, can you be more civilized and call her Miss Xiaofang? I love this girl to death.
The long-haired man frowned. He looked at the woman's leaving figure and said nothing.
Less than half an hour later, the woman came back with a plastic bag. She bought some cheap packaged bread and three bottles of mineral water.
Then the big fat man threw the plastic bag on the ground, smiled and hugged the woman and went out.
Changmao looked at his boss and shook his head, then told his younger brother to lock the door and take turns to eat. .??.
Ten minutes later, there were only three of us left in the warehouse.
Dou Sprout stood up and walked to the door, shaking it with his hand, and found that it was locked with an iron chain.
I said Yazai, don't bother and come and have something to eat.
There were three bags of bread, one for each person. I divided them. One of the bags was broken and leaking air. I planned to eat this myself.
As a result, I vomited after just a few bites. It wasn’t that the bread was expired, but that I had eaten something.
I ate a paper ball.
"Shh!"
Dou Sprout saw this scene and wanted to speak, but I stopped him immediately.
Opening the ball of paper, a line of small words was written on it with a ballpoint pen.
"Go to the Puppet Theater and the real Kung Fu fast food restaurant tomorrow."
Xiaoxuan took a bite of the bread, read this line of writing, and whispered that it might be Miss Xiaofang just now.
I said that I knew that she bought the things, so she must be the most suspicious.
But what does this mean?
go to puppet theater The chef of a real kung fu fast food restaurant?
Thinking about it, I slowly tore up the note.
No matter who the other party is, I think this may be beneficial to us.
The next morning I changed my tune again.
Jin Leihuang asked what time the person who sent the money would arrive and where he was.
I said that according to the agreement, the person who paid me the money would meet me in the back kitchen of the real Kung Fu fast food restaurant in three days.
Jin Leihuang didn't raise any suspicion. He ordered five or six younger brothers to tie our hands and push us into the golden cup.
The young woman named Sister Xiaofang didn't come last night, so the group marched towards the puppet theater in great force.
There were many people at Zhen Kung Fu Fast Food Restaurant at noon, and they were all eating. Jin Leihuang did not dare to chase people too much. He just sent two boys to hold the door, and then ignored the obstruction of the lobby waiter and let me lead the way in.
kitchen.
The kitchen in the back is not big, and there were three chefs cooking over high heat, but no one paid any attention to us.
Jin Leihuang lowered his head and asked me in a low voice: Where is the person who gave me the money?
I was very nervous and didn't know what to do next.
"Hey, isn't this boss? I'm sorry I'm late. The stuff is really good. I brought the money."
At this moment, a bald man in his thirties walked over with a smile, holding a black backpack in his hand.
"Let's go out and have a cup of tea first." The man patted me.
I winked at Xiaoxuan and Douyazai, and immediately followed the bald man out.
"Hey, brothers, are we being ignored?" Jin Leihuang pointed at his group with a smile on his face.
He wanted to follow him out, but was blocked by three chefs wearing aprons, who looked indifferent.
When we arrived at the hall, the bald man pulled out a chair and motioned for us to sit down.
Seeing me looking towards the kitchen, the bald man smiled and said, "Brother Xiaoxiang, don't worry, those people won't come out again."
