In the hot summer, it is so hot that your forehead is covered with sweat, your chest and back are covered with sweat, and even your tongue is covered with sweat.
How would you feel if a very beautiful girl threw you a bottle of ice-cold Sprite?
So cool!
My heart is soaring!
That’s right. That’s how Wang Tao feels at the moment.
The text message was sent by Hua Xiao. Hua Xiao has always been a very careful person. He was not sure whether Wang Tao was competing at this time. So he sent a text message to Wang Tao.
Just four words: Lin Yi was rescued.
All the depression, all the unwillingness, and all the frustration in Wang Tao's heart suddenly disappeared like the unavoidable aunt that a woman has every month.
Putting away his mobile phone, Wang Tao's whole temperament changed completely. His eyes became firm and electric, and he looked up at Qin Xiaoge.
Qin Xiaoge was very puzzled. Did this guy take the wrong medicine? He completely ignored Lin Yi's life and death?
After walking up to Qin Xiaoge in a few steps, Wang Tao waved his hand.
Snap!
Snap!
Snap!
He slapped Qin Xiaoge three times in a row.
Confused!
Qin Xiaoge was completely stunned.
Why is this guy so barbaric, domineering, and uneducated?
Why do you just hit me without saying hello?
The judges' bench, the rostrum, and the audience seats. Thousands of people in the venue were all stunned.
Wu Yali, who is usually so versatile, stood on the stage stupidly and was at a loss.
After the beating, Wang Tao took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped his palms, and explained with a serious expression: "He is sick, and he is very sick."
Qin Xiaoge's fair and handsome cheeks immediately crawled with more than a dozen bright red earthworms. He wanted to roar, but his lips were numb and his cheeks were so painful that he couldn't make any sound at all.
"Just now, after a face-to-face consultation, I discovered that Qin Xiaoge was suffering from mental illness. There were signs of the disease, and I just asked him to wake up temporarily." Wang Tao said with an innocent face.
The venue was surprisingly quiet.
No one said a word.
What Wang Tao just did was too violent and shocking.
How dare he slap Qin Xiaoge? Who is Qin Xiaoge? He is the young emperor of the Qin family, one of the four major conglomerates in China. He is usually pampered, so how could anyone dare to slap his finger?
"You----" Qin Xiaoge pointed at Wang Tao with trembling fingers, trying to speak vaguely, but when he opened his mouth, two teeth came out first.
"I pulled out two cavities for you for free. I don't need to thank you." Wang Tao said lightly.
"I---I want you to die!" Qin Xiaoge finally made a voice, roaring like a wounded beast.
Wang Tao shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "You still say you're not sick? Who would open their mouth and shut up to death if you're not sick?"
"I want you to die without any body parts!" Qin Xiaoge shouted unbearably.
"Really crazy." Wang Tao looked at Qin Xiaoge with a look of regret and said, "Although I want to help you, you are already hopelessly ill. I have little medical skills and it seems I can't do anything. Is the security guard here?
Please send Mr. Qin backstage to rest."
"I---I'll fight with you!" Qin Xiaoge roared and pounced on Wang Tao, baring his teeth and claws like a wounded cat.
The poor young master of the Qin family has never had a hand-to-hand fight with anyone. In the past, when a sinister person stepped on someone, he would just make a few words and people would naturally come running to fight for him.
But today, Qin Xiaoge met a brutal and domineering guy who didn't play by the rules at all.
He was completely knocked out of his mind by Wang Tao's three slaps. When he threw himself in front of Wang Tao, he realized that he was on the stage at the moment, with thousands of spectators under the stage, and dozens of cameras beside the stage.
But it was too late, everything was too late. Qin Xiaoge understood that the image of a gentleman he had been carefully maintaining was gone from tonight.
The flashing lights kept flashing, and these reporters with keen sense of smell were as excited as chicken blood.
Big news!
Headlines!
If such a report were to break out, it would definitely be explosive and would make headlines.
"The fight against doctors took a surprising turn, and a grassroots man slapped the eldest son of the Qin family!!"
"The eldest son of the Qin family, one of the four major conglomerates in China, suddenly lost his mind during the medical competition!"
"Tragedy at the Medical Fighting Conference! Shocking incident with three palm shots!!"
Many people have even thought of the title of the report.
"Is the security here? Please send Mr. Qin off the stage to rest." Wang Tao said loudly again.
There were security guards, and there were a lot of them. They were standing not far from the stage. But no one dared to come close.
Under the dazzling lights, Qin Xiaoge's hair was disheveled and his face was scarred, with teeth and claws bared like a ghost.
Wang Tao shook his head helplessly and said: "Since you are all so unsympathetic, I should help Mr. Qin relieve his pain."
With that said, Wang Tao reached out and tapped Qin Xiaoge's body a few times, and Qin Xiaoge's body collapsed into his arms.
Wang Tao leaned over and carried Qin Xiaoge on his shoulders like a dog fighting to death. He turned back to the audience and said apologetically: "Sorry, please wait for me for a while. I will send Mr. Qin backstage first. Friends with mobile phones can help call.
One minute 120, be careful not to alert the mental hospital."
After saying that, Wang Tao carried Qin Xiaoge to the backstage.
It was only then that the audience came to their senses. Because it happened too suddenly and too fast. It only took a few seconds from Wang Tao slapping Qin Xiaoge to carrying Qin Xiaoge to the backstage.
"Hello? You can't take Qin Xiaoge away." The host Wu Yali followed closely and stopped Wang Tao with a pale face.
"Okay, Mr. Qin will leave it to you." Wang Tao threw Qin Xiaoge into Wu Yali's arms.
"Ah---you can't do this---" Wu Yali was almost knocked down by Qin Xiaoge's body.
"Can't do this? What should I do?" Wang Tao looked at Wu Yali with an innocent face.
Wu Yali's fair brows furrowed into a Sichuan shape, and she was so anxious that she almost cried.
"Cousin! Let go of my cousin!" A cold and stern voice came, and Xiaoque rushed up from the background.
Wang Tao clapped his hands and smiled at Wu Yali: "The real owner is finally here. You can let go."
"What did you do to my cousin?" Xiaoque ran over, pushed Wu Yali away, and looked at Wang Tao with a vicious face.
"You are also a doctor, you can take a look for yourself. It should be said that your cousin did something to himself." Wang Tao said.
Xiaoque hugged Qin Xiaoge and called her cousin twice, but Qin Xiaoge didn't respond at all.
"I advise you to send your cousin to the hospital immediately. This kind of disease can be turned around if treated in time. If treated late, he can only be sent to a psychiatric hospital." Wang Tao reminded 'very kindly'.
Xiaoque raised his head and glanced at Wang Tao, his face full of resentment, and his eyes could almost spit out fire. He regretted that he did not bring a bodyguard when he went out with his cousin this time. If he had brought a bodyguard, he would definitely cut the guy in front of him who was gloating about his misfortune into pieces!
