"Not bad." The fat security guard's eyes showed determination.
"Is there no other way?" the thin security guard said worriedly. Of course he knew what the words "Ghost Doctor Mo Ziqing" meant.
"You and I are both people who have traveled around the world for many years. Can't you see Zhou Ming's injury?" the fat security guard asked.
The thin security guard was silent. He thought about all the capable people he had seen in his mind. The only one who could pick up Zhou Ming's broken arm was the ghost doctor with an eccentric personality.
The fat security guard breathed out: "No matter what happens, I will be responsible. Besides, I am not only doing it for Zhou Ming, but also for the future of our martial arts hall. I am optimistic about this young man, so I put my hope in him.
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"But..." The thin security guard wanted to say something else.
"It's nothing." The fat security guard shook his head: "Don't think that I don't know what you think in your heart, it's just that I got there first, right? Hey, we are two old friends, who doesn't know the other?"
The thin security guard sighed. The fat security guard was right. Before the fat security guard made this suggestion, the thin security guard was also brewing this idea in his mind, but he didn't expect that it was still a step too late.
"Okay, let's not talk anymore." The fat security guard looked up at the bright moonlight, and then looked into the distance: "The sooner Zhou Ming's arm is treated, the better. Without further ado, I will go to the ghost doctor first."
"Yeah." The thin security guard nodded heavily. With so many years of tacit understanding, there was no need to say anything more.
"Guard the martial arts hall." The fat security guard stretched out his hand, patted the thin security guard's shoulder hard, turned around and left.
At this moment, the thin security guard had some tears in the corners of his eyes. He seemed to still be able to feel the remaining force of the fat security guard's gentle pat on his shoulder, which was so subtle but seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds.
The fat security guard was walking and suddenly turned his head. The thin security guard was startled and quickly wiped his tears with his sleeves. For fear of being seen by the fat security guard, he said: "The wind and sand are really strong today!"
"Are you worried?" The fat security guard said with a smile, "I'm not going to die."
"I'm not okay either." The thin security guard said hard and yawned: "Let's go, let's go, I'll get annoyed when I see you!"
"Hehe." The fat security guard then turned his head, strode forward, stopped a taxi on the street, and drove away.
"You walked so righteously, do you really think you are a heroic hero?" the thin security guard whispered, there was even some disdain in his tone, but his eyes became moist again.