Now, if there is an old lady inside, forget it. If Pengci gets motion sickness, will he be sent to the hospital or not?
Along the way, Song Xi was thinking about how to start a fight with the master. The master had not spoken since he got in the car, so it was a bad start.
From a distance, I saw a three- or four-story goddess statue standing high in the center of the square. The goddess had a calm and slightly compassionate expression. The streamers behind her were fluttering, as if she was about to fly away in the wind.
There were children running and playing around, couples snuggling and whispering, old people taking a slow walk, and even men, women and children dancing square dances.
Under the statue of the goddess, Mo Ziyin was talking to a man. When he saw Song Xi coming over saying hello, he said:
"Beauty, this is your friend, please introduce me."
"I'm not interested in getting to know you." Song Xi replied directly.
In the past, she would have just walked away at most, and might even have made an excuse to give the other person a chance. But she always felt that she had wronged herself by taking care of others.
After saying this, Song Xi felt physically and mentally relaxed. It turned out that I just said my heart was so relaxed.
"Beauty, you are not as lovable as this beauty." The man spoke in a sinister manner and tried to sow discord.
"Whether others like me or not is none of my business. If you like me, I can ascend to heaven?" According to Song Xi's temperament, she wouldn't talk nonsense like that and would just beat him up.
But not today. Looking at the busy eyes around her, she felt that this was a good time to shape her character.
"Brother, I can make you feel happy." The man was angry and tried to take advantage of him verbally.
Song Xi threw the small bag in Mo Ziyin's hand and rolled up her sleeves.
"I will make you feel ecstasy right now."
Song Xi went up and beat her up, but she didn't try her best.
It was just enough to make the other party feel the pain, but not so painful that it was unbearable. The other party couldn't escape, so he beat him back and forth dozens of times.
At this time, a circle of spectators had gathered around, and they saw a petite little girl who looked like she was underage beating someone, and the little girl seemed to have no strength at all.
Everyone just watches the excitement and doesn't save anyone.
In the end, the little girl seemed to be tired from the beating. After kicking the man twice, she took her companion and left.
Seeing that the man didn't resist, the crowd guessed that the man might be in the wrong.
"Children today are very violent. It will be amazing for such girls to get married when they grow up."
"Don't you know? Nowadays, the criterion for evaluating a person's strength is how many old ladies he can defeat."
"Can you beat your old lady?"
"cannot."
Away from the crowd of onlookers, the two of them wandered around casually, shopping and eating.
If you see a store, you will go in. If a waiter has a bad attitude, you will yell at him. If someone makes fun of you, you will be beaten up. Even in bars and clubs, as long as there are people, you will go.
The more people there are, the happier it is.
So after a few days, the atmosphere in that area changed a lot. Everyone was spreading the word that there was a hot-tempered woman who was not afraid of anything. She would yell at anyone who didn't like her and beat her if she made her unhappy.
Simply inhumane.
But that person did not appear again, and there was no new missing girl.
Song Xi was tired, and she wanted to stay at home and lie down, but thinking that the one-month deadline was almost over, she had no choice but to drag Mo Ziyin out again.
This time she took Mo Ziyin to a clinic.
On the day she came out for the first time, she took her to this clinic to see her. He was a young doctor who was famous for his superb medical skills, but he had a bad temper.
Patients are often annoyed to death by him, and next time they get sick they have to come back here to continue being criticized, because nowhere else can he treat patients as well as he does.
That day, the doctor took Mo Ziyin's pulse and said while writing an order: "Why, the one at home is a criminal investigator? Such a serious injury can't be seen from the outside."
Mo Ziyin blushed at that time. The doctor looked at it and said, "Next time, you can do it yourself. That way you can control the severity by yourself."
Mo Ziyin opened his mouth, but didn't say what he wanted to say.
Song Xi couldn't figure out how Mo Ziyin got injured, and was still wondering if she was doing some weird PLAY in the secret realm.
Seeing Mo Ziyin's face flushed like this, the sarcastic persona came up: "Doctor, you are here just because of this mouth, right?"
The doctor glanced at Song Xi and said, "To each other, you must have come down from taking gun medicine. Look at how red and swollen your lips are."
"I have matte lips. Do you know the makeup skills?"
"Don't put on makeup next time you come here. There are all kinds of weird and scary looks here, and you're here to make things worse." The doctor threw out the list in his hand.
"Just transfer the order again." He said to Mo Ziyin.
Entering the clinic again, there were three or four patients waiting in front. Song Xi and the others queued at the back. After a while, two or three more patients came from behind. Song Xi was glad that she came early today, otherwise she would have to wait again.
Sitting in front of the consultation table was a young man. The doctor may have said something to him before, but he only heard him say: "Hey, the doctor is wrong. What the Internet said about me may be..."
"Then you go and read it online." The doctor stopped the pen in his hand and looked at him quietly.
"This...this..." The man didn't say anything for a long time, and finally said, "I think you are right."
The second person was an elderly woman: "Young man, can you reincarnate yourself into a better family after taking this medicine?"
"You have chosen a good family. Turn left when you go out and worship the goddess Da Da. May you get what you want."
The third person was a young girl. Her face turned red with embarrassment.
"Why is your heart beating so fast? Is there anything wrong with your body?"
"Doctor...Doctor, I like you." The girl struggled to speak out.
"I like myself quite a lot, next one."
This time the patient said nothing when he stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, hoping to avoid the fate of being criticized.
"What's wrong? I've just ignored you and run away? If you don't tell me, how will I know what issues you want to see?"
"Doctor, do I have many problems?"
"One thing has been cured."
Song Xi was so excited to watch it, and he was so convinced that he was able to insult others. Compared with just punching and kicking him when he couldn't speak for himself, compared with others, he was nowhere near the same level.
Moreover, people come and go here every day, and it's not the same. Rather than wandering around aimlessly, maybe it would be safer to just sit back and wait.
"Doctor, I'm here for a follow-up consultation." After Mo Ziyin finished speaking, he stopped talking.
"Next time you get beaten, just use these two orders. Don't come here again." After checking the pulse, the doctor took a few strokes and wrote a prescription.
"You have a good memory, doctor." Song Xi flattered.
"Oh, I didn't recognize her when I saw her, but I recognized your mouth."
