"What are you doing? Aren't we going out together? Don't use the light to shine on me." Wang Han was confused and didn't know why Bangzi asked.
"It hurts!" Meng Bizhi shouted, his lips black.
Bangzi took out a small red pill and stuffed it to Meng Bizhi, "Send it to the hospital!"
Wang Han carried Meng Bizhi on his back and the others quickly went out.
"What should I do if that Wu Fa?" asked with a jump.
"He was originally the double flower red stick under Shi Er's command, and he couldn't die!" Wang Han replied.
Send Meng Bizhi to the hospital quickly.
Fortunately, the delivery was delivered in time and I would die a little later.
Wang Han and his friends sat in the corridor.
The doctor walked out of it, "The patient is awake!"
Wang Han walked in, Meng Bizhi held an oxygen hood on his mouth, and his unlost legs were spread out and lying on the hospital bed with a shelf, with his big butt green and purple.
"Fatty, how do you feel?"
Meng Bizhi's lips were purple, and he was a little panting when he spoke, "I can't feel my butt anymore."
Wang Han pinched Meng Bizhi's wrist, "This time you have made great contributions again. Whatever you want, tell me, I will do it for you!"
Meng Bizhi was gasping and breathing rapidly, "Brother Han, I really want you to have something to do now."
"You said, I will definitely do it for you to go to heaven and earth."
Meng Bizhi gasped, "It's only a very small thing."
"You said! I'll do it for you now!"
Meng Bizhi's lips trembled.
"Can you move your feet and step on my oxygen tube?"