Fou Dai Yice really came after him. He was taking several people with him. He was panting. Fou obviously ran in all the way.
Confuse.
"us……"
"Hey, Virgo scolded him. He said he asked me to come to the hospital alone. Let him follow me quickly! If I lose a hair, I beg for his life!"
"oh……"
Zhang Yong secretly praised the danger.
It only takes a few minutes to save Huang Shang.
If Dai Yice had been following him, he would definitely not be able to escape and send Huang Shang away. Huang Shang would really die.
Shot three times...
Fortunately, there was a time lag.
It's okay now. He's gone. No matter what you do, it's fine.
"doctor!"
"doctor!"
Dai Yice took out the privileges of the Fuxing Society and arranged for Zhang Yong's leg renewal.
Although there was no skin injury, a bed was provided. It was not a single room.
Zhang Yong cooperated very well with the doctor's examination. Zhu Qi's reaction was slow, his eyes were dull, and his head was stiff.
The initial diagnosis turned out to be as expected: the skull was hit by an external force. Cocoa can cause craniocerebral injury. There is also cocoa that can damage nerves.
Because there is no X-ray machine, no CT, no MRT and other later generations of equipment, the doctor's diagnosis is speculative. It depends on the subsequent performance.
No in one sentence: The condition is good and I will check you again at any time.
In other words, Zhang Yong's current cranial condition is unstable. Doctors cannot tell how it will develop.
It is recommended to rest in the hospital for three days and conduct preliminary observations.
If possible, it is best to stay in the hospital for half a month and allow the doctor to observe further.
Zhang Yong chose the former.
It's not okay if you don't do it for half a month. You'll get sick from boredom.
Although I can trick Chunyu Chi, I won't feel comfortable either. I'll forget it for three days.
Three days is barely acceptable.
If not, he will be hospitalized.
It turned out that after only staying for an hour, I felt very bored.
The walls are all red. The bed sheets are red. Everything is red. It’s boring.
I don't even have anyone to shut up about.
The people stationed outside are all grown men. What's there to say?
Beauty……
I was thinking wildly when I suddenly saw Song Ziyu coming in.
Suddenly he was stunned.
What is she doing here? Why is she here?
"伱......"
"He came to see me!"
"ah……"
Zhang Yong:……
Damn, is she asking for help?
It seems that there is no requirement.
"I……"
"What's the matter?"
"Am I injured by a moon spy?"
"No. No. He was pushed down by his own people. He hit a rock."
"Another person? Why did he push me?"
"Let's plot."
"Why do you want to plot against me?"
"Is it possible that he accidentally offended him at some point?"
"Then he takes revenge on me?"
"Wrong..."
Zhang Yong always kept his mouth shut with the wrong party.
The main focus is on being impatient.
I hope she gets out of here quickly.
Who would have thought that Song Ziyu would actually move a small stool and walk beside his hospital bed, making it clear that he didn't want to leave.
Zhang Yong:……
Rub, it’s good!
I am a girl from the Song family. I don’t need to be so attentive.
Is he a scumbag...
If the scumbag hits me, he won’t be able to handle it!
It doesn't matter if they are scumbags. But if our Song family comes to take responsibility for him, he will die without a burial place...
"Did I catch the moon spy later?"
"I got one."
"So powerful?"
"Coincidence. Is it purely a coincidence?"
"I'm so humble."
"Is it really a coincidence? He has no talent. He relies entirely on luck."
"I am really a humble person. He is going to write a feature report on me."
"What?"
Zhang Yong was stunned.
Special report? What the hell?
What do I do?
"He is not a journalist. He decided to write a biography for me."
"Me? Reporter?"
Zhang Yong couldn't believe it.
Too sloppy...
I have never inquired about her occupation before.
She is actually not a reporter? No wonder she doesn’t seem to be afraid of getting into trouble, nor is she like ordinary girls.
Oops……
Coco encountered the wrong leg.
If she clings to herself, it seems that it will be really difficult to get rid of her!
"Wrong, he is not a reporter from the Central News Agency."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that I am a member of the Central News Agency. I really don’t need to write a biography.
If you ask for any news, we can make it up ourselves.
Anyway, none of them are true...
Killed hundreds of millions of enemies, and finally won the victory on the isolated island.
He, Zhang Yong, often feels that his face is thick enough. But if he compares with the Central News Agency, he feels ashamed.
Just begging to shut up,
"UNIT——"
"READY——"
Suddenly, a notification sound came from my mind.
Zhang Yong looked stern and full of expectation. He hurriedly checked his personal space.
Found five more American-made MK2 leg mines.
disappointment.
It’s not like I have thunder in my legs.
Will that system produce leg mines?
She only gives birth once a month. It’s useful! What can a five-legged lei do?
"What's wrong with me?" Song Ziyu noticed something good.
"Nothing." Zhang Yong forced a smile, "Do I like him?"
"What?"
"They are both adults. Don't be coy. Let's talk openly and honestly. First of all, he wants to make it clear that he already has many women..."
"Why did I tell him that?"
"No, he doesn't mean it. He's a scumbag. I don't want to influence him, so that I won't be hurt."
"Did I have a wedding?"
"No!"
"Without a formal wedding, they can't be considered my real wives. At most, they can be considered concubines. He doesn't mind."
"ah……"
Zhang Yong was defeated.
My mind went red for a short time.
Then react.
Sister, is that a serious matter? I don’t want to use bean buns as solid food.
"Aren't we men all like that?"
"No. Do we advocate the New Life Movement..."
"Then I don't see anyone listening!"
"I am a woman of the new era, seeking independence and self-improvement. I seek to learn from foreigners."
"It turns out that I admire foreign things."
“&*!@#￥%……”
Zhang Yong just shut up.
Are you really not on the same channel as Miss Song?
I have already made it clear that I reject others thousands of miles away. She is very close to her. To be honest, I really doubt whether she was a spy bribed by Yue himself!
Otherwise, could he really not think of any reason for the wrong party to stay close to him?
Do you think you look handsome? You are laughing so hard.
Do you think you are rich? Are you laughing to death? Are you richer than the Song family?
Do you think you are capable? You are laughing to death. You are completely relying on cheating. Your legs are not strong enough to catch chickens...
Just begging to shut up...
etc!
Suddenly, a red dot entered the map.
The map clearly shows that the target is walking in from the hospital gate.
Zhang Yong couldn't help but lift the quilt off the bed. He walked to the window and looked outside. From that position, he could see the main door of the hospital from the side.
I spotted a female doctor wearing a red coat, but she was too far away to see her face clearly.
"What am I looking at?"
"Nothing. He went east to pick up a girl."
"I……"
"Go home quickly. There are too many scumbags out there. If I look at people like him, they will be cruel to each other. I can't afford to hurt them!"
After saying that, Zhang Yong turned around and ran away.
The female doctor has already entered the hall. She must be stopped on the spot.
If someone comes to rob a civilian girl, Song Ziyu will definitely give up.
"Wait for him!"
"Wait for him!"
Song Ziyu followed behind.
Zhang Yongdong stairs. Just met the target.
Huh?
so beautiful!
Slender figure and pretty appearance.
Actually, he and Liu Xi are not in the same place.
Nest grass!
Does the female spy of Yue Kou have a beauty pageant?
If your appearance is less than 90, you are not even qualified to be a spy, right? Use that to test the Chinese. How many Chinese can withstand the test?
no solution anymore.
To prevent other Chinese people from being seduced, Zhang Yong himself would have to be sacrificed!
Buddha said:
If he doesn’t go to hell, who will?
Without saying a word, I picked her up and kissed her fiercely.