At this time, I had been stopped by the traffic police. I watched three traffic policemen walking towards me. I was thinking about the reason for towing the car, but they looked at the license plate number of the car and immediately took it.
He made a phone call and said a few words, then immediately turned around and left. I was stunned for a moment, and then it suddenly occurred to me that Wang Li is a gangster brother, and this car belongs to him. Those police officers just confirmed
After reading it once, I naturally left immediately after knowing it. Afraid of getting myself into trouble, I shook my head, put my foot on the accelerator, and rushed towards the hospital.
After arriving at the hospital, I ran in and saw several yawning doctors inside. I immediately took out my ID of the Supernatural Time Investigation Team and said to them: "I am a policeman, and now several of my colleagues are injured.
Treat them immediately."
The doctors didn't react at all when they saw me coming in, but when they heard that I was a policeman, they all cheered up like giving chicken blood. Then I pulled them and took Wang Li and the three of them away.
When I went in to get a blood transfusion or an operation, I suddenly became free and came to the ward where Yi Xinxing had a blood transfusion. I leaned against the bed and fell asleep without knowing it.
To be honest, I rarely know what dreams feel like since I graduated from college. Maybe it’s just like Cui Zuofei said, we monks generally don’t dream. The only two or three times I’ve had dreams since I graduated from college are
Dreams that predict the future. Some people may think that it is good not to dream. It will be dawn as soon as you close your eyes. In fact, this is not the case. I have not dreamed for a long time and I miss the feeling of traveling in the sky when I dream. I remember dreaming when I was a child.
Sometimes I want to fly, that is, I can soar into the clouds and mist in my dreams, but every time I fly in the air, I can no longer fly, but fall from the sky. Sometimes I urinate next to a lake or stream in my dreams, and I wet the bed when I wake up.
Speaking of which, dreams actually have the function of predicting a person's dreams when he was a child, but he was too young to think about these things at all.
It was Cui Zuofei who shook me up the next day. When I opened my eyes, I saw myself lying next to Yi Xinxing's hospital bed. I saw that the bed was empty and Yi Xinxing was not there, but Cui Zuofei handed me a bowl.
I took the porridge without thinking about it. I took it and swallowed it in one bite. I couldn't help it. I was really hungry and tired from yesterday.
But as soon as I drank it, I immediately vomited it out. It was not because it was hot, but because I felt that what I was drinking was not porridge, but the loneliness of his uncle. Cui Zuofei, this bastard, it seems that the price of salt has dropped again recently. I
There were at least five spoons of salt in this small bowl. He dared to give this porridge to others without fear of poisoning them.
When Cui Zuofei saw me vomiting, he became a little angry and said: "Damn quilt, I have been working hard all morning to make it, and you just vomited like this?"
"I guess you're just wasting the rice by making porridge." I said without politeness at all.
"No, after I made it today, both Wang Li and Huangpu Duan said it was delicious." Cui Zuofei said with his head hanging.
I felt a burst of contempt in my heart. Wang Li was obviously embarrassed to speak. When Huangpu Duan and the others were special forces, they probably ate all kinds of small animals and insects alive. Although your porridge is quite outrageous, it is still within his tolerance.
Suddenly, I saw that Yi Xinxing was not on the bed, so I asked carefully: "Isn't it because your porridge poisoned him to the operating room that his intestines were washed when Yi was not here?"
Cui Zuofei looked at me with contempt and said: "Lao Yi likes it very much. He swallowed a bowl in one breath. Didn't he go to the toilet to rinse his mouth before finishing?"
I looked at Cui Zuofei and sighed. I really didn't know whether to call him naive or innocent.
"Forget it, Brother Cui, let's go out to eat together later and I'll treat you." I took out my wallet and looked at it. I still had some money, so it should be okay to have some food.
"Sure, haha, I want to eat KFC." Cui Zuofei said immediately.
"Khan, Brother Cui, why are you eating that stuff? It's not nutritious, and it's such a cheat. I might as well drink your porridge." I said to Cui Zuofei. Actually, what I said was not meaningless.
Based on this, I remember that I went to KFC once before. At that time, KFC was selling rice bowls, and they talked about "Mom's taste". After I finished eating, I came back with the comment: This is how your mother's cooking tastes! You
This is what mom gives you! Your mom is a stepmother, right? She’s chewing on your sister.
We were happy at that time. It wasn’t that we supported domestic production, but we didn’t know why so many people like to eat junk food like KFC. Foods like KFC are considered junk food in the eyes of foreigners, but when they arrived in China, they were the opposite.
It’s become a treasure. I remember hearing a junior high school student say that he was used to eating KFC every day, and he would be so hungry if he didn’t eat KFC for a day. When I heard that, I felt that this guy was born decades earlier and was another Dong Cunrui, a guy who worships foreigners and loves foreigners.
As he explained, he had been eating rice for more than ten years. Why didn't he say he was hungry when he stopped eating?
Many primary school students, middle school students, and even many college students are like this. They always feel that foreign food is good. When going out with their friends, they always feel that it is good to go to foreign restaurants. But in all honesty, are those foods really filling?
That is to say, pretend to be cool, pretend to be an artistic young man.
Anyway, I just like eating in Chinese restaurants. Supporting domestic products is on the one hand, but on the other hand, it is a matter of habit. I am used to eating Chinese food. At least I am not like some people who, after eating Chinese food for more than ten years,
After eating one or two meals of Western food, or some junk food from abroad, I immediately praise how delicious the Western food or junk food is.
Some people keep saying they are patriotic, but they always use foreign products in many aspects. As far as I know, the Japanese never use electrical appliances from other countries, they all use their own.
Ahem, forget it, it’s a bit far. Anyway, when I heard that Cui Zuofei was going to eat at KFC, I immediately shook my head and said, “Forget it, it’s better to go hungry than to eat that thing.”
"Haha, I know you don't like eating those foreign things. Let's go eat fried noodles later." Cui Zuofei patted me on the shoulder and said.
At this time, Yi Xinxing also came out of the toilet. I could clearly see that Yi Xinxing's lips were swollen. I don't know how many times he had brushed them. The taste of the porridge made by Cui Zuofei was indeed a bit permeable and mutually exclusive.
After chatting for a while, they put on their clothes and went out to eat. Yi Xinxing's injury was considered very minor. It was just a ruptured capillary blood vessel in the skin, which was not too serious. However, Shi Zhenhang and Wang Li were seriously injured, both of them lost blood.