Mengdi really listened to Zhou Zichen's words, stopped saying anything, took out his mobile phone to report the situation here, and applied for an ambulance at the same time.
Zhou Zichen could still vaguely hear it, and it should be Guan Wei on the other side.
Guan Wei was also very angry at Meng Di's recklessness and scolded Meng Di. Meng Di also knew that he was wrong and remained silent. Guan Wei was tired of scolding and paused for a moment. Meng Di said: "Guan Wei is tired of scolding Meng Di."
Bureau, I want an ambulance, Zhou Zichen is injured."
Guan Wei said angrily: "I've informed you earlier. Wait where you are and take good care of Xiao Zhou."
After Guan Wei finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Meng Di silently helped Zhou Zichen hold the wound while carefully wiping off the blood on his body with his other hand.
Zhou Zichen saw that Mengdi was scolded and did not defend himself, but he did not forget about the ambulance. He was also careful when wiping off the blood for himself, and he couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart.
"Are you really silent?" Zhou Zichen asked.
Meng Di hesitated for a moment and said, "I will make you angry again when I speak, so I'd better not say anything."
Zhou Zichen couldn't help but laugh twice when he heard this. In fact, Meng Di was still a bit cute in what he did sometimes.
The police and ambulance arrived soon. Mengdi wanted to take Zhou Zichen to the hospital, but was stopped by Guan Wei, because the matter here has not been dealt with yet, at least this den has not been searched, and the fake antiques have not been found.
After Meng Di came out, she had to stay to explain the situation and make a report later. In addition, it was useless to follow Meng Di to the hospital, and her caregiver could not count on her.
Zhou Zichen's condition was not bad. The bullet did not penetrate the bone, but cracks still appeared in the bone.
Although there was a lot of blood, the injury was not serious. He was hospitalized for observation for a week. If there was no infection, he could go home.
The doctors all lamented that Zhou Zichen was lucky and the bullet did not break his bones, but Zhou Zichen knew very well that it was not because of his luck but because of his strong bones.
However, this injury also made Zhou Zichen curious about how hard his bones were. The bullet did not penetrate the bones, but only cracked them.
Downstairs in the inpatient department, Mengdi wore a pair of black high-heeled shoes and a pair of three-quarter-fitting jeans, which just outlined her slender thighs and plump buttocks. Her upper body was paired with a white bottoming shirt and a blue jacket. She was simple and capable, with a little makeup.
The face is less heroic but more feminine than when wearing official clothes.
Mengdi carried a piece of fruit and a piece of supplements in her hand. She specifically asked her father to buy these things.
Looking at the ward upstairs, Meng Di hesitated for a moment, turned around and found a place with fewer people, and said to himself: "Zichen, is that right...ah...that's not right!"
"Zi Chen, thank you for what happened yesterday...it's not right!"
"Zi Chen, I'm here today..."
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For ten minutes in a row, Mengdi stood alone in the corner and muttered to himself. A beautiful woman always easily attracts the attention of others. A beautiful woman who does not look normal will attract the attention of others even more. These ten
Within a few minutes, several people had already come to ask Mengdi if he needed help, which made Mengdi quickly refuse and feel embarrassed. He wanted to run upstairs and kick Zhou Zichen, all because he was embarrassed by looking at him.
After more than ten minutes, Mengdi finally found a more suitable tone for himself. Although he was a little nervous, he was unwilling to continue talking to himself like a madman in this place.
Zhou Zichen's ward is on the fourth floor, and Meng Di has already been fine with it. It is a high-end ward, and only Zhou Zichen lives there.
"Dong dong dong..."
There were three knocks on the door, but no one answered.
After a while, Mengdi knocked three more times, but still no one answered.
Mengdi curiously looked inside through the glass on the door, but there was a cloth curtain covering the glass, and there was only a small crack to see inside.
"Hey..., what are you looking at?" A hand gently patted Mengdi's shoulder, and Zhou Zichen's voice suddenly came from behind.
Mengdi, who wasn't paying attention to his surroundings, was so frightened by this that he almost screamed, and the fruit in his hand scattered all over the floor.
Meng Di looked back and saw Zhou Zichen standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.
Mengdi became angry when he saw Zhou Zichen's smile. He was treated as a fool downstairs first, and then was shocked by Zhou Zichen when he came up. If it wasn't for Zhou Zichen's injury, he wouldn't have scolded him.
After saying a few words, he turned around and left.
But Mengdi still remembers that Zhou Zichen was injured because of himself. No matter what, he should hold back and not be angry.
Meng Di took a deep breath and squeezed out a "ladylike" smile: "Zichen, why didn't you rest in the room? If you just got injured, don't walk around. It's not good for the wound to heal!"
Zhou Zichen's whole body trembled at Meng Di's words, and he couldn't help but take two steps back: "What's wrong with you? Did you take the wrong medicine?"
Mengdi almost went berserk. He had never spoken to anyone so gently. Since he could remember, no man except his father had ever enjoyed such treatment. This week, Zhou Zichen actually said that he had taken the wrong medicine.
But when I saw Zhou Zichen's arm hanging on his chest, I took three deep breaths and endured it!
"Zichen, why do you say that? Come on in and lie down while I pick up the fruits." Mengdi said and went to pick up the fruits on the ground.
Zhou Zichen knelt down to help pick up the fruit, but kept staring at Mengdi, and asked tentatively: "What's wrong with you today? Have you become girly?"
Meng Di couldn't bear it anymore and asked through gritted teeth: "Am I not a woman?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Mengdi quickly changed back to her "ladylike" tone: "I want to be a little more ladylike and be a little gentler to you."
Meng Di hurriedly said that he was on the verge of going berserk and beating someone up at any time. Zhou Zichen had better not say anything to offend him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to guarantee whether he would take action directly later.
Zhou Zichen feels awkward no matter how he looks at it: "I don't think you are suitable for being a woman. The neutral route is fine, or the violent policewoman route is also pretty good."
Meng Di stopped talking. She was afraid that if she spoke, she would be angry with Zhou Zichen.
The two picked up the fruit and entered the ward. Zhou Zichen found that Mengdi's walking posture was different, one step at a time, completely different from the resolute and resolute way he used to wear police uniforms.
"Zichen, do you want some fruit? Let me peel an apple for you!" Mengdi started talking again.
Zhou Zichen couldn't bear it any longer, and he had goosebumps all over his body: "Mengdi, you should be more normal. I don't think you can be a lady in this life. You really insult the word lady."
"Zhou Zichen, I found that you are a bit ignorant. I have worked so hard and you still don't appreciate it. Can you eat the apple?" Mengdi started to get angry while holding an apple, and he no longer pretended to be coy.
Lady.
Although Meng Di's words now are not as polite as before, at least they sound more natural.
Zhou Zichen lay on the bed and nodded: "Eat one."
Mengdi peeled the apples very quickly and very well, and they were done in a short time.
"Here!" Mengdi brought the apple to Zhou Zichen.
Zhou Zichen raised his injured hand: "Do you think I can eat it like this?"
"Right hand!"
Zhou Zichen raised his right hand and saw a big clip on his middle finger. He didn't know what it was for. It was also wrapped with a layer of medical glue: "Feed me!"
Mengdi took two deep breaths and secretly told himself that Zhou Zichen was injured to save himself. Even if he did it on purpose now, you should just endure it and wait until you get back.
Mengdi comforted himself while feeding Zhou Zichen an apple.
Zhou Zichen opened his mouth to measure it, shook his head and said: "It's too big, cut it in half or into small pieces."
Mengdi continued to comfort himself, cut the apple in half, held it in his hand, and bent down to feed Zhou Zichen.
Zhou Zichen took a bite and praised: "This apple is good, crisp and sweet."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Zichen accidentally saw Meng Di bending over and saw the spring light on his chest, which was quite plump.
Meng Di saw Zhou Zichen suddenly stunned, and immediately reacted. He was angry and ashamed, and stood up straight: "I can't treat you well if I find you."
Zhou Zichen said with a smile: "This is not intentional, I just saw it. Give me another bite of the apple."
Meng Di didn't dare to bend down while holding the apple in his hand. However, Meng Di was taller than the average girl, so he simply squatted beside the bed and stuffed the apple into Zhou Zichen's mouth.
"Dong dong dong..."
As soon as Meng Di squatted down, there was a knock on the door outside.
Meng Di quickly stood up. Meng Di, who was not used to high heels, didn't stand firm and was about to fall. Fortunately, Zhou Zichen had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed Meng Di's hand holding the apple.
Meng Di fell firmly on Zhou Zichen's chest, just pressing Zhou Zichen's left hand. Zhou Zichen grimaced in pain.
"Retribution!" Zhou Zichen took a breath and said three words.
"Are you okay?" Zhou Zichen and Mengdi asked this question almost at the same time.
"Hey...Zhou Zichen, you're injured, why don't you pay attention to the doctors and nurses coming in and out of the ward?" Wang Ziqi's voice came from the door.
Meng Di quickly stood up, but his feet sprained and he didn't stand up at all.
Zhou Zichen glared at Wang Ziqi, blaming her for talking nonsense, and then said to Mengdi: "If you don't know how to wear high heels, don't wear them. These things are not suitable for you!"
"That's right, not just any woman can be a good woman." Wang Ziqi sneered.
Meng Di was not stupid, so he could naturally hear it. Meng Di also happened to have a fiery temper, so he immediately became anxious: "It's better than those vases that only know how to wear heavy makeup."
Wang Ziqi is not an easy person either: "Only those who have no inner meaning or culture judge others by their appearance. Moreover, making yourself look good is also a sign of respect for people."
"Surface, does it show respect for people if you make yourself look beautiful? Do you show respect for people if you tidy yourself up?"
"Who are you saying is unclean?"
"Whoever thinks he is unclean will be anxious!"
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When Zhou Zichen saw these two people arguing, he was also upset: "You two, please be quiet. This is a hospital, not..."
Before Zhou Zichen finished speaking, Meng Di and Wang Ziqi shouted two words to Zhou Zichen at the same time: "Shut up!"