683 Unclear explanation
Half an hour later, Zhongte and Liuzi came to pick us up in a van.
Along the way, everyone was very silent, several treks made the fourth child who was already seriously injured faint directly, Zhongte carried a small medical box for the fourth child to simply deal with the external injury, the car was a stumbling silence and the fourth moaning sound, which made people feel particularly depressed.
Jiang Lin slanted his mouth and looked out of the car window with a cigarette in his mouth, I didn't know what I was thinking, I drooped my head and recalled all the things that happened all night.
Fang Cai's rain of bullets is like a dream, which makes people feel extraordinarily unreal, although we couldn't completely kill Guo Changxi and Boss Yi tonight, but it can be regarded as a small success to provoke their infighting.
After a while, the van stopped at the back door of the hospital where I was staying, and Liuzi said in a low voice: "Lang Lang, you just get off here, I will send Brother Lin and them to the suburbs immediately, Brother Hei and Uncle Qi have already cleaned up an operating room in the fish pond." ”
"Okay, pay attention to the road. I licked my dry mouth, turned back to Jiang Lin and smiled: "Rest for two days, and I'll go over to see you tomorrow when I have time." ”
"No.." Jiang Lin blurted out, and when he met my eyes, he sighed and said, "Let's see." ”
I quipped, "If you don't invite me to drink, you won't allow me to invite you to drink?" ”
"Alright, you can go back to the hospital. Jiang Lin waved his hand and scolded with a smile: "If the ink goes down again, the fourth child should be very cold." ”
I glanced at the fourth child who was half-leaning behind the saddle, and whispered to Zhongte: "Brother Te, please, they are all brothers." ”
Zhongte nodded steadily in response: "Don't worry." ”
After a few brief pleasantries, I waved my hand and walked in the direction of the hospital.
"Lang Lang. Jiang Lin called out to me.
"Aang?" I looked back at him in confusion.
He pointed to my cheek and smiled, "Take off your mask." ”
I touched my face and smiled dumbly, only to notice that I had been wearing a mask all night, and after waving my hand at them again, I strode towards the hospital.
At this time, it was almost five o'clock in the morning, and the sky in the distance was already white, and after a few more delays, the hospital should officially start work, so I had to hurry back to the ward and change into this clothes.
In the early autumn of the mountain town, with a little chill, the yellow kudzu trees everywhere were hunted by the wind, and from time to time I could see one or two family members who got off the morning shift or came to deliver meals to the sick in the hospital compound, and I hung my head and accelerated the pace again.
When I was about to walk to my hospital room, a person suddenly shouted from the back of my head: "Eh, who is that, what is your name, I forgot again."
"Huh?" I turned my head blankly and saw a young man dressed as a very punk with a dreadlocked head standing seven or eight meters behind me with a thermos lunch box.
He walked up to me with a familiar smile and asked, "I feel very much like you when I look at the back, and you are also here to visit the patient?"
"I'm the patient, huh.." I touched my nose and smiled dryly, and then asked him, "What relatives of yours are hospitalized?"
"A friend. He bared his teeth and smiled, looked me up and down, and asked, "Are you fighting with people again?"
I shrunk my neck and put my bloodied arm behind my back to justify: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm a victim, I'm just beaten." ”
"Haha, understand. Liao Guoming looked at me again, waved his hand and said, "I'll come to see you again when I'm free." ”
I heartily agreed: "Okay, I'm bored anyway." ”