As soon as the words fell, Nie Chuan suddenly turned his head, and saw a girl standing at the entrance of the passage, she was about the same age as himself, Nie Chuan squinted at her, and only two words instantly appeared in his mind, exquisite.

The girl in front of her, although her pink face was stained with mud, and her skirt was covered with mud and moss, but this did not cover her own temperament at all, her blue eyes were crystal clear, her slender eyelashes were slightly upturned, she was wearing a bandeau dress, revealing her delicate collarbones, and her clothes were gorgeous and extraordinary, giving people a feeling of being high.

In the language of Huaxia, she can be described in two words, "Bingqing Yujie" and "Bingzi Jade Bone".

Nie Chuan hurriedly covered himself with wet clothes to cover the important part, he didn't expect that in addition to himself, there would be a girl in the sewer, and besides, she was so beautiful.

"I ...... This ......"

Nie Chuan was stunned for a moment, and instantly didn't know how to answer, he really seemed to have something wrong.

"I ......"

"No, what do I have to do with you here! It's you, you must not be happy to come to the sewers in expensive clothes, I haven't said you spied on me yet!"

Nie Chuan said to the girl in English, which was not fluent.

"Sure enough, what the butler said is right, you inferior people are so shameless!"

The girl's willow eyebrows seemed to be twisted together, her angry face looked very cute, and her wavy brown hair made her look much more like a royal sister.

"Heh, we're inferior?"

Hearing this, Nie Chuan was a little angry in his heart, he wanted to tease this girl, grabbed his clothes and threw them on the concrete floor.

"Come, chick, look at us inferior, this is our inferior. ”

Nie Chuan deliberately exposed his injured body, allowing the girl of his age to look at it.

"Ahh

The girl instantly covered her face with her green jade fingers.

"Get out of here, you exhibitionist!"

Looking at the frightened girl, Nie Chuan smiled, without twisting and pinching, he slowly wrung the clothes half-dry in his hands, and put them on his body one by one.

"We are inferior, no more than you, living a life of food and clothing, and we have to live with our hands. ”

"Forget it, you don't understand. ”

"Goodbye, you pampered princess. ”

After speaking, Nie Chuan didn't give the girl a chance to react at all, grabbed the steel ladder inlaid on the sewer, and climbed up step by step, leaving the girl still standing in place.

When he lifted the lid of the drain, a fiery red was instantly reflected on his face.

"You bastard!"

When Nie Chuan heard this voice, the corners of his mouth hooked, closed the lid of the drain, stood between the two high-rise buildings, looked at the green and yellow grass outside the city, and looked at the sunset in the distance.

Nie Chuan snorted self-deprecatingly, with a wry smile on his face.

Just now, it was just a small episode, and he suffered too many grievances, and he seemed to have to get used to it in his heart.

Walking on the streets of a foreign country, the clothes on his body were dripping with water droplets, and the autumn wind was blowing, which made him unconsciously tighten the denim clothes on his body.

Nie Chuan rummaged through his pockets and found thirty dollars in his pockets, which was enough to buy some medicine.

The night in Teese City is neon-lit, and the streets are full of shops, coffee shops, bookstores, fast food outlets, and many homeless people, but more often, gentlemen in suits and leather shoes and ladies in costumes.

He is now going to the pharmacy in Chinatown, the store manager knows him very well, and the two are still fellow villagers, both from Los Angeles, China, and they talk to each other very happily.

The Chinatown of Teese City is not large or small, it is a gathering place for Chinese people, with five or six long streets running vertically and horizontally, and it is the living residence of low-level Chinese people in Teese City.

There are many Chinese restaurants here, most of the Chinese characteristics are involved here, although the food is not as authentic as the local Chinese food, but the taste is not bad, giving great psychological comfort to the people who come to work in the United States.

It's not like the mainland of China, it's biased towards the Hong Kong style, with signboards hanging vertically and neon flashing, more like a Hong Kong-style night market.

Creak.

Nie Chuan pushed open a glass door that was not very clean and said "Pharmacy".

"Xiaochuan, what's wrong with you?"

The store manager at the front desk of the glass cabinet hurriedly stepped forward to hug Nie Chuan.

"Brother Chen, give me an injection of penicillin, and get me some trauma medicine and a roll of bandages. ”

Zhao Chen hurriedly helped Nie Chuan to sit on the chair.

"You sit down first, and I'll get you the medicine. ”

"You, you don't know Ansheng a little bit every day. ”

The two are fellow villagers, and Zhao Chen reprimanded Nie Chuan in the local dialect of Luocheng.

Zhao Chen is twenty-eight this year, nine years older than Nie Chuan, according to his age, Nie Chuan should shout to him.

"Brother Chen, I can't help it. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Chen's hand holding the medicine paused, and then shook his head to get the bandage.

"Let's go, go to the back room, I'll bandage you. ”

Zhao Chen put the medicine and bandages on the hospital bed, and carried Nie Chuan to the bedside of the inner room.

"Come, take off your clothes. ”

Zhao Chen saw Nie Chuan's tattered trouser legs, and couldn't help but shake his head again.

When Nie Chuan carefully took off his clothes, even he gasped for this injury.

"How did you get this?"

Zhao Chen's eyes were full of distress.

"Brother Chen, don't ask, I'm fine. ”

Zhao Chen looked at Nie Chuan, he knew that with his temperament, he wouldn't say anything if he asked again.

"You wait a minute. ”

After speaking, Zhao Chen went out to get a syringe and smashed the glass head of a solvent.

"I'll go, what is this, it hurts so much!"

The needle of the syringe pierced the skin of Nie Chuan's calf.

"Anesthetic, you have to inject it subcutaneously. ”

"The side of your wound is dead flesh, you have to cut it off, you have to stitch it up, it may hurt without anesthetic, but it's not a big deal, it hurts the surface. ”

"I'll give you some iodine for other small wounds, and safflower oil for bruises. ”

"You go take a shower first, and you smell of sewerage. ”

With that, Zhao Chen left the pharmacy.

Nie Chuan knew that there was a bathroom behind this house, so he took off his clothes and went in to take a hot shower.

After about fifteen minutes, Zhao Chen took the things he bought and stood outside the bathroom.

Knock knock.

Zhao Chen knocked on the door.

"The trousers I bought for you, as well as these clothes and shoes, we are about the same number, I'll put it on the bed first." ”

After a while, Nie Chuan dried his hair and sprayed it with hairspray, with a British style and handsome cheeks, he was a walking gentleman.

Nie Chuan sat on the bed, Zhao Chen put on a white coat and pinched Nie Chuan's calf with his hand.

"Do you feel it?"

Nie Chuan shook his head.

"Okay, then I'll start cutting. ”

Zhao Chen picked up the medical scissors and began to trim the dead flesh on Nie Chuan's legs.

"If you want to see it, you can watch it, and ordinary people can't bear it anyway. ”

Zhao Chen looked at Nie Chuan with a smile on his face.

As time passed, pieces of dead flesh were trimmed off, even if there was blood gushing out in this process, and Nie Chuan's complexion did not change, and then it was sterilized stitches, and the curved needles pierced into the skin, even if they didn't feel pain, the touch alone made people chill, Nie Chuan twitched the corners of his eyes, and his face palpitated.

"Okay, the guy is not bad, he can still hold on to the end. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Chen took out another syringe, but this time the syringe needle was much thicker than just now.

"Hold back, penicillin injection is very painful. ”

Zhao Chen pricked Nie Chuan's buttocks with a needle, and at that moment, Nie Chuan's whole body was cold, and then from his buttocks, there was a piercing pain.

"Ahh

After the penicillin, Nie Chuan sat like a needle prick, feeling that his butt was no longer his own.

Zhao Chen wrapped Nie Chuan's calf with medical gauze, and then was about to glue it with medical tape.

"Brother Chen, use your gray super tape to glue me, you know that I won't stop. ”

Nie Chuan scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Okay, I'll wrap you a little wider, and then use tape to glue both sides for you, so that it is breathable and fixed. ”

Zhao Chen briefly bandaged the other small wounds on Nie Chuan's body, and then motioned for Nie Chuan to finish.

"Okay, OK. ”

Nie Chuan put on the clothes given by Zhao Chen, a black shirt and black suit pants, black sneakers and a black leather jacket.

Then Nie Chuan went to the bathroom and rummaged through his tattered clothes, found his thirty dollars, turned around and handed it to Zhao Chen.

"Don't do it, give it to me when you have money, I'll take my own private money first, and let your sister-in-law find out. ”

Zhao Chen smiled and pushed Nie Chuan's money back.

"Alright then, I'll give it to you then. ”

Nie Chuan stuffed the money into his pocket, turned his head and rummaged through his tattered clothes.

"Huh?"

"Where's my phone?"