I hurriedly wiped it all over my face and body, anyway, dog blood is free.

"Take them all!" The police officer who looked like a leader saw the excitement of the crowd and was afraid of a group incident, and comforted, "We will handle it impartially, let's disperse." ”

More than a dozen policemen were holding the injured suits, and when I was lifting up the suits, he suddenly shouted in the island language, and ran over to translate: "Mr. Inoyama wants to protest solemnly!

"All I saw," said a sturdy policeman, "when we gave a warning, your client didn't listen to the persuasion and continued to beat this buddy!"

"Yes," shouted the other police officers and onlookers, "we can all prove it!"

Justice is at ease in people's hearts. Pretending to be unconscious, I thought to myself.

Wang Chuhan ran over quickly, ignoring the filth on my body, squatted down, hugged me and cried: "Brother Liu, uncle, wake up." Don't scare me, 55555-----"

"Where is this?" I was forced to wake up in silence with tears streaming down my face.

"Uncle is awake"! Wang Chuhan's image is too embarrassing, not to mention the cloak and his dress is torn. Now, my face, my hands, and my body are covered with a stained red liquid. "Sister Yang Yan, he's awake, 55555".

"Master," Xiao Guan asked in a shrieked voice, standing behind, "are you alright?"

"Something," I said weakly, "dying." ”

"Ah," Zhang Rou squeezed in, looking anxious, "Then call an ambulance!"

"Liu Wuye", Yang Yan also squatted down and whispered, "Are you okay? ”

Because I said that I was a jobless vagrant, I didn't expect that it would become a special pen name for Yang Yan and me when they were together.

"Tell me more. Who told you to call the police so early?" I whispered, "I didn't even eat the meat back to the pot."

"I really didn't call the police," Yang Yan said aggrievedly, "Who can't see that you can fight! Besides, I will protect you when it is in great danger!" After speaking, he also brushed the messy hair on my forehead with his hand.

"Okay, I won't fight in the future, you come." I was still happy in my heart, but I said, "I'm tired." ”

"Okay, don't talk yet!" Yang Yan glared at me, "Listen to my arrangement."

Looking at her serious expression, I knew that something was going on, and I remembered what my grandfather often said, "Damn it."

Chaotian, immortal for thousands of years"!

"What a drop of love!"

I literally fell asleep.

When I woke up, I was in the intensive care unit of the People's Hospital.

Outside the window, the blue sky drifts with white clouds, someone is singing by the window of the tall building opposite, and on the top of the building, an unknown bluebird is speeding by.

Looking at the sleeping tube next to me, my heart was hot, I had an infusion tube in my left hand, and I touched it with my right hand, good guy, except for the eyes and mouth, the whole thing was wrapped into a dumpling.

Wondering.

The door opened, and a bright-eyed nurse walked in. Holding a tray in his hand, his voice is pleasant and gentle.

"Big Hero", her smile, like the sunshine of spring, brings vitality. "Are you awake?"

"Hmm".

I was just about to draw a "?" and the tube woke up. "Master, it's okay, it's great!" Xiao Guan's smile was very sincere and stretched.

"Who said it's okay?" the little nurse suddenly glared at Yueya, "Your master has a broken body all over his body, a heavy chest injury, and a severe concussion!"

"Huh?"

"Remember, Comrade Xiaoguan", the little nurse did not relent, "Don't talk about the door!"

Although he was very puzzled, Xiao Guan nodded his head heavily, blushing like Guan Gong. This kid, that's all, blushes when he sees a beautiful woman, and he listens to women.

The little nurse put the pillow upright, helped me to lie down, and then fed me one bite at a time with a rice spoon.

Enjoy!

Who said that when God closes a door for you, he will soon open a window for you.

My buddy hasn't found a job yet, and his life has not been settled, but he has experienced the treatment of successful people first: good wine, beautiful women, and good food. The most important thing is that people are willing to serve you.

The song of Cui Jian, the "father of rock and roll", suddenly came to mind:

I'm shirtless, and I'm facing the wind and snow

Running on the road out of the hospital

Don't stop me, and I don't want clothes

Because my illness just doesn't feel anything

Give me some flesh, give me some blood

Replace my ambition as steel and perseverance as iron

Make me cry, make me laugh

Let me sprinkle a little wild on this snow

YiYe－－YiYe

Because my illness just doesn't feel anything

YiYe－－YiYe

Let me sprinkle a little wild on this snow

I had no clothes or shoes on

But I couldn't feel the strength and intensity of the northwest wind

I don't know if I'm walking or running

Because my illness just doesn't feel anything

Give me a little stimulation, Doctor

Give me some love, my nurse sister

Make me cry or make me laugh

Let me sprinkle a little wild on this snow

Just as I was humming and chirping, the door was slammed open. In the face of a powerful reality, any non-dividing thoughts, rootless dreams, will be shattered.

"Liu Dajun!" At the door opened, under the police uniform and national emblem, two policemen, one fat and one thin, raised the A4 paper in their hands, "You have been arrested on suspicion of intentionally injuring and sabotaging investment promotion!"

"Oh, it's time to come or it's coming." I said softly.

"Criminal, tell me the truth about your crime!" the fat cop snapped as he walked over to my bedside.

"Police officer"!

I'm enraged, what? Come up and think you're a criminal, have you investigated?

"First of all," I said with great difficulty, "before the court verdict, I was just a suspect, not a criminal as you say".

"And secondly," I said calmly, "in the West there is a very famous Miranda Declaration, have you heard of it? You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will be a testimony in court!"

"Qubble!" the skinny policeman who had drunk a little wine screamed and rushed over, raising his hand to hit him. Wenwen's weak little nurse didn't know where she got the courage, so she lifted the tray and stalled over.

After the sound of "dang", the little nurse took a few steps back.

The fat policeman grabbed his companion who continued to pound.

"I'm not honest, I saw that the old man in the institute didn't kill you!" the thin man roared viciously.

"Whatever, if you want to kill me, Lao Tzu also has the right to defend himself." I continued to speak blandly.

"How did you talk to the officer?" the fat policeman couldn't look at it, and pointed at me hatefully, "I've committed a crime, and I'm still so arrogant!"

"The great man said that without investigation, there is no right to speak, you should have heard of it, right?" I feel like a preacher of the law, following the law enforcement of individual law enforcement who do not understand the law.

"Don't mess with you!" the fat cop rushed over to arrest me, "Come with us back to the police station." ”

The little nurse rushed over and stopped at my bed. "Even if you want to be arrested, you have to wait until you are discharged from the hospital, right?"

"No matter how much", the thin policeman said arrogantly, "Deputy Director Leng's order must be carried out!"

"Yes, nurse, pull out his infusion tube", the fat policeman also said sharply, "We must take people today!"

"What if I don't allow you to take the seriously ill with me?" the little nurse's eyes widened with rage.

"That's obstructing official business, and I'll take you away with me!" The thin policeman snorted with alcohol and grabbed the little nurse with his hand.

"Stop!"

The door was pushed open again, and Yang Yan walked in in a police uniform with a heroic posture, followed by several policemen and more than 10 reporters with long guns and short guns. A reporter happened to photograph the claws of a thin policeman, hey, I looked at him, shook my head, and remembered the adage "Poor people must have something to hate".