"How is it possible, I don't have it, I can call up the monitoring afterwards, and now I can save the patient." Tang Weiqiang's face was anxious, if this matter provoked him, then the people of the Chen family would probably be able to divide his five horses.

Professor Li was suspicious, and hurriedly ran in, the blood on Chen Shuang'er's neck was slowly flowing out, but the heartbeat and blood pressure shown by the instrument did not fluctuate much.

"Hurry up and get ready for surgery. ”

Under a high-intensity, tense operation, Chen Shuang'er underwent hemostatic suturing and was successfully rescued.

Fei Qing, who fainted, was faced with a notice of expulsion at the first glance after waking up.

He went to the hospital to appeal, but the video material proved that Tang Weiqiang did not touch the patient, so he concluded that Fei Qing only treated the patient's appearance for the sake of credit, so as to create a false impression to deceive the hospital, and even revoked his medical qualification.

How can Fei Qing be convinced, now there is only one person who can prove it for him, that is Chen Shuang'er, but after emergency rescue, Chen Shuang'er was transferred to the hospital, helpless is that Fei Qing is a small person, and when he meets Tang Weiqiang, a person with a background and a one-sided material, there is no way to appeal, and it is difficult to redress grievances.

In this way, Fei Qing walked out of the hospital, and he was reluctant to go home because of his poor life, and he had no source of life, and he was in difficulty for a while.

Even the dormitory of the hospital kicked him out, wrapped in a quilt, Fei Qing even slept in an alley for two days, relying on picking up bottles to get by, and applied for jobs whenever he had spare time.

Three days later, Fei Qing was rejected by a small hospital again, holding his gurgling stomach, intending to get something to eat.

Fei Qing bent down to pick up a can on the ground. The hand is tightened, and the can makes a crisp and pleasant ** sound, like a tissue paper tube being pinched flat. He threw it back casually, and threw it into the woven bag he was carrying on his back with a clatter.

His pace was very slow, slowly passing through an alley, his eyes were always on the ground, the pedestrians on the road were not the objects he wanted to care about, all he wanted to care about were the bottles and cans on the ground.

Suddenly, there was a push and exclamation in the alley, and he instinctively looked back over there, only to see several yellow-haired youths dragging a girl in a school uniform inside. Although the girl resisted hard, she obviously had no chance of winning alone in front of several young men, as long as she was pulled in, what would happen to her.

But Fei Qing's eyes were fixed there, this girl looked very similar to Chen Shuang'er, but she seemed to be younger than Chen Shuang'er.

"Help me...... Uncle, help me!" The girl called for help from a man in a suit who passed by the roadside.

Her hair fell down as she struggled, making it difficult to see her face. However, the melodious voice of this warbler and swallow alone is enough to arouse the desire for conquest in men. Sure enough, those yellow-haired young men heard the sound of heaven, and the range of movement in their hands suddenly increased a lot.

Leyang City is not a very peaceful place, this kind of thing passers-by are commonplace, people walk through the alley, play with mobile phones, do not have a mobile phone in their hands to take out the mobile phone to play, the girl saw this scene, the cry for help suddenly lowered.

"No one will save you, hahahaha!" A young man with a golden cockscomb head was nervous for a moment, but after finding that passers-by didn't care at all, his arrogance suddenly became arrogant.

The girl bit her lower lip white: "You guys...... Do you know who I am? let my sister know, you-"

Syllable!

Cockscomb gave a loud slap in the girl's face: "Who the cares who you are?"

The girl bowed her head and said no more. Only the delicate shoulders trembled slightly, as if crying.

"Brother Ji, go in and clean it up, there are a lot of strange ...... on this side" There was a little brother on the side who was a little stunned, it was half past twelve at noon, and it was definitely bright daylight.

"Okay, okay, look at your unproductive ......" Cockscomb glared at the little brother, "Get in!"

"Okay!" A few little brothers rubbed their hands, pressing their hands and pushing their backs, although the girl resisted, but after all, the other party was five men in their youth, she was a high school girl, an underage girl, and she usually barely passed the 800-meter physical test, not to mention that the three fists and two feet were out of the clutches like the plot of the novel, not to mention the prince charming in the novel came to the hero to save the beauty.

Passers-by came and went in a hurry, and they didn't even look here...... The hope in her pretty eyes under her messy hair was fading out.

Suddenly, her gaze locked on a figure at the entrance of the alley.

That person seems to have been looking at this side for a long time, maybe it's too inconspicuous to even notice it.

It was a bumble man in shabby clothes, but in good shape.

“…… Help me!"

Whether this attempt is useful or not, it is better than not trying at all. This is already the last straw for the girl, she called for help without thinking, but she has long lost expectations.

What can you expect a homeless man to do? Call the police? He probably doesn't even know what his cell phone is, right?

"Huh?" The cockscomb head who was called Brother Chicken by the younger brother had a trace of impatience in his eyes, and as soon as he turned around, he saw the figure standing at the entrance of the alley.

Fei Qing's gaze moved away from Brother Ji's face and settled on a drink bottle at Brother Ji's feet.

He took a slow stride towards the bottle.

"...... me?" Brother Ji was stunned, he didn't expect this guy to dare to come over.

"There really is a ...... that doesn't want to die" The little brother on the side was indignant and was about to step forward.

Brother Ji stretched out his hand to stop it, with a hideous smile on his face: "I want to see what this godless thing will do today?"

The girl slowly raised her head, looking at the slowly approaching figure, she suddenly regretted her call for help just now, this person looked weak and malnourished, coupled with the identity of the homeless, if she was killed by this group of bad people, no one would care......

"You...... Don't come here...... Let's go......" The girl gritted her silver teeth and said to Fei Qing.

Fei Qing's footsteps froze for a moment, but he resumed his progress again, and he quickly walked up to the bottle, slowly lowered his head, and bent down to pick it up.

Everyone was stunned.

This guy ...... You're just here to pick up bottles?

The consternation on Brother Ji's face only lasted for a moment, and then turned into rage!

How dare this man ignore himself like this?!

"You're fucking fooling me, aren't you?!"

The mayor or the director of the bureau or something is a big shot, just pick up the rags, what a?!

Hearing a clang, Brother Ji kicked out the bottle lying on the ground. His face was flushed, and a pair of triangular eyes were nailed to the other party, as if he wanted to shoot the other party with his eyes, and at the same time, his hand movements did not stop, and he reached into his trouser pocket with his backhand and grabbed a switchblade and folded it.