Chen Xuming smiled and popped his head, and then pointed at Yingfang with his uninjured finger, his eyes full of malice.

"Stinky! If you want to be a good person and do good deeds, just help me pay off my debts. Give me how much money you have!"

"It's you!"

Ying Fang recognized him at a glance, and her hand holding the big bag tightened. Even the money for his nephew's medical treatment has to be robbed, not to mention passers-by.

"What do you want to do? You stinky rascal, stay away from me! Come here again, I'll call someone." ”

"Hah! This alley is where outsiders like you come and go. I don't believe you shouting! Look who will come to save you! Acquaintances, obediently take out the money, and Lao Tzu will let you go when he is in a good mood. If you don't know each other, Lao Tzu...... Ahhh

Chen Xuming's intact hand also suffered.

No one could see how everything happened, only saw Chen Xuming jumping on his feet, crying wolf, pointing at Yingfang's finger, there was a row of red eye holes, and the blood was dripping out.

Chen Xuming was in pain and numbness, and his fingers kept bleeding, and his face turned pale.

"W-What bite?" the curly-haired young man was startled, he always felt that this thing was too weird, and inexplicably, his fingers were pierced into a sieve.

"Yes, isn't it you! You poked him with a needle?"

Ying Fang rolled her eyes: "I didn't see that my hands were full of things." ”

After a pause, he glanced at the two of them with bad intentions, "It can't be that you will be punished for doing too much for your bad intentions, right?"

"Retribution, retribution?" Chen Xuming and Curly Hair glanced at each other, and they both saw the fear of ghosts in each other's eyes, and hesitated for a moment, "Stinky girls, don't talk nonsense!"

"I didn't talk nonsense, otherwise why would I only bite you and not me?" Ying Fang looked innocent.

"Didn't he bite him? He did no less bad things than I did. Chen Xuming blurted out, the next second I want to die, I can't wait to bite off my tongue and let you talk more!

"Zhang, Brother Zhang, I didn't mean that, I ......"

"Okay, you're a crooked melon!" Curly's face turned blue with anger, "I'm too lazy to talk to you." I'll tell the boss to go, saying that you don't pay your debts, and you still want to pay your debts!"

"Hey-Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, wait for me!" Chen Xuming saw this, how could he still care about blackmail. Let's not talk about whether the extorted money is enough to pay off his debts, even if it is enough, what will happen to Lu Lao who offends the curly hair, it is terrifying to think about it.

So he squeezed through Yingfang and chased after him, crying and apologizing while chasing, "I was wrong......! Ouch! I can't move my hand because of the pain...... Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, you dissipate your anger, for the sake of my two hands are wasted, quickly dissipate your anger......"

In the blink of an eye, the alley was quiet again.

After Xiao Jin destroyed the bad deeds of the two hooligans, he circled back to her wrist in a flash of light.

No one blocked the front and back, Yingfang quickly got out of the narrow alley, turned left and then right, where is there any bus stop. Apparently the bald boy lied to her. Maybe they were accomplices of those two, or maybe they were bought by those two.

At this time, a middle-aged woman wearing a red armband on her arm walked over, and Yingfang hurriedly stepped forward to ask for help.

The other party replied lukewarmly: "Serve the people!" Go straight ahead and turn right at the first intersection, and walk another 100 meters to the tram stop. ”

That's right.

Ying Fang thought sweatingly: It seems that when you go out, it is more reliable to ask for directions from someone with a serious face.

Catch the tram and head back to the military hospital.

"That girl ran away!" Chen Xuming, who hurriedly turned back, scratched his hair in annoyance.

"It's strange if you don't run. Curly hair snorted and gasped, "I'm tired of Lao Tzu!"

"Brother Zhang, this thing must be strange! You see, my sister chased me in the morning, and it was fine, but when I touched her, my hand became like this. You see, it's like this again. ”

Chen Xuming stretched out his hand to show Curly Hair, and kept wailing:

"Brother Zhang, you have to explain to Boss Lu for me, it's not that I don't raise money, it's that I raised money and was cut off...... Oops, it's numb, and my whole hand is unconscious. Brother Zhang, save me, I have no money on me, you can't watch my hand be wasted......"

Curly glared at him angrily: "It's good to scrap it, you don't have to gamble with us again, and you won't give money if you lose the bet." After saying that, he turned around and left. I have to report this bizarre incident to the boss quickly.

"Give it, give it, give it for sure! But Brother Zhang, you can borrow me some money to go to the hospital first, please......" Chen Xuming dragged his paralyzed hand and chased Curly Hair out of the alley.

Yingfang returned to the hospital, and it was almost dark.

Xiang Gang leaned in front of the window with his armpits on crutches, and turned around when he heard the movement: "Why did you come back?"

The hoarse voice was mixed with an inexplicable resentment.

Did she hear it wrong?

Ying Fang hurriedly said: "When the supply and marketing cooperatives came out, they lost their sense of direction for a while, and they found several people to ask about the tram stop. Oh, aren't you not allowed to speak?

Xiang Gang smiled and watched her squat on the ground to sort out the things she bought.

"Are there enough tickets?" he asked.

Ying Fang turned her head and glared at him: "Hold back your words!"

Xiang Gang bent the corners of his mouth and reached out to pull at her fluffy braids.

Xu was in a hurry, and a lot of hair came out of the braids. simply solved it, and clumsily re-knitted it for her. I was not satisfied with the compilation, so I dismantled it and started over.

Ying Fang was busy with the work in her hands, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth. This master's hobby is really special, and he actually likes to comb women's braids. It's a pity that the craftsmanship is not good, and in the end she has to make it up herself.

"Is it decided to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?" Ying Fang pulled out the braids that were becoming more and more messy from his hand, smoothed them with his hand, and braided them in three or two and hung them down on his chest.

Xiang Gang pulled her to sit down on the edge of the bed, took a towel and wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose.

"Tomorrow. Holding her little hand, his rough fingertips rubbed his palm, and he said in a dumb voice, "Someone will pick it up, you just have to pack up your things, and they will do anything else." ”

"Speak again!"

"It's okay to say a few words. The man pressed his chin against her shoulder socket, and the hot breath sprayed right on her sensitive ears, and the flush stained her neck from the earlobe.

Ying Fang blushed and pushed him: "It's not good to be seen." ”

Xiang Gang sighed, hugged his daughter-in-law for a while, and took care of this and that, it really hurts.

"Huh, has anyone come to see you today?"

Yingfang turned around and asked in surprise when she saw the extra high-quality fruits, malt cream, and a box of things that looked very high-end like tonics on the bedside table.

Xiang Gang sat on the edge of the bed, pulled her into his arms with a gentle tug, put his chin against her shoulder socket, and explained in a dumb voice: "The dean brought it, and his wife prepared it." If you are tired during this time, it is good to make a cup of malt milk essence every day. ”