Chapter 7 Don't Fight the Author

Lin Xiaoan: "I think so...... That [Wonderful Hand Rejuvenation] skill, you have to change its name, it's called [Black Hand Slap in the Face]. The author didn't give me a chance to cure the disease and save people at all, but used it specifically to commit crimes, which damages the glorious image of the protagonist!"

Black: "......"

Lin Xiaoan: "......"

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From childhood to adulthood, Mo Wuhua is the so-called "child of other people's families".

Although he is only a little handsome, the so-called "belly has poetry and books", and Mo Wuhua's ability to attract butterflies with the attribute of "talent" can be said to be extraordinary.

Even if he is now wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown lying on the hospital bed on a drip, Mo Wuhua still has the feeling of a graceful and beautiful son of Wei and Jin.

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"Tut-tut......" Lin Xiaoan put Xiao Hei out of his backpack to breathe, sat on the edge of the hospital bed and looked at Mo Wuhua, "It's capable, and I'm playing hero to save beauty." That girl must have been overwhelmed by the country and the city, so that you forgot that you are the physique of the five scum, right?"

Mo Wuhua covered her forehead weakly, looking weak: "Don't mention it, I just passed by, and without paying attention, I stuck in front of the little girl to help her block a few times, and I won't drink anymore." ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ You win. After Lin Xiaoan turned on the [Wonderful Hand Rejuvenation] and made sure that Mo Wuhua was fine, he began to enter the gossip mode: "I can send you to the high-level cadre ward of the third-class hospital in the magic capital for a slight concussion, that girl's family looks unusual." According to the routine of urban literature, you kid is about to be developed. ”

Mo Wuhua smiled bitterly: "A developed ghost, am I short of food and clothing or do I want to counterattack?" Besides, that little girl looks like a little high school student, what else can I think? I would rather go back in time and not go out to eat Narausch supper that night." A good candidate member of the Flower Planting Association is so yellow, and whether it is righteous and brave or jealous, there is no room for negotiation, and I will be substituted for the substitute. ”

Lin Xiaoan complained: "Just break the reserve members and have a substitute?"

Mo Wuhua said weakly: "Don't fight with the author, let's be empty...... By the way, how did you know I was here?"

Lin Xiaoan snorted and said, "Ahaha...... I'm also a member of the Writers' Association, even though it's an online Writers' Association, it doesn't make much difference, does it......? Shall I wash one for you?"

"Hey, when does the Network Writers' Association count as an Association...... Don't eat skin-onned ...... Help me peel ......" Mo Wuhua was not polite to Lin Xiaoan.

Lin Xiaoan squinted: "What do you want to do? I haven't peeled an apple for my parents ......."

"Then forget it, I'm a principled person, and I won't eat if I don't eat. "Mo Wuhua is also the master who doesn't support the oil bottle when it is poured.

Lin Xiaoan asked again: "Did you find it?" What did the police uncle say?"

"What else can I do, if the person doesn't run away, he will either go to mediation and lose some money or be detained for three or five or seven days. I'm barely enough for a slight injury, and it's probably mediation. Mo Wuhua didn't care about this, "Xiao Anzi, you said, who am I provoking to provoke someone? I don't even dare to tell my family about this, and I can't go back to worship my ancestors Ming'er Qingming, and I have to take a few days off from public holidays...... But it's good to have you by my side, I ...... It's much more down-to-earth. ”

Lin Xiaoan was a little embarrassed: "Uh...... Well, tomorrow I have to go back to my hometown to sweep the grave, and come back the day after tomorrow...... Otherwise, I'll leave Xiao Hei for you to play with? Don't let the nurses find out......"

Mo Wuhua couldn't believe it: "Xiao Anzi, we are Lao Tie! You can bear to leave me alone?!"

Lin Xiaoan was indifferent: "It's not that you can't get out of bed, pretending to be weak." If it's a girl, I'll hesitate, don't talk about it!"

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The two of them were staring at each other when they heard a few knocks on the door, and then the door of the ward was pushed open and several people entered.

When Lin Xiaoan saw the dress of the person who entered the door with his head, he subconsciously stood upright, straightened his chest and stomach: "Uncle policeman is good!"

"Hello, hello!" replied with a smile from the young policeman among the two policemen, "You are ...... Family, right? We are here to present a certificate to Comrade Mo Wuhua. ”

Another older middle-aged policeman took a red-enveloped and gilded certificate, opened it and sent it to Mo Wuhua: "Comrade Mo Wuhua, this is a certificate of commendation for righteous and courageous activists issued by our municipal bureau, thank you for making positive contributions to the construction of social security!"

In the system, Mo Wuhua's level of officialdom is also remarkable: "Thank you to the leaders of the Municipal Bureau for your care for me...... "Bar la la la said a bunch of serious clichΓ©s, and finally ended with "As a party member, this is what I should do, and I will still stand up for such things in the future".

After the cameraman of the unknown TV station finished filming this scene, Mo Wuhua and two policemen were interviewed by reporters who did not know which TV station.

After the interview, the staff of the TV station left first.

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The middle-aged policeman wiped his sweat: "Comrade Xiao Mo, thank you for your cooperation." It just so happened that someone from the TV station stopped by to interview in the bureau, and they didn't have time to say hello to you in advance. ”

Mo Wuhua said: "I didn't expect such a small thing to be registered in the city bureau, isn't it just an ordinary case?

"It should be, it should be. The middle-aged policeman said repeatedly: "Although it is not a big case, these are also recidivists who are named, relying on their minority to do nonsense, fortunately, Comrade Xiao Mo pulled out a knife to help him, otherwise the little girl would not be easy to say." ”

"Hiss-" Mo Wuhua Lin Xiao'an and the two gasped together, "Minor?!"

The middle-aged policeman explained: "The cause of this case is that a male classmate in the little girl's class wanted to chase her, and he felt unwilling to be issued a card, so he spent money to find a few idle people who wanted to play a hero to save the beauty ......"

Mo Wuhua said fearfully: "I said, in broad daylight...... At night, it is a busy area with dense traffic, how can there be gangsters who openly make trouble...... It's so suspenseful, if it's heroic this time, I won't even have a place to reason!"

The young policeman said a little uncomfortably: "This time we are here, and I also want to ask your opinion." The boy, the parent of the initiator, wants to come over to apologize and go through the mediation process, I wonder if you are willing to accept it?"

Mo Wuhua was noncommittal: "In other words, there is really no way to reason?"

The middle-aged policeman had a helpless expression: "The people involved in the case this time are all minors, and there is no way to take compulsory measures, so they can only be handed over to their parents for discipline." Comrade Xiao Mo, it's not that we don't do it, we can't do it. ”

"I'm ......" Mo Wuhua straightened up and just wanted to say something, but Lin Xiaoan pushed him back to the hospital bed.

"Lie flat, hold back, leave it to me!" Lin Xiaoan gave Mo Wuhua a look, turned his head to the middle-aged policeman and said, "Okay, since this is the case, we will accept mediation, what is the specific time?"

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