A quarter of an hour later, we left the cemetery, and Hu Zi and I sat back to BYD, and I wanted to take the iron donkey with me for a while, because he didn't come by car, and Erlang and they were all gone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But the iron donkey said no, he was still slippery, and he went first. I guess he probably went to the Baoshan cemetery and chatted with Dawei, so I didn't pay much attention to him.

Beard was the driver, and along the way, Beard mentioned a few words to me about Jiufeng while driving.

He admired this heroine from the bottom of his heart, and shouted that if he had the opportunity in the future, he would definitely see what Jiufeng's son would be like.

I didn't pay much attention to him, and when I thought of Jiufeng, I had another thought in my heart......

The next three days were uneventful, and on the fourth day, everything was special again. This day is not a holiday, nor is it anyone's birthday, and the reason why it is special is because in just one day, many unexpected things have happened.

First of all, this morning, I received a call from Xiaowei, and she almost cried with joy, telling me that the mouse had woken up.

The mouse has been in a coma, don't see the operation, but according to the doctor, the mouse has blood congestion in the head, and it is still in a very critical position, and it cannot be operated on at all, so if the blood congestion can be absorbed by itself, the mouse will be fine, otherwise, the mouse will be reduced to a vegetative state.

I only heard Xiaowei say that the mouse woke up, but I didn't know what the situation was with the mouse, so I hurried to the affiliated hospital with my beard with an anxious heart.

Of course, we weren't empty-handed, carrying a big bag of fruit.

When we walked into the room, I saw the mouse half-seated, half-leaning on the bed, still on the phone. He thought clearly, he didn't stutter when he spoke, and I guessed that the bruise was completely absorbed, and I was secretly relieved, and I also felt that the mice were really lucky.

In addition, Beard and I didn't expect that Mouse and Xiaowei would become a couple.

Xiaowei sat next to the mouse, half-leaning on his arms, and reached out to grasp the mouse's left hand tightly. Just here, I said in my heart that it was likely that a woman was chasing a man, which means that Xiaowei was the original initiative.

I suddenly thought of the scene in the deep mountains and old forests, when the big bear attacked us, and the mouse was beaten to protect Xiaowei, and he fell into a coma.

I wonder if it was because of that incident that Xiaowei fell in love with mice all of a sudden.

But neither I nor the beard asked too much. The two of us chatted with the mouse together, and during this period, the beard deliberately teased Xiaowei, and even said that they were a bunch of lovers, so tired of being together, it really made others spicy.

And I was more serious than the beard, and finally sent my blessings to the couple.

In the afternoon, Jiro suddenly called us, and he meant to let the two of us quickly rush to the operating room of the surgical building of the affiliated hospital, and a doctor wanted to operate on my ankle and my beard and take out the tracker.

When I heard the news, my heart felt like a thunderbolt, and I couldn't have known what it meant.

When I relayed the news to Beard, Beard froze, and finally he went limp, and sat back with a pop.

If there was a bed behind him at the moment, it would be nothing for him to sit down like this, the problem was that behind him was a paper basket filled with garbage, which was conceivable, especially when he stood up again with a scolding beard, the paper basket was set on his buttocks......

My beard and I didn't delay, and it took us less than half an hour to arrive at the designated operating room from the time Jiro finished calling.

The nurses in the operating room also received a letter in advance, and when we came, they took me and my beard in.

There are also two beds in the operating room, one for me and one for my beard. The nurse first prepared us both for the operation, the most important thing was to wash and disinfect the feet.

Then they left. I also told Hu Zi, will it be Yang Qianqian's main knife this time? The beard can't bite accurately, but this kid has come up to gamble, so he has to bet with me, that means, the main knife is Yang Qianqian, I win 500, if the main knife is not, he wins 500.

Of course, I wasn't stupid enough to agree, because when I think about it, my chances of winning are too narrow and too small.

I finally discussed with the beard, which means that it is the woman who is in charge of the sword, and I win, and if it is a man, he wins.

Beard thought about it and said.

We waited another quarter of an hour when a middle-aged female doctor pushed the door open.

This female doctor is not Yang Qianqian, and don't look at wearing a surgical gown and a mask, but it also makes people see at a glance that she has a bad temper and is not easy to mess with.

Beard really didn't care about that, and when he saw that the person who came was a female doctor, he cursed, "Holy." ”

The female doctor's face sank terribly, and she glared at her beard and asked, "What's the matter?"

The beard waved his hand irritably and said, "How can you be a woman?"

I'm worried that if the beard continues to say this, it will really off the doctor, and the doctor will not be heavy-handed for a while, especially not to make any problems with the beard's feet.

I just played a round and said a few nice things.

The female doctor stopped taking care of her beard. She walked up to our feet and examined them in turn.

Hu Zi didn't realize it yet, so he took advantage of the time and asked again, "Eldest sister, do you have any knowledge about this operation?" ”

The female doctor reached out and pinched the ankle of her beard. She must have used some kind of strength secretly, and her beard grinned with pain.

The female doctor replied coldly, "Don't worry, you know? I've had this kind of surgery no less than ten times, and I always took out the tracker." But after a pause, the female doctor added, "It's just that this time it's special that I'm retrieving the tracker from a living person, so you're really lucky!"

Not only my beard, but I also straightened my face. I also looked at each other with Beard.

The female doctor then anesthetized both of us and performed another operation. As she said, she was very skilled, and in less than forty hours, two trackers larger than soybean grains were put into an iron plate.

The tracker was covered in blood, but it didn't hide the flashes of red light that appeared on it. This indicates that the tracker is still functioning normally.

The female doctor didn't have time to rest, she took something else and filled it into our ankles.

I asked, and the doctor replied that it was filled with an artificial object to fill the small hole in our ankles where the trackers had been placed, otherwise we would probably have difficulty walking. In addition, the female doctor also reassured us that the artificial object would be slowly absorbed by my body and that of the beard.

I didn't see her interest in explaining too much, so I didn't ask any more.

After another quarter of an hour, the operation was completely complete, and Beard and I left in a wheelchair each.

The two of us wanted to go down for a walk, but the numbing strength was not over, and the ankle was injured, so we had to be "disabled".

We couldn't go home either, so according to the female doctor, we were hospitalized for a few more days.

Beard and I were put in a double ward by the nurse again.

I have the impression that the beds in the affiliated hospital are very tight, but the ward where I live with Beard is empty. I was quite puzzled, and I wondered if Erlang had specially arranged it to take care of me and my beard, so that we could calm down during the period of recuperation.

The two of us stayed in the ward for two days, in addition to the TV, there was no Internet, our legs and feet were inconvenient, in addition to grabbing the TV every day, it was to sleep.

That night, I was falling asleep when my phone rang and a text message came in.

I was really sleepy, and bored. I immediately picked up my phone and looked at it.

The text message was from an unfamiliar number, and it was very short, only five words, "Be careful, there is danger!"

I didn't think it was a scammer's call, but immediately thought of someone, "Xiao Rou." ”

I called back to this number, but it was said to turn off. I couldn't help but sit up and ponder in silence.

Beard was watching TV, and he was really bored, watching TV shopping, and according to him, watching a bunch of fools sell products on TV, which was also a kind of fun.

He was again affected by my strange behavior, and he turned to look at me and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

I don't want to talk to Hu Zizi too much, or I'll make him worry more. I shook my head and said I had a nightmare.

Beard laughed, let me watch TV together to relieve my boredom.

I watched the shopping with him for a while, but I didn't see it at all.

By night, my beard and I had fallen asleep. I didn't pay attention to what time it was, and the door to the ward was pushed open. A dark shadow flashed in and swooped in.

I slept lightly, and when the door rang, I opened my eyes, and when I looked at the suspicious shadow, I grabbed the belt of my trousers on the bedside table and sat up.

I've turned in my beard's telescopic stick, so the trouser belt is the most threatening weapon for both of us now.

I held up my trouser belt and asked the man, "Who?"

The shadow shrugged softly, meaning not to be nervous, and he immediately replied, "It's me." ”

I heard that it was Erlang's voice, and I hurriedly greeted the beard, and Erlang also took advantage of the time to turn on the light.

I noticed Jiro wearing a black trench coat and carrying a briefcase, looking a little tired and wondering where he had come from.

After Hu Zi sat up, Jiro also opened the briefcase and took out two file bags from inside. He held up the file bag and said to us with a smile, "Both, I signed several agreements with you on behalf of the police, and once this agreement is signed, it means that you two are completely free again." ”

My beard and I became serious. Jiro came over again and handed me and the beard two file bags respectively.

I hurriedly opened it, and out of it there were four protocols. I have to sign this agreement, especially in some places.

Beard didn't think about it so much, and asked Erlang again emphatically, "Just sign the agreement?" Erlang nodded.

The beard shouted that he wanted to sign it immediately. And I shouted and waited.

I pressed my nerve and read through the four agreements from beginning to end. I read it very carefully, and Jiro also gave me time, and he sat on the sidelines, silently waiting.

I don't think I'm stupid, but the problem is that the content of these four agreements is really a bit scattered.

I was most worried that there were loopholes in this agreement, and I tried to figure them out thoroughly, but the more I thought about it, the more confused I became, and in the end, I didn't know what to do, and I suddenly saw a black eye.

(Happy New Year, everyone, have fun) (To be continued.) )