Fu Zheng was lying on the hospital bed, resting with his eyes closed, and at this moment, the door of the ward suddenly opened, and several people poured in, and at the same time, a pungent smell of wine hit his face.

Fu Zheng was disturbed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that there were four men who came in, one of whom seemed to be injured in the leg, and was supported by two other people, all of whom wore thick gold necklaces around their necks, and some of them had their sleeves rolled up high, revealing the tattoos on their arms, which were not ordinary characters at first glance.

A nurse then ran in, apologizing to Han Siqi, and whispered to the four men: "I'm sorry, this is a VIP ward, and there are already ......"

A man with a scorpion tattoo on his arm pushed the nurse away, squinted at her and said fiercely: "I don't care if you are a VIP ward, as long as it is a ward, patients can come in, and Lao Tzu didn't kick them out is considered a gift to them." ”

"Aren't hospitals just for patients?" The other man also agreed, and at the same time glanced at Han Siqi with a look of disdain, "We don't dislike a lot of people, so if we are too crowded, we will find another ward by ourselves." ”

Seeing that these people were disrespectful, the nurse didn't dare to say much, but just looked at Han Siqi with helpless eyes.

Han Siqi frowned, and wanted to get up, but was dragged by Fu Zheng's backhand and shook his head at him slightly.

These people are from unknown origins, and they don't know what they are going to do, not to mention that there are many of them, if they make trouble now, it will be the two of them who will suffer.

Where did Han Siqi get so angry? Pushing her hand away, he said to the men in a cold voice, "Please go out, this ward is booked by us." ”

"Tell us to get out?" The man with the scorpion tattoo snorted coldly, and said with a snort of wine at Han Siqi, "You,, don't you owe it?" ”

Han Siqi was about to pass, but Fu Zheng grabbed him.

"Ouch!" Fu Zheng's hand moved the needle, and the pain was so painful that she quickly let go of her hand.

Han Siqi hurriedly paused, held her hand for the needle, and asked urgently, "How is it?" ”

The nurse standing on the side immediately ran over, helped Fu Zheng move the needle position, and whispered: "Don't move, if you move again, you will have to re-insert the needle." ”

"It's fine." Fu Zheng smiled at the nurse and stared at Han Siqi again.

Han Siqi knew that she was worried about herself, so she endured her temper, sat down beside her, and no longer looked at the scorpion and the others, but took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Lu Song.

When the scorpion saw Han Siqi's expression, he only said that he was afraid of himself and was a little proud.

The head of the board standing at the front shouted in a low voice: "Scorpion, don't cause trouble." Go get the bed in place. ”

"Oh." The scorpion immediately went to make the bed.

Ban Cuntou raised his head and said to Han Siqi and Fu Zheng: "The hospital bed is tight, it's disturbed." ”

The scorpion who was making the bed heard the soft words of Ban Cuntou, and shouted very dissatisfiedly: "Brother Feng! ”

"Alright, make the bed!" Ban Cuntou turned to the thin man standing behind him and said, "Help the short man over." ”

The thin man standing behind him immediately helped the injured man over and told him to lie down slowly.

Fu Zheng knew that Lu Song was coming, and it was indispensable to fight, seeing that the head of the board was quite kind, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and said to Han Siqi: "Anyway, my potion is almost gone, we will leave in a while, let them be." ”

Han Siqi didn't snort, just bowed slightly.

Before it was quiet for a while, the scorpion's scolding voice came again: "He, fuck, fuck, he actually hit the dwarf's feet like this, I really want to scrap that bastard's two legs!" ”

Ban Cuntou glanced at Han Siqi and Fu Zheng, and shouted softly: "Scorpion, don't make trouble." ”

The scorpion muttered dissatisfiedly, "Do you just let the dwarf hit people in vain?" ”

The dwarf gently pulled the corner of the scorpion's clothes and said, "Forget it, it's also my fault that I drank too much and hit someone's car, don't make trouble for Brother Feng." ”

The scorpion wanted to say something, but when he saw the sharp gaze sweeping over, he was silent.

At this moment, the door opened again, and Lu Song walked in, glanced coldly at the scorpion and the others, and walked straight to Han Siqi's side.

The scorpion, who was already angry, was enraged by Lu Song's eyes, and scolded: "What the hell are you looking at?!" ”

Lu Song quickly paused and turned around, meeting the scorpion's gaze with disdain.

The scorpion was about to raise his fist, but was grabbed by the head of the board and shouted, "Go aside!" ”

"Brother Feng!"

"Get out!"

When the scorpion saw that the board was angry, he reined in his anger and muttered to the side, facing the wall without saying a word.

Seeing that none of them spoke again, Lu Song turned around and walked in front of Han Siqi, bowing his head and waiting for his instructions.

Fu Zheng gently pulled Han Siqi's hand and said in a low voice, "Forget it." ”

Han Siqi didn't say anything, and when he saw that the potion in the hanging bottle was almost gone, he rang the bell at the head of the bed, and the nurse immediately ran in to pull out the needle for Fu Zheng, and didn't dare to say anything, so he ran out quickly.

Han Siqi helped Fu Zheng to get up and walked out, and Lu Song followed.

When she was about to walk to the door, Fu Zheng glanced sideways slightly, and saw that the scorpion raised her middle finger at Lu Song, she pretended not to see it, and followed Han Siqi out.

Outside the ward, a dozen or so people dressed in black stood neatly on either side, their heads bowed and ready for help.

Seeing that Han Siqi and Fu Zheng didn't stop, nor did they instruct, Lu Song was puzzled, walked quickly in front of them, and asked softly, "Mr. Han?" ”

Fu Zheng hurriedly said: "Let's go back first." ”

"Go back?" Lu Song asked repeatedly.

Han Siqi said lightly: "Go back." ”

Lu Song paused slightly, and saw that Han Siqi and Fu Zheng had already entered the elevator, so he waved at the people behind him and walked down the stairs with them.

Back in the car, Fu Zheng said with some anxiety: "Siqi, Lu Song won't go to trouble those people, right?" I saw the scorpion give him the middle finger. ”

Han Siqi said in a deep voice: "No." ”

"That's good, it's an extraordinary time, and you can't just cause trouble." Fu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and said as if talking to himself, "I don't know whose subordinates these little gangsters are, so arrogant." ”

Han Siqi was obviously not interested in the question she asked, and asked softly, "Do you feel better?" ”

"It's better, but I'm feeling a little hungry now."

"I asked Aunt Chen to boil white porridge for you, you can eat it when you go back, the doctor said that you should eat lighter in the past two days to take care of your stomach."

"Oh, good." Fu Zheng looked at the dazzling headlights in front of him, and stopped talking, for fear of affecting Han Siqi's concentration while driving, leaning on his back, thinking about the men in the ward before.

Anyone who wants to approach her must be taken seriously, especially those like the gangsters.

However, these people are quite eye-catching, especially the board inchhead, who looks reluctant to cause trouble, which makes Fu Zhengzheng feel that he is a little too careful, and hesitates to call and report to his senior brother.

When I got home, I saw that the white porridge had been placed on the table, Fu Zheng had no appetite, and ate half a bowl at random, but still felt that he had no energy, so he went back to the room first, and Han Siqi picked up a few mouthfuls of rice and also went back to the room.

Fu Zheng washed up casually and went to bed early.

"Still not feeling well?" Han Siqi sent the boiling water and the pills to Fu Zheng.

"I just don't think it's boring." Fu Zheng took the medicine.

"Rest early, then." Han Siqi put the cup on the table casually, helped her cover the quilt, and went to the computer to get busy.

Fu Zheng lay down for a while, and couldn't sleep, thinking of the matter between Sun Qiubo and He Menghuai, he wanted to call Sun Qiubo, and after thinking about it, he called He Mengzhun.

As soon as she finished asking, He Menghuai's smug voice came from the phone: "I've already taken care of Qiubo." ”

"Really?" Fu Zheng didn't believe it.

"Of course, it's a piece of cake for her."

Fu Zheng couldn't help laughing when he heard it: "Don't brag, I don't know who didn't sleep all night last night." ”

He Menghuai replied unashamedly: "I didn't sleep all night last night because I was thinking about how to get Qiubo, and now that it's done, I can make up for it tonight." ”

"It's good to get it done, don't upset her again in the future, otherwise you won't be able to pass the test so easily." Fu Zheng hung up the phone with a smile and put the phone aside.

Seeing Han Siqi looking back at her, she couldn't hold back for a while, so she smiled and told him what happened to Tian Xin and Sun Qiubo in the past two days.

Han Siqi smiled angrily: "It's a shame that you can figure it out." ”

Fu Zheng snorted at him and threatened: "You'd better give me my part, maybe the next time you make an ambiguous call to the hotel where you are and ask you out, the woman is one of my best friends." ”

Han Siqi walked over, sat down beside her, and said with a smile: "Then can I understand that where they made an appointment, you are waiting for me there?" Then I should go over and surprise you. ”

"Phew! It's just surprise. ”

"Is it hard to be happy?" Han Siqi winked at her, and touched the quilt with one hand.

"Hey, I'm not in the mood today." Fu Zheng hurriedly moved his body to the side.

Han Siqi laughed: "I just touched your quilt to warm up." Wife, you're thinking too much. ”

Fu Zheng pinched his face very unceremoniously and said coquettishly: "I hate it, people are now patients, and they are still playing tricks." ”

Han Siqi pressed her: "Knowing that you are a patient, do you still have to take care of everything?" Lie down and rest, don't think about anything, don't ask. ”

Fu Zheng smiled at him and obediently closed his eyes.

*

In the snack bar outside the hospital.

The scorpion and the thin man sat face to face, knocking on the table with chopsticks and saying angrily: "You said that we had a good time in City D, why did the boss let us come to City B?" It's boring to be free to do anything here. ”

The thin man comforted: "Okay, don't complain, you come here, you don't have to do anything, and you have food and shelter, isn't it good?" ”

The scorpion slapped his chopsticks on the table and scolded, "What a fart!" Who in D City you say doesn't know the name of my scorpion? Who dares to blow his beard and stare at our brother? ”

Seeing that he disturbed the people eating around, the thin man immediately pulled him and persuaded him in a low voice: "Brother Feng has repeatedly told us to keep a low profile, if you want to do this again, aren't you afraid that Brother Feng will tell you to go back to D City?" ”

Seeing that the thin man mentioned Brother Feng's name, the scorpion was instantly deflated, and suddenly shouted in the kitchen: "Is the master's dish fried?" ”

"It's fried, I'll bring it to you now." The waiter walked over briskly with a tray, and just after putting down the food, a man walked in through the door.

The man glanced around and said arrogantly: "I've chartered a venue here, whether I eat or not, I'll eat in another place." ”

Seeing the man's unkind look, all the guests didn't dare to say anything, and they all left quickly.

For a while, there were only two scorpions and thin men left in the store, and the young waiter looked left and right, not knowing what to do for a while.

The scorpion didn't look at the man, poured himself and the thin man a glass of wine, turned his head and said slowly to the waiter: "The dishes packed by the master, hurry up and fry them, and take them away when the master finishes eating." ”

The man walked up to the scorpion, snorted, and without saying a word, picked up the glass in front of him and poured it on him.

"!" The scorpion didn't bother to wipe his face, so he picked up the stool on the side and slashed it at the man's head...... R638