"Doctor, my leg won't be lame, will I?"

"If you take care of it and recover well, he will naturally not be lame. You didn't penetrate the bones with this shot, but you pierced most of the leg meat from the side of the bones, rested for ten days and half a month, and slowly recovered, and you can still walk like a normal person, don't worry about whether you are lame or not, your injuries are not too severe. ”

"Really? Thank you, doctor. ”

Seeing the doctor leave the ward, Zhu Qing lay on the bed and let out a long breath, as long as he was not lame, otherwise he would have to worry about whether others would accept his missing thighs in the future.

Zhu Qing looked left and right, and then he found that he was a little hungry, but unfortunately there was no one around to take care of him, although he was now lying on the hospital bed to recover, but the hospital only provided medicine and not food.

But just when Zhuqing was helpless, the door was pushed open, but it was Secretary Wang next to Nangong Rourou who walked in, and she was still carrying a boxed lunch in her hand.

"The president said, I don't think there is anyone to take care of you, let me see if you need anything." Secretary Wang walked in and handed the lunch box to Zhuqing.

Zhuqing didn't take it politely: "Your president is not too ruthless." ”

"She just died early when she was a child, and her father was busy with work for many years, so he neglected to take care of her, and later she had the heart to marry her a stepmother, but at that time she was already a teenager, and she completely rejected the concept of stepmother. Secretary Wang and Nangong Rourou have known each other for many years, and she has always been Nangong Rourou's father's secretary in the company before, and later Nangong Rourou was in charge, and she has been following Nangong Rourou.

"I see." Zhuqing opened the lunch box, it felt really good to have something to fill his stomach, and the food was quite fragrant.

"So the president has always been very indifferent to people, but she is not a ruthless person, but she has needed to fight with the old fox spirit for many years, and her personality is a little extreme, so she is not used to expressing her hidden goodness." Secretary Wang saw that Zhuqing was eating seriously, and continued.

Zhuqing gobbled up the rice in his mouth, from yesterday afternoon to today, he was really a little hungry.

While eating, he said: "She's not that bad, at least she has a rich father, at least she doesn't need to worry about three meals a day, and me?" …… Forget it, there is really no way to explain clearly in this matter of life, fate is like this, and it is also troublesome to complain, so why bother. ”

Wang Lan also knew some things about Zhuqing, if she wanted to talk about bitterness, Nangong Rourou was really not as bitter as Zhuqing, but she didn't have much heart to comfort others, and her own life was also a mess, so she didn't want to discuss this topic with Zhuqing anymore, and said with a smile: "Do you have anything else?" ”

"There's nothing more important than solving hunger." Zhuqing said: "You can help me buy a pair of crutches, and I can solve other problems by myself." ”

"Okay, I'll buy it for you now." Wang Lan got up and left.

Zhuqing nodded and didn't stop her, thanked her, and then quietly bowed his head to eat.

Wang Lan opened the door of the ward and walked out of the room, her impression of Zhuqing was not too bad, but it was only a month, the white-skinned Xiaosheng when she met Zhuqing for the first time has now been tanned into a small black charcoal, it seems that life in the countryside is indeed not as good as in the city.

Just as Wang Lan walked to the turnaround, a group of five people wearing uniform suits and black clothes, wearing big sunglasses and looking like villains walked out of the front, and the people in the aisle avoided the middle position when they saw it, Wang Lan also carefully avoided the side, and when they walked by, she glanced back slightly, I don't know who this group of people is? But soon she noticed that the door to the room that the group pushed open turned out to be Zhuqing's hospital room door.

Zhuqing was bowing his head to eat, but he didn't expect that Wang Lan had just walked for a while, and the door was pushed open again, but after pushing open the door this time, the five tall men in black clothes who walked in one after another had a great visual impact and threat.

He stopped eating, and looked up at the people in his eyes.

"Who are you?" Zhu Qing barely suppressed the panic in his heart, it was obvious that these people were not like normal people, they were very much like dark characters in TV series, he was sure that he didn't know any dark characters, let alone offended any dark characters, should he be wrong?

Four of the five are tall and muscular, and their clothes are like steel plates with cloth stretched, and they contain strong explosive power and kill value. One of them was relatively thin and short, and this one broke away from the five and walked to Zhuqing's bed.

He didn't take off his sunglasses, but Zhu Qing could see the folded corners of his mouth and slightly loose skin revealing his age—probably over 40 years old. The corners of his mouth pulled a slight smile, the two thick corners of his mouth were separated, and a mouthful of teeth that were a little blackened by smoke was really not much joy, and even brought out the exhaust gas in his mouth because of his words, and he also had some bad breath.

The corners of his mouth are far worse than Nangong's soft and tender mouth, and even the thin lips that are blackened by the sun are much worse than the little widow Xu Xucao's, but Zhu Qing didn't dare to show his disdain, and his heart is a little trembling now.

"We're not going to kill you, as long as you answer my questions honestly." The man in sunglasses has a deep and threatening voice.

Although Zhu Qing was a little stunned, he was not too afraid, but this is also a hospital, no matter how bold this group of people is, it is impossible to really pull out a gun and kill him, besides, he has not offended this group of people.

The middle-aged man wearing sunglasses asked again: "Do you know Emperor Xiao Ranshan of Southern Liang?" ”

Zhuqing thought for a while and said, "Martial arts world? ”

The middle-aged man wearing sunglasses squeezed his eyebrows slightly, as if he had a faint anger, but he did not attack, and said: "Outside the station yesterday, the person who shot you was later shot and killed by the police." ”

"Is that him? Emperor Xiao Ranshan of Southern Liang, the name sounds quite loud, it seems that he should also be a relatively bullish figure in the dark, and it should not be easy to get the name of Emperor Nanliang. ”

Zhu Qing muttered in his heart, noticing that he had been sluggish for a long time, so he replied, "I don't know." He didn't explain too much, he didn't know what the relationship between this so-called Southern Liang Emperor Xiao Ranshan and the person in front of him was? It was friendly or hostile, but at this time he obviously had few words to make mistakes.

"Then why did he shoot you?" Said a middle-aged man in sunglasses.

Zhu Qing looked puzzled and said, "Do you know him?" Then you can help me ask him, why did he shoot me when I rushed to the city from the city and got out of the car, and I had no grievances with him, is he insane? …… I'm sorry, I was stupid at the time, and I still can't calm down, by the way, do you know him? If I know him, can I get him to pay for my medical bills? Just shoot me, I don't dare to worry about this, so I will admit that I am unlucky, but I can't shoot and hit someone, so forget it. ”

The middle-aged man wearing sunglasses looked carefully at Zhu Qing with an innocent expression on the bed, looked at it for a full minute, and then a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth: "I know him, but he may be mentally ill, so there is no problem with mental illness and murder, and if you want him to pay for medical expenses, it is estimated that it will be your funeral expenses." ”

Zhu Qing deliberately shuddered, magnified his frightened expression, and then snorted: "Then, forget it, I, I think I'm unlucky." ”

"You really don't know him?" The eyes of the middle-aged man wearing sunglasses seemed to penetrate through the black lenses and shoot directly into the depths of Zhu Qing's soul to find out if Zhu Qing was lying.

Zhu Qing's expression became more stunned, and the fear in his eyes was deliberately revealed: "I really don't know him." ”

"Did he tell you anything before he died?" The middle-aged man wearing sunglasses stared at Zhu Qing's expression carefully, not knowing if he believed the fear in Zhu Qing's expression.

"Yes." Zhuqing said.

The middle-aged man wearing sunglasses was obviously startled and said urgently, "What did he say?" ”

"He said friend, I'm sorry, you're going to be unlucky today." Zhu Qing thought to himself, this group of people doesn't seem to be in the same group as the Southern Liang Emperor Xiao Ranshan, if they really don't say anything, it is estimated that they will be even more suspicious, it is better to talk nonsense casually, let them think nonsense, now I don't know if this group of people is good or bad, and they can't show their bottoms.