Racing at night
When he started to walk out from the inpatient area, Jiang Dou looked at Mr. Song who was walking in front of him, and couldn't help but ask a question.
"I remember that in a previous report, it seemed to mention that Mr. Song was in a bad state. How can it not be as scary as the report describes now! ”
"Are you looking forward to those descriptions coming true?"
Mr. Song asked without looking back.
"Of course not, I just"
Jiang Dou hurriedly explained, but was unfortunately interrupted by the other party.
"You don't have to explain it to me, I know what you mean. I'll tell you the truth, I did get beaten badly. But for me, it's not the first, and most likely it won't be the last.
But there's one thing I'm proud to tell you. That little injury is nothing to my body. ”
Mr. Song shook the fur coat on his body, and the slight wind blew through the hall just lifted the coat, revealing his body that was still wrapped in bandages.
"That's true, but I still insist that you'd better not push yourself all the time. You know, even the hardest substance in the world has a so-called tipping point. Once the line is crossed, the consequences are really unimaginable. ”
Don't worry
"It's okay, don't doctor. I'm sure you can get me back, just like you've done before. ”
Mr. Song was passing around the corner when he happened to bump into a nurse who was hurrying by. Probably because the other party was in too much of a hurry, he didn't notice his presence.
By the time I noticed it, I had accidentally bumped into him.
Seeing that the tray and the medicine bottle on it were about to have an intimate contact with the ground. Mr. Song grabbed the tray and exchanged it with the frightened nurse, saying, "When you're not sure what's ahead, try to slow down." ”
"Thank you"
While grateful, the young female nurse noticed not far behind him as quickly as she could, and hurriedly hid her face and ran away from them.
After the female nurse walked away, Mr. Song turned his face to look at Don't worry about Xing, and said, "Look at you, you directly scared the little girl away." ”
"That's not what I intended."
Don't worry about putting on a posture that has nothing to do with him.
Then, they continued the previous topic and chatted for a while.
It wasn't until I walked out of the infirmary that I said goodbye to them. As for Jiang Dou himself, because of the relationship along the way, he decided to continue walking with Mr. Song.
After walking silently for a while, Mr. Song suddenly opened his mouth and made a request to Jiang Dou.
"I wonder if Mr. Jiang can help me get a motorcycle?"
To be honest, Mr. Song's request is still a bit strange. Because according to Jiang Dou's understanding of him, he actually has a vehicle called a supercar, which is parked in the parking lot near the gate of the institution.
However, since the other party took the initiative to make such a request, it is obviously a need. If that's the case, if you ask again, 'Don't you have a car?' I'm afraid it may seem a bit rude, but it's better to answer with words that meet the needs of the other person.
Besides, isn't Mr. Song going out this time to help him solve the 'problem'.
Thinking of this, Jiang Dou nodded heartily and said, "What type do you want?" ”
"Well, it's better to be the one that doesn't hurt the owner. Because sometimes I ride a bike, it's a bit wild. ”
Mr. Song originally thought that the middle-aged uncle in front of him, whose hair was beginning to develop towards the Mediterranean side, would not be able to agree to his 'wayward request' so quickly. After all, he was just a whim.
As a result, who knew that the other party was so refreshing, which really caught him off guard. But that's a good thing, at least it's a good start.
For this reason, Mr. Song decided to 'inch in' a little more.
"Could it be that Mr. Song is planning to go on a night road?"
Jiang Dou didn't fail to hear what Mr. Song wanted to express, but in order to get more accurate information, he still boldly chose to test it again.
"Yes, that's right."
Mr. Song nodded concisely and revealed his current thoughts very bluntly.
"Since Mr. Song has this need, then our internal affairs coordination office will naturally fully cooperate."
Jiang Dou said as he took out a palm-sized tablet from his arms and wrote a few words on it with a hand-painted pen sandwiched on it.
After that, he said to Mr. Song with a happy face, "I have asked someone to find you a car, I believe that when we get to the parking lot, we should be able to see what you want." ”
"Then please."
Mr. Song smiled with satisfaction.
"Wherever and wherever colleagues should help each other, it's right."
Jiang Dou's face was full of hypocritical smiles.
"That's right."
Mr. Song clapped his hands and began to walk in the direction of the parking lot.
At the same time, on Yu Siqi's side, there was a situation that surprised them.
It can be said that the new unexpected situation is much easier not to match Kevia's sudden backlash.
It happened that less than half an hour ago, when Father An had just persuaded Yu Siqi not to participate in the operation.
Some 'good deeds' who voluntarily violated the relevant regulations appeared around this courtyard.
Although due to some unknown reasons, they can't walk in and out generously like Gong Chen or Tang Jian for the time being. But these ordinary people who should have stayed in the house obediently did come at an inopportune time.
In order to prevent them from taking a deeper look into the interior of the house, and also to prevent some outsiders who even tried to climb over the wall and break into the courtyard.
Father Ann had to focus his gaze on the surroundings of the courtyard when he should have focused his attention on Sekhvia.
It can be said that these ordinary people, who still don't know what happened, still don't know how much trouble their rash investigation has caused to others.
But honestly, they can't be blamed entirely on that.
After all, in the dark night, there was such a big commotion suddenly. And it's also in the city, so it's really difficult not to attract the attention of others.
Of course, Yu Siqi personally thinks that this is also inseparable from Sai Kevia's current form.
If she hadn't taken this kind of floating in the air in the middle of the night, her body would continue to burst out like daylight. How could those ordinary people go to the trouble of driving here to see what was going on?
In short, in this extremely complex environment, Yu Siqi felt that unless the 'Heavenly Soldier' descended from the sky at this time, it would be difficult for any turnaround.
"Yao Yuqin's Urban Strange Tales"
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