Finally, another minute had passed, and the sound of flushing water came from the innermost partition. Then the door opened, and a fat man dressed in a very sassy bag came out of it, and his mouth seemed to chew on stool and he didn't know what to hum.

I rushed in, but the door was not closed because I couldn't move my hands.

Sensing the urgency of the gate about to shatter, I quickly pulled my right hand out with a bandage in my mouth. Although I was already very careful, it still hurt, and I "hissed" and took a few breaths of cool air.

But what happened next made me feel the urge to die. His uncle didn't know which bastard tied these sick pants for me, and the straps were actually dead knots, and they were very tight. I couldn't do anything about it with my injured right hand.

After tossing a few times without success, I gave up. Looking out, the dead fat man who came out before was still fiddling with his cockscomb head in front of the mirror.

So I cheekily called out to him and said, "Handsome guy, can you help?" The hand cannot be forced. ”

"Are you calling me?" The dead fat man turned his head and pointed at himself, asking me with some uncertainty.

Only then did I see the appearance of this dead fat man, a bright red dress looked extremely dazzling, wearing trousers underneath, a pair of shiny pointed scalp shoes on his feet, and a cockscomb head like jb growing on his skull - like R sky, which immediately gave me the first impression that I was a fool.

The point is, it looks about my size. Your uncle, aren't you still studying at this age? Which stupid son of this family didn't tie up and let it out?

I watched him talk, and then looked at the dense pimples on his fat and trembling face, although it is not ugly, but the appearance of the word "handsome guy" can only be related to the next life. Suddenly I had the idea of "just doing good deeds", of course, the main thing is that I really can't hold it back.

So I nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, handsome guy, do my brother a favor, thank you first." ”

He looked at me with a mistaken look on his face, and suddenly smiled, and there seemed to be a sly glint in his little eyes. said: "It's okay to help you, who called me this person is born to be helpful." ”

After a pause, he continued: "And what I can't see the most is a disabled person like you, your hands and feet are not good, and your eyes are still blind. ”

My face stiffened suddenly, and I wanted to beat the fat man in the toilet. But when I think of the picture of an aunt looking at me with a smile and then shaking my faucet. I still held back, and told the dead fat man, just help me untie the belt.

The dead fat man didn't play any tricks on me, and helped me untie my trousers in a few clicks. It can be seen that this dead fat man has a little damaged mouth, and his heart is not bad. It's about the same virtue as the ones in my dormitory.

But while releasing the water while watching the back of the dead fat man walking out, I suddenly had an urge to look up to the sky and roar, his uncle, I didn't expect that one day I would actually succumb to the obscene power of a soak of urine.

……。

The meaning of the phrase is that good things will never come to you more than two, but bad things will definitely happen.

For example, now, after I have peed comfortably, I find that I can't tie the strap with a right hand that can't be fully forced.

But there is no way, I can only grieve and grieve my right hand. So, while my poor right hand was shaking and shaking, I finally managed to tie the strap properly.

But it's just a state that can ensure that the wide hospital pants don't slip off on their own.

But as soon as I took two steps, I felt that it was uncontrollable again. So I had to spread my legs as far as I could, and walk out in a very weird and silly position.

Xie Min was waiting for me outside, and when he saw me walking like a hen that had just laid eggs, he thought that I might still be the cause of the injury, so he didn't think much about it and walked towards the ward.

God, this time there was finally no more accidents. I just felt the pain coming from my right hand, and I sighed a little: why are other single dogs suffering from the left hand, but I am the right hand .......

Lying back on the hospital bed, Xie Min helped me fix my right hand on the bandage again. All of a sudden, we were in an awkward position where we had nothing to say. Just then, a man walked in at the door. I turned my head to look and saw a figure of a sassy bag looking inside.

Hey, isn't this the damn fat man?

What I didn't expect was that the person who came in was the dead fat guy I wanted to beat up in the toilet.

"What are you doing......?" Remembering what happened to me in the toilet before, I asked him directly and unceremoniously.

He was surprised for a moment, and then sneered embarrassedly, "Wrong." Bian retreated.

When he retreated to the door, he looked at the door for a while, and then walked in again.

I frowned a little unhappily, and said sharply in a somewhat cold tone, "What the hell do you want to do?" ”

"Is Chu Li in this ward?" He asked, glancing at the room again.

Seeing that Xie Min was about to speak, I hurriedly said: "No, when you go out and turn right, you will see a staircase, then go down, turn right again, go down again, and then go straight to the left rear, there is a consultation desk at the door, you go there and ask." ”

The dead fat man walked out. Xie Min looked at me and asked, "Chu Li, who is this person, do you have a grudge against him?" ”

I shook my head and said, "It's not hatred, it's just that his appearance makes my eyes feel insulted." ”

"But he's the ...... you've come to look for."

I froze, yes, this is looking for me. I was only concerned about retaliating against him just now, but I didn't think of this problem.

Then I figured it out again, even if it was looking for me? Let's not say that I don't know this dead fat man at all, even if I do? I can't change the fact that his appearance insulted my eyes, and I can't change the first impression that he is a fool in my eyes.

So I said, "Whatever, I don't know him." ”

Xie Min sighed lightly, didn't speak, and then picked up the apple on the bedside, and saw that she picked up the fruit knife again, I hurriedly said, "Don't..., no, no, I don't want to eat it yet." ”

Hearing me say this, Xie Min also nodded, and then put the things back again.

Damn it, we're back in an awkward situation where we have nothing to say. In fact, if the lying person is a pickling master, Xie Min at this time should have been trembling with flirtatious branches.

But his uncle, my clumsy mouth simply won't reach that state in another hundred years.

Thinking of this, I have to wonder whether viagra arranged Xie Min to take care of me by my side, whether he wanted me to thank him or his eight generations of ancestors .......

How similar are the scenarios? In the end, I still need to rack my brains to find a topic to break this embarrassment. So I coughed lightly and asked, "Well, are you better?" ……。 ”

I swear, I really didn't mean anything else when I said this, but I regretted it after I said it, and secretly said, "This B mouth." Then he hurriedly explained, "I didn't mean that, I meant your sleepwalking ......." ”

But Xie Min didn't listen to my explanation, and when I finished the first sentence, her face had already become a little ugly, and she interrupted me with a complicated expression: "You didn't believe me at all, did you?" ”

Then he laughed self-deprecatingly: "Hehe, yes...... am I worthy of your trust?" Sorry to bother you. ”

Then he turned around and walked out the door, paused in his footsteps, and said, "I won't come again, and I also trouble you not to spread my affairs to the outside world, which is a request from me to you." If you don't say yes... It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm used to ....... ”

Looking at Xie Min's somewhat lonely and lonely back, my heart seemed to be pulled by something, and I felt a little heartache.

I wanted to slap myself twice, and I wanted to explain to her, but I just had a mouth, but I didn't know how to say it. I lay on my back, staring blankly at the ceiling, my mind in a mess.