When Lin Qing came back to his senses, he was already in the hospital.

Sitting in the hospital corridor, the cast has been tied, and he sits in the empty hospital waiting for his mother to pay.

Next to it is the cry of children, the hospital has been full recently, and children with fever have to tie their hands in the corridor for infusions. Lin Qing raised his hand to rub his brows, but when he raised his hand, he found that his entire hand couldn't move.

......

Only now did Lin Qing completely accept the fact that his hand was broken.

"Ahh My hand is broken. Lin Qing imitated the tone of the martial arts heroine and said casually.

In the smoke of gunpowder, the good and evil sides ushered in the final moment of showdown. The cult King Cook was dressed in black leather with a ring of fiery foxes around his collar—his precious pets.

The scorching sun, the heroine Lin Qing licked her chapped lips, looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, only felt thirsty, clenched the long sword in her hand, and was more sure of the idea of wanting a quick solution.

Cook laughed, and even the fox around his neck began to laugh, and the shrill voice made the desert even hotter. With a snort, a dumb thing smashed at Lin Qing - Cook made a move.

Lin Qing reacted in an instant, and rushed straight to the attacker, "Bang" - a loud bang broke out on the ground, with Lin Qing as the center of the circle, spreading a monstrous heat wave, which lasted for a long time.

Three minutes later, everyone could vaguely see Lin Daxia in the ashes and the ...... who was cut in half on the ground A can of Coke.

Everyone gasped in unison, only to hear Lin Daxia say softly: "Ah... My hand is broken. ”

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