Chapter 3: The Little Fox
Ai Yan played comfortably, and the first real battle was faster than she imagined. Then she picked up her cap and eye sockets, looked up at the half-dead boy lying on the ground, and twisted her eyebrows.
"For your sake, be a good person." Ai Yan picked up the boy on the ground, carried it on his shoulders, and went to a bright place.
At this moment, the corners of the young man's mouth hooked up a vague smile, and it was also like the light that appeared in the night, lighting up his pale and dark life.
A hundred meters ahead is the hospital, and I don't know where those little brothers went, anyway, after Ai Yan hung up in the emergency room, he didn't see those little children.
"Hey, are you dead? Call your brother. Ai Yan looked indifferently at the person on the bed in the emergency room and threw him a phone. She wasn't so kind to spend the night with him.
The young man turned his face sideways, stared at the girl in front of him intently, and suddenly wanted a sentence in the Book of Poetry: "The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, and the eyebrows are beautiful." "It's a pity that that eye socket is indeed a failure." Name? "A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, his voice is as clear as a quiet spring, and the voice of the unstained dust is inexplicably good.
But Ai Yan was not interested. "Anonymous." She said angrily. "Telephone! Otherwise, you'll die in this hospital. ”
"Little fox, don't be too bad-tempered." The young man laughed and teased her.
"Boring." Ai Yan glanced at him. "I'm leaving." As he spoke, Ai Yan turned around and left without any nostalgia.
"Little fox, don't go, you'll be responsible for my death." The young man seemed to be in a hurry, but his tone was easy.
Ai Yanchen didn't want to find trouble, so he threw the phone to him again. "Speed!"
The boy pressed a phone and said in a cold tone: "I'm in the hospital, come and pick me up." Which hospital? I asked. ”
"Little fox, what kind of hospital is this?" The young man said with a smile, inexplicably a little flirtatious. He turned the phone into amplification mode.
"Beidou Emergency Department of the North District!" Ai Yan cherishes words like gold.
The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became irritable. ", Brother Ting, whose phone are you taking? You flirted with other people's girls again, and you went to the hospital! That's not right, Brother Ting, when do you like girls too? Don't you like men? ”
"Get out, hurry up, I'm going to be half paralyzed." The boy scolded into the phone.
", Brother Ting, should you use it strongly, other girls don't want to. Did Brother Xiaoting keep it? No, it won't be gone, will it? Ouch, I'll go, it's big, you wait, I'll inform Jinyang them. Beidou Emergency Department in the North District, right, beauty? ”
"Neurotic!" Ai hung up the phone and glanced at the boy with disdain.
"Little fox, I like women." The boy explained with a smirk.
"Hmm." After responding, Ai Yan didn't forget to glance at Ye Tingliao. Thinking of the name on his medical insurance card, well, Ye Tingliao, this name is not bad. Then left the emergency room.
The court is on fire!
Ten minutes later, the trio rushed into the bed in the emergency room.
"Brother Ting, you were fooled by a beauty?" This voice is the same one on the phone just now.
"Gu Zhou, you're looking for death." Ye Tingliao patted Gu Zhou's head.
"Haven't I recovered yet?" Gu Zhou touched his head. "Li Jinyang, Song Zhi, do you say it is? Creak? Where did the beauty go? Oh, it's called Little Fox. ”
"Get out, the little fox is also your name." Ye Tingliao punched Gu Zhou again.
"Brother Ting, you haven't done it yet, so you're starting to protect your shortcomings. Eh, Brother Ting, how do you look? Song Zhi also stepped forward to ask.
Instead, Li Jinyang pushed his glasses and said with an old-fashioned look: "Looking at Brother Ting's injury, it shouldn't be good." ”
"Get out! My injury was beaten by Li Er and Zhang Mazi. By the way, did you see Zhang Mazi? Ye Tingliao didn't see the slightest worry on his face, he just felt that if that girl really beat someone else to death, he was afraid that he would have to bear legal responsibility. On weekdays, it's nothing for them to have a small fight, but the girl beats people as if she is ruthless, and it's really hard to say if there is a good one.
"I didn't see it." Gu Zhou shook his head. "As soon as we entered the door, we came to your side, where did we see any Zhang Mazi."
"Also, it shouldn't be in this hospital." Ye Tingliao shrugged his shoulders and didn't care.
As he spoke, he heard a cry of pain behind him. The four of them looked at each other, looked back, and sure enough, they saw Zhang Mazi and six others.
"Damn, Brother Ting, this guy dares to beat you?" Gu Zhou said and geared up, ready to kill people. As soon as I left the door of the ward, I saw a fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged girl walking over. Gu Zhou's breath was in his throat, and he forgot to spit it out.
I'm Cao, beautiful.
"Ye Tingliao." Ai entered the door of the ward and threw him the medical insurance card in his hand. "Forget." With that, he turned around and left.
As soon as he went out, he grinned in pain at Zhang Mazi, and when he saw Ai Yan coming, he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground. "Grandma, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't fight. The doctor said that if you can't die, it's just pain. Auntie, what are you doing? He wept bitterly.
Ai Yanchen snorted lightly, and said expressionlessly: "Hey, you guys, if you don't want him to die of pain, you can register for anesthetic, is it stupid." After speaking, he walked away with long legs and in style.
There was a sudden sigh in the ward.
"Brother Ting, I can't see it, if you don't flirt, it's amazing." Gu Zhou smiled a little.
"By the way, Brother Ting, is Zhang Mazi the one who beat him?" Song Zhi was a little unconvinced.
"Have you ever seen Zhang Mazi call her aunt?" Li Jinyang pushed his gold-rimmed glasses again.
"Shut up!" Ye Tingliao roared unhappily, feeling irritable. He doesn't even know the name of this girl, so she fart. "Go home!" Ye Tingliao lifted the quilt and said, extremely disgusted with the quilt with disinfectant water. "The bed is for Zhang Mazi."
"Are you alright?" Gu Zhou asked tentatively.
"I can't stand this frustration?" Ye Tingliao pulled open the infusion tube in his hand in annoyance.
"Come on. Go back to your house or? Gu Zhou asked again.
"It is recommended to go to your house, Brother Ting will be beaten to death when he goes back at this time, and he may be locked up for half a month." Li Jinyang raised his eyebrows and said. "Do you have anyone in your house?"
"Yes, my son is back." Gu Zhou said unhappily.
"Then it's a fart." Song Zhi lit a cigarette.
"Alright, send me to the martial arts hall, there is my dedicated lounge over there." Ye Tingliao said.
"No, alone, it's inconvenient and dangerous." Li Jinyang pushed the eye socket on the bridge of his nose.
"Gu Zhou stayed with me. You two go back. Ye Tingliao's commanding tone was a bit innate domineering.
A few people nodded, and the four of them headed towards their destination. It just so happens that the martial arts hall is very close, so you don't have to bother, and it's relatively close to the school, so you can go to school tomorrow.