Chapter 90: The Father of Pants (12)

"He's not my boyfriend, he's just a fool." Ling Zhi's whole body was about to explode.

"Sister......

Something that was unconscious heard Ling Zhi scolding himself and muttered aggrievedly.

Ling Zhi looked down at this annoying thing, and the street lamps on the side of the street spilled through the car glass and reflected half of his face, making him look extremely well-behaved. Saying that he is well-behaved does not mean that he has a face like Zhengtai, but refers to his current behavior.

His appearance is a little cold, giving people a sense of alienation, like the kind of independent teenager in the comics, good-looking but not real.

He's a good-looking brother.

The driver reluctantly believed that this was not Ling Zhi's boyfriend: "If it's not a boyfriend, I think I can also consider it, I can still show such a side to you when I'm drunk, maybe it's actually interesting to you... Hahaha, I'll just laugh and don't take it seriously, but you can try asking him a few questions to see if he will drink and spit out the truth. ”

Ask for a hammer!

Ling Zhi really wanted to tell the driver's uncle that he was really not drunk......

He was just shot and almost died on the spot.

The rearview mirror showed the gossip eyes of the driver's uncle, and he couldn't wait to park the car on the side of the road to watch the excitement, and Ling Zhi was afraid that the driver would call the police when he saw his injury, so he could only ask casually under pressure: "Are you dead?" ”

"It's not dead, it hurts ......"

The driver thought that he had drunk too much and had a headache, and he felt pity when he saw his pitiful appearance: "Oh girl, how can you ask such a question, let's change the question......"

"What's your name?" While he was awake now, Ling Zhi asked a question he wanted to ask.

"My name is Zhang ......" he blurted out something, and felt that something was wrong, so he spat out a "prayer ......", but he felt that he shouldn't say this name at this time, so he changed his words again and switched back to the first word he just said: "Three ......"

"Zhang Qisan?" Ling Zhi said in disgust, "It's so good-looking, how can the name be more earthy than that stupid president?" ”

"......" a certain Zhang Qisan was silent, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Girl, this question is too ordinary...... Ask about the exciting ......"

If the driver gossiped any more, Ling Zhi wanted to jump out of the car, but fortunately, as soon as he finished speaking, he arrived at the destination, and Ling Zhi hurriedly dragged people to slip away first.

There happened to be a pharmacy downstairs, and Ling Zhi left Zhang Qisan, who was too eye-catching, outside, and entered the pharmacy alone to buy the medicine he needed to treat his injuries.

Ling Zhi happily reported a long list of drug names in one breath, both for external use and internal use, and the clerk packed all the medicinal plastic bags, and also reported a string of numbers in one breath.

"Five hundred and sixteen dollars."

When Ling Zhi heard the number, he was also silent.

But the problem is that Yang's deposit is just over four figures, and he only has more than 1,000 yuan!

"Day, will you reimburse me for this money?" Lingzhi asked the daydream system.

Daydream system: "Don't report." ”

Ling Zhi painfully paid for the medicine with his mobile phone, and carried the bag to take Zhang Qisan back to the rental house.

"Zhang Qisan, do you have any money?" Ling Zhi asked as he prepared the medicine.

"No money."

Ling Zhi: "If you don't have money to take medicine, remember to get out!" ”

She was almost poor enough to drink the northwest wind.

"No, they're after me, I'm afraid." He said weakly as he lay on the couch.