Luo Nanyang was covered in soil, climbed from the flower bed to the side of the road, and saw that the car carrying Feng Zhibai had already left, and his face was not angry but brought infinite loss.

"It's over, am I being hated?"

Holding his head, he desperately reached out to fish out the car that had run away.

"Don't! Goddess don't! ”

"Jingle bell—"

Just as he was trying his best to wail, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang with a voice tone.

Grief and despair came to an abrupt end in an instant.

Pouted, rummaged through his pockets left and right, and finally pulled out his phone from the jacket compartment.

The familiar voice call interface suddenly pulled back the licking essence of his walking away.

pressed the answer button, and put it to his ear seriously and excitedly.

"Ma Zichun! What did you do? Why don't you answer my phone all the time! ”

"Ahem.."

There was a coughing sound on the other end of the phone, which didn't sound very good.

"Ahem, I'm fine, you know, I recently got into trouble with something unclean, and I found the master, and the master told me to go out and hide. I'm out there now, I can't go back during this time, if you're okay, remember to go to the hospital to see my dad. I told him that I was unfilial as a son, and I hope he can understand. ”

Luo Nanyang got up from the ground and beckoned a taxi: "I'm really sorry that you and Xiao Kai are home!" Xiaokai can't find anyone now, what about you, it's the same as hiding debts, now we are in Qinghai City, and I am the only one left with the three major waves. Hey, it seems that the possibility of us getting together in the future is small. ”

"I'm a bit busy right now, and I don't have time to talk to you about anything you have to message me. If Xiao Kai has any situation to contact you, you remember to call me. I hung up first. ”

"Sub.."

"Doot-doo-"

Before the words were finished, Ma Zichun had already hung up the phone in a hurry.

Listening to the beeping sound from the other end of the phone, the loss in Luo Nanyang's heart became even more serious.

"Okay, you're all busy, you don't have time to take care of me."

Shrugging his shoulders, he put his phone back in his pocket.

The summer breeze was bleak, and even if there was temperature, it made his cheeks hurt.

Feng Zhibai is here.

It was almost twelve o'clock after the driver sent the person to the People's Hospital safely.

After getting out of the taxi and finding a stall, she bought a barbecue on the side of the road again, and went to the ward with a bunch of snacks and drinks in her left and right hands.

Before entering the main entrance of the ward, he heard the powerful cry of Ma Zhang Kongwu from inside.

"Woooooooooooo Don't stop me! I really have no way to explain to the ancestors and ancestors of our old Zhang family! Let me go! Ahhh ”

"Mr. Ma, it's not your fault! Your son is really going astray, don't rush to death, let's wait! Didn't the wind girl say that she would help you? What I say doesn't count, can you not believe what the wind girl said! ”

"Yes, Mr. Ma! Although the grandmother looks immodest and a little perverted, she is a good person! Words count! ”

"I can prove it! Mr. Ma, look at me, aren't I okay too? Although Miss Feng is sometimes quite scary, she is kind-hearted and really won't die without help, don't worry! Let go! ”

With a bunch of barbecue food in his hand, Feng Zhibai stood in front of the door of the ward, with an expression on his face that he didn't know what to do.

said that the group of dogs inside were praising her, but it seemed that every word was scolding her!

Let's scold her, why does it sound like everyone is praising her?

"Let go of me, let go of me! I'm not alive anymore! I'm not alive anymore! ”

Pulling the window, Ma Zhang struggled desperately, and didn't listen to what Chen Xiaodao and the three of them said at all.

Hehe laughed, Feng Zhibai raised his eyebrows and silently stretched out his right leg, and calmly kicked open the door of the ward.

"Bang-"

The crisp sound of the door closing instantly attracted the attention of several people.

"Grandma!"

"Wind girl!"

As if he had seen a savior, Lao Mi jumped backwards with a limp.

Chen Xiaodao's pale face also seemed to have regained a little blood.

Gu Yu didn't dare to speak, but his hand kept pulling Ma Zhang's arm and didn't let go.

"Aang."

He raised his voice if he was going to die.

She threw the barbecue in her hand to the head of the hospital bed, stroked her hair arrogantly, and shook her hand without looking at Ma Zhang: "If you want to jump, jump quickly, don't delay the rest of the old body, look for death and life all day long, do you think you are a cat with nine lives?"

Sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, she crossed her orchid finger and reached out for the mobile phone in her pocket.

"Don't stand still, there's a supper on the table, I haven't eaten for a day, pad your stomach."

Pointing casually to the barbecue that had been thrown at the head of the hospital bed, her tone was indifferent.

I didn't eat the meal in the afternoon, and although I finally returned a lot of dishes, I didn't eat much in my stomach.

Sensing that her tone was wrong, Lao Mitou's fingers pinched Ma Zhang's arm and motioned for him to come back quickly.

Chen Xiaodao bowed his head and spoke, patted Gu Yu Ma and walked to the head of the bed and placed the barbecue neatly on the table on the side.

Lao Mi was lame on one leg and sat down around the table with his belt.

Ma Zhang stood at the window embarrassed and at a loss, and hurriedly threw a distressed look at Chen Xiaodao and the three of them, trying to get help from the three of them.

But the wind knows that the angry Buddha is there, where do they dare to say more.

"Wind, Miss Wind..."

"What kind of wind? Miss, what Miss? Why don't you get out of here? ”

Ma Zhang didn't give her a chance to speak, and her mouth kept up with a machine gun.

"Hey."

Responding honestly, he slipped down from the window and sat quietly beside the three of Chen Xiaodao.

Feng Zhibai swiped the video on his mobile phone, with any expression on his face.

Ma Zhang looked at the barbecue in front of him and stopped talking.

Chen Xiaodao swallowed the leek, relishing, but he pointed out otherwise: "Grandma, we are all patients, it's not appropriate to eat barbecue at night, right?" ”

"What's not right? Is it inappropriate for the old body to buy it or is it not suitable for you to eat? ”

It was obviously a sentence with a very normal tone, but Kechen Xiaodao still heard it from the words and could not resist.

Dictatorship! Overbearing!

"No, there is no reason why the grandmother bought it! It's our problem, none of your business. ”

Pinching the bamboo stick, he slapped the table and looked at Feng Zhibai with a smile.

I ate gunpowder.

Lao Mitou picked a cumin one, and as soon as he put it to his mouth, his elbow was pounded by Chen Xiaodao.

smashed his mouth to look at him, but he could only see that he was making a look at himself.

"What?"

Glancing at Feng Zhibai silently, he lowered his head and asked in a low voice.

Chen Xiaodao shook his head from side to side, shook his head, and lowered his voice: "She's in a bad mood, you hurry up and coax her with a few words for me." ”

"What's wrong with Miss Wind? Why are you in a bad mood? ”

Ma Zhang was like a person who had nothing to do, and his head was also sticking out.

"How do I know why she's in a bad mood?"

Spread his hands, Chen Xiaodao was angry.

The old rice head ate the enoki mushroom in his hand, and waved indifferently: "Forget it, I'll ask." ”

"No need to ask."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Zhibai's voice rang out coldly.

"The old body is in a good mood, you don't need the four of you to ask, hurry up and eat, and go to bed to rest after eating."

After changing her posture and ignoring a few people, she continued to swipe her phone.

Left and right, up and down, no matter how you brush and how you find it, you can't find the murder incident in the Central Building that Fang Ning and Luo Nanyang said from the Internet.

The female ghost also had a tight mouth, and she couldn't tell which of them was right.

Taking a depressed breath, she closed her phone and closed her eyes.

What lingered in my mind was the look in the female ghost's eyes when she heard about the murder in the Central Building.