Chapter 136, I won’t go to hell

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"Shaolong!"

"Shaolong!"

Suddenly someone called from behind.

Huh? Dai Yice's voice?

Zhang Yong turned around.

It was really Dai Yice who came after him. He also took several people with him. Breathless. Apparently he ran all the way in.

Confuse.

"you……"

"Hey, Virgo scolded me. He said I asked you to come to the hospital alone. Let me follow you quickly! If you lose a hair, it will kill me!"

"oh……"

Zhang Yong secretly praised the danger.

Just a few minutes away. Huang Shang can't be saved.

If Dai Yice had been following him, he would definitely not be able to escape and send Huang Shang away. Huang Shang might really die.

Shot three times...

Fortunately, there was a time lag.

It's okay now. People are gone. It doesn’t matter what you do.

"doctor!"

"doctor!"

Dai Yice took out the privileges of the Fuxing Society and went through the procedures for Zhang Yong.

Even though it was a skin injury, a bed was found. Still a single room.

Zhang Yong cooperated very well with the doctor's examination. Pretending to be unresponsive. Eyes dull. Head stiffness.

The final diagnosis was as expected: the skull was hit by an external force. May cause brain injury. Nerve damage may occur.

Because there are no X-ray machines, no CT, no MRT and other later-generation instruments, doctors’ diagnosis is all speculative. It still depends on subsequent performance.

In one sentence: if the situation is not right, return to the hospital at any time.

In other words, Zhang Yong's current brain state is unstable. Doctors can't tell how it will develop.

It is recommended to rest in the hospital for three days. Make preliminary observations.

If possible, it is best to stay in the hospital for half a month. Let the doctor observe further.

Zhang Yong chose the former.

Half a month is impossible. Will make you sick.

Although Chun Yuchi can be tricked. However, I also feel uncomfortable. Forget about three days.

Three days is barely acceptable.

So, I started to be hospitalized.

As a result, after only staying for an hour, I felt very bored.

There are white walls on all sides. The sheets are also white. Everything is white. That's boring.

I don't even have anyone to talk to.

The people stationed outside are all grown men. What's there to say.

Beauty……

I was thinking wildly when I suddenly saw Song Ziyu coming in.

Suddenly he was stunned.

What is she here to do? Why is she here?

"伱......"

"I'm coming to see you!"

"ah……"

Zhang Yong:......

Khan, is she going to post it?

It seems that this is not necessary.

"you……"

"What's the matter?"

"Were you injured by a spy?"

"No. He was pushed down by his own people. He hit a rock."

"One of our own? Why did he push you?"

"Plot it."

"Why do you want to plot against you?"

"Maybe I offended him unintentionally."

"And he gets revenge on you?"

"yes……"

Zhang Yong talked to the other party at all times.

The main character is one who is impatient.

I hope she gets out of here.

Who knew that Song Ziyu would actually move a small stool and sit next to his hospital bed. It was clear that he didn't want to leave.

Zhang Yong:......

Damn, something's wrong!

You are a girl from the Song family. There is no need to be so attentive.

I'm a scumbag...

In case the scum gets to you. I can't bear it!

It doesn't matter if you scumbag others. But if you, the Song family, come to me to take responsibility, I will die without a burial place...

"Did you catch the spy later?"

"Catch one."

"so smart?"

"Coincidence. Pure coincidence."

"You are so humble."

"It's really a coincidence. I don't have any talent. I just rely on luck."

"You are such a humble man. I'm going to write a feature about you."

"What?"

Zhang Yong was stunned.

special report? What the hell?

What exactly do you do?

"I'm a reporter. I decided to write a biography for you."

"You? Reporter?"

Zhang Yong couldn't believe it.

Too sloppy...

I had never inquired about her occupation before.

She is actually a reporter? No wonder he doesn't seem to be afraid of things. Not like ordinary girls.

Oops……

You may have met your opponent.

If she wants to stick to herself, it seems that it will be really difficult to get rid of her!

"Yes, I am a reporter from the Central News Agency."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out you are from the Central News Agency. What biography needs to be written, really.

If you want any news, just make it up yourself.

Anyway, none of them are true...

Destroy hundreds of millions of enemies, and finally transfer to the isolated island in victory.

I, Zhang Yong, often feel that my face is thick enough. But compared with the Central News Agency, it is still inferior.

Just about to speak,

"UNIT——"

"READY——"

Suddenly, a notification sound came from my mind.

Zhang Yong looked stern. Expectantly. Quickly check your personal space.

Found five more American-made MK2 grenades.

disappointment.

It's a grenade again.

Will this system only produce grenades?

They only produce once a month. It’s useful! What can a mere five grenades do?

"What's wrong with you?" Song Ziyu sensed something was wrong.

"It's nothing." Zhang Yong forced a smile, "Do you like me?"

"What?"

"We are all adults. Don't be coy. Let's talk frankly. First of all, I want to declare that I have had many women..."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I mean, I'm a scumbag. Don't have any ideas about me. I won't let you get hurt."

"Did you have a wedding?"

"No!"

"Without a formal wedding, they can't be considered your real wives. At most, they can only be regarded as concubines. I don't mind."

"ah……"

Zhang Yong was defeated.

My mind went blank for a moment.

Then react.

Sister. This is serious business. Don't use bean bags as dry food.

"Aren't all you men like this?"

"No. Our committee is to promote the New Life Movement..."

"Then I don't see anyone listening!"

"You are a woman of the new era. You must be independent and self-reliant. You must learn from foreigners."

"It turns out you worship foreign things."

“&*!@#¥%……”

Zhang Yong had no choice but to shut up.

We are really not on the same channel as this Miss Song!

I have already made it clear that I reject others thousands of miles away. She still posted it. To be honest, I really doubt that she was a spy bribed by the Japanese!

Otherwise, he really couldn't think of any reason for the other party to stick to him?

Do you want to look handsome? Laughing to death.

Do you want to be rich? Laughing to death. Are you richer than the Song family?

Are you capable? Laughing to death. I completely relied on cheating. I can’t catch the chicken with my hands…

Just about to speak...

etc!

Suddenly, a red dot entered the map.

The map clearly showed that the target was walking in from the hospital gate.

Zhang Yong couldn't help but lift the quilt and get out of bed. Go to the window and look outside. This position just sees the main entrance of the hospital from the side.

It was a female doctor wearing a white coat. But the distance is too far. Can't see clearly what he looks like.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing. I'm going to pick up a girl."

"you……"

"Go home quickly. There are too many scumbags out there. If you look at someone like me, you can't afford to hurt them if you love them all!"

After saying that, Zhang Yong turned around and ran away.

The female doctor has entered the hall. It had to be stopped on the spot.

Song Ziyu would definitely give up if someone just wanted to rob a civilian girl.

"Wait for me!"

"Wait for me!"

Song Ziyu followed.

Zhang Yong went down the stairs. Just met the target.

Huh?

so beautiful!

Slender figure and pretty appearance.

Actually on par with Liu Xi.

Nest grass!

Did the Japanese female spies have a beauty pageant?

If your looks are less than 90, you are not even qualified to be a spy, right? Take this to test the Chinese people. How many Chinese people can stand the test?

no solution anymore.

In order to prevent other Chinese people from being seduced, I have no choice but to sacrifice myself, Zhang Yong!

Buddha said:

If I don’t go to hell, who will?

Go up. Say nothing. Pick her up. Then a fierce kiss.

(End of chapter)