Jin Qing slowly opened his eyes.
Behind every mission, there is a painful story: Lin Jianzhong really regarded himself as the savior.
First, he wanted to save Zhao Qiaohong from fire and water, then he wanted to save Wei Min from fire and water, and finally he wanted to save the "poor and helpless" Zhao Qiaohong.
What he longs for is not actually anyone, but the feeling of being needed, wanting to have a sense of presence in front of everyone...
Jin Qing felt that he should have a good adjective to describe Lin Jianzhong, but the words came to his lips but he couldn't say them.
707 asked cautiously: "Host, do you want to say you're a scumbag!"
Jin Qing's eyes lit up: "That's right, it's Dashabi seeking death." It was so appropriate.
707: "..." Which word is correct? Please tell me and I will listen.
Jin Qing felt a little pity, that Wei Min was too cowardly.
If something happened to her, if a man dared to do this to her, she would definitely let him know how many forms the human body can achieve.
707: "..." Stop talking, I believe it.
Jin Qing slowly opened his eyes and found that he was lying in a snow-white ward.
The wards of this era were still the simplest and primitive version, with wooden windows, glass cut into small squares, curtains printed with floral patterns, and an IV drip rack fixed to the bedside with wires.
Feeling something stuck in his throat, Jin Qing reached out and touched his neck, only to find that it was wrapped in a plaster.
Her entire head was suspended on a bracket, and it seemed that she was being fixed and corrected.
Jin Qing wanted to curl her lips, but as soon as she moved, she noticed something was wrong with her mouth.
Jin Qing quickly reached out to touch his face, but only touched a large piece of gauze.
When Wang Yuezhi fell down the stairs, the flesh on the left side of her face was cracked. When the doctor had no better treatment method, she could only sew her face together with sutures.
Jin Qing took off the gauze on her face and reached out to touch her face, which had grown up but was as scarred as the Hunchback of Notre Dame: She could be considered a person with a disdainful expression now!
Seeing that Jin Qing seemed to be in a bad mood, 707 quickly comforted her: "Calm down, host, think about the best in everything. This client is an old woman, and you won't live with this face for too long."
Jin Qing: "..." Thank you.
Just when Jin Qing rolled his eyes, he heard Zhao Qiaohong crying from the door: "That Wei Min is really bad. If she hadn't ruined our party without knowing what she was doing, Mom wouldn't have broken her neck. Jianzhong, we must not let her go..."
Then came Zhao Qiaohong's continued "嘤嘤嘤" voice, and Lin Jianzhong's coaxing voice.
Jin Qing blinked and reached out to break off the plaster on his neck: It turns out that things can still be understood in this way, and he felt that he had learned something new.
707: "..." Don't imitate nonsense, you are already weird enough.
Walking to the window, Jin Qing began to move his arms and legs.
This old lady is only in her early fifties this year. Since she is usually a good handler at home and outside, she is still in good health and can move normally.
As for the slight feeling of sluggishness, Jin Qing could ignore it.
At this time, the hospitals were only small buildings with one or two floors, and Jin Qing lived on the first floor.
While Jin Qing was moving his body, a nurse happened to pass by the window.
Their eyes met, and the nurse looked at Jin Qing with wide eyes: "Why did you fall to the ground? The cast on your neck is there!" Why did this man suddenly feel better?
The nurse's harsh voice made Jin Qing feel his head was very swollen.
It also reminded her of the nurse who yelled in her ear when she first entered the world. She gently sniffed the nurse's scent and found that she was indeed the same person.
Then, the nurse saw Jin Qing's crooked mouth slowly split open, revealing a ferocious smile: "I miss you, so I came here to take a look~"
The nurse's screams echoed throughout the hospital, and she fainted.
Jin Qing reached out and closed the window. She really shouldn't have too high demands on the medical staff of this era.
707: "..." Then why are you trying to scare people?
At this time, the two people leaning against each other outside the door heard the noise and pushed the door open and came in.
When he found Jin Qing standing on the ground, Lin Jianzhong was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked to Jin Qing: "Mom, you're okay!"
Zhao Qiaohong's face turned pale instantly: She knew exactly how serious her attack was. Even if the troublesome old lady could be rescued, she would at least be a paraplegic and a vegetative state.
She was ready to let the old woman lie in pain on the hospital bed until she died, but why did this man come back to life?
Jin Qing looked at Zhao Qiaohong's unpredictable expression with a crooked mouth and squinted eyes, and suddenly remembered a very important thing mentioned in the plot.
So, Jin Qing raised her chin in the direction of Zhao Qiaohong: "Come here!"
Due to the reason for the injury, Jin Qing's face looked several times more ferocious than Wang Yuezhi's. Coupled with Jin Qing's innate ferocious temperament and protruding teeth, Zhao Qiaohong was so scared that she subconsciously took two steps back. .
Seeing Zhao Qiaohong's timid appearance, and then seeing Jin Qing's imposing appearance, Lin Jianzhong's protective desire was immediately aroused, and he wanted to say something fair for Zhao Qiaohong: "Mom, don't blame Qiaohong for your injury. It has nothing to do with Qiao Hong at all. If you hadn’t chased Wei Min, you wouldn’t have fallen from the building...ah!"
Before Lin Jianzhong finished speaking, he was slapped by Jin Qing and spun 180 degrees in the air: "You are there everywhere."
Lin Jianzhong fell heavily to the ground, struggled to get up and looked at Jin Qing: "Mom!"
But before he finished speaking, Jin Qing kicked his left leg off.
After all, Lin Jianzhong was also a man who had been on the battlefield. After being severely injured by Jin Qing, he just grunted twice and then continued to struggle to pull Jin Qing's leg.
Jin Qing was not ambiguous, and stepped on Lin Jianzhong's head: "From now on, every time you say a word, I will kick one of your legs off. Anyway, you have three legs, and you can still say two words."
After hearing Jin Qing's threatening words, Lin Jianzhong immediately clamped his legs, gritted his teeth and lay on the ground obediently: What the hell happened!
After dealing with Lin Jianzhong, Jin Qing waved lovingly to Zhao Qiaohong again: "Come here!"
Seeing Jin Qing's unkind expression, Zhao Qiaohong swallowed hard: "Mom~" How could this old woman suddenly become so powerful?
And why her face looks so scary.
Zhao Qiaohong complained about Jin Qing. She couldn't understand why Wang Yuezhi couldn't take good care of herself since she was so kind to Wei Min now. She was obviously much more pitiful than Wei Min.
Is it because Wei Min is from the city and she is from the countryside, this snobbish old lady!
Seeing Zhao Qiaohong's dawdling, Jin Qing was very impatient, bent down and picked up Lin Jianzhong from the ground, and hit Zhao Qiaohong head-on with his face: I'm not good at talking, right?
