Renshan is being ridden by others, and Mashan is being kicked by others. Shu Jiong
The pretended saints will always only be enjoyed by those who think they are gods.
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This girl who was crying in front of me has been in the Meng Jiangnu posture for nearly half an hour. Now even if there are two Great Walls in front of me, it is estimated that they are almost collapsed.
After silence and silence, I finally couldn't help but rubbed my forehead and spoke:
"Miss, I was the one who was knocked down. Can you not look like a dead mother?"
She finally closed her tears and nose, and looked at me with big eyes, and saw that I was frowning impatiently, and then I lowered my head to face my fingers timidly, with a nasal voice in her voice:
"But they just got the driver's license, so I don't want to be taken back so soon... Well, what is your card number, I will punch you with the money..."
I took out my phone to check the time and found that I was really going to be late, and I didn't bother to pester her. I pressed the camera button at her innocent teary eyes, and then said blankly:
"I have a bad memory, so I took a picture for fear of forgetting the appearance of the creditor. In fact, it doesn't matter whether you want to pay for it or not, but I just want to tell it or not. It just depends on my mood. By the way, I prefer to surf the Internet. ."
I didn’t want to talk any more, I tried my strength and made sure I was not embarrassed enough to call for rescue. Then, under her face of disbelief, I got up on the ground and limped to the front manor. .
In this world, there are always people who love to pretend to be a saint, but only people who think they are God like to watch it. I'm sorry, I have never been a God.
It wasn't until I finally saw Qu He that I had made a deep cut in my calf. The hideous blood had almost solidified, but I could still see fresh blood coming out of the wound.
The corners of my mouth twitched, and coming along our way is a journey of suffering with blood...
Qu He dealt with the wound for me silently, with skillful movements and flexible fingering. I asked in a blessed soul:
"Did you study medicine?"
He didn't lift his head, and didn't know if it was intentional, he slammed a bit of the muscles around the wound, so painful that my tears burst out a few drops!
"You murdered!"
"So, I'm not saving people. It's just that you think your life is too long." He wrapped the gauze and began to pack the medicine box, and said lightly, "Remember not to touch the water for a week, and go to the hospital every day. Click on the gauze."
It suddenly occurred to me that I had not been caught by my father these days. Maybe it was because I had not been to the hospital for follow-up visits, which proved that I was alive and well.
It’s just that if you let him know that I’m still injured, it’s probably another posture of "Bring the guy, save my girl!" and then bring all the 16+ gangs to kill!
No, I can't go back until the plan is implemented and the eyebrows come out!
Once the idea of a rascal came into being, even the Buddha could not overcome me.
So I rascal said:
"I don't like hospitals. Master Qu He will take me in for a few days. I will wait until the birthday party this weekend. Okay?"
Qu He frowned:
"Zhen Xiaozhu, you are not suitable for acting like a baby, really."
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I hope that those who read the article can maintain a good mood. (*^__^*)