"Are you really my brother?" Tang Mi asked in shock, looking at Tang Xiao's swollen face like a pig's head.
Tang Xiao's facial muscles twitched, "Can you be a little sympathetic?"
Tang Mi said angrily: "You still want me to have sympathy? I asked you to deal with that little rookie, but you are here to contact me with an interstellar communicator and ask me to rescue you. You are also beaten like a pig's head, What's the matter with you?"
Tang Xiao puffed up his chest, resisted the pain all over his body, and said proudly: "You don't understand, brother is practicing, you will understand in the future!"
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"You don't understand!" Jin Tao proudly said to the panicked Jin Yan.
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"If you tell anyone what happened today, don't come to me again in the future. Don't even think about improving your genetic talent." Lan Jue.
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It was hard for Lan Jue to imagine that a hospital would be so dilapidated. The dilapidated stone building is vicissitudes and simplicity. Outside every wooden fence window, there are two windows covered with iron sheets. At first glance, it is the oldest architectural style of Tianmars.
The only thing that looks more modern hangs on the gate, a cross that keeps flashing green light. The green light on the cross is radiating for a while, and flickering for a while, and it can be seen clearly even at a long distance.
"Are you sure it's here?" Lan Jue stopped his bicycle and asked.
Zhou Qianlin had already answered him with practical actions, got out of the back seat of the car, and walked straight to the hospital.
Lan Jue parked the car aside and followed him in. As a bodyguard, he must always do his duty.
Entering the hospital, the first thing you smell is a strong smell of disinfectant. This cheap disinfection method is already very rare in the three major alliances of mankind.
All the facilities in the hospital looked very dilapidated, only the white coats on the occasional doctors and nurses were still white.
But there are many patients in the hospital, and without exception, their clothes are very simple, even as shabby as the hospital.
This is a poor hospital. Before entering, Lan Jue had already confirmed it, because Enji Hospital was originally located in the central area of the famous slum area in Tianhuo City.
It's just that he didn't understand why Zhou Qianlin came to such a place. Looking at her brisk figure walking in front, it was clear that she was very familiar with this place.
Zhou Qianlin didn't stop, and kept wanting to go deep into the hospital. It was not until passing through a dilapidated wooden door that the front suddenly opened up.
This is a simple and exquisite small garden, only about 200 square meters, and the vegetation inside is not rare. It grows lush and green, full of the breath of life. Twenty or so old people are sitting or standing in this garden.
When Zhou Qianlin walked in, soon, those pairs of old and hazy eyes fell on her. And these old people also seemed to be radiant and upgraded, and the wrinkles on their faces stretched out.
"Linlin!" An old lady with white skin and gray hair smiled and waved to Zhou Qianlin.
Zhou Qianlin hurried over. At this time, the smile on her face was like a hundred flowers blooming.
"Grandma Meng, why are you sitting on the stone bench without a mat? Your legs can't get cold." Zhou Qianlin walked over quickly, squatted down in front of the old lady, held the old lady's hand, and said with a resentful face .
Grandma Meng chuckled, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, the weather is good today, it's not cold at all. Here, grandma specially left it for you. Eat it up, and it's still fresh." While talking, the old lady trembled with herself With Weiwei's hand, he took out an apple from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Qianlin.
The skin of the apple was obviously shriveled, but the smile on Zhou Qianlin's face was full of surprise and sincerity, and she took the apple, "Thank you, Grandma Meng. Well, it smells so good."
While talking, she didn't even look at the apple more, and didn't care if there was dust on it, she just put it in her mouth and took a big bite.
At this moment, the other old people in the garden also surrounded him.
"Little Linlin, come to grandpa. Look, the bread grandpa left for you."
"What kind of bread to eat? Linlin, my grandson brought me tea at this time. Grandpa knew that you were coming today, so he brewed a cup specially. It's still warm. Take a quick sip to moisten your throat."
"Linlin, this is what grandma left for you..."
Almost every twenty or so elderly people took out something and handed it to Zhou Qianlin. Zhou Qianlin also took these things without hesitation. While calling each old man's name affectionately, she took the gifts that were not precious but full of love from the old people.
Lan Jue just stood not far away, watching silently. Watching Zhou Qianlin embrace the old people, watching her eat the food and drinks handed to her by the old people, I felt the enthusiasm of the old people.
Why? These old people want to treat her so well? What is this place
"Young man, did you come with Linlin?" An old voice suddenly sounded.
When Lan Jue turned his head to look, he saw an old man in an army green overcoat, leaning on a cane with both hands, looking at him scrutinizingly.
"Yes, hello." Lan Jue hurriedly replied politely, "Old man, what is this place?"
The eyes of the old man softened a bit, "This is the Enji Nursing Home, a nursing home in a slum area. Linlin comes to do volunteer work twice a week. She is our little elf, and for us old guys, every time she When we come, it’s our festival.”
Zhou Qianlin rolled up her long hair familiarly, wrapped it in a cloth handkerchief, and at some point added a pair of nail scissors in her hand, so that the old people sat down one after another, squatting there, and cut their nails one by one. Her eyes are focused, but her pretty face always has a faint smile. She talks to the old people from time to time, which can always make the old people laugh in good faith.
"Young man, if you don't dislike it, drink a glass of water." The old man who had spoken to Lan Jue before handed over a mottled porcelain cup filled with clear water that was steaming slightly.
"Thank you." Lan Jue hurriedly took the cup and took a sip.
The old man chuckled, and there was a murmur of phlegm in his throat, "I'm going to cut my nails too!" The old man walked towards Zhou Qianlin cheerfully.
That girl, she is busy, smiling, shaded by green, she is the elf in this garden, a clean and spotless elf.