Release that Man

The girl slept peacefully, letting her cell phone ring a bomb on the stool beside her, and she didn't even frown.

Still, Ye Shuang couldn't listen anymore, and because she was afraid of protesting from the same patient in the ward, she dared to answer the phone with a dissatisfied look in the room, and walked to the door and whispered.

"You're too lazy to get cancer!" As soon as the call was connected, the voice of a man who hated his teeth was greeted: "I told you early that procrastination is going to be cured! What about the quarterly statement? What about the pre-order list for this month? It ’s better to meet with the customer. Now how many are you looking at? Now you do n’t want to do it, and you say, let ’s leave early and disappear! ”

"..." Ye Shuang patiently listened to the man, and then cleared his throat. "This gentleman, the owner is now suspending bottles in the hospital. If you are her family or friends, it is best to come."

The opposite side of the phone seemed to stop breathing for an instant, and the strange silence lasted for half a minute before listening to the male voice: "... Who are you?"

Ye Shuang carefully recalled the whole incident, and once again determined that this should not be a traffic accident, so he decisively classified himself as a good passerby: "I am a red scarf."

male voice:"……"

"In short, your friend's hypoglycemic coma was on the way, and I picked her up to the hospital. Is that the case, you can't come over and pick someone up?" Ye Shuang sighed, expressing anxiety about the male voice IQ .

The male voice gritted his teeth: "I'm not free!"

"but……"

"Do you think she's coma and it's okay? She's coma means I'm going to clean up her mess!" The male voice was very angry: "So I don't have time, let her live in the hospital for herself!"

"... I thought I should have nothing to do with this matter?" Ye Shuang said silently: "Will you be too angry about my temper?"

The male voice was silent for another three seconds, and he patiently apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm emotional."

"Okay, I forgive you." Ye Shuang said a few words: "Then we should talk about hospitalization and medicine costs ..." The question ...?

Before we can finish talking, the communication has been cut off at the other end of the phone.

Ye Shuang: "..." runs fast.

Staring at the phone for a long time, Ye Shuang finally thought he was unlucky, returned to the bed and put the phone back to the girl's pillow, and accompany the bed by the way.

...

One night passed. The girl finally recovered after waking up.

Although it still seems to be weak, but at least it is not the same as the night before it would faint at any time.

When the girl woke up, Ye Shuang was eating breakfast, and a bowl of raw rolled porridge was fragrant and fragrant. Looking at the signs, she knew that it was produced by the famous porridge shop. Although the store is far away from the hospital, as long as money can solve the problem, it cannot be regarded as a problem.

The girl sat up silently and stared at Ye Shuang for five minutes, and Ye Shuang calmly followed her.

When I finally had breakfast, I lost my disposable tableware and wiped my mouth with a napkin. Then Ye Shuang looked at the girl and said, "Wake up? How do you feel?"

The girl lowered her eyelids for a while and touched her belly. "Hungry ..."

"It's normal to be hungry." Ye Shuangtou: "I mean is there any internal pain, trauma or the like? If not, I'm leaving."

Speaking of what happened last night, it was not a traffic accident at all, but Ye Shuang, who had seen righteousness, happened to be driving. And the car happened to be close to the fallen sister again.

But who is called Tianchao's legal relationship? It doesn't matter whether there is responsibility or responsibility, anyway, if you drive a car, you will always suffer.

Therefore, it is impossible for Ye Shuang to flash people before the girl does not let her head go or she does not have a full set of physical examination to prove that she has no internal injuries.

The girl slowly slipped down and lay back on the bed, grabbed the quilt with both hands and dragged it to her chin, her eyes staring at Ye Shuang, her mouth flat: "Stomach hurts."

"..." Stomach hurts her fart? Anyway, I know that a car accident can't cause a stomachache.

Ye Shuang was silent.

The girl slowly added: "Hungry stomachache."

Ye Shuang was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help rubbing his forehead: "The good people in this world are so extinct. You fainted by the side of the road. I kindly brought you to the hospital. As a result, I helped you with bed charges and medicine checks. Don't say Fei, you have to be responsible for helping you buy food? "

The girl was very lost and leaned her head weakly on the pillow: "Forget it, let me live on my own."

"... well, I buy!"

Meet such a strange girl. Ye Shuang also had no time to ink with her for a breakfast.

No more calling for take-away, Ye Shuang went directly to the hospital to find a breakfast stall, bought a steamed dumpling that smelled good, and brought a bag of soy milk. Just returned to the hospital.

The girl was also very slow to eat. Since Ye Shuang met her the first night, everything she said and acted like a movie slow motion. If someone with a little patience gets along with her, they will have to die within a few minutes.

Looking at the time, Ye Shuang simply didn't rush and didn't bother to watch, holding his mobile phone and brushing his hands to play.

It was so easy to wait for twenty minutes to wipe out a simple breakfast. Ye Shuang then put away his mobile phone and said, "Is this all right? If it's all right, then I will leave."

The advance was too lazy, even if she was unlucky.

"Hmm ..." The girl's voice was as slow as ever, and Ye Shuang hadn't determined whether it meant "good" or "wait for me to think". The door outside the ward was suddenly opened.

A man came in with a big stride, and the goal was very clear, running towards Ye Shuang and the girl.

After standing at the bedside, the man first scanned the girl up and down, then turned to Ye Shuang: "Are you the one who answered the phone last night?"

Ye Shuang also responded: "Are you calling that?"

The girl blinked and looked calmly at the two, biting the straw on the soy milk bag and not talking.

The man casually turned his head, and then spread his arms in the direction of the girl: "Give me the phone!"

The girl slowly swallowed the mobile phone, the man just grabbed the phone with a grab, and then hurriedly read the SMS and call records.

Ye Shuang frowned a little, but didn't say anything. But the man's eyebrows tightened as he looked more and more. At last, he bit his teeth and poked his cellphone into his pocket. He shouted at the girl, "You fool?"

The girl answered seriously: "My q test score is 20 points higher than you."

The man froze.

The girl thought about it and added: "I don't discriminate against your IQ."

So Ye Shuang saw the man instantly become a tangled and distorted expression, as if he had something to vomit and didn't know what to say ...

"I said, since your friend is here, then I'll leave first?" Ye Shuang sighed.

Now people are really too difficult to understand. She really doesn't want to pay another day and a half to continue to stay in the bed ... not to mention that she is still a stranger, even if she really wants to show love and consideration, at least she must be a public.

"No!" The man subconsciously opposed, and then saw Ye Shuang looking suspiciously at himself, and he had a long toothache before considering: "I mean, I'll take you."

"……it is good."

...

Ye Shuang drove the car by himself, no shortage of gifts.

But she could see that it was absolutely unusual for a man to check the phone as soon as he came in, especially after the other person saw the text message record on the phone, and his face was so ugly that anyone could see it.

Probably there is something in the text message that is not suitable for outsiders to know, such as trade secrets.

Although I don't understand why there is such an important thing on the phone, why didn't the man rush over the first night the night before? But now Ye Shuang is suspected that what she may know is certain.

Therefore, even if Ye Shuang was wronged, he had to promise the man to "send" her good intentions, otherwise, there would be some time to entangle things.

When you go to the hospital parking lot to pick up a car, a man's car is quite ordinary, not like a high-level figure who has confidentiality.

Ye Shuang consciously stepped on the co-driver's seat without wearing a seat belt. When the man was about to start the engine after getting in the car, Ye Shuang took the initiative to say, "I also drove over here. If you have any words, just say it now. I have to drive back after speaking."

The man froze with a stiff, obviously unnatural expression: "Are you misunderstanding something? I just want to express my gratitude, I don't know that you originally drove the car."

Ye Shuang watched him quietly, showing his attitude that "you can only blame you if you believe me": "... If you really just want to express your gratitude, then settle the money I paid."

The man's mouth twitched, and the black line looked at Ye Shuang for half a minute before he said, "Okay, how much do you say?"

Ye Shuang was surprised to see that the man really looked down to find the wallet, but he didn't quite understand what it meant, but of course she could not refuse to recover the loss, so she quickly reported the amount of her advance, and incidentally asked: "Would you like to pay the bill? But the breakfast I bought for her is not invoiced ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ No need ..." The man took something out of his arms and suddenly raised his hand at Ye Shuang's face. Just a moment.

Ye Shuang's eyes were clear, and he reached out to grab the man's wrist with a flash of lightning, even faster than the man. A spray from the man's subconsciousness suddenly sprayed towards himself.

Ye Shuang had an alarm bell in his head, covered his mouth and nose, and drove out the door. Immediately the next second, I saw that the man also drove out the door and drilled out. He held up his jacket for a while, and finally opened his mouth for a few seconds before breathing heavily.

The spray did not have many doses, and it was almost dispersed after a while. Ye Shuang tentatively lowered his hand and sniffed the odor remaining in the air, frowning: "Sodium thiopental?"

The man froze.

Ye Shuang thought about and continued to say, "I remember this is a drug that reduces brain activity and can be used as a vomiting agent ..."

Not only the effect of vomiting agent, but this thing can only be temporarily configured. In other words, being able to prepare such things on the body at any time, the identity of a man is no longer as simple as that of a senior business organization.