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Chapter 118

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Song Shuhang took a step back, and raised his head to look at the room number. Room 570!

In his mind, he thought back to the patient that Dr. Lee had once introduced to him. There were no external injuries, but the internal organs and tissues had traces of carbonization. That special patient, was in room 570.

An inconceivable and strange injury, and an identity related to Su Clan's Ah Qi.

It could only be that Su Clan's Shiliu who went through her tribulation in H city, and then ran away from home. Her strange 'tender on the outside, scorched on the inside' injury, should have been caused by the lightning tribulation on the 1st of June.

Forgive Song Shuhang for not thinking of this at the start. Because he had never thought that Su Clan's Shiliu would be a girl!

When he had heard the seniors in the group chat, he had always thought that Su Clan's Shiliu was a guy.

This Shiliu's name, as well as Su Clan's Ah Qi's warlike personality, how could he associate it with a girl?

Wait, now wasn't the time to think so much.

The important thing now was that this uncle who claimed to be a member of the Immortal Farming Sect wanted to harm Su Clan's Shiliu.

What should he do now?

The uncle's strength was clearly higher than his. Even if he used a treasure talisman, he might not be his match.

Should he inform senior Su Clan's Ah Qi?

No, distant water cannot quench a nearby fire.

… …

… …

In the ward.

"Hmph, there's no need to go through so much trouble!" The uncle clenched his teeth, and grabbed at the wall with his right hand. With this grab, his fingers directly pierced into the wall, leaving behind five deep finger holes.

The Jiangnan University's affiliated hospital was definitely built with a conscience, and had very high armor value. But the uncle's casual grab was like cutting tofu, leaving behind five finger holes.

Although he was a bit of a clown, his strength was terrifying!

"As long as we capture you, this Su Clan's junior, we can force Su Clan's Ah Qi to meet. At that time, our Immortal Farming Sect will properly settle all grievances with him. "The uncle neared the girl on the sickbed, and raised his sharp claws again. At his fingertips, there was still some mud from the wall … wasn't it too hygienic?

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I just need to break your four limbs, and let that bastard Su Clan's Ah Qi find us! "The uncle raised his claws, and said fiercely.

As long as his claws fell, he would be able to get a free Su Clan's Shiliu Crippled Certificate.

Bang!

At this time, the door of Room 570 was opened again!

The uncle subconsciously retracted his hand, and the ferocious expression on his face quickly disappeared. Cultivators would always try their best to avoid revealing their power in front of mortals. Even the uncle subconsciously held back his killing intent at this moment.

Then, he saw a man with delicate features rush into the ward.

The man raised his head and looked at the uncle. He was panting, but he revealed a gentle smile. "Found you, uncle!"

The uncle's hand froze, and so did the expression on his face. Why did he encounter this swindler again? Did he not learn his lesson after taking a punch from me yesterday? He actually had the guts to come looking for him?

The woman on the sickbed quietly turned over and used the blanket to cover her body.

"Don't attack first. Let me finish! Otherwise, don't blame me for turning against you! " The young man sighed when he saw the look of pain on the uncle's face. He took out 150 yuan from his pocket and said, "Uncle, it's not that I want to criticize you! You definitely lack the most basic trust between people! Come, put the money away. If you don't feel at ease, you can check the authenticity of the money! After you take the money, you don't have to worry about me swindling you anymore, right? "

"Then, this time, you better sit down and listen to what I have to say! Look at me. My facial features are upright, and my face is filled with righteousness. Which part of me looks like a swindler? Also, how many times have I explained it to you? You were the one who lost the money. Why won't you believe me? Now, you better think back to the scene at that time. Even if you have forgotten whether or not you lost the money, you should be able to remember — at that time, before I called out to you, did you take out your mobile phone from your pocket? That's when you lost a hundred and fifty dollars. I just picked it up and returned it to you! "

"I just don't get it. Why do you think I'm a swindler? Why did you misunderstand me so many times? Is there a swindler as kind as me? After picking up the money, I still want to return it to you again and again? "

Clap clap clap clap … Song Shuhang's mouth was like firecrackers. He had not stopped talking since he entered the room.

The uncle took the 150 yuan and looked at it. It was real money.

Looking at Song Shuhang's imposing manner of reprimand, he knew that he might have really misunderstood this young man.

Because he had done something wrong, coupled with the other party's aggressive reprimand, the uncle's imposing manner had unknowingly weakened.

Come to think of it, he had misunderstood the other party a few times. The other party must be feeling very aggrieved, right?

Moreover, he had even punched him yesterday.

The adorably stupid uncle felt very guilty.

"Also, yesterday, I wanted to chase after you to return the money, but you actually punched me! It hurts a lot, do you know?! Also, because of that punch of yours, the news of 'Uncle PK young man with one punch' has already been posted all over my circle of friends. My face has already been thrown to the Pacific Ocean, do you know that? I won't be able to face anyone for at least a month! "

Clap clap clap clap clap continued! Song Shuhang's lips were still moving up and down. From 'the basic trust between people' to 'society needs more love recently', and then to 'doing good is a fine tradition passed down from ancient times to the present in China', and then to 'recently, after doing good deeds, we need to leave evidence to avoid being deceived by others'.

Song Shuhang was racking his brains to think of everything he could say, and his mouth was already dry.

Knowing that he was in the wrong, the uncle could only nod his head passively. Every time Song Shuhang said a sentence, he would click on it once. Now, he was already drowsy from listening to it.

"In other words, uncle. If it wasn't someone like me who picked up your 150 yuan, if it was someone else, they definitely wouldn't return it to you! "Song Shuhang cleared his throat.

However, he was extremely anxious in his heart.

It's over, I can't make up anymore. I've even finished talking about the five beauties and four virtues. What else can I talk about on the topic of 'the basic trust between people'?

Should I talk about the three obediences and four virtues of ancient women?

Why haven't Dr. Lee or the nurse come over yet? Even if I'm well-read, I'm running out of content to talk about …

Song Shuhang's plan was to try his best to delay until the doctor or nurse came over to change the dressing. Because if the doctor or nurse came over, the uncle might temporarily leave. At that time, perhaps the uncle would temporarily leave.

Unfortunately, Dr. Lee didn't seem to have any intention of cooperating and had yet to return.

Moreover, the button to summon the nurse was blocked by the uncle behind him. Song Shuhang couldn't find a chance to press it. Otherwise, he could summon a beautiful female doctor with a gentle finger, along with a pure little nurse.

There was no other way. He really couldn't make up anymore.

If he really brought up the three obediences and four virtues of ancient women, even if the uncle was an idiot, he would find something wrong.

Therefore, he could only use the second plan.

Song Shuhang pinched a pill-like object between his fingers — the Stink Pill!

This extremely depressing name was given by its creator, the Medicine Master. As long as it was hit hard, the outer shell would crack, and the stinky smoke sealed inside would spray out.

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