June was the hottest time of the year, so it was easy for people to be impatient.
In a bar in the capital, Tong Qiao was sweating profusely as she lay on the bar counter after a hot dance. She shouted to the waiter, "A bottle of whiskey, the strongest kind."
The waiter kindly advised her, "Miss, it's not good for patients to drink."
Tong Qiao looked down at the blue and white hospital gown she was wearing, then looked up at the strange gazes around her. She frowned and looked at the waiter, "Do you have drinks here?"
The waiter shook his head.
There were people laughing and talking around her.
"This person must be crazy. She came in wearing a hospital gown and danced around. Now she's asking if the bar has drinks?"
"The bar is a place to drink. How can there be drinks?"
"That's right. He probably just escaped from some mental hospital."
Tong Qiao was being forced to marry by her family, so she was unhappy. After escaping from the hospital, she wanted to have a drink, but now there was so much trouble. She jumped down from the bar stool, grabbed the collar of a man beside her, and asked coldly, "Who are you calling crazy?"
The man did not take the pale and slender woman in front of him seriously. He still had a mocking smile on his face, "Whoever is grabbing me is crazy."
There was a roar of laughter around.
Tong Qiao raised her fist and swung it at the man. The man was caught off guard and staggered a few steps from Tong Qiao's punch. He held onto the bar counter in time to prevent himself from falling to the ground.
The man came to his senses. He held his face with one hand and pointed at Tong Qiao with the other. He said angrily, "You b * tch, how dare you hit me …"
Before the man could finish his words, Tong Qiao kicked him and he fell to the ground.
Tong Qiao walked over, crossed her arms, and looked down at the man on the ground, "You're full of shit. You're the one I hit."
The man grimaced in pain, but when he saw Tong Qiao's posture, he knew she had some skills, so he did not dare to talk back. He clutched his stomach and got up from the ground. He staggered to the door and said, "Don't leave if you have the guts. I'll teach you a lesson later."
Tong Qiao snorted, "I'll be waiting." Then she returned to the bar counter and sat down. She said to the waiter, "If you don't have any drinks, why don't you give me some wine?"
The waiter did not dare to say anything else. He took a bottle of wine and poured a glass for Tong Qiao. He then put the glass and bottle in front of Tong Qiao, "Please enjoy. drink."
Tong Qiao picked up the wine cup and downed it in one gulp. The spicy liquid flowed down her throat and reached her lower abdomen. The burning sensation made her feel particularly carefree, as if it could burn away all the worries in her heart.
She endured the urge to cough and poured herself another glass of wine. Without giving her body time to adapt, she downed the wine in the glass in one gulp. Perhaps it was because she had drunk a glass before, but this time, she didn't feel as strong as before.
Tong Qiao had only drunk a little beer with her classmates on their birthdays. She could not hold her liquor well and could not finish a bottle. Today, she was in a bad mood and wanted to get herself drunk.
After two glasses of strong alcohol, she began to feel a little dazed. However, she could not get the image of her father's determined face out of her mind.
Crying, going on a hunger strike, and committing suicide were all useless.
Why?
Why did her father, who had always doted on her, treat her like this?
Tong Qiao poured herself another glass of wine. She felt someone sitting beside her. She turned her head and saw a woman in a white t-shirt and skinny jeans. She was different from the other women in revealing clothes. She was like a clear stream in this crowded bar.
Baishao asked the waiter for a cocktail. While the bartender was mixing the wine for her, she turned her head and looked at Tong Qiao. "Little girl, don't drink anymore. Hurry up and leave. That man just now will definitely bring his men to beat you up. It will be too late for you to leave by then."
Tong Qiao continued to pour wine for herself. "I'm not afraid of him. Just come at me. I'm in a bad mood today. Let's practice."
Baishao frowned slightly and did not say anything.
Tong Qiao continued to pour wine for herself. Soon, she finished the bottle of whiskey. She raised her hand and asked the waiter to bring her another bottle. When she was about to finish half of the whiskey, she heard a noise at the door.
Baishao's expression changed slightly. She nudged Tong Qiao with her elbow. "Here comes your trouble."
"Huh?" Tong Qiao was still drunk. "What trouble?"
Baishao pouted at the door. "See for yourself."
Tong Qiao turned her head to look at the door. The man she had beaten up earlier was walking towards her with a group of men.
If she was sober, Tong Qiao's first reaction would be to run away. Although she had some skills, she knew that she was outnumbered.
However, she was not sober now. She was still angry. Let's fight then. Who's afraid of who? At worst, she would die. It was better to die than to marry a divorced old man with a child. Anyway, her father would not feel sorry for her.
Tong Qiao got down from the bar stool. She felt dizzy and almost lost her balance.
Baishao caught Tong Qiao in time. She frowned. "You're still trying to show off?"
Tong Qiao shook off Baishao's hand. Her body swayed a little before she steadied herself. "Stay away from me. Otherwise, they will hurt you."
Baishao could not help but look at Tong Qiao. She could not even protect herself, but she was still worried about implicating her. She did not know whether to say that Tong Qiao was brave and kind or brainless.
But no matter what, she could not wash her hands of what had happened today. However, this would definitely delay the operation tonight.
Baishao whispered into the earpiece hidden in her long hair, "Boss, there's an emergency in the bar."
In the blink of an eye, a group of men surrounded Tong Qiao. The man who had been beaten up by Tong Qiao earlier glared at Tong Qiao. "B * tch, I'll let you know the consequences of offending me. Beat her up."
In the next second, Tong Qiao started fighting with the men.
Baishao also joined the fight.
Someone asked Wang Dahai, "Didn't you say that you were alone? Why do you have an accomplice? "
Wang Dahai replied, "We are a group of men. Why should we be afraid of two women? Let's beat them up together. "
At this moment, a few men in uniform walked in. The waiter who was about to call the police saw this and put the phone back.
Lu Jinshen saw Baishao fighting with the men in the crowd. His gaze swept across the woman in a hospital gown beside her. His gaze paused for a moment. Why was it her?
"Boss, shall we do it?" Ji Ji saw that Baishao was surrounded and quickly asked Lu Jinshen for instructions.
"Okay." Lu Jinshen responded. A few soldiers beside him immediately joined the fight and subdued the men in a few moves.
Wang Dahai saw that these people were not wearing the police uniform and did not take them seriously. However, he was not willing to accept the fact that he had been beaten up by Tong Qiao earlier. At this moment, he pounced on Tong Qiao.
Lu Jinshen reacted quickly. He grabbed Tong Qiao's arm and pulled her away, avoiding Wang Dahai's attack.
Wang Dahai missed and fell to the ground. Both of his hands were held by Ji Ji.
Tong Qiao directly bumped into a firm embrace.
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