"I'm fine, uh …"
As if wanting to prove that she was fine, Qi Meng tried to stand up from the ground, but she didn't know whether it was because she had lost too much blood or something else, her vision went black and she fell forward.
"Be careful!"
Seeing that Qi Meng was about to fall, Ye Xuan hurriedly took two steps forward and carefully held her shoulders to help her stand firmly: "Are you all right?"
"No, I'm fine …" Qi Meng shook her head and struggled slightly to stand up, but Ye Xuan let go of her hand and she almost fell to the ground again.
Looking at Qi Meng, whose face was pale and who had obviously lost a lot of blood, Ye Xuan frowned slightly. Carefully supporting her with one hand, he squatted down to look at her left leg, which had been cut by a steel knife. He saw a wound about seven or eight inches long. Scarlet blood was flowing out of the rather hideous wound.
"It can't go on like this, Miss Qi Meng, I'm sorry!" With that, Ye Xuan bent down and put one hand through her legs and the other around her back, carefully picking her up.
At this time, Qi Meng was in a semi-conscious state because of the loss of too much blood. She didn't care about Ye Xuan's actions and couldn't resist at all.
Seeing that he couldn't delay any longer, Ye Xuan picked up Qi Meng and strode out of the alley.
Perhaps it was because of the serious fight between gangsters at this time, Hong Kong's wrestling clinics and small clinics were very prosperous. There was one in every street and alley, so Ye Xuan quickly found a small clinic with the injured Qi Meng in his arms. He asked the doctor to clean and suture her wound and hang her on a drip. After a busy time, it was already past two o 'clock in the morning.
Sitting by the bed, looking at Qi Meng, who was lying on the bed with her lips pressed together, her face still a little pale, Ye Xuan shook his head slightly and let out a sigh. He did not know whether it was pity or pity, or more than that...
Ye Xuan sat there in boredom. Perhaps it was because he had relaxed his mind or some other reason, but Ye Xuan, who was originally very energetic, felt a strong sense of drowsiness. He didn't know when, but he actually fell into a deep sleep on the bed.
The next day, Ye Xuan was woken up by the nurse who came to work in the morning. Looking at the empty bed, Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and got up to ask the doctor who took care of him last night, "Doctor, where's the lady I sent last night?"
"Oh, that lady left a long time ago. By the way …" The doctor walked to the counter and handed him a piece of paper. "This is what that lady wanted to give you before she left."
Ye Xuan was stunned. He took the piece of paper from the doctor and lowered his head to take a look. Other than the word "thank you" written on the paper, there was also a drawing of a cute cartoon girl's head with one of her eyes wide open and her tongue sticking out. This head drawing was 70% similar to Qi Meng.
Looking at the cartoon head on the paper, Ye Xuan couldn't help but laugh. He shook his head and folded the paper before putting it in his pocket. After paying the medical fees, Ye Xuan walked out of the small clinic. Facing the morning sun, he walked towards his hotel.
…
However, when Uncle Da found out that Ah Xing had the divine skill of "grinding", he became even more attentive to Ah Xing when he thought about how he could ask his nephew to "grind" a few numbers for him so that he could win a few more big prizes.
"How is it? The doctor said that the medicine is very effective. You'll be fine after taking it. Are you feeling better?" Uncle Da asked Ah Xing to lie down on the bed after handing him a supplement that he had just bought. He fanned Ah Xing with one hand and didn't forget to hand him water. He looked like he was waiting for an empress dowager.
Ah Xing swallowed the medicine and water and nodded with a perfunctory expression.
Uncle Da was excited when he saw Ah Xing nodding. He kept the fan in his hand and pinched it with his right hand. He held it in front of Ah Xing and asked with anticipation, "Guess what I have in my hand?"
"Finger!" Ah Xing blinked his eyes and said nonchalantly.
The smile on Uncle Da's face froze. He flipped his right hand and a coin appeared in his hand. He shook his head and said, "That's why Western medicine can't be relied on. However, you don't have to be afraid. I've already bought a tiger penis. I'll stew it for you later. I guarantee that you'll be full of energy! "
After saying that, he hurriedly ran out to get the tiger penis he had bought.
"Master Xing!" Ah Xing rolled his eyes when he saw his third uncle running out of the room. Just when he was about to lie down and sleep, he heard some movements at the door. It was the sixth aunt carrying her daughter, Zhi Nu, and Sister Ping walking in. Sister Ping, who had always looked down on him, addressed him as "Master Xing".
"Brother Xing, you don't have to get up. It's the Zhi Nu who wants to see you." Seeing that Ah Xing was about to get up from the bed, the sixth aunt quickly stopped him with a smile.
"Is that so? The Zhi Nu is so obedient!" Ah Xing sat up from the bed and touched the Zhi Nu's hair. Then, he looked at Sister Ping, who had been grinning from ear to ear since she entered the room. He asked curiously, "Eh? Sister Ping, is your mouth cramping? "
"No, it's not!" Sister Ping touched her mouth and looked at Ah Xing with a friendly gaze. "Master Xing, I heard from the sixth aunt that you can get whatever you want."
"What instructions do you have?" Ah Xing asked curiously.
"No, it's just that I want to get it rubbed here …" Sister Ping smiled. She used her hand to touch her chest embarrassedly and said, "Because I want to have my breasts enlarged."
Ah Xing was stunned. Then, he shrunk his body to the corner of the bed. He looked a little scared. "I'm sorry, Sister Ping. Although I want to help you, I'm afraid my function will get smaller and smaller."
"Oh, it's okay. I want you to help me polish my butt," Sister Ping said with a shocking tone.
When Ah Xing heard that, he was so shocked that he almost fell off the bed.
Just when Ah Xing was at a loss of what to do with Sister Ping's request, Uncle Da suddenly walked in with a red invitation card in his hand. He walked to the bed and sat down. He passed the invitation card to Ah Xing and said, "Ah Xing, take a look. This is for you."
"What?" Ah Xing was stunned. He took the red invitation card and looked at the big words on the cover. He said in surprise, "Hero's invitation?!"
"When did I become a hero? And this hero's invitation, is it for the Martial Arts Circle Convention? "Ah Xing scratched his head and looked at Uncle Da in confusion.
"Little brat, look carefully. The person who invited you is Hong Guang!" Uncle Da pointed at the invitation card and said to Ah Xing with a disappointed look.
"Hong Guang? Who is it? "Ah Xing tilted his head and thought for a while. Then, he looked at Uncle Da innocently.
"Hong Guang is the most eye-catching person today. He is known as the King of Gamblers!" Uncle Da extended his hand and gave a thumbs up. He looked at Ah Xing with admiration and said, "Humph, I don't even know why he likes you. This is a good opportunity to get rich. As long as you can be his favorite, it will be hard for you not to get rich in this life! "
"Even if we don't go to his side, we can still earn money," Ah Xing said with a frown as he looked at his third uncle who was almost drooling.
"I know that too. But this time, he sent an invitation card. If we don't go …" Uncle Da's face turned bitter. If they didn't go to Hong Guang's invitation, they could imagine the consequences based on Hong Guang's status.
"But I don't know how to gamble. If I gamble with him, I will still die!" Ah Xing looked at the big invitation card in his hand helplessly.
"So, we must not let him know that you don't know how to gamble!" Uncle Da said with a serious face.
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