I am weak and friendly

Chapter 65 Wheelchair Rider! Charge! Eject!

The corridor was quiet.

Although it's only 8 p.m., most of the wards are dark.

The nurses' station is located in the center of the ward area, while the elevators and entrances to the ward area are at the far end.

Tang Yiping left the ward and closed the door.

Then he maneuvered the wheelchair backward.

At the nurses' station, a round-faced nurse was resting behind the nurses' station. Seeing Tang Yiping walking backward with a pole in his hand, she asked with some confusion, "Tang, what are you doing? Do you need anything?"

"I'm just a poor soul who's so bored that I'm taking a stroll in my wheelchair. Don't worry about me," Tang Yiping said.

—[Feigning weakness] successful, [The Weakling's Concealment] activated.

The round-faced nurse said "oh" and sat back down.

Tang Yiping retreated to a roughly suitable position and then began to accelerate.

With a "whoosh," the wheelchair quickly rushed to the door.

Tang Yiping slowed down, experienced the speed he had just felt, and nodded in satisfaction.

They retreated to their previous position and waited quietly.

The exact location was probably hard to pinpoint, which is why the two of them arrived very slowly.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Tang Yiping finally saw the elevator door open through the glass at the entrance of the ward area.

Two men in suits came out.

Visiting hours in this ward area are already very short, and now that visiting hours have passed, the door is closed.

However, Tang Yiping did not believe that the door could stop them.

Sure enough, one of the men in the suit peered through the glass for a moment, then leaned over the door and started fiddling with it.

A short while later, the door clicked open.

A familiar yet repulsive scent wafted in.

It has a disgusting "fresh" taste.

It's definitely them.

Ah, you are a member of the organization!

Two blond-haired men and a middle-aged man in a suit were his companions.

Tang Yiping took a deep breath, placed the long lever under the back of his wheelchair, and then pushed the lever forward all the way.

accelerate!
This time, it's my turn to take what's yours!

At that moment, Tang Yiping could even hear the sound of wheels rubbing against the floor.

Two men in suits carefully pushed open the door, walked in, and then turned around and carefully closed the door.

Look up again.

"Watch out!" One of the men in the suit only managed to say that before he felt a beam of light pierce his lower body.

"Ouch!" He slammed hard against the door behind him, then curled up like a shrimp, clutching his face and collapsing to the ground.

"What are you doing?!" Another man in a suit exclaimed, both surprised and furious.

Tang Yiping smiled slightly.

"What am I doing? I'm going to do you!"

It seems ambiguous?
Never mind, take this combo!

Once upon a time, Tang Yiping, this wheelchair rider, only had one trick up his sleeve.

After the charge, he was out of options.

Those two blond guys were scared away by his charge.

This time, the other party ran away without even seeing him, which surprised him a bit.

However, he was very happy.

Because now he has a second trick up his sleeve, which can be used to create a combo!
The moment the man in the suit looked puzzled in response to his questioning, Tang Yiping landed on the ground.

[Activated Epilepsy] Activated!
A powerful electric current surged through his body. Tang Yiping clenched his fists, pulled his head back, and sprang up like a spring.

"Boom!"

With a sound like stones colliding, the hard head slammed heavily into the man in the suit's face, leaving him with a bloody mess.

"Agh—" The second man in the suit screamed even more horribly than the first one.

"Bang!" The second man in the suit also crashed heavily into the door behind him, then slipped and fell to the ground, unconscious.

Tang Yiping also fell to the ground, his head spinning. He shook his head to pull himself out of the [Epileptic] state, glanced at the shrimp-like man in the suit writhing on the ground, and then shouted, "Help!" His combo was over; it was time to leave!

The horrific screams and cries for help shattered the tranquility of the ward. Several young women rushed out from the nurses' station, the break room, the medicine preparation room, and the ward, only to find Tang Yiping and two men in suits lying on the ground, with blood on the floor.

The nurses were terrified and rushed over together.

"Tang, Tang, are you alright?!" The round-faced nurse rushed straight to Tang Yiping.
"They just broke down the door and came in, and they started hitting me!" Tang Yiping pointed at a man in a suit who was clutching his groin and wailing, and another man in a suit who was covered in blood and unconscious, and made a tearful accusation!

At that moment, even the man in the suit who was experiencing excruciating pain looked completely bewildered and shocked.

what?
What is he saying?
How can someone be so shameless?
He was the one who rushed up and attacked us first!
He actually accused me first?!
"what?"

"They actually hit Tang?"

"Who are you? How did you get in?"

"Director! Director! A bad guy has broken in!"

"Call the police, call the police!"

Where's the security guard?

The young women quickly pulled Tang Yiping away from the two dangerous men in suits and protected him behind them.

They held the medicine trays and record sheets protectively in front of them, each one both afraid and brave.

"What's going on? What's going on?" The chief physician, who was almost fifty years old, ran over with a mop handle and immediately became the backbone of the group. He was put in front and struck a heroic javelin thrower pose, though his hands were shaking a little from excitement.

Everyone looked at the two men in suits who had completely lost their fighting ability with great suspicion.

The round-faced young lady examined Tang Yiping first: "Tang, are you hurt anywhere? Where did they hit you? Where does it hurt?"

"My head hurts!" Tang Yiping grimaced and pointed to his head. "They hit my head! Look, there's blood on my head!"

"Oh, really! There's a cut here! This person is awful! Don't move, let me disinfect it for you!"

Tang Yiping also had a cut on his head, probably from being hit by the other person's teeth.

Ouch, when will my full-face helmet arrive? That really hurt!
"And my body aches too..."

"You must have fallen and hurt yourself. Is there anything that hurts particularly?"

Qiu Zhaodong, holding a mop handle, looked at Tang Yiping, who was surrounded by nurses, and then at the man in a suit lying on the ground, one clearly unconscious and the other obviously seriously injured. He asked doubtfully, "Tang... are you sure they hit you?"

Why are they the ones who are so badly injured when they hit you?
"Director!" the round-faced nurse exclaimed indignantly, "Tang is in a wheelchair! Does she think she can stand up and beat them down?"

“Oh yeah…” Qiu Zhaodong thought this made perfect sense. Could it be that Tang Yiping was going to stand up and hit them? Jump up and hit them? That’s impossible!
The man in the suit was filled with grief and indignation: No, this doesn't make sense, it makes absolutely no sense, he's the one who hit us!
He hit us first, then pretended to be pitiful. It's outrageous!

"When they hit me, I fought back desperately, and my head probably hit his face..." The weak and pitiful Tang Yiping was enjoying the care of the nurses.

"Oh? That was a really bad impact! Director, you need to check Tang out quickly, could he have a concussion?"

"Don't worry about me, check on them first, see if they're alright!"

"What could they possibly want, Director!"

The shrimp-shaped man in the suit, lying on the ground, had lost all hope in the world.

……

In a corner office of the police station, Li Tieqiang hung up the phone with a furrowed brow: "I understand, thank you..."

As expected, the investigation into Lin Duo made no substantial progress; there were very few clues connecting the two. Even the Economic Crime Investigation Department had no usable leads.

Li Tieqiang was somewhat confused and didn't know where to start next.

Just then, someone pushed the door open and walked in with a "bang".

"Master! There's an alarm!"

"Hmm? Is it a message from two blond guys?"

"No, it was the First Municipal Hospital that called the police, saying that two men in suits had illegally broken in and injured a disabled person..."

A man in a suit? A disabled person?
"That disabled person is Tang..."

"Oh no!" Li Tieqiang was startled. Could it be that Tang was being retaliated against?

The image of Tang Yiping lying in a pool of blood immediately flashed into his mind.

Judging from the way they attacked Professor Liu, these people are really ruthless!
"Come on!"

Li Tieqiang turned and ran.

Please don't die, Tang!

　Thank you to Lui丫un, 茶酋, 的老老迦, and 书荒逃亡者 for the donations.

　　Who's been saying in the book review section every day that Uncle Ha doesn't have writer's block?

　　Uncle Ha really did have writer's block!
　　哭~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)