Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 821 It Hurts Me to Death

Ye Changqing stood there in a daze, holding the fragrant grilled sausage.

Staring blankly at Liang Songtao's back.

It's like someone who has lived in the desert all his life seeing the ocean for the first time.

Completely stunned.

He never expected that Liang Songtao's talk of treating him to a meal actually meant inviting him to eat a starch sausage.

This... is too stingy.

When my daughter Lingling invites other children to dinner, she will at least order a starch sausage and a meatball. If she is in a good mood, she will also buy some jelly puddings to share with her classmates.

This guy... he's in his sixties, but he's not as generous as a kindergarten kid.

Qian Cheng opened his mouth in surprise and couldn't close it for a long time. Only after seeing Liang Songtao walk more than ten meters away did he react.

He touched Ye Changqing's arm with his hand: "He's gone, aren't you going to chase him?"

Ye Changqing came back to his senses and said, "Hurry up and catch up."

He held the starch sausage in one hand and ran up quickly. Just when he was about to catch up with her when there were only four or five meters left.

Liang Songtao suddenly quickened his pace.

He seemed to sense that someone was chasing him, and immediately ran at the speed of a 100-meter sprint car.

Ye Changqing hurriedly shouted: "Liang Songtao, don't go, I still have something to talk to you about."

It would have been fine if he hadn't said anything, but now he shouted it out.

Liang Songtao was like a dog that had snatched a meat bun and was being chased by the dog. He increased his speed again and ran for his life.

What the hell!

Ye Changqing couldn't help cursing and shouted angrily: "Liang Songtao, why are you running? Stop, I want to talk to you for a few words."

Qian Cheng said from the side: "Stop talking, chase after him. If you are any slower, you won't be able to catch up."

Ye Changqing stopped talking and ran faster.

His running style is very distinctive. His stride length is the same every time, and his pace is neither fast nor slow.

But the running speed is neither slow nor slow.

After running for two minutes, Liang Songtao had slowed down and his running posture gradually became distorted, with one foot higher than the other.

Not only him, but even Qian Cheng slowed down his pace, panting: "You...you go catch up...I can't run anymore...I feel like I'm going to vomit if I run any further..."

Ta-ta-ta~ Ye Changqing continued to maintain the original rhythm and continued running. Liang Songtao accelerated and sprinted several times, but each time he only ran a dozen meters before showing signs of fatigue.

Then he slowed down completely.

After Ye Changqing caught up with him, he didn't say anything and just ran beside him.

Liang Songtao saw Ye Changqing running beside him as if nothing had happened. He knew he couldn't shake him off, so he stopped and said, "You...you...are such a good runner."

Ye Changqing continued to run on the spot: "Still running?

I can run another ten kilometers with you."

Liang Songtao covered his crotch with his hands, his facial expression distorted, showing that he was injured and could not bear the pain.

Ye Changqing was startled: "What's going on?

Did you get any internal injuries from running these few steps?"

Liang Songtao gritted his teeth, and a dense layer of sweat beads as big as soybeans appeared on his head.

He spread his legs apart: "I can't stand it anymore, it hurts so much."

Ye Changqing was startled and carefully observed the expression on his face. Veins bulged, facial muscles were congested, and his eyes were full of torment and pain. He realized that Liang Songtao really had a physical problem: "I'm a doctor, tell me exactly where you feel uncomfortable.

I can be treated, don't worry."

Liang Songtao hesitated to speak: "You...don't ask...I'm in so much pain that I don't want to talk.

I’m done.”

Ye Changqing looked up and down at Liang Songtao, trying to find out which part of his body was wrong.

His sight moved from the head down, finally stopping at Liang Songtao's crotch.

There was a bulge in Liang Songtao's crotch, as if a brick was stuffed in it. It was a very strange state.

Not only that, the key point is that his legs slowly spread apart, becoming bow-legged.

It seemed as if someone had placed a small durian between his legs, preventing him from closing his legs.

Ye Changqing frowned. This was the first time he had seen this symptom, and he felt the need to learn more: "You... have hemorrhoids?"

Liang Songtao shook his head: "I'm not sick, I'm fine, I don't have any problems.

You should leave immediately."

Ye Changqing looked at the expression on Liang Songtao's face and tried again: "Syphilis?

Or genital warts?

Could it be that my foreskin is too long, causing inflammation and rubbing against my shorts...that's why it hurts so much when I run?"

Liang Songtao said unhappily, "I'm not ill at all. I'm very grateful to you for helping me get my salary.

But I have already thanked you and treated you to a meal, so that’s enough.

Why are you still chasing me?"

Ye Changqing looked at the sausage in his hand and stuffed it directly into Liang Songtao's hand: "Liang Songtao, don't mention treating me to a meal. This feast of yours is too expensive.

I can’t afford it.”

Liang Songtao seemed to know he was in the wrong, and an awkward expression appeared on his painful face: "That was...that was my thoughtful gesture."

Ye Changqing looked at Liang Songtao's crotch: "I am a doctor, I can relieve your pain and even cure your disease.

If you feel uncomfortable, tell me.

Don’t hide it!”

Liang Songtao shook his head: "I'm not sick, I just ask you to go away quickly.

The farther away from me, the better. " Seeing that the other party was unwilling to speak, Ye Changqing did not want to continue asking. Even if he had the medical skills to cure diseases and save lives, the patient was unwilling to be treated.

So what.

He wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of the book "Jingshang" and whether it was still in Liang Songtao's hands.

But seeing the pained look on his face, he held back: "Okay. Let's go."

He decided to give up today and ask at another time.

Liang Songtao looked at Ye Changqing with a painful expression without saying a word.

Ye Changqing turned and walked a few steps. Qian Cheng caught up with him and asked, "Are we leaving just like that until we complete the mission?"

Ye Changqing sighed: "Can't you see Liang Songtao's painful expression?

Do you think he's in the mood to talk business in this situation?"

Qian Cheng thought about it and it made sense: "Let's change the time." Ye Changqing strode back. After a few steps, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"You guys...are just leaving like this?"

Ye Changqing stopped and looked at Liang Songtao doubtfully: "Didn't you let me go?

What do you mean by that?

Liang Songtao frowned and said, "Aren't you here to collect debts?"

Debt collection?

Ye Changqing suddenly understood why Liang Songtao ran away just now.

The guy thought he was here to collect a debt.

This is a huge misunderstanding.

He shook his head: "I'm not asking for a debt."

Ok?

Liang Songtao looked at Ye Changqing in surprise: "In order to help me get money, you fought hard with Boss Zhang, and Boss Zhang was so frustrated. You worked so hard to help me get my salary, isn't it just to collect the debt?"

Ye Changqing felt that there was a big misunderstanding: "I'm not here to collect debts, I'm from Momen."

Mo Men?

Liang Songtao's painful face showed surprise: "You...you are from Momen?

Oh my god, you should have said it earlier.

I...I was killed by you."

As he spoke, one hand pulled the elastic band on his waistband and the other hand reached into his crotch.

Ye Changqing was confused: "What are you doing?

Looking for sausage?

this……"

He stopped talking halfway, staring in shock at what Liang Songtao pulled out of his crotch. He couldn't help but be shocked, it turned out to be a stack of coins.

Then Liang Songtao took out the second stack of money, then the third stack... and finally took out all 45,000 yuan.

A look of relief appeared on his face, and it felt like a nail had been pulled out of his flesh.

He let out a long sigh.

"Fuck, it hurts so much, this thing is in my crotch, and it rubs against my skin when I run.

It hurts so much."